Blood Diamond

Yao Guang Side Hall.

Fang Yang arrived here alone, guided by a maidservant of the side hall into this palace belonging to the Holy Lord of Yaoguang.

The moment he stepped through the door.

He saw a massive black cauldron. Its surface was as smooth as silk, yet upon closer inspection, one could faintly discern inscriptions invisible to the naked eye.

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

It was the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron, said to have been forged through the tempering of dozens of Sages and the sacrifice of two Great Sages before it could come into existence.

"Not bad!"

The Holy Lord of Yaoguang, Li Daoqing, stood beside the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron. Even with his status as a supreme Holy Lord, he still appeared insignificant before this Extreme Emperor Weapon.

"Li Rui's strength is barely in the upper-middle tier among the Candidate Holy Sons. That you could easily defeat him right after your breakthrough has far exceeded my expectations."

"However, the Yaoguang Holy Son is very strong and has been cultivating for many years. You have only just begun your cultivation journey; it would not be too late to challenge him after you reach the Great Perfection of the Four Extremities Realm."

The Holy Lord of Yaoguang spoke in as tactful a tone as possible.

Facing the youngest disciple of his own junior brother, he truly could not bring himself to speak harshly to prevent him from getting carried away after defeating Li Rui and immediately challenging the Yaoguang Holy Son.

The Yaoguang Holy Son was no simple character.

Li Daoqing had only met him a few times, yet he could already discern the aura of the old monsters from the Ruthless Lineage upon him.

He must be practicing the Indestructible Heavenly Art!

"This nephew understands."

Fang Yang nodded in agreement.

Li Daoqing's words aligned perfectly with his own intentions.

The Purple Qi Coming from the East phenomenon had yet to be mastered.

He had only just begun to touch upon the Sun Emperor Fist.

His strength still had vast room for improvement.

Why go up against the Yaoguang Holy Son now?

"This is a Blood Diamond, a holy material your master asked me to find for you. Take it to refine your weapon of enlightenment; it can be considered not letting down your natural talent."

As Li Daoqing spoke, he produced a rough embryo of Blood Diamond that had been pre-shaped, identical in style to the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron.

The Blood Diamond cauldron stood half a meter tall, its body translucent like the evening glow, magnificent and breathtaking.

Fang Yang was truly stunned.

Blood Diamond belonged to the Nine Heavens Divine Jade series and was a precious material capable of refining holy weapons.

With such a large rough embryo refined from Blood Diamond, it would be no problem at all for it to grow into a holy weapon in the future.

"Uncle-Master, this item is too precious..."

Fang Yang declined.

His ambitions were higher.

Even such divine material capable of refining holy weapons could not be combined with his divine-patterned cauldron to become his future weapon of enlightenment.

The cautionary tale of Great Emperor Hengyu lay before him.

If the material of the weapon of enlightenment is insufficient, one will fall short at the final hurdle after attaining the Dao, resulting in nothing more than a top-tier quasi-emperor weapon.

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

Fang Yang would rather not refine a weapon of enlightenment at all than incorporate such holy material, only to face the trouble of replacing his weapon after attaining the Dao.

Besides.

Relying on a weapon of enlightenment to fight enemies was a matter for the very late stages.

Before the weapon of enlightenment had woven together its own Dao and principles, it was at best a handy tool, far inferior to using a Great Power-level weapon in combat.

"Your Uncle-Master has plenty of assets; this piece of Blood Diamond is nothing. If I tell you to take it, then take it—don't be so long-winded."

Li Daoqing waved his hand, appearing calm and indifferent on the surface, while his heart bled internally.

If not for the fact that Fang Yang was Li Daoming's disciple.

If not for the fact that Fang Yang's talent was truly extraordinary.

He would never have brought out this Blood Diamond, let alone personally helped shape it, waiting only for the boy to integrate his divine patterns to initially forge a weapon of enlightenment.

"Many thanks, Uncle-Master!"

Fang Yang did not decline again.

If he was to take it, he would take it.

At worst, he could refine this Blood Diamond into a separate weapon and simply not use it as his weapon of enlightenment.

Next, with Li Daoqing's assistance, Fang Yang was able to approach the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron to record the Dao patterns of this Extreme Emperor Weapon with his divine sense.

"You only have seven days."

After finishing his sentence, Li Daoqing paid no further mind to Fang Yang, instead finding a prayer mat to sit upon, where he began to contemplate the Yaoguang Scripture in an attempt to break through the Dao-Severing barrier.

The Immortal Second Realm Mighty Figure is divided into nine minor steps; he had long since reached the final one, earning him the title of Peak Mighty Figure, with the next stage being to sever the Dao and become a King.

However, the Eastern Wasteland is vast and rich in resources, yet for thousands of years, only that Divine Body from the Jiang Family had openly severed the Dao to become a King; beyond that, not a single person had managed to do so.

The Dao-Severing barrier is so formidable that even among Peak Mighty Figures, there are distinct levels of strength.

"Peacock King, once these seven days are up, I shall come to take your life."

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

The man was brilliant and talented, capable of maneuvering between numerous Sacred Lands all on his own, leaving them helpless, all because he stood within the Seven Prohibitions domain.

Time flew by.

For a cultivator, seven days is but the blink of an eye.

Fang Yang withdrew his divine sense from the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron, his gaze still lingering with reluctance, unable to tear itself away.

"Would you like to look for a few more days?"

Seeing his expression, Li Daoqing asked with a hint of amusement.

"Would that be appropriate?"

Fang Yang asked, feeling embarrassed.

"It would not."

Li Daoqing refused decisively; that previous remark had merely been to tease a junior.

What a joke.

Even he had to negotiate with that group of fellows just to use the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron; granting him seven days was already giving him plenty of face.

One should not be insatiable.

Fang Yang was not discouraged.

In these seven days, he had managed to memorize one ten-thousandth of the Dao patterns on the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron, which was enough to last him until the Immortal Platform Realm.

Fang Yang bid farewell to Li Daoqing, then left the Yaoguang Side Hall, riding a rainbow toward his own cave dwelling.

Halfway up the mountain, a young girl sat on a blue stone, washing her jade-like feet in the clear stream water.

"Yo, the busy man has returned."

Seeing Fang Yang land beside her, Weiwei spoke with a teasing tone.

Fang Yang did not lower himself to the level of a young girl; he squatted down on the cool blue stone, rolled up his pant legs, took off his shoes, and placed his own feet into the stream.

Coincidentally, his feet were upstream, leaving Weiwei to wash her feet in the water he had used.

"Senior Sister, why haven't you reached the Great Perfection of the Dao Palace Realm yet?"

Fang Yang said casually, picking a topic to start a conversation.

"You!"

Weiwei was so annoyed she became angry, defeated by the dual assault on her spirit and body.

To be a Senior Sister yet have a lower cultivation level than one's Junior Brother.

This was undoubtedly embarrassing.

Moreover, Fang Yang was a disciple she had personally led into the immortal gate, setting him on the path of cultivation.

If not for joining the Yao Guang Sacred Land, Weiwei would have been responsible for teaching Fang Yang techniques, possessing the reality of a master and disciple.

"Senior Sister's aptitude is poor, how could I compare to Junior Brother, who became a great cultivator of the Four Extremities Secret Realm in just a few short years and even won the status of Candidate Holy Son."

Weiwei suddenly realized something, and the feet she had intended to pull away remained washing in the stream.

Once the thought of giving up arose, the world suddenly felt vast.

If I can't compare, then I can't compare; why must a Senior Sister be stronger than her Junior Brother?

This is discrimination!

Now I have Master to protect me, and in the future, I will have Junior Brother to protect me; who else in the Yao Guang Sacred Land would be blind enough to provoke me?

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

This Yao Guang Sacred Land is simply wonderful!