Source Technique Grandmaster

Holy City.

Tuoba Clan source technique prodigy Tuoba Chang publicly challenged Fang Yang, Yaoguang's Candidate Holy Son, staking one hundred thousand jin of Pure Source on a fair, just, and public source technique gambling match.

He would use this to prove that the Tuoba Family's source techniques were second to none.

Tuoba Sheng had lost simply because he was too incompetent. It had nothing to do with the Tuoba Family's source techniques.

The people of Holy City all assumed that Fang Yang was young and hot-blooded, and would surely accept the challenge. Unexpectedly, he sent out this response:

"A bunch of fools who believe every rumor they hear. Is the Tuoba Family incapable of finding the person behind the rumors, or are they afraid to go looking for trouble with them? Yet you dare come after me?"

"Do you think Yaoguang's Candidate Holy Son is easy to bully?"

"Answer me!"

"Got a problem with that?"

"My uncle-master is Li Daoqing!"

"Come after me again, and I'll go dig up your family's ancestral graves and scatter the ashes!"

"What sort of nobody is Tuoba Chang to think he can challenge me?"

"Send your ancestor!"

"If I'm in a good mood, I might even teach you the truth that there's always someone better and a higher sky beyond the sky. A pack of useless nobodies who aren't even Source Earth Masters, and you have the nerve to call yourselves an ancient source technique clan? What a disgrace."

The Holy City erupted.

Though it sounded like he was cursing the Tuoba Clan, in truth he had cursed every ancient source technique clan.

After all, these days, not a single family had a Source Earth Master.

Fang Yang's domineering words made many people resent him, but they also won him the admiration of many cultivators. Even within Yao Guang Sacred Land, a group of disciples emerged who hoped to follow him.

The strong were supposed to humiliate the weak without mercy!

What sort of standing did the Tuoba Clan have?

They thought they could cause trouble for Yaoguang's Candidate Holy Son?

Of course, Yao Guang Sacred Land wasn't united like an iron fortress. Li Rui, who had lost the position of Candidate Holy Son to Fang Yang, was the first to step forward and criticize him:

"Among the source technique clans are many respected elders. Tuoba Chang of the Tuoba Family acted improperly, but that doesn't mean you can tar everyone with the same brush."

"As Candidate Holy Son, Fang Yang should be thinking of how to benefit the Sacred Land. Instead, he keeps making enemies for it at every turn. He's clearly unworthy of his position!"

As for this—

Fang Yang wasn't a petty person.

He simply picked a time when he was free, returned to the Sacred Land through a Domain Gate, dragged Li Rui out of his cave abode, and beat him up. After that, he left him alone.

Of course, there were also some Supreme Elders who were on close terms with the source technique clans, as well as elders who hadn't obtained a Human Origin Fruit last time. They secretly exerted their influence, hoping to impeach Fang Yang and strip him of his position as Candidate Holy Son.

Fang Yang could do nothing about it.

But with Holy Lord of Yaoguang, his uncle-master, there was no way he would sit by and let Fang Yang lose his position as Candidate Holy Son.

"How good are your source techniques?"

Holy Lord of Yaoguang Li Daoqing hurried to the Stone Workshop and asked Fang Yang, looking rather troubled.

As Holy Lord of Yaoguang, he wielded immense authority. But when it came to the old fossils he had to address as uncle-master, even he found it hard to act.

The power represented by these ancient source technique clans was too vast and complicated. As long as they weren't openly targeting all of Yao Guang Sacred Land, Li Daoqing couldn't very well resort to force to purge the "traitors" within the Sacred Land.

"I can be called a grandmaster of my generation."

Fang Yang replied calmly.

"Is that true?"

Li Daoqing shouldn't have asked something like that, but he couldn't help himself.

How many years had Fang Yang been cultivating?

Even if he had been blessed with great fortune and obtained the Source Heaven Master's legacy, he couldn't possibly match those long-renowned source technique grandmasters in just a few short months.

Faced with his uncle-master's doubts, Fang Yang led him to the Heaven-Grade Stone Garden and said with a smile:

"Uncle-master, lend me one hundred thousand jin of Pure Source."

"All right."

Li Daoqing nodded. A faint anticipation stirred in his heart, though he felt it had no real basis, like a fragile bubble of false hope.

Fang Yang walked on, stopping from time to time, until at last he stood before a wondrous stone called Blazing Sun Stone. He carefully examined it with Source Heaven Divine Sense.

"Uncle-master, want to make a bet?"

"If what's inside is worth more than three hundred thousand jin of Pure Source, then you can forget about asking me to repay the one hundred thousand jin you lend me."

Fang Yang was even in the mood to fleece his own uncle-master.

"Fine. I'll take that bet!"

Seeing how confident Fang Yang was, Li Daoqing agreed without hesitation.

As Holy Lord of Yaoguang, he was hardly short of a hundred thousand jin of Source.

If Fang Yang really had this level of source technique skill, he would gladly give him that hundred thousand jin.

At that, Fang Yang got straight to work.

He split open the Blazing Sun Stone with swift, clean cuts. A miniature sun rose into the sky, shining in every direction!

"Divine Source?"

"A Divine Source the size of a human head!"

Li Daoqing was delighted.

A Divine Source the size of a human head was worth five hundred thousand jin of Pure Source. It was also something one could want but not buy; no fool would trade it for five hundred thousand jin of Pure Source.

To a peerless Holy Lord, Pure Source was just a pile of rocks with little use.

But Divine Source was another matter.

"Ahem, Fang Yang, your uncle-master hasn't treated you badly, has he?"

By now, Li Daoqing believed what Fang Yang had said: that he was already a source technique grandmaster.

"You haven't."

Fang Yang hesitated for a long while before answering carefully.

"The old grandmaster of the Tuoba Clan has colluded with some elders within the Sacred Land to spread rumors that are very damaging to you."

"But they haven't actually done anything, and too many people are involved. Since you have this level of source technique skill, go defeat Grandmaster Tuoba."

Li Daoqing raised the stakes, hoping to draw out Fang Yang's potential.

In truth, as long as Fang Yang displayed source technique skill on the level of an ordinary grandmaster, that would be enough to silence the old fossils in Yao Guang Sacred Land.

The source technique grandmasters of other forces, and the future Source Earth Masters and Source Heaven Masters of their own force, would surely make a more sensible choice.

Hey!

Uncle-master, you should've said so sooner!

I thought you were trying to steal my Divine Source.

Fang Yang let out a sigh of relief.

He had already planned to have a hearty source technique contest with a source technique grandmaster and see if he could gain any Fate Points from it.

What Li Daoqing had said suited him perfectly.

"How could your nephew refuse?"

He clasped his fists and accepted the task.

The next day, with Li Daoqing's intervention,

word of Fang Yang's challenge to Grandmaster Tuoba spread throughout Holy City, reaching everyone's ears.

At the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, inside a Heavenly Palace.

"Yao Guang Sacred Land is going too far!"

"How can some brat think he's fit to challenge me?"

The old grandmaster of the Tuoba Family glared and stroked his beard, slamming the table in anger.

"Brother Tuoba, this is the Holy Lord of Yaoguang's idea. Perhaps that brat Fang Yang really can defeat you in source techniques!"

"Hahaha!"

The Grandmaster of the Nangong Clan joked, making the several grandmasters of the source technique clans present burst into laughter.

A mere brat in his teens possessing the skill of a source technique grandmaster was indeed a hilarious thought.

"I have no choice. I'll just have to go play along, and maybe uncover a treasure while I'm at it to show what I'm worth. Otherwise, I'm afraid the old fossils of Yao Guang Sacred Land won't want to help me again."

The old grandmaster of the Tuoba Family gave a bitter laugh.

The source technique clans might sound impressive, but in truth they were marginal figures, currying favor with every major force.

Unless... they became Source Heaven Masters.