NABC Chapter 53 Dao 1 Stone Workshop Gambling on the Source King's Lineage
Chapter 53 Dao 1 Stone Workshop Gambling on the Source King's Lineage
"No."
Wei Yi's voice was crisp and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.
"The Devouring Heaven Demon Art devours all kinds of physiques to evolve into a chaotic body... The sins committed are too heavy!"
The old man raised his withered palm and pressed it forward. A nearly transparent burst of energy rippled out, shattering all the pebbles on the steps into powder.
Li Xian did not answer.
He sat on the steps, looking down at his hands. The sins of killing?
Moonlight seeped in through the gaps in the eaves, cutting streaks of light across the ground.
Wei Yi waited for a moment, but received no response. He sighed softly, turned around, and walked back to the bluestone.
"Go to sleep. Think things through tomorrow and put away those unrealistic ideas. Your source techniques are good, so just focus on gambling on stones and accumulating resources. Taking the proper path to break through to the Four Extremes is a million times more reliable than some Devouring Heaven Demon Art."
The old man's voice faded into the distance.
Li Xian remained seated, motionless all night.
He wasn't struggling with it.
Dilemmas are for those who have no answers.
He has the answer.
Wei Yi is right, the Devouring Heaven Demon Art is a dead end.
But he didn't know that this was a golden age, a time of great upheaval and unprecedented prosperity...
Even if all the most promising young supreme beings in history were gathered together, they wouldn't be able to survive the dark turmoil two hundred years later.
"Starting with a mortal body, slaying supreme beings amidst the dark turmoil, becoming an emperor after five hundred years—the path of the Chaotic Body is unavoidable!"
'This information, from an omniscient perspective, gave me a clear direction.'
The only problem is—don't die on the way.
The east is turning white.
Li Xian stood up.
He brushed the dust off his robe and walked toward the bluestone.
Wei Yi closed his eyes and breathed evenly, as if he were really asleep.
"Old Wei, I'm leaving."
The old man didn't even lift his eyelids: "Where to?"
"Every major stone workshop."
Li Xian said calmly, "Cut stones to earn resources."
"You'll leave once you've made enough money?"
"Once you've made enough money, you can break through."
Li Xian paused for a moment, then said, "Perhaps... I can bring back a few good herbs for Elder Wei."
Wei Yi finally opened his eyes and looked at him for a while.
Then he shook his head, a helpless smile tugging at the corners of his dry lips:
"Young man, the elixir of immortality isn't something you can just cut off as you please. Go on."
Li Xian bowed respectfully.
He turned and stepped out of the Tianxuan Ruins.
Behind him, Wei Yi watched him leave, a faint light flashing in his cloudy old eyes before fading away.
He leaned back against the bluestone.
He muttered something that no one could hear.
……
North Street of the Holy City, Dao Yi Stone Archway.
Dao Yi Holy Land is not considered top-tier in the Northern Region, but Shifang has been operating for four thousand years and has a rich heritage. The ordinary area is open to the public, while the top-tier area requires an invitation or a huge deposit to enter.
Li Xian knew perfectly well—
The most valuable items in Dao Yi Stone Archway are the nine-aperture stone figure and the incomplete humanoid elixir of immortality.
What he needs is divine inspiration.
A large amount of divine energy.
The purple divine gall lies in the sea of bitterness.
In the original novel, Ye Fan used more than 2,000 catties of divine source to accelerate the ripening process, which is equivalent to 2 million catties of pure source.
Li Xian is still short of 1,200 jin of divine source.
After ripening with artificial methods.
His Source Art will undergo a qualitative change—
Stepping from a Source Master into a Dragon Seeker, one can thoroughly understand the sealed network within the Source Stone, laying the foundation for later cutting out the Elixir of Immortality and the Primordial Divine Medicine.
'First, earn enough Divine Source difference in the first few districts, then aim for the top-tier industrial parks later.'
"Take it slow. Don't pull out the elixir of immortality right away and draw all the attention of the Holy City."
In front of the stone archway.
Crowds of people.
Li Xian's eyebrows twitched slightly.
Not right.
Daoyi Stone Archway is usually bustling, but it shouldn't be so congested at the street entrance.
Whispers rose and fell among the crowd.
"Have you heard? A madman went in and caused trouble, threatening to gamble away the Holy Maiden of Dao Yi!"
"Where did this madman come from? How dare he trample on the reputation of the Dao Yi Holy Land?"
"Hey, what do you know? It's said that the grandson of one of the thirteen great bandits of the Northern Region is here to challenge us, bringing with him the legacy of the Source King lineage. The people of Dao Yi have been holding back for a long time, not daring to make a move."
Upon hearing the words "the lineage of the Source King," Li Xian paused slightly.
'Descendants of the Great Bandit, inheritors of the Source King.'
That's interesting, but it has nothing to do with me.
He bypassed the crowd and entered the neighborhood through a side door.
The first eight zones are filled with a dazzling array of stones and a refreshing, pungent aroma.
As Li Xian walked, he secretly pressed his palm against the stone shelf beside him, silently activating the Origin Heaven Remnant Technique to quickly identify the objects.
Third Zone – None.
The fifth zone—two plots of mixed-color heterogeneous species—is not worth it.
In the seventh park, a fist-sized gray stone caught his attention. It contained a very faint divine aura, but it was naturally sealed and encased by the stone's outer layer, making it completely undetectable to the untrained eye.
Li Xian bought the gray stone without making a sound.
Twelve jin of ordinary source.
move on.
Entrance to the Ninth Park.
Four burly men with dark faces stood blocking the middle of the passage, each possessing cultivation levels of the Fourth Extreme Realm, exuding an arrogant aura.
Behind them stood a young man with a cynical smile on his lips.
The shop assistant from Dao Yi Stone Workshop stood aside, his face ashen, but dared not step forward.
"stop."
The burly man in the lead raised his thick arm.
He blocked Li Xian's way and looked him up and down.
"Want to get to the back? You'll have to get past us first."
Li Xian stopped.
"What level?"
"Gambling on jade stones".
The burly man grinned. "Each side selects three stones. Whoever cuts out the most valuable item wins. The loser's cut item goes to the winner, plus an additional 5,000 catties of Pure Essence. Our little ancestor is choosing stones in the back. If you don't have the guts, turn right and go out the door."
Li Xian glanced at the young man behind him.
They were dressed in luxurious clothes.
A jade pendant hangs from her waist.
Arrogant demeanor but steady movements—
They certainly have the air of bandits' offspring, having been tasting blood since childhood, and have nothing to fear.
"They stopped me to fish for money, using gambling to earn Originium. The descendants of the Origin King lineage are the bookmakers, and their chances of winning are extremely high."
But they ran into me.
"Get out of the way."
Li Xian said.
The burly man's face darkened.
"Hey kid, didn't you hear me? Jade gambling—"
"Let him in."
A clear voice rang out from behind the crowd.
The crowd automatically parted to form a passage.
Yao Yuekong, the young master of the Heavenly Demon Palace, walked out with his hands behind his back.
He wore a long silver-white robe, his hair was tied up with a tall crown, and his eyes were filled with strange blue pupils. His aura as a great demon was not concealed at all.
Yao Yuekong walked forward with a smile, put her hand on Li Xian's shoulder, and acted as intimately as if they had known each other for ten years:
"What a coincidence, you've also come to Daoyi Stone Workshop?"
He turned to look at the four burly men, his smile unchanged, but his tone had turned colder:
"This is a distinguished guest of my Heavenly Demon Palace. Please do me a favor."
The burly man at the head of the group pulled out a piece of dough.
His gaze swept back and forth between Yao Yuekong and Li Xian twice.
Heavenly Demon Palace.
These three words carry more weight in the Northern Region than all the people present combined.
But the young man in brocade robes behind the burly man stepped forward, lightly waved his folding fan, and spoke with a grin:
"We must give face to the young master of the Heavenly Demon Palace. But rules are rules. I've set up a betting scheme, and I can't let someone go in with a blank IOU."
He looked at Li Xian.
His gaze held scrutiny and arrogance.
"Unless—this friend accepts my bet. Three stones will decide the winner. We have the gambling techniques of the Yuanwang lineage, so we're not afraid of your dissatisfaction. If you lose, you'll pay 5,000 catties of pure source material; if you win… you can enter any park you like."
Yao Yuekong turned her head and glanced at Li Xian.
That glance was quick, yet it held a hint of inquiry—
He wanted to see if this rogue cultivator who had extracted divine source from the ruins of Tianxuan was just lucky or truly capable.
"I'll help you get rid of them."
Yao Yuekong spoke casually, but left room for interpretation in his words.
Li Xian looked at the young man in the brocade robe.
I glanced again at the open gate of the Ninth Zone.
'The lineage of the Source King... their source techniques are indeed not weak, but they are not core successors; at most, they are at the level of source masters and dragon seekers.'
Five thousand catties of pure source is not much, but it can make up for part of the shortage of divine source.
Li Xian withdrew her gaze.
Yao Yuekong shook his head slightly.
"Need not."
He stepped forward and looked at the young man in the brocade robe.
"I'll take the bet."
"Let me repeat the rules."
The young man in the brocade robe's eyes lit up, and he snapped his folding fan shut:
"Each side enters the park and selects three stones. The stones are cut open in public, and the side whose total value is higher wins. All the stones cut by the loser belong to the winner, plus an additional 5,000 catties of pure mineral oil."
"Can."
Li Xian nodded and turned to walk towards the Ninth Park.
He walked at a leisurely pace, as if he were going to the market to buy vegetables.
Yao Yuekong leaned against the stone pillar, watching his back with great interest.
A servant from the Heavenly Demon Palace beside him asked in a low voice:
"Young Master, can this person be trusted?"
Yao Yuekong casually said:
"Just watch."
In the ninth park, thousands of stones are arranged on both sides.
Li Xian and the young man in brocade robes stepped in at the same time, back to back, each choosing a stone.
Beside the young man in brocade robes was an old man with half-closed eyes. His withered fingers gently brushed across the surface of the stone, nodding or shaking his head from time to time—this was the source-finding method of the Source King lineage, using fingers instead of eyes to sense the subtle fluctuations inside the source stone.
Li Xian squatted down, placing his right palm on the ground.
The Remnant Technique of the Origin Heaven is activated.
The direction of the earth's veins, the sinking of air currents, and the patterns left in the stone over thousands of years unfolded slowly in his perception like a three-dimensional perspective view.
After an incense stick has burned.
Li Xian stood up, and three stones were placed in front of him.
A gray pebble, a black stone covered in cracks, and a brown boulder about half a person's height with a rough surface like a withered tree.
The three pieces together cost him less than 200 jin of raw materials.
Snickers came from the crowd of onlookers.
"That's it? You call this selecting stones?"
"It looks like it was picked up from a garbage dump."
The young man in the brocade robe had also chosen three pieces.
Each piece is warm and lustrous, with a faint trace of its original energy, making it extremely appealing.
He glanced at the three ugly stones in front of Li Xian, unfolded his folding fan, and smiled brightly.
"Brother, would you like to make some changes? I can give you another incense stick's time."
Li Xian didn't even lift his eyelids:
"Where is the source?"