# Chapter 296: Cutting Open the Stone Tools Left by the Origin Heavenly Master
Ye Fan's golden fist was filled with power. With a light swing, the void hummed and trembled. He had the illusion that he could kill a true dragon.
A thousand-meter waterfall cascaded down, white and roaring. Ye Fan stood in the pool, punching upward. The long waterfall reversed course, hanging like a white ribbon turned upside down.
"After a month of seclusion, you've broken through your original realm. The Primordial Saint Body is truly terrifying!" Tu Fei clicked his tongue.
Ye Fan single-handedly lifted a boulder weighing tens of thousands of jin, then turned sideways and hurled it with force. The large stone rapidly shrank as it disappeared into the high sky.
At the horizon's edge, a flock of wild geese flew past, only to be all knocked down.
Tu Fei watched dumbfounded. It took him a long time before he shouted, "Beast! An absolute beast! Using a tens-of-thousands-jin boulder to knock down a row of wild geese from the sky—I've never seen someone as freakish as you!"
Ye Fan's physique was too powerful. He possessed the strength to uproot mountains and lift peaks. If such force struck a physical body, who could withstand it?
"Woof, woof, woof..." From over twenty li away came the furious barking of a dog. Black Emperor howled miserably, "Damn it! Is there no justice? Even sleeping, I get nearly killed by a stone falling from the sky!"
Tu Fei was stunned speechless at first, but upon hearing the big black dog's miserable cries, he burst into wild laughter.
"Woof! Surnamed Tu, you just wait. This Emperor knows you did it!" The big black dog howled from afar.
"Damn it, what does that have to do with me!" Tu Fei cursed.
Ye Fan stood beneath the thousand-meter-tall stone mountain, swinging his golden fist. "Puff, puff" sounds rang out continuously. It was as if he were punching mud—each strike sank into the mountain body with ease.
Finally, he swung his golden fist and delivered a powerful blow, piercing deep into the mountain's belly!
"Truly a beast!" Tu Fei's jaw nearly dropped. He summoned a bronze Eight Trigram mirror, hazy with purple energy, and sent it flying forward. "Let me test your current cultivation level."
This was a purple bronze treasure mirror, a weapon that only cultivators in the Four Extremes Secret Realm could use. It was sturdy and powerful, descending like a purple mountain pressing down.
"Clang"
Ye Fan flicked his finger. His golden fingertip struck the purple bronze mirror, producing a crisp "ka" sound. The Four Extremes treasure mirror actually cracked, shattering in the air like brilliant fireworks.
Purple light shot into the sky. A powerful wave of energy rampaged in all directions, causing the waterfall to reverse and the stone mountain to shake. Yet Ye Fan stood unmoving.
Tu Fei cried out in anguish, "Is your body forged from sacred artifacts? My precious!" He was heartbroken. Although he had many weapons, having one so easily shattered still pained him greatly.
Ye Fan's blood and qi surged like great rivers. He felt his own power. Having cultivated the *Western Emperor Scripture*, he had finally entered the third heaven of the Dao Palace, completing the liver divine treasury, with the Five Elements corresponding to Wood.
However, he still hadn't cultivated a deity within himself, unlike others who had divine protection.
At the same time, he discovered that he was cultivating in reverse Five Elements order. The heart corresponded to Fire, the lungs to Metal, and the liver to Wood. He had first cultivated the heart divine treasury, then the lungs, and now the liver—this was precisely Fire overcoming Metal, Metal overcoming Wood, forming a reverse Five Elements cycle.
If nothing unexpected happened, his next realm would undoubtedly be the spleen divine treasury, as it corresponded to Earth, and Wood overcomes Earth.
"You don't need weapons at all. Your physical body is more powerful than any magical treasure," Tu Fei said enviously.
"I lack Source. I need a massive amount of Source."
Tu Fei's expression grew complicated. He sighed, "As long as you have Source, you'll have no bottlenecks in the Dao Palace Secret Realm. You can advance by leaps and bounds."
"So, I want to borrow Source. Lend me however much Source you have, and I'll repay you tenfold in the future." Ye Fan spoke very seriously. He felt a sense of urgency, desperately wanting to enter the Four Extremes Secret Realm.
"The little Source I have isn't even enough to fill the gaps between your teeth. You need to know, to enter the fourth heaven of the Dao Palace, you need one hundred thousand jin of Source. That's a dizzying number."
"How much Source do you have?" Ye Fan was too eager to break through.
"I have a little over one square, probably around four thousand jin."
"That's not even ten thousand jin. And you're the descendant of a Great Bandit."
Tu Fei rolled his eyes. "If Great Bandits had many Source mines, they wouldn't be Great Bandits. Besides, how would I dare touch my grandfather's treasury?"
"Source is a big problem," Ye Fan muttered to himself.
"Don't worry. I'll go out for a while and help you gather at least twenty thousand jin. No problem." Tu Fei planned to find Li Heishui, Liu Kou, Jiang Huairen, and Wu Zhongtian.
"But I'm a crippled constitution. It's not worth it for you to help me like this."
"I, Tu Fei, am not a pretentious person. To be honest, I have a gut feeling that you might break the curse of the Primordial Saint Body. Think about it—if one day you become a Greatly Accomplished Primordial Saint Body, I won't need to cultivate for the rest of my life. I can still run rampant across the Eastern Wasteland and Central Province. As long as you live for one day, my descendants can dominate the world. A Greatly Accomplished Saint Body should be able to live for at least ten thousand years, right?"
"What if I can only stop at the Dao Palace Secret Realm for my entire life?" Ye Fan asked.
"If you can't break through, then give me the Primordial Qi Cauldron. It'll let me complete the lid of the Devouring Demon Jar." Tu Fei said half-seriously, half-jokingly.
"Woof, woof, woof..." The big black dog appeared on the horizon, murderous intent radiating. It had been sleeping peacefully, only to be smashed black and blue by a falling stone. It was extremely displeased.
"I'm leaving now. At most a month, at least half a month, I'll definitely be back. Seven squares of Source is absolutely no problem." With these words, Tu Fei shot into the sky.
The big black dog ran over with a dark face, staring at Ye Fan with an unfriendly expression. "I suddenly feel like you did it."
"Did what?" Ye Fan played dumb.
"Stop pretending. Damn it, a tens-of-thousands-jin boulder fell from the sky and flattened this Emperor underneath. Ordinary people couldn't do that!" The big black dog's bald tail was practically pointing straight up.
Ye Fan stubbornly denied it and barely managed to muddle through, avoiding a man-dog battle.
The stone stockade had been completely rebuilt, nestled among green mountains and clear waters. The houses were exquisite, much better than before.
Most importantly, the environment had changed. The young girls and children were the happiest, able to soak in the clear springs every day, no longer facing wind and sand as before.
The stones outside the stockade had piled up into a small mountain, mostly foundation stones. Ye Fan had moved all the stones from the original stockade, afraid of missing anything.
Ye Fan and Fifth Master Zhang busied themselves, picking out the stone rollers, stone piers, and stone millstones from the rubble pile. There were over fifty stone tools in total.
The big black dog watched "menacingly" from the side, afraid of missing out on any benefits.
"Old Master, are you sure you want to cut them open?" Ye Fan asked.
"Cut them. I want to see what our ancestors left behind." Fifth Master Zhang replied calmly.
Ye Fan began. He cut open three stone piers in a row, but they were all waste stone—nothing inside. Fifth Master Zhang also worked personally, breaking open four stone locks, but again found nothing.
"Could we have guessed wrong? Did that old Daoist misjudge?" The two looked at each other.
"Why be so careful? Smash them all at once and be done with it," the big black dog urged.
"Go sit somewhere else!" Ye Fan glared at it.
Suddenly, a fragrance wafted out, like orchid or musk, seeping into the heart and intoxicating one to the bone.
"What's that smell?" As expected, a dog's nose was the sharpest. Black Emperor almost pressed his face against the stone roller, drool nearly dripping out.
"Something's been cut out!" Fifth Master Zhang's expression turned serious. He was cutting a stone roller, and the fragrance was precisely seeping from the stone crack.
Ye Fan's heart jumped. He dropped the millstone in his hand and came closer to look. This was truly strange—how could cutting stone produce a fragrance?
Could it be that some ancient creature or something was sealed inside?
His fingers flickered with golden light. He motioned for Fifth Master Zhang to step back. He took the stone roller in his hands. The big black dog stretched its massive head over, staring intently.
"Chi, chi, chi"
Stone chips flew. Soon, most of the stone skin on the roller was peeled away. Ye Fan noticed water stains seeping out.
Fifth Master Zhang had applied a bit too much force earlier. This stone roller was quite brittle and had cracked open. The water stains were flowing from this crack, and the fragrance also originated from it.
"We've cut out a treasure!" The big black dog, with its square head and large ears, eyes like copper bells, stared fixedly.
Ye Fan carefully peeled away the stone skin, finally cutting out a fleshy fruit from the roller's center. It was pink, somewhat resembling a peach.
"This... it's fleshy!" The big black dog was a bit dumbfounded.
"What is this thing?" Ye Fan was puzzled. He had read the *Source Heaven Scroll* but had never seen such a record.
Fifth Master Zhang was also somewhat stunned, finding it hard to believe.
The fragrance was precisely emitted by this fleshy fruit. Its skin had already broken, and half of the transparent liquid had flowed onto the stone roller. The fragrance was rich, making one want to swallow it in one gulp.
"So fragrant. Could it be an immortality fruit?" The big black dog's eyes turned green.
Hearing this, Fifth Master Zhang's heart stirred. "Our ancestors said that things sealed in stone aren't limited to Source."
"These... should be rare and extraordinary stones in the world. The things inside are unpredictable!" Ye Fan stared at these stone tools.
There was no such record in the *Source Heaven Scroll*. This fleshy fruit exceeded the category of stone materials and could only be classified as a strange stone. It seemed that the things left by the Origin Heavenly Master had extraordinary significance.
"The fruit's color is changing, and the fragrance is fading. What's happening?" Fifth Master Zhang's expression changed.
The pink fleshy fruit gradually turned green, and the fragrance indeed faded significantly.
"Eat it quickly, or the essence will dissipate!" The big black dog was anxious.
Ye Fan was uncertain. Could this thing be eaten? He dipped his finger in a drop of liquid and put it in his mouth. In an instant, he felt an unbearable bitterness, almost roaring at the sky.
The bitterness was extreme. His tongue went numb immediately, followed by a feeling of the world spinning. He nearly collapsed to the ground.
"Let me taste it!" The big black dog couldn't wait to take it. With a "keng chi," it bit off a piece, swallowing both liquid and skin.
"Woof," "woof," "woof"...
The next moment, the big black dog went into convulsions, barking wildly, desperately trying to spit it out. Then, foam poured from its mouth, and it lay on the ground twitching.
Fifth Master Zhang was completely frightened. He had originally wanted to taste it too, thinking it was some kind of fleshy immortal fruit, but now he avoided it like a snake or scorpion.
No one knew how much time passed before Ye Fan recovered, no longer dizzy. He exclaimed in shock, "What kind of fruit is this?"
By now, the big black dog had nearly become a dead dog, only its limbs still twitching, continuously foaming at the mouth.
Ye Fan examined it and determined its life should be safe, but this state was quite terrible. He didn't know when it would recover.
He scanned the remaining stone tools, feeling for the first time the gravity of the situation. "These are all rare treasures left by the Origin Heavenly Master. We have no idea what they're used for. We shouldn't cut any more. Let's wait until we understand them before proceeding."
Ye Fan vaguely felt that these might be extraordinary items. What the Red Dragon old Daoist was looking for might be precisely this kind of fleshy fruit!
This was most likely a priceless treasure. At this stage, without understanding, they absolutely couldn't act rashly again.
"This millstone has already been cut open by you. Let's just open it and see. Preserve the other stone tools," Fifth Master Zhang said.
Ye Fan nodded. He had already cut open several stone tools but only unearthed one fleshy fruit. This millstone might not yield anything.
But when he peeled away the stone skin and cut to the millstone's center, tens of thousands of divine rays shot out, dazzling and brilliant, making it impossible to open one's eyes.