Heaven-Reaching Creation Dew

The card pool shook.

Clatter!

Eight white, one green, one purple.

Clatter!

Seven white, two green, one blue.

Clatter!

Nine white, one red.

Fang Yang automatically skipped the white cards and examined the remaining six:

[Wood Molar Crystal (Green)]

[Marine Six Styles (Green)]

[80,000-Year-Old Strange Velvet Sky-Reaching Chrysanthemum (Green)]

[Mortal Body Origin (Blue)]

[Flame of Living Beings (Purple)]

[Heaven-Reaching Creation Dew (Red)]

"Heaven-Reaching Creation Dew?"

Fang Yang could not hide his excitement. He focused his mind and looked at its detailed description.

[Heaven-Reaching Creation Dew (Red)]

[Description: A mysterious liquid produced within the Heaven-Holding Bottle, containing the Laws of Time, capable of accelerating plant growth and other effects.]

Inside the deep red card, a small cluster of green liquid looked unremarkable. If not for the ornate red patterns adorning the exterior, no one would be able to tell how precious it truly was.

The Laws of Time—even among the Ancient Emperors and Great Emperors, very few have mastered them. Carefree Heavenly Venerate, who created the Movement Character Secret, had only just barely stepped into the domain of time.

Fang Yang pondered two ways to use the Heaven-Reaching Creation Dew.

One was to ripen Undying Medicine.

Undying Medicine typically takes about five thousand years to produce fruit.

If there was enough of this Heaven-Reaching Creation Dew, it might be possible to force the growth of an Undying Medicine fruit in a very short time.

The other method was to save it for the future, waiting until he possessed sufficient ability to attempt to decipher the Laws of Time contained within the dew.

The path of time was a Great Dao universal across all heavens and myriad worlds. If he could use this to gain entry, the value of this green liquid would be immeasurable.

"I have neither Undying Medicine in my hands nor the ability to comprehend the Laws of Time for the time being. I had better take things one step at a time."

Fang Yang set the Heaven-Reaching Creation Dew aside for now, abandoning the thought of manifesting it to experiment.

If he remembered correctly, Heaven-Reaching Creation Dew would naturally dissipate. Until he had the ability to utilize it, it was better to keep it stored within the card.

Next...

[Flame of Living Beings (Purple)]

[Description: Ranked fifth on the Exotic Flame Ranking, possessing powerful vitality, capable of ripening medicinal herbs and extending lifespan.]

"Good stuff. A purple-quality Exotic Flame. If I refine it into my Dao Palace Secret Realm, it might allow the Five Elements Divine Light to undergo a trace of innate transformation."

With the Five Elements Divine Light to harmonize the five elements, Fang Yang was not worried that the introduction of an Exotic Flame would cause an imbalance in his Dao Palace.

Instead, he was more concerned with whether an Exotic Flame—a treasure born of heaven and earth—could help the Five Elements Divine Light transform into an innate state.

Innate Five Elements Divine Light was comparable in quality to the Primordial Sacred Light, and it could better stimulate the potential of the Dao Palace Secret Realm.

[Mortal Body Origin (Blue)]

[Description: The origin of a mortal cultivator at the Four Extremities Realm.]

There was nothing much to say about this.

"Fuse for me!"

With a thought from Fang Yang, the blue card merged into his body, elevating his foundational origin.

The entire process was as gentle as spring rain, without any abnormalities, yet he could feel his internal origin slightly enhanced, driving the potential for further growth in both of his secret realms.

The Five Elements Divine Light reflected this change most clearly, having strengthened by about ten percent.

[80,000-Year-Old Strange Velvet Sky-Reaching Chrysanthemum (Green)]

"Eighty thousand years and it's still green quality?"

Fang Yang was speechless.

In Shrouding the Heavens, any medicinal herb that could grow for eighty thousand years would be called a Medicine King, capable of adding several hundred years of lifespan to a Saint.

What kind of trash was this Strange Velvet Sky-Reaching Chrysanthemum?

The remaining [Wood Molar Crystal (Green)] and [Marine Six Styles (Green)] were not worth a second glance from Fang Yang.

Immediately, he began to refine the Flame of Living Beings.

Some time ago, the refinement of the Mysterious Yellow Flame and the Yin Yang Twin Flames had not strained Fang Yang, consuming only a portion of his Dao power and divine energy.

Now, refining the Flame of Living Beings—which was of higher quality but lacked the explosive volatility of ordinary exotic flames—he felt entirely confident.

The next day, as Fang Yang stepped out of the stone house, he saw his martial uncle, Li Daoqing, waiting outside, watching him intently.

"Greetings, Martial Uncle!"

He trotted forward a few steps to pay his respects.

"Though you possess a mortal body, your fortune is truly remarkable to have obtained the secret techniques of the Sun Holy Emperor."

Li Daoqing looked at his nephew, feeling that his junior brother had truly struck gold; a single trip out had yielded not only an Immortal Spirit Eye but also such a gifted disciple.

Cultivation was not solely about one's constitution.

Insight and fortune were sometimes even more important than innate talent.

Fang Yang had been traveling for less than half a year, yet he had not only found the Mysterious Yellow Qi—something even mighty experts struggled to obtain—to forge a precious cauldron, but had also acquired the Sun Emperor Fist of the Sun Holy Emperor.

To call this the potential of a Great Emperor might be an exaggeration.

But to say that his nephew Fang Yang had the potential to become a Saint was no overstatement at all.

"Be careful while traveling; the fact that you possess the Sun Emperor Fist may invite the covetous eyes of others."

"Furthermore, the Dragon Transformation Realm bandit you killed yesterday was a younger son of the Tenth Great Bandit, Sun Tianyun..."

As he spoke, Li Daoqing produced a Mystic Jade Platform.

"This is a Mystic Jade Platform I refined specifically for you. Once activated, it can instantly transport you five thousand miles away; it cannot be blocked by anything short of King-level formation patterns."

"Many thanks, Martial Uncle!"

Fang Yang did not stand on ceremony and accepted it respectfully.

This was the benefit of having a background.

As long as one demonstrated equivalent value, all manner of protective measures and cultivation resources would be provided immediately.

With this custom-made Mystic Jade Platform from Li Daoqing, his ability to preserve his life had risen to a new level.

"Cultivate well. I look forward to the day you become the Yaoguang Holy Son."

Leaving those words behind, Li Daoqing drifted away.

Half a day later.

"Junior Brother, it's time to go."

Weiwei and Yao Xi had already agreed to travel to the Holy City with Fang Yang, and they arrived outside his stone house to knock.

"Coming."

Fang Yang responded, pushing open the stone door to step out, his black Daoist robe snapping in the strong wind.

Having finished refining the Flame of Living Beings, his Dao Palace Secret Realm had gained a profound foundation, and his lifespan had increased by nearly a hundred years; he felt entirely renewed.

His eyes were bright and piercing, brimming with vitality, and his temperament was extraordinary, like a towering tree in full growth.

"It seems you have gained much from this seclusion, Junior Brother!"

Yao Xi's beautiful eyes sparkled, and noticing Weiwei's slightly flushed face, she added with a meaningful tone.

"Indeed, the progress is not insignificant."

Fang Yang nodded and said:

"I wonder if Senior Sister would be willing to offer some pointers?"

Defeating Hua Yunfei, even without him using his full strength, had yielded one thousand points of Fate.

Even if Yao Xi were not quite on par with Hua Yunfei, she might still provide a four-digit sum of Fate.

"You don't challenge the Yaoguang Holy Son, yet you wish to challenge me? Could it be that you want to become the Yaoguang Holy Maiden instead?"

"I wouldn't mind giving up this position, but those old fossils would likely never agree to such a thing."

Yao Xi joked, politely declining the request.

Why would she want to fight Fang Yang?

The sheer strength of his physical body and the Sun Emperor Fist, which had felt like a scorching sun hanging in the sky that day, remained fresh in her memory.

There was no benefit to winning.

And if she lost, where would she put her face as the Holy Maiden?