"A massive amount of Nine Yang Holy Water?" Hearing Fang Han's words, Prince Yi hesitated for a moment: "How much do you need? If it's one or two gourds, it's not hard to obtain; I usually use it for my cultivation. But looking at your posture, it seems you need quite a lot. Don't tell me you want a quantity equivalent to a large river. Unless one goes into the starry sky to find a River of Pure Yang, no sect could possibly have that much Nine Yang Holy Water. Even in the Taiyi Sect's Pure Yang Dragon Transformation Pool, rumored to be the place where Heavenly Dragons are nurtured, the Nine Yang Holy Water is limited."
In the vast starry sky, there are Rivers of Pure Yang; this is only recorded in the "Various Worlds". However, he currently did not have the ability to shuttle through the starry sky to find various treasures; even experts of the Longevity Secret Realm would find it difficult.
Unless one thoroughly mastered the mysteries of space and time and relied on magical artifacts, they could arbitrarily shuttle through the starry sky, reaching various depths of the universe to seek treasures with infinite possibilities.
As for the Taiyi Sect's Pure Yang Dragon Transformation Pool, it was rumored to be the place where True Dragons were nurtured. Extremely mysterious, even true legacy disciples found it hard to enter. It was simply equivalent to the secluded cultivation grounds of the Ascension Gate's supreme elders.
"How much can you get? Bring me as much as you have. I possess a magical artifact called the Yellow Spring Diagram, you know of it, right? It was left behind by a Great Emperor of the demonic sects. To restore its power, Nine Yang Holy Water must be used. If the power of this magical artifact of mine is restored, it can unify the Yellow Spring Demonic Sect. If I support you then, what do you think the result will be?" Fang Han smiled faintly.
"Very well. For these three days, fellow Daoist, please cultivate in my study, and we will discuss the specific matters later." Saying this, Prince Yi prepared to leave.
"Hold on!" With a flip of his hand, Fang Han tossed out six magical artifact pouches. "There are some treasured magical artifacts in here. Sell them for me. I need to bid for the Nirvana Pill and am short on funds, but these items are too conspicuous. If I were to sell them myself, it would likely attract attention, so it must go through your hands."
"So many precious artifacts! Spirit talismans, and various kinds of medicinal pills, do you really want to sell them?" Originally, Prince Yi thought there wouldn't be any good things, but upon closer inspection, he discovered that it was actually a dazzling lineup of precious artifacts, with grand arrays formed piece by piece by precious artifacts. He couldn't help but draw a cold breath, fundamentally unable to stop his own heart from being moved.
These six magical artifact pouches were all the legacies of the six great divine lords.
This time, Fang Han wanted to prepare ample funds to win the bid for the Nirvana Pill in one fell swoop. Furthermore, if these God Race items flowed out through Prince Yi's hands, in the future when the God Race found out, they could only go looking for Prince Yi. Moreover, selling so many treasures at once would cause quite a sensation. Operating it himself would definitely attract the attention of many people, and it might even spread to the ears of the Taiyi Sect.
"Of course they must be sold; otherwise, how can I bid for the Nirvana Pill? Could it be that the prince wants to advance the funds for me?" Fang Han had a half-smile on his face.
"This prince recently has to prepare a birthday gift for Immortal Venerable Linglong, the expenses are massive." Prince Yi hurriedly said: "Since fellow Daoist wants to sell all of these, I will naturally render my service. It is true that only by going through me can they be sold for a high price. Otherwise, if fellow Daoist went to sell them yourself, great merchant chambers like the Nine Tripods Pavilion, Six Paths Alliance, and Heavenly Dao Pavilion would definitely deduct a portion."
"Hmm, then I will trouble the prince to handle it." Fang Han nodded and watched Prince Yi walk out of the study.
"Fang Han, you are letting him leave just like that? In case…" Yan spoke up.
"Of course I have methods. I have attached the origin qi of the Five Emperors to him. I can sense his every move. How could I believe him so easily? However, since he knows I am Fang Han, he knows the methods I used to slay the Ghost Emperor. I even dare to kill the Golden Core disciples of the Taiyi Sect, and right now I am still free and unfettered. He, an imperial prince of the Grand Xuan Empire, is still inferior to Golden Core experts. Besides, offending me brings a hundred harms and not a single benefit. With this person's shrewdness, he will not do such a thing."
Fang Han spoke unhurriedly. Sweeping his hand, a five-colored light ring manifested, and the shadow of Prince Yi could be seen in the center. Although Prince Yi's cultivation was at the fifth layer of the Divine Ability realm, the Heaven and Human Realm, how could he be Fang Han's match? Having methods planted on him, he naturally remained completely oblivious.
Sitting in meditation for a day and a night, Fang Han comprehended the marvelous functions of the profound profound arts in this study. Occasionally standing up to flip through the books in the study, he actually saw quite a few good things.
Such as the Taiyi Sect's "Secret Records of the Heavenly Mansion", "Record of Bizarre Treasures of Black and Yellow", "Geographical Atlas of Heaven and Earth Immortal Mansions", "Atlas of Ancient Ruins", "Map of the Ten Thousand Worlds of Returning to Nuance"… Many things not recorded in the "Various Worlds".
That mysterious Returning to Nuance, just how many worlds was it connected to? What dangers did some worlds hold? There were detailed records.
In this Xuanhuang Great World, how many ruins were there? Which ruins had been excavated, and which ruins had not yet been excavated? How many hidden immortal mansions were there? All were recorded one by one.
Fang Han even saw a "Distribution Map of Underground Demonic Tribes", which individually introduced the three Great Demon Emperors of the earth demons, along with some Great Asuras, and many experts.
These things truly made one's eyes overwhelmed.
Just as he was reading, Prince Yi returned. This time he held three crystal cards in his hand, the talismans inside each crystal card converging into the character for "hundred million". Clearly, he had completely sold clean all the items in the three magical artifact pouches and then returned.
"Fellow Daoist Fang Han, this is a total of three hundred million medicinal pills. You are truly wealthy. Spending eighty million to buy the Three Thousand Six Hundred Thousand Yin Black Sand Sword Array had already depleted nearly three or four years of my savings. You casually bring out three hundred million medicinal pills." Prince Yi shook his head.
"The prince is not ordinarily wealthy either. In three or four years' time, being able to amass eighty million medicinal pills, several Great Golden Core experts in my Ascension Gate accumulating for a hundred years would probably only have this much." Fang Han naturally knew that Prince Yi's net worth was far thicker than ordinary Golden Core experts.
After all, he was an imperial prince of the Grand Xuan Empire.
"Also, this is all the Nine Yang Holy Water I could get hold of." As he spoke, he took out another small gourd, only the size of a palm. It looked as if it only contained enough for a single mouthful, but Fang Han sensed an extremely powerful spatial force contained within this gourd. Compared to ordinary magical artifact pouches, it was at least a thousand times stronger. It seemed it was forged by layering many void crystal stones together.
The space inside must also be extremely vast, capable of accommodating a lot of Nine Yang Holy Water.
"Inside, there are one million three hundred thousand catties of Nine Yang Holy Water. Return this gourd to me after using it; it is a Universe Gourd that I spent fifty thousand void crystal stones to forge. Although it has no offensive or defensive capabilities, the space inside is exceedingly massive." At the end, Prince Yi did not forget to add this sentence.
It would have been fine if he hadn't added this sentence, but upon adding it, Fang Han's heart stirred: "Since that is the case, then the prince can just give this gourd to me along with it, and I will owe you a favor. I cultivate a supreme demonic divine ability, the Great Cutting Technique, and it requires a massive amount of void crystal stones to be refined quickly. Once refined, it has boundless power. You probably also know the formidable nature of this divine ability."
As he spoke, Fang Han grabbed the gourd in his hand.
"This!" A bout of physical pain appeared on Prince Yi's face. He trembled a few times before finally recovering his calm. "Since that is the case, I will not be stingy. I have also heard of the reputation of the Great Cutting Technique; it is indeed a supreme divine ability of the demonic path, extremely difficult to cultivate. If fellow Daoist can successfully cultivate it and later use your methods to eliminate some scum for me, then this Universe Gourd can be considered to have died a worthy death… Fellow Daoist, cultivate in peace, when the Nine Tripods Pavilion's treasure selling convention starts, I will come notify you."
As he spoke, it seemed he could not bear to see his beloved gourd destroyed, and he left hastily.
Fang Han did not speak either. With a direct punch, he sent this gourd into the Yellow Spring Diagram, then squeezed his palm. Bang! It immediately exploded and shattered. Boundless spatial force, along with Nine Yang Holy Water, rained down.
"Haha!" Yan cheered and snorted loudly. Opening his massive mouth, he absorbed all the Nine Yang Holy Water. A full one million three hundred thousand catties of Nine Yang Holy Water was swallowed by him in one gulp, and his entire body immediately expanded again.
In contrast, Fang Han's methods were much gentler. With a movement of the talisman floating above his head, it also flew into the Yellow Spring Diagram. The Great Cutting Technique continuously circulated, absorbing all those spatial forces into a few flying black lines.
Originally, his Great Cutting Technique, on the natal talisman, was just a few faint black lines, not conspicuous at all, completely incomparable to other starlight brilliance and flame divine abilities.
But now, after absorbing a massive amount of spatial force, these faint black lines grandly deepened in color, then twisted into the shapes of snakes or earthworms, finally curving into a character. It was unknown what kind of ancient runic text it was, completely different from human scripts, but it contained an incomparably vicious intent of cutting.
"Good! Although I couldn't cultivate the Great Cutting Technique to perfection, I have condensed its own runic array, and the power of my natal talisman has significantly increased again!" Fang Han's mind stirred, and turning to look at Yan, he found that after absorbing the Nine Yang Holy Water, Yan's body had twisted into a bizarre shape, chanting a desolate incantation that only existed in the immemorial prehistoric times.
Following this incantation, the Yellow Spring Diagram trembled as if splitting heaven and earth. Some fog dissipated, and the Yellow Spring River also settled down. Above the rolling grand river, an incomparably mysterious bridge faintly appeared.
What kind of bridge was this!
Spotted with stone marks and bloodstains, it looked as if countless ancient gods and demons had engaged in countless grand battles upon the bridge, witnessing the history of the immemorial era. Looking at this bridge, one could feel endless sighs. Many gods, demons, immortals, buddhas, humans, ghosts, yakshas, dragons, phoenixes… countless living beings were all speaking the word "Helpless? Helpless?…"
This stone bridge connected all the things in human consciousness about which one feels helpless, possessing an aura even more terrifying than the Gate of Avici, seemingly real yet illusory, spanning across the Yellow Spring River.
"Fang Han, quickly! Quickly let me eat the Sun Moon Five Stars Bracelet, and I will be able to truly summon the Bridge of Helplessness! Right now, my power is still insufficient to summon it!"
Yan roared wildly. That faintly visible stone bridge seemed about to hide itself again.
Clearly, his power was insufficient. One million three hundred thousand catties of Nine Yang Holy Water was still not enough to manifest the Bridge of Helplessness.
"Forget it, why are you always thinking of eating the Sun Moon Five Stars Bracelet. At this treasure selling convention, I will buy you a few pure Yang magical artifacts." Fang Han shook his head, watching the stone bridge gradually disappear.
The Yellow Spring Diagram recovered its original power; it did not elevate all at once.