Shrouding the Heavens

A being once deemed to surpass deities had indeed appeared in history, and now his only offspring was about to emerge! The mystery and terror of the egg were plain for all to see; it would surely birth a great powerhouse. The more those present thought about it, the more terrifying it seemed.

There were a total of seven strange black stones, all Stone Kings. Three had been sealed, the Ancient King had taken one away, and the monkey was daily feeding one with his vital blood essence at the Immortal Pool.

Now, only two remained, both equally mysterious, leaving many experts and cultivators helpless.

One of the Stone Kings had layers of patterns resembling greenish-brown feathers. People from the Source Technique ancient family collectively tried to open it but screamed miserably on the spot. A Source Technique Master died instantaneously, hit by a beam of Divine Light, killed on the spot.

“What is this?!”

Not just the many cultivators, even those skilled in Source Technique were shocked, failing to understand why this had happened.

The lineage of the Source King approached. They were led by an elder who was the current Source King, a true Source Earth Master. Following him were eight eccentrics—the very same eight madmen who had previously stirred up a storm in the divine city.

“This is the Flying Feather Strange Stone. It could be a divine treasure or a ghost cave; it’s hard to determine,” he expressed his judgment.

Ye Fan secretly nodded. The lineage of the Source King has never had a true Original Heavenly Master, yet it occasionally produces Source Earth Masters, whose Source Technique is truly peerless.

“You’re secretly nodding. Did you see something? Are you more insightful than the Source King?” someone from a Source Technique ancient family spoke, clearly resentful toward Ye Fan.

“I wouldn’t say insightful, but I know a few things. You aren’t thinking of betting against me again, are you?” Ye Fan chuckled.

Many present also laughed. The great stone-gambling battle in the divine city was well-known. Ye Fan, though initially inexperienced, had left several ancient families utterly humiliated. Now, bringing up old scores like this was truly like rubbing salt in their wounds, hitting them where it hurt most.

“You…” Among them, Nangong Qi, who had faced Ye Fan before, was the most resentful. He said, “You’re only at the Grandmaster Realm, similar to us. How dare you boast so brazenly?”

“Why don’t we have another bet?” Ye Fan asked with a playful smile.

The Source King, a seemingly honest and ordinary person, showed a flicker of interest in his eyes. “Young friend, did you see something?”

“These Flying Feather Strange Stones can’t be seen through. One can only judge by sensing some clues,” Ye Fan stated.

“If you haven’t seen through it, what do you have to brag about? Do you truly think you’re already a Heavenly Source Master?” someone from a Source Technique ancient family sneered.

Ye Fan turned to look and saw people from the Yin Yang Sect standing behind them. He naturally understood. With powerful support, their confidence had soared.

“What business is it of yours? I’m discussing things with Senior Source King. If you’re not convinced, come have a gamble. You can gift me a few million more kilos of Source,” Ye Fan said, not even deigning to look at him directly.

Many were speechless. He’s just like the Daoist Red Dragon and the others, they thought. If you don’t submit, he’ll fight!

“You…” Nangong Qi and the others were shocked and furious.

“If you have some confidence, why not gamble with him?” A Grand Elder from the Yin Yang Sect spoke, clearly supporting them in stirring up trouble.

“This old man has indeed seen some clues,” Ouyang Ye spoke up. He was infinitely close to the Source Earth Master realm; here, apart from the Source King, his Source Technique was supreme.

“Five million kilos of Pure Source!” Ye Fan’s voice was firm and resonant, startling many Heroic Lords who revealed surprised expressions.

Such a vast sum of Pure Source was an astronomical figure. How many people could produce it?

This time, the people from the Source Technique ancient families had all learned their lesson. Although they voiced provocations, no one actually took the bet.

Ye Fan felt quite helpless. Evidently, this bluff won’t work. I struck too hard during the stone-gambling in the divine city. Many were miserably trapped and won’t be deceived again.