"Do you know the name of that Emperor?" Ye Fan asked urgently.
Wang Shu shook his head. "I don't know. I only heard Zhang Wuye say something in his drunken state. It was an ancient Emperor, but he didn't have a name."
"I heard from my grandpa …" Dumbo suddenly said mysteriously, "The reason the Zhang family lives here is to guard that purple mountain."
"What did your grandpa say?" Ye Fan was shocked.
"My grandpa also heard it from the older generation. It was just one sentence, but he didn't go into details." Dumbo thought about it and said, "I think he also said that the Zhang family's Book of Origin was lost a thousand years ago because of that purple mountain."
"What does the Book of Origin have to do with the purple mountain?" Ye Fan couldn't calm down. He really wanted to read that mysterious book.
"My grandfather said that an ancestor of the Zhang family had disobeyed our ancestral teachings and entered that mountain, never to return, and the Book of Origin was lost from then on." Dumbo mumbled mysteriously, and turned around to look after it was done, afraid that someone else would overhear.
Great waves rose and fell within Ye Fan's heart. That purple mountain's origins were extremely great, it was definitely not ordinary.
How many Emperors had there been since ancient times? The ultimate weapons they crafted were unparalleled in power. One could dominate the world with just one, and the sacred grounds viewed it as their ultimate treasure.
If one's body and the ultimate weapon were combined, one would be invincible. If one could continuously provide divine power, no one in the Eastern Barren Territory would be a match for them.
The achievements of the ancient Emperors were hard to surpass. There was a theory that the ancient scriptures of the Eastern Barren Territory were created by the Emperors of different eras.
How could Ye Fan stay calm when he thought of that?
The ancient Emperors had crafted ultimate weapons and created peerless ancient scriptures. They were all priceless treasures in the Eastern Barren Territory.
"That purple mountain is related to one of the Emperors. If I can find his cultivation method, it would be the same as obtaining a complete ancient scripture!"
Ye Fan believed that the cultivation method of the Emperor must be unparalleled.
"If I can find another Extreme Weapon …" Just the thought of it made him excited.
However, he soon calmed down. Zhang Wuye had stressed again and again that that place was an ominous place. If he wanted to harvest something, perhaps it would be even harder than ascending to the heavens.
Ye Fan left the stone stronghold again. Half a quarter of an hour later, he returned to the huge purple mountain and circled around it.
"Is there anything in here?" He muttered to himself, but no matter how he observed, he could not find anything special. Even when he used his divine sense, he could not find anything.
"What did that Great Emperor leave behind here? Why does it have something to do with him?" He hoped that there was an ancient scripture that hadn't been passed down to the world. This was what he needed the most right now.
However, he could only think about it. The might of an ancient Great Emperor was hard to imagine. Even if there was something left behind, it was not guaranteed that they would be able to obtain it.
Ye Fan returned to the peak of the Purple Mountain. At this moment, his expression froze. His face was filled with disbelief, he couldn't believe his eyes.
Yesterday morning, he had used the Golden Book to hack open a huge pit. But now, the peak was completely flat without a trace. There was no damage at all. Everything was as good as before.
"How is this possible? Yesterday, I clearly …" Ye Fan quivered and shivered.
Ominous place — these four words floated up in his mind. He quickly soared into the air, no longer standing on the peak.
"Why is it like this? Can it repair itself?" Ye Fan found it difficult to calm down.
"Or … yesterday, I was tricked by an illusion. In fact, I didn't really hack open the peak. Could it be that there are some obscure dao patterns?"
Ye Fan pondered for a moment before summoning the Golden Book. He retreated far away and controlled it to hack.
Golden light curled up, stone fragments swirled in the air, and boulders rolled about. A huge pit was dug out on the peak. He grabbed a purple boulder and touched it with his own hands. This was definitely not an illusion.
Then, he cut off a small piece of the purple stone and flew into the distance to observe the Violet Mountain in silence.
Ye Fan was very patient. He stood in the distant sky for an entire day. Even when the sky was filled with stars and the majestic Violet Mountain stood there, there were still no changes.
He was not anxious. He stood motionless in the sky and carefully observed with his divine sense.
This place was related to an ancient Great Emperor, so he had no choice but to treat it seriously. He placed great hopes on it and wanted to understand everything about this place.
Until midnight, Ye Fan discovered that the huge pit at the peak of the Violet Mountain was silently changing. It slowly leveled out and returned to its original state.
And the stone in his hand had not disappeared and was still there.
"This mountain can grow on its own!" Ye Fan was astonished.
He did not continue to investigate. It was especially cold at midnight, and even with his constitution, he could feel waves of bone-piercing cold.
Since the Zhang family was guarding this place, they must know some secrets. He did not want to act rashly, so he flew back to the stone stronghold. He decided to ask them in detail tomorrow.
Ye Fan returned to the village. When he entered his stone house, he found that Zhang Wuye was still awake and waiting anxiously for his return.
"You've finally returned. Did you go to explore the Violet Mountain?"
Ye Fan nodded.
Zhang Wuye stood up and said anxiously, "Don't go there again. Didn't I tell you that it's not a good place? It's easy to get into trouble if you go there often."
"What kind of place is the Violet Mountain? How is it related to the ancient Great Emperor?" Ye Fan had to know these questions.
"Fine, I'll tell you everything. Otherwise, you'll definitely go and explore." Zhang Wuye sighed and said, "In fact, what I know is really limited."
"Please speak slowly."
"This Violet Mountain was discovered by my Zhang family's ancestor, who was the Yuan Taoist Master of the past. He warned his descendants not to approach that place and to worship it from afar."
That Yuan Taoist Master solemnly warned that the Violet Mountain was related to an ancient Great Emperor and could not be blasphemed. Paying respect to it would benefit future generations.
"There are artifacts inside. You must not provoke them. Otherwise, it will bring about a great disaster. This is what my ancestor warned me again and again." Zhang Wuye sighed and said, "Unfortunately, a thousand years ago, an ancestor went against the ancestor's teachings. He broke open the Violet Mountain with the Book of Source and walked in. Sigh!"
Ye Fan was even more moved. He felt that there was most likely a peerless divine source inside. Perhaps there might even be an extreme weapon.
Zhang Wuye saw through his thoughts and said, "There are indeed treasures inside the Violet Mountain. There is more than one divine source, but you must not have any ideas about it."
"More than one?!"
Every time a peerless divine source appeared, it would shake the Eastern Wilderness. The lands of the Great Sage would offer a sky-high price and compete for it. There would even be bloodshed.
One could imagine how rare the peerless divine source was to make the holy land shed all pretense of cordiality. How could Ye Fan not be shocked that there was more than one in the Violet Mountain?
"My ancestor was known as the Yuan Taoist Master. His understanding of divine sources was unparalleled. He could determine the dragon veins according to the geography of the mountains and rivers, and he could use the Star Lock Divine Source. " At this point, Zhang Wuye paused and said, "He was also tempted to take the divine source from the Violet Mountain, but in the end, he backed down."
"Why?"
Zhang Wuye shook his head and said, "He even thought of asking the fairies of the Jade Lake for help. But in the end, he gave up, fearing that he would implicate the Jade Lake."
"What?!" Ye Fan was shocked and said, "Taking the divine source from the Violet Mountain will implicate a holy land?"
"He said it very vaguely, but I think that's what he meant. It might injure the Jade Lake."
Ye Fan found it hard to believe. The Jade Lake Holy Land was a great power that had been passed down since the primordial era. The founder was a female Saint Empress who left behind an extreme weapon and even created an ancient scripture.
After countless years of inheritance, the Jade Lake stood aloof from worldly affairs and stood tall. Could a Violet Mountain threaten them?
"Below the Violet Mountain … there are living creatures." After saying this, Zhang Wuye's face was somewhat pale. He hurriedly kowtowed in the direction of the Violet Mountain, then stood up and said, "That's why I said, don't go. You won't get anything. If you force your way in, you will only harm your own life."
Ye Fan's expression changed when he heard this. There were living things, so his chances were indeed somewhat uncertain.
However, there were still some things he couldn't figure out. There were terrifying creatures from ancient times sealed within the exceptional divine source, and they were still alive. But what did this have to do with the Great Emperor? What did he leave there?
"I don't know either. What did the Great Emperor of ancient times leave behind? My ancestors didn't leave any clues …" Zhang Wuye replied to this question.
In the following three days, Ye Fan consulted Zhang Wuye and learned how to search for the source. The "Heavenly Book of Source" was a wondrous book. Even though only a small portion had been passed down, it was still very useful to him.
The youth of the stone stronghold, Wang Shu, gave off a very quick-witted feeling. Seeing that Ye Fan was constantly learning how to search for the source, he laughed and said, "Little Brother Ye, do you want to go gambling on stones?"
"Gambling on stones?" Ye Fan was very surprised. He was no stranger to these two words. On the other side of the starry sky, gambling on jadeite ore was very popular.
"Yeah, don't you know?" Wang Shu was puzzled.
"Tell me in detail."
"It's gambling on Origin Stones …" Wang Shu explained patiently.
Sure enough, it was similar to what Ye Fan had guessed.
The stones produced by the vein of Origin were very special, and even cultivators found it difficult to see through them. Whether it was divine sense or divine power, it was impossible to probe their insides. Only by truly cutting them open could one know whether or not there was an Origin within.
Ye Fan had long since known about this, but he hadn't expected that because of it, the gambling on stones would flourish.
"In the past, our stronghold was very rich. My grandfather's generation all went there to broaden their horizons and participate in gambling on stones." Wang Shu was very envious.
"It's okay. Tell me in detail what to pay attention to. I'll take you there in the future." Ye Fan was tempted.
"Actually, it's very simple. There are no rules …" Wang Shu said a lot.
"I want to go too." Dumbo, who had been passing by and caught a whiff, came to them and said, "But it's too far away, and the nearest place is hundreds of kilometers away. There's an oasis over five hundred kilometers there, and it's very prosperous."
"That's a normal place for gambling on stones. I heard that the best place for gambling on stones is tens of thousands of miles away, in the most prosperous Holy City of the Northern Region." Wang Shu had a yearning expression as he said, "Those holy lands … Half of the premium Origin Stones excavated from around the Origin Ancient Mine are sent there. It's a paradise for gambling on stones."
"The land of the Great Sage …" Ye Fan was surprised.
"That's right. Gambling on stones there is top-notch enjoyment. Even the powerhouses of the Middle Continent and the Northern Desert are attracted. I heard that they are all legendary figures among cultivators." Wang Shu's thoughts wandered as he said, "Everything is top-notch service. Even the ladies who cut the stones are goddesses. The food provided is rare in the world. Everything is made from rare beasts and birds, as well as divine herbs. Even the worst wine is a hundred years old. It's really a pleasure to go there to gamble on stones …"
"Pfft!" Dumbo pursed his lips. "That's what the traveling Taoist priests said. You didn't see it with your own eyes. Who knows if it's true or not."
"Of course it's true!" Wang Shu retorted. "Have you forgotten about Zhang Wuye's ancestor? He was a Yuan Taoist Master who experienced it all and left behind many legends."
"That's true. I forgot about that." Dumbo was a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and said, "Brother Ye, do you really want to go gambling on stones by learning the Source Seeking Technique? Can you bring me along to broaden my horizons?"
"Now that you mention it, I really want to go and see for myself. It would be great if I could gamble until a sacred ground collapsed." Ye Fan muttered to himself wickedly.
"What's so great about those sacred grounds?" Dumbo said nonchalantly. "I heard from my grandfather that the Yuan Taoist Master, the ancestor of the Zhang family, made those sacred grounds' faces turn green from gambling."
Ye Fan was surprised at those words. "What? You're telling the truth?"
"Of course." Dumbo continued, "That's something that the elders in our village know. The Yuan Taoist Master of the Zhang family left behind many legends."
Wang Shu added, "It's all true. There's not a single lie. Zhang Wuye's ancestor won the Source of God from those sacred grounds. How could their faces not turn green? They even wanted to jump into a river."
Ye Fan was dumbfounded. What kind of vision was that? He even had the Source of God. He was able to find it. The so-called Yuan Taoist Master was too shocking.
"Back then, Zhang Wuye's ancestor didn't just manage to get a piece of God Source. Those Holy Lands were so anxious that they almost wanted to worship him." Dumbo had an intoxicated look on his face when he talked about these things, as if he was the one who did it.
"The Yuan Taoist Master is so powerful …" Ye Fan could not calm down. He felt that if he could learn such a mystical technique, he could make the Yaoguang Sacred Ground and the Ji family feel unbearable. "Of course it's extraordinary.
After all, since ancient times, there have only been a few Yuan Taoist Master's in the Northern Region. Now, their lineage has long been severed, and they will never appear again. " Wang Shu said mysteriously, "Zhang Wuye's ancestor did many glorious things back then …"
"What other glorious things?" Ye Fan's interest was piqued.
Wang Shu said in a low voice, "He became a god through stone gambling. Not only did he make those sacred grounds turn green, but he also won the Jade Pool's Saintess."
"Pfft!" Ye Fan spat out the tea that he had just drunk. "That works … It's just a rumor, right?"
"It's true. Zhang Wuye's ancestor was too good at stone gambling. He set his sights on the Source Stone of Jade Pool and gambled for seven days and seven nights. In order to recoup his losses, the Saintess accidentally gambled herself, but she still lost."
At that moment, the fire of gossip in Ye Fan's heart burned fiercely. He asked, "What happened in the end?"
"Sigh, what a pity. The Zhang family's Yuan Taoist Master didn't make things difficult for the other party. He politely let the Jade Pool's Saintess leave. Since then, his relationship with Jade Pool has been very special." Wang Shu looked regretful.
Ye Fan also sighed. The Yuan Taoist Master must be an extraordinary person. He wanted to read the Book of Source of Heaven even more.
"No, I have to find a way to make that extraordinary book see the light of day again."
Ye Fan deeply understood how terrifying the Sacred Body of the Ancients was. Every time he advanced to the next level, everything he needed would be multiplied tenfold.
He made a preliminary calculation. The transformation of the nine tiers of the Nirvana Realm to the Great Perfection required a total of more than 50 kilograms of Source.
If he were to cultivate the first level of the Secret Realm of the Doctrine Palace, he would need 500 kilograms of Source at a tenfold rate.
Even in the Northern Region, ordinary small sects didn't have that much Source.
If he were to cultivate the second level of the Secret Realm of the Doctrine Palace, he would need ten times the Source. Ye Fan almost fainted. It was too terrifying!
He couldn't bear it at all. It was beyond reason. The sacred grounds would probably vomit blood after the astronomical figure was calculated.
"I have to get the Book of Source of Heaven!" Ye Fan's face turned green every time he thought about the future cultivation.
Without the Book of Source of Heaven, the Sacred Body of the Ancients was a bottomless pit. He had to become the Yuan Taoist Master. He couldn't let himself and others turn green.
"It seems like I have to take the risk no matter what. I won't touch the things in the Purple Mountain. I have to get the Book of Source of Heaven out no matter what."
"Brother Ye, why did your face turn green?" Dumbo asked honestly.
"Nonsense. Why would my face turn green? It should be the people from the sacred grounds."
"Brother Ye, are you really going to gamble on stones?" Wang Shu asked expectantly.
"Of course. I'm going to gamble the Saintess of Jade Pool. I won't let her go. Otherwise, I'd be worse than a beast."
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