Golden Stone Gall

Inside the secret chamber.

On the stone table.

A Golden Stone Gall, freshly unearthed, had just been cut by Fang Yang from the raw stone material brought by Weiwei.

An alluring fragrance permeated the air.

Fang Yang and Weiwei stared at each other, eyes wide, unsure whether they were looking at one another or the Golden Stone Gall on the table.

"What is this?"

Weiwei resisted the temptation of the Golden Stone Gall, stopping herself from swallowing it in one gulp. On one hand, she had promised to share thirty percent with Fang Yang; on the other, she had no idea what the object was.

What if it were something highly toxic?

"The Source Technique inheritance I obtained contains records of this item..."

Fang Yang recognized the Golden Stone Gall, his throat turning dry.

A gall hidden within stone—this was a rare treasure of immense utility for Source Technique cultivation.

Stone Galls are greyish-white at birth, gradually maturing until they reach the next stage and turn purple, at which point their value becomes comparable to a Human Origin Fruit.

Should a purple Stone Gall progress further, it transforms into a Golden Stone Gall, its value beyond measure. The Source Earth Master who penned the Source Technique Treasure Record had never seen a Golden Stone Gall in his entire life, which spoke to the rarity of such a divine object.

A fully mature Golden Stone Gall was enough to grant a Source Technique practitioner a divine eye from scratch, allowing them to pierce through the outer layers of stone and glimpse the treasures hidden within.

The Golden Stone Gall before Fang Yang was not yet fully mature, but it had gestated for nearly half its cycle. Had it not been selected by Weiwei and cut open by him, it might have reached full maturity in tens of thousands of years.

"Half for each of us."

Upon hearing Fang Yang explain the effects of the Golden Stone Gall, Weiwei spoke without hesitation.

Even among divine eyes, there were distinctions in rank.

She possessed an innate Immortal Spirit Eye, which was far superior to this acquired Source Technique divine eye. She only needed to cultivate slowly in the future to allow her Immortal Spirit Eye to undergo successive transformations.

Fang Yang, on the other hand, needed the Golden Stone Gall far more than she did.

Facing Weiwei's kindness, Fang Yang was momentarily at a loss for how to react.

To say he didn't want it would be a lie.

Since that was the case...

He would gift the Source Technique Treasure Record to Weiwei, which could be considered a return for half of this Golden Stone Gall.

"Senior Sister, I shall impart a secret technique to you."

Fang Yang said with a solemn expression.

The Source Technique Treasure Record was no ordinary inheritance. After such a long time of contemplation and practice, he could tell that the Source Earth Master who wrote it was, in all likelihood, truly only one step away from becoming a Source Heaven Master.

Of course, that one step was often a chasm as wide as heaven and earth.

Yet, this Source Technique Treasure Record was definitely stronger than the inheritances of most Source Technique families within the Holy City.

Weiwei possessed the Immortal Spirit Eye and had been able to pick out the Golden Stone Gall without ever having practiced Source Technique; after practicing the Source Technique Treasure Record, she would surely be like a tiger granted wings.

Just as Fang Yang did not refuse the Golden Stone Gall, Weiwei did not refuse the Source Technique Treasure Record.

"The key to the Source Heaven Divine Sense is..."

Fang Yang focused on explaining the Source Heaven Divine Sense to Weiwei, the most crucial secret technique within the Source Technique Treasure Record.

Once the Source Heaven Divine Sense was cultivated to perfection, it could transform into the Source Heaven Divine Eye, signaling that the Source Technique practitioner had truly entered the fold and had one foot across the threshold into the realm of a Source Earth Master.

Fang Yang gently sliced the Golden Stone Gall, opening a small gap. The fragrant aroma in the air grew increasingly intense, making one's mouth water.

"The bile of a Stone Gall is incredibly bitter, and consuming it provides little effect. Only by dripping it into your eyes and circulating the Source Heaven Divine Sense to digest it can you unleash its maximum potential."

Fang Yang divided the bile into two portions. After handing one to Weiwei, he dripped his own into his eyes without hesitation, setting an example for her.

The moment the bile entered his eyes, a burning, stinging sensation erupted, as if hundreds of ants were crawling and biting at his eyeballs.

He endured the intense pain, his expression remaining unchanged.

"It doesn't look that painful."

Seeing Fang Yang so calm, Weiwei mistakenly thought the records in the Source Technique Treasure Record were exaggerated. Without hesitation, she dripped the bile into her eyes.

Pain!

Weiwei's delicate face twisted, her eyes burning like fire. She hurriedly circulated the Source Heaven Divine Sense, but it was like adding fuel to the flames; while it enhanced the effect, it also amplified the pain.

She let out a soft cry.

An incense stick of time passed. Fang Yang opened his eyes, rays of light flashing within them, and electricity crackled in the empty room.

The moment the Source Heaven Divine Sense was activated, he could perceive the fine dust in the air and the stone marrow within the earth; he had already reached the realm of Great Completion.

From here on, the cultivation of the Source Heaven Divine Sense was the process of forging a pair of Source Heaven Divine Eyes. Once cultivated to perfection, it would signify that the Source Heaven Divine Eye had fully taken form.

"With my current Source Heaven Divine Sense, as long as I cultivate for a while longer, I can call myself a Source Technique Master. If I put in a little more effort, I will be able to catch up to those renowned Source Technique Grandmasters."

Fang Yang's genius aptitude could also be brought to bear in the path of Source Technique. Now that the most time-consuming Source Heaven Divine Sense had reached Great Completion, the remaining secret techniques held no difficulty for him at all.

Deep into the night.

Fang Yang sealed the secret chamber, layering Dao patterns thick enough to shroud any manifestation of phenomena, ensuring nothing would be detected from the outside.

He brought out the Demon Fetus.

This stone, known as the Demon Fetus, was perfectly spherical; it did not look like a natural formation, but rather something crafted by human hands.

Precisely because of this, this rare stone, which once commanded an astronomical price of hundreds of thousands, had plummeted to a mere 120,000 catties of Pure Source after a certain master of Source Technique declared it impossible to contain any rare treasure.

It was thanks to that master of Source Technique that Fang Yang was able to acquire this Demon Fetus for the price of only a single Human Origin Fruit.

Fang Yang activated his Source Heaven Divine Sense.

His divine sense, which had been hit-or-miss in the past and even prone to being misled, could now faintly perceive the small Qilin sleeping within this strange stone that even the master of Source Technique could not fathom.

Even if this was partly because Fang Yang already knew the seed of the Qilin Immortal Medicine was hidden inside, allowing him to rule out many false possibilities, it still demonstrated the miraculous effect of the Golden Stone Gall and the formidable power of his current Source Heaven Divine Sense.

Because of this, Fang Yang had the confidence to catch up to the masters of Source Technique from the ancient Source Technique clans in a short period of time.

Facing the Demon Fetus, Fang Yang could have cut out the Qilin Immortal Medicine seed using his hand as a blade alone.

However, out of respect for the immortal medicine, he drew the Supreme Emperor Sword and unleashed the Imperial Dragon Qi, tearing through the stone shell of the Demon Fetus.

Revealed within was a Qilin that looked like a celestial being descended to the world; though it was not even the size of a fist, it was already breathing in and out the essence of heaven and earth on its own.

"Qilin Immortal Medicine..."

Fang Yang took out a handful of Divine Spring water and poured it over the Qilin Immortal Medicine seed.

To the naked eye, the seed showed no change.

Yet, under his Source Heaven Divine Sense, he could observe the Qilin Immortal Medicine seed slowly absorbing the life essence within the Divine Spring, beginning to accumulate the strength to break its shell and sprout.

"At this rate, even after several decades, I wouldn't see the day this immortal medicine grows a tender shoot."

Fang Yang hesitated, but in the end, he did not manifest the Heaven-Reaching Creation Dew to use on the Qilin Immortal Medicine seed.

Immortal medicines possess their own spirituality.

With his current means, if he were to nurture the Qilin Immortal Medicine, he feared that a good thing might turn into a disaster.

In short.

He was afraid that the immortal medicine, once in his hands, would simply fly away.