Blood Diamond

The Yaoguang Side Hall.

Fang Yang came here alone. A maid from the side hall showed him in, leading him into the palace that belonged to the Holy Lord of Yaoguang.

As soon as he entered,

he saw a massive black cauldron. Its surface was as smooth as silk, but on closer inspection, faint inscriptions could be seen, almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

This was the Emperor Weapon of the Yao Guang Sacred Land.

The Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron, said to have been forged after decades of refinement by dozens of Saints and the sacrifice of two Great Saints.

"Not bad!"

Holy Lord of Yaoguang Li Daoqing stood beside the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron. Even with his status as a Peak Mighty Figure, he still seemed so small before this Emperor Weapon.

"Among the Candidate Holy Sons, Li Rui's strength is only around the middle of the pack. You've only just broken through, yet you defeated him with ease. That far exceeded my expectations."

"But the Yaoguang Holy Son is very strong, and he has cultivated for a long time. You've only been cultivating for a few years. There's no rush to challenge him; you can wait until you've reached Four Extremities Grand Completion."

The Holy Lord of Yaoguang spoke as tactfully as he could.

Facing his own senior brother's young disciple, he simply couldn't bring himself to say anything harsh to keep him from getting carried away after defeating Li Rui and immediately challenging the Yaoguang Holy Son.

The Yaoguang Holy Son was no simple man.

Li Daoqing had only seen him a few times, but even so, he had sensed in him the same air as several old monsters from the Ruthless Lineage.

He had definitely cultivated the Indestructible Heavenly Art!

"Your nephew understands."

Fang Yang nodded in agreement.

What Li Daoqing said suited him perfectly.

He had yet to master the Purple Qi Coming from the East phenomenon.

He had only just begun learning the Sun Emperor Fist, too.

His strength still had plenty of room to grow.

Why go up against the Yaoguang Holy Son now?

"This is a Blood Diamond, a sacred material your master asked me to find for you. Take it and use it to refine your Dao Proving Weapon. It would be a shame to waste your talent."

As Li Daoqing spoke, he took out a Blood Diamond rough-cut blank that had already been shaped to resemble the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron.

The Blood Diamond cauldron stood half a meter tall. Its body was clear and radiant, like the rosy clouds of dusk, dazzlingly beautiful.

Fang Yang was truly stunned.

Blood Diamond belonged to the Nine Heavens Divine Jade series. It was a precious material capable of being used to forge Saint Weapons.

A rough-cut blank made from such a large piece of Blood Diamond would have no trouble growing into a Saint Weapon in the future.

"Martial Uncle, this is far too precious..."

Fang Yang politely declined.

His ambitions were higher.

Even a divine material capable of forging a Saint Weapon could never be combined with his Divine Pattern Cauldron Artifact to become his future Dao Proving Weapon.

The lesson of Great Emperor Hengyu stood right before him.

If the material of a Dao Proving Weapon was inadequate, then after one attained the Dao, all their effort would come to nothing, and it would become no more than a top-tier Quasi-Emperor Weapon.

Only divine materials like the Nine Great Immortal Golds and the Mysterious Yellow Source Root could bear the Dao Fruit of a Great Emperor and transform into a true Emperor Weapon.

Fang Yang would rather not refine a Dao Proving Weapon at all than incorporate such sacred materials and face the hassle of changing weapons after attaining the Dao.

Besides,

relying on a Dao Proving Weapon to fight was something for the very late stages.

Before its Dao and principles had fully taken shape, a Dao Proving Weapon was, at best, a handy weapon—far inferior to wielding a Mighty Figure's weapon in battle.

"Your Martial Uncle has a fair bit of wealth. This Blood Diamond is nothing to me. If I tell you to take it, then take it. Don't stand on ceremony."

Li Daoqing waved his hand, looking carefree on the surface, though his heart was bleeding.

If Fang Yang hadn't been Li Daoming's disciple,

if Fang Yang's talent hadn't been truly exceptional,

he would never have brought out this Blood Diamond, much less personally shaped it for him, so that all he had to do was inscribe his divine patterns and it could be made into a rudimentary Dao Proving Weapon.

"Thank you, Martial Uncle!"

Fang Yang stopped refusing.

He would take it, then.

At worst, he could refine the Blood Diamond into a separate weapon instead of making it his Dao Proving Weapon.

After that, with Li Daoqing's help, Fang Yang was able to approach the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron and use his divine sense to record the Dao patterns on this Extreme Emperor Weapon.

"You have seven days."

After saying this, Li Daoqing paid Fang Yang no further attention. He instead found a meditation cushion and sat down, studying the Yaoguang Scripture in an attempt to break through the Dao-Severing barrier.

The Immortal Second Realm Mighty Figure was divided into nine minor stages. He had long since reached the final stage and was revered as a Peak Mighty Figure. After that came Dao-Severing, when one became a King.

Yet the Eastern Wasteland was vast and rich in resources. In the past several thousand years, only the Divine Body of the Jiang Family had publicly Dao-Severed and become a King. Aside from him, no one else had managed it.

Dao-Severing was so difficult that even Peak Mighty Figures could be divided into several levels of strength.

"Peacock King, once these seven days are over, I'll take your life."

Li Daoqing thought of that old acquaintance from the Monster Race.

The other man was a peerless talent. Even alone, he could maneuver among many Sacred Lands and leave them helpless, all because he had established himself in the Seven Prohibitions realm.

Time flew.

To cultivators, seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

Fang Yang withdrew his divine sense from the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron. His eyes lingered on it, full of reluctance, and he found it hard to look away.

"Shall I let you look at it for a few more days?"

Seeing his expression, Li Daoqing asked with amusement.

"Would that be all right?"

Fang Yang asked sheepishly.

"No."

Li Daoqing refused without hesitation. He had only been teasing the younger man.

What a joke.

Even he had to negotiate with that lot whenever he wanted to use the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron. Giving you seven days was already more than generous.

Don't get greedy.

Fang Yang wasn't discouraged.

In those seven days, he had barely managed to memorize one ten-thousandth of the Dao patterns on the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron, but that would be enough to last him until the Immortal Platform Realm.

Fang Yang bid farewell to Li Daoqing, then left the Yaoguang Side Hall and flew toward his own cave abode on a rainbow.

On the mountainside, a young woman sat on a bluestone, rinsing her jade feet in the clear stream.

"Well, look who's back—the busy man."

When Weiwei saw Fang Yang land beside her, she opened with a teasing remark.

Fang Yang didn't take the little girl's jab to heart. He crouched down and sat on the cool bluestone, rolled up his trouser legs, took off his shoes, and put his feet in the stream as well.

As luck would have it, his feet were upstream from hers, so Weiwei was washing her feet in water he had already used.

"Senior Sister, how come you still haven't reached Dao Palace Grand Completion?"

Fang Yang casually tossed out a question to start a conversation.

"You!"

Weiwei flew into a rage, defeated by the double assault on her mind and body.

As the senior sister, her cultivation was weaker than her junior brother's.

That was undeniably embarrassing.

What was more, Fang Yang was the disciple she had brought to the Immortal Gate, setting him on the path of cultivation.

If he hadn't joined the Yao Guang Sacred Land, Weiwei would have been responsible for teaching him cultivation methods, making them master and disciple in all but name.

"Senior Sister's talent is poor. How could I compare to Junior Brother? In just a few short years, you've become a great cultivator of the Four Extremities Secret Realm and even won the title of Candidate Holy Son."

Weiwei suddenly realized something. Her feet, which she had been about to pull from the water, remained in the stream, washing away.

The moment she decided to give up, the whole world suddenly felt wide open.

So what if she couldn't measure up? Why did a senior sister have to be stronger than her junior brother?

That was discrimination!

Now her master had her back, and in the future, her junior brother would have her back. Who in the Yao Guang Sacred Land would dare pick on her?

Who said the Yao Guang Sacred Land wasn't a good place?

The Yao Guang Sacred Land was simply wonderful!