In the end, Ye Fan and the golden-robed young man called Tuoba Chang cut open the stone together.
Inside the stone that Tuoba Chang had cut open, there was a fist-sized xenogeneic source that was emitting a sky-blue light. It was like the condensed essence of the blue sky, shooting out beams of blue light. This was the Blue Diamond Source, which was worth one thousand and five hundred pounds of pure source.
In Ye Fan's stone, there was also a foreign source, and its size was similar. It was like a fiery red sun, flickering with light. It was called the fiery red source.
Everyone gasped in amazement. Genesis technique experts could turn stone into gold, and each of them could casually cut out 1,500 kilograms of source, making others envious but unable to learn from them.
"Taixu, it seems that the two of them really won't be able to determine the winner for a while!" Cheng Hao chuckled. He didn't expect the two Genesis technique geniuses to end the battle in just one duel.
"Yes, after all, they are both Genesis technique experts. It really won't be easy to determine the winner after one or two duels!" Jiang Taixu breathed a sigh of relief. Although the two hadn't decided the winner, at least Tuoba Chang hadn't lost, and there was still hope.
"Very good, you do have some ability!" By the lake, Tuoba Chang stared at Ye Fan and couldn't help but nod. At this moment, he really regarded Ye Fan as an opponent that he could take seriously.
"You're not bad either!"
Ye Fan smiled. This time, not only did he want to cut out enough origin stones for his cultivation, but he also bet a few hundred thousand pounds of origin stones with Tuoba Chang and the disciples of the aristocratic families. If he won, he would get at least a million pounds of origin stones, which would be enough for him to cultivate on Earth.
It had to be said that Ye Fan's thinking was very naive. If his thoughts were known by Cheng Hao, he would most likely be lectured again. How could a million kilograms of source be enough for a Saint physique? A million kilograms of divine source was more like it.
While the two were talking, the boat sailed towards the small island at the center of the lake, ready to continue the duel there.
Cheng Hao, Jiang Taixu and the other onlookers all walked on the water and gathered around the island at the center of the lake, watching nervously.
Most of them had placed their bets on Tuoba Chang's victory. If he won, their net worth would double. But if he lost, some of them would even feel like killing themselves.
The small island was no more than a few hundred meters in circumference. Flowers and trees were everywhere, and many of them were ancient trees that were thousands of years old. They were as vigorous as Azure Dragons, and their petals danced in the air, sparkling and emitting a sweet fragrance.
The island's layout was very particular. Spiritual springs flew everywhere, and strange stones were arranged all over the place. It naturally formed a scenery, and it was accompanied by flowers and trees.
This was like an otherworldly land of immortals. On the island, there was an old man with skin like a baby and hair as white as snow. He sat cross-legged alone between the flowering trees. His eyes were closed, and he didn't move at all.
"Haha … We're not late, are we?" Suddenly, a group of old men appeared. They all had white hair and ruddy complexions. They were hale and hearty, and their ages were frighteningly old.
These people came from great sects, and many of them didn't have much time left in their lives. No one dared to provoke them. Even if the Ji family didn't want them to come in, they still didn't dare to provoke them. After all, they were a group of dying people. Who knew what kind of crazy things they would do?
"Taixu, do you know these people?" Cheng Hao asked as he glanced at the excited old men.
"They're just a group of little guys. I guess they were born after I was trapped in the Purple Mountain. I don't know any of them!"
Jiang Taixu shook his head. In front of Cheng Hao, an old monster from more than two hundred thousand years ago, he was a junior. But in front of these old men, Jiang Taixu's seniority was so high that it could scare people to death.
In order to prevent others from recognizing him, Jiang Taixu made some slight changes to his appearance. After all, he was a character from more than four thousand years ago. Unless someone was very familiar with him, no one would recognize him as the legendary Divine King of the Jiang family.
As the group of old men rushed in, some Saint Sons and Saintesses of the holy lands, as well as the princes and princesses of the great dynasties, also rushed in excitedly.
"Young Master, Miaoyi greets you!"
Suddenly, a young girl in snow-white clothes walked out of the crowd. She walked on the water and floated gently like a fairy. She floated in front of Cheng Hao and greeted him with a smile.
"You recognize me?"
Cheng Hao frowned as he looked at the young girl in front of him. Her figure was slender and slender, as if she had been carved out of immortal jade.
He had always concealed his aura and his presence was extremely low. Even if other cultivators saw him, they would subconsciously ignore him. He did not expect this Fairy Miaoyi to come to his side as soon as she entered the lake.
"Young Master, you must be joking!" An Miaoyi was cold and elegant. Although she seemed to be smiling, she still exuded a faint chill. "That day, Miss Wan 'er was beside you. She was a peerless beauty and very interesting. How could Miaoyi not remember the two of you?"
As she spoke, An Miaoyi's beautiful and lively eyes looked around, as if she was looking for Gongsun Waner.
"Young Master, did Miss Wan 'er not come today?"
Cheng Hao indifferently replied, "She is in secluded cultivation today and will not be coming out for the time being!"
"That's a pity. Miaoyi really wanted to have a good chat with such an interesting person like Miss Wan 'er!"
When Cheng Hao heard that this girl with a cold temperament wanted to have a good chat with Gongsun Wan'er, he couldn't help but think of two lilies. One was cold and elegant, while the other was passionate like fire. They were a perfect match.
Cheng Hao inwardly shook his head to get rid of the evil thoughts in his mind. He did not say anything else as he silently watched Ye Fan carefully choose a rock on the island at the center of the lake.
"Young Master, that young man in white is your friend, right? His Genesis techniques seem to be very powerful. "An Miaoyi continued to chat when she saw that Cheng Hao was not speaking.
"Yes, he is the successor of a Genesis Heaven Master. His Genesis techniques are indeed pretty good. If you can build a good relationship with him, you will not lack Genesis in the future!"
Cheng Hao glanced at An Miaoyi with a spurious smile. No matter how she looked like a pure and holy fairy, he was clearly aware that An Miaoyi wasn't as pure and cold as she seemed on the surface.
Currently, she was wandering among the Holy Sons and Princes of the various Holy Lands in order to choose the one with the highest potential to commit herself to. Looking at her current appearance, not only was she interested in him, she was also interested in Ye Fan. She was probably weighing in her heart right now, wondering who was more valuable as an investment.
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