Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 464: Chapter 469 Battle Anthem

Ye Fan laughed. “The Ziwei Sect really knows how to do business, selling scraps as strange black stones.”

“You can’t say it like that,” Zhao Fa smiled. “The Sources business has always been this way, voluntary on both sides. Besides, we didn’t sell this scrap at a very high price.”

“Indeed! It’s only because this stone was cheap that he bought it. It’s truly too much, underestimating our Wind Clan like this.”

“How could he do this? It’s really too much!”

The young people of the Wind Clan, who had always harbored animosity towards Ye Fan and were quite aggressive, were now all furious. Many showed disdain, glaring at him angrily.

Ye Fan paid no attention to these people. With the Wind Clan’s Peacock King’s grand birthday approaching, he didn’t want to cause any unpleasantness with them. He was determined to repay their three million jin of Source as soon as possible; otherwise, he would constantly be reminded of his debt.

He smiled, glanced at Zhao Fa, and said, “The Ziwei Sect is indeed good at business. I am deeply impressed. But sometimes, it’s precisely from these inconspicuous stones that divine items are revealed.”

“Do you dare to cut it open?” a Wind Clan disciple mocked.

Zhao Fa’s smile remained unchanged. “I’ve long heard that Brother Ye’s Source Technique is astonishing. Why not cut it open on the spot and let us witness it?”

“I originally intended to present a piece of Sources, full of suspense, for the Wind Peacock King to play with. Since everyone wants to see it, I’ll cut it open directly.”

Ye Fan stepped forward. Without taking out his Silver Blade, he began to cut the stone skin with his fingers, as if a Divine Blade were slicing tofu; stone dust rustled and fell to the ground.

This place was filled with young talents. They began discussing when they saw someone cutting a stone, drawing the attention of people at other tables. For a while, many focused on this spot.

CHKK!

With a slight tremor of Ye Fan’s finger, the pitch-black stone material cracked all over. He obviously didn’t want to waste time and intended to peel it all off directly.

“Is there really something precious? Looking at how indifferent he is, it probably isn’t anything priceless, right?”

“Source Technique Masters are always extremely cautious when cutting stones, yet he handled it with a single tremor. His method was rather special, not the usual way of dealing with treasures.”

Ye Fan smiled and asked Zhao Fa, “Brother Zhao, what do you think will be cut out?”

Many quieted down. Zhao Fa shook his head, not daring to say much. He well knew Ye Fan’s prowess in Source Technique; since he dared to cut it open, he likely had some confidence.

“Brother Ye, go ahead and cut it open. Let the facts speak for themselves.”

SNAP!

Ye Fan tapped lightly, and the black Sources shattered, its stone skin continuously falling away. Then, a blinding Divine Radiance surged skyward, bringing tears to many eyes.

“Divine Source!”

“It contains Divine Source!”

The crowd exclaimed in awe. A piece of scrap had actually yielded such a rare Divine Source! This prompted them to marvel at how Source Technique Masters truly possessed the power to transform the decayed into the divine.

Zhao Fa’s face turned a bit stiff. He himself had said this was a leftover stone skin after the Ziwei Sect had extracted Divine Source. He hadn’t expected another divine item to be cut from it, and his face burned as if he had been slapped.

“It actually yielded a Divine Source…” The Wind Clan’s disciples were also stunned, not having expected such a result.

Since there was a divine item, why hadn’t Ye Fan cut it out before? Offering it already revealed would have been even more impressive. This left them puzzled.

“There’s no suspense in a Source Technique Master gifting Source; presenting a strange black stone is superior and worth treasuring,” an elderly man sighed, revealing the truth of the matter.

RUMBLE!

The stone skin fell away entirely, revealing a blinding light that shot out like a golden sun hanging high in the sky, which most people couldn’t look at directly.

Divine Source could levitate, never sinking, and its resplendent and colorful splendor mesmerized everyone; its value was immense.

All Sacred Lands coveted Divine Source due to its infinite wondrous properties. It was involved in legends of Immortals, prompting many Great Sects to spare no effort in collecting it.

The strength of a Sacred Land was significantly associated with the amount of Divine Source it possessed. The intricacies of this were generally beyond ordinary cultivators’ understanding, but they all knew of its exceptional rarity.

“It’s worth at least three hundred thousand jin of Pure Source! This gift is exceedingly generous,” someone exclaimed. This piece of Divine Source was nearly half the size of a human head.

Even the gifts from other Peacock Kings were generally only of this caliber. As a member of the younger generation, Ye Fan presenting such a grand gift was considered quite significant.

“Wait, there’s something within the Source! Threads of strange radiance are seeping out—somewhat terrifying, yet also sacred!”

People quickly noticed something anomalous. There was another item within the Source, exuding a mysterious Qi Mechanism.

Ye Fan himself was surprised. He hadn’t noticed anything unusual when selecting the stone, merely thinking it was a piece of Divine Source sufficient as a birthday gift. He hadn’t expected another mystery to be hidden within it after cutting.

It was a piece resembling a broken Dragon Horn, just two inches long. Golden light flowed around it, flashing with variegated colors. It emitted terrifying fluctuations while simultaneously exuding an immensely sacred and mysterious aura.

“A divine item! It contains a treasure!”

“Is that… a Dragon Horn?”

Many gasped. They felt an irresistible urge to bow in worship, sensing an unparalleled oppressive might seeping out thread by thread.

As time passed, this terrifying power grew stronger, shaking people to their core.

By now, many guests were looking over. The spot was filled with Divine Radiance that shot into the sky, alerting everyone. Even those Peacock King Level figures peered out from the main hall.

“This is the Holy Horn of an Ancient Royal Family!” Finally, an elderly person recognized what it was.

At this moment, the Wind Clan’s Peacock King and other prominent figures were all disturbed and personally came over to observe the divine item resembling a Dragon Horn within this Divine Source.

The Ancient Kings were invincible throughout heaven and earth. They were humanoid creatures, unmatched in their era, and it was rare for them to encounter adversaries during the Ancient years; their numbers were extremely scarce.

Later generations understood little about them, with most information gleaned from sealed Sources and ancient mines. Thus, seeing such a divine item now was shocking to all.

“Yes, this is the Holy Horn naturally possessed by the Ancient Royal Families! It can open the heavens and split the earth—an unparalleled divine item!” a Peacock King Level figure exclaimed.

“The supreme Ancient Kings were comparable to the Great Emperors of old. Their innate Holy Horn was their very essence, exceedingly precious, an ultimate holy divine relic used for consecrating armaments.”

“Although it’s just a small broken piece, it’s worth a fortune! Truly a generous gift!”

Several Peacock Kings discussed among themselves, all giving high praise, leaving everyone even more stunned. Zhao Fa’s face was grim; he had never anticipated such an outcome.

The Ziwei Sect had missed out on a divine item, making him feel like coughing up blood. It was merely an offcut, yet something even more precious had been revealed from it!

Fenghuang and some of the Wind Clan disciples showed expressions of astonishment. The seemingly ordinary, pitch-black stone sent by Ye Fan had turned out to be invaluable—truly ‘profound’—leaving them dumbfounded.

“This is not merely a holy divine relic for Refining Soldiers; grinding it into powder can detoxify countless poisons, and it has endless miraculous uses for tempering the flesh!”

These prominent figures highly esteemed it. Conservatively, they estimated that the Holy Horn, just over two inches long, was worth more than two million jin of Pure Source. When this figure was stated, gasps rippled through the crowd; everyone was utterly astounded.

Even Ye Fan was startled. He hadn’t originally intended to send such a precious divine item; all of this was beyond his expectations.

“This gift is too valuable; I cannot accept it.” The Wind Clan’s Peacock King appeared as a middle-aged man, magnificently imposing, with hair like a black waterfall and deep, enigmatic eyes that held great power.

Ye Fan smiled. “You gifted me three million jin of Source without batting an eye. What does this count for? Please, I urge you to accept it.”

“Very well then,” the Wind Clan’s Peacock King nodded. “Otherwise, I would indeed appear overly courteous.” He also showed concern for Ye Fan’s injuries and had someone bring several Life-extending Pills.

At this moment, all of the Wind Clan disciples were awkward and unable to say a word. Fenghuang’s younger brother, Feng Lie, came over, smiling mischievously. “Brother Ye, when will you also give me a strange black stone?”

Ye Fan glanced at him. He had a memorable impression of this character who was once his prospective brother-in-law; their first meeting had involved Ye Fan giving him a fierce beating.

Later, this fellow proved quite eccentric, insisting on dragging Ye Fan to the Miao Yu Temple, demanding he lead the way. He was an extremely peculiar character, leaving Ye Fan speechless.

Ye Fan chatted with him desultorily. Fenghuang, not far away, called out angrily, “Feng Lie, you get over here!”

Li Heishui, standing by, interjected with a wicked grin, “Little Lie, if you don’t go, I’ll make the decision for Ye Fan and gift you three strange black stones.”

“Really? Or are you kidding?” Feng Lie’s eyes lit up.

“Of course, it’s real! Don’t forget, it was the two of us who cut out numerous rare treasures in the Northern Divine City back then, stirring up endless upheaval. You still don’t believe me?” Li Heishui laughed.

“Alright, I’m not going! From now on, I’ll hang out with you guys.” Feng Lie sat down firmly and refused to get up, completely ignoring Fenghuang’s words as if they were but a passing breeze.

“Feng Lie…” Fenghuang glared at him from the side. She was breathtakingly beautiful and as pure as an Immortal; her anger, at this moment, lent her a unique charm.

“Sis, don’t be so fierce with me. I’m an adult now,” Feng Lie muttered.

The other Wind Clan disciples couldn’t stand him. They never imagined he’d be so spineless as to actually cozy up with Ye Fan. This made many of his cousins—both male and female—gnash their teeth in frustration.

Fenghuang pointed at him, then turned and walked away in exasperation, saying no more.

Nearby, the various Saint Heirs and Sacred Ladies were speechless. They felt Li Heishui was too unscrupulous. Was this deliberate provocation? It seemed he was intentionally trying to vex the Pearl of the Wind Clan by dragging her brother into this.

“Brother Ye, do you truly plan to sever your cultivation base?” the Purple Mansion Saint Heir suddenly spoke. His expression was calm, but Ye Fan knew this person held no fondness for him.

This was because Ye Fan had once suppressed the Purple Mansion Sacred Lady. Around that time, many rumors had circulated in the divine city about the possible emergence of the Innate Holy Body Daoist Embryo, a matter which the Purple Mansion Saint Heir still brooded over.

“Yes,” Ye Fan nodded. “I must make a decision within half a month. Time is not on my side; my life is short. I have no time left.”

Many people began to have other ideas. Even if Ye Fan severed his cultivation base and became a mortal, he still held tremendous value. Judging from the strange black stone he had just gifted, he was worth the Great Sects making a significant effort to win him over.

The Golden Winged Peng King strode over. His eyes were filled with wildness and a chilling light, his majestic body flowed with Divine Radiance, and he exuded an oppressive aura like a mountain. “You short-lived ghost!” he declared. “It seems you only have a few days left. Severing your cultivation base won’t change anything. Since you don’t have many days left to live, I’ll strike now! Otherwise, I fear I’ll miss the chance to kill you!”

“Are you that eager to die?” Ye Fan said coldly.

“This era is no longer suitable for people like you to cultivate! Even Heaven itself wishes to extinguish you with the Great Dao. I shall act on Heaven’s behalf and send you on your way!” The Golden Winged Peng King was incredibly arrogant, his golden pupils filled with a bone-chilling murderous intent.

“Have you forgotten the last time I broke your bones?” Ye Fan sneered.

“Last time, I was holding back! This time, I will crush you like a worthless insect and make you bleed out every last drop!” The Golden Winged Peng King’s voice was deep and powerful, his demeanor exceptionally aggressive.

“It seems our battle is unavoidable. In that case, let’s leave the Eight Hundred Divine Islands. We shouldn’t disrupt the Wind Clan Peacock King’s grand birthday celebration!” Ye Fan stood up.

The Golden Winged Peng King’s wild nature flared. His golden pupils were as terrifying as blades. “That’s exactly what I want! I can’t wait to tear you to shreds! I will carve away every inch of your flesh and crush every single one of your bones!”

Chapter One ends. (To be continued. To know what happens next, please visit www., more chapters available, support the author, support legitimate reading!)