Chapter 371: Nirvana's Sacred Relic

"A seed?!" Ye Fan's fingers turned a crystalline purple as he gently held the bowl-sized purple divine crystal. He was bathed in a sacred power, and his entire body was enveloped in a layer of purple mist.

The Red Dragon Old Daoist was extremely agitated, a reddish glow flickering in his eyes as he stared at the astonishing precious crystal. His voice was faint, only attracting the attention of a few.

In the Heaven-ranked Stone Garden, the air was thick with the clamor of voices, a deafening din. People found it hard to contain their emotions; what they saw was too miraculous—it was a purple Qilin.

Although the purple Qilin encased within the divine crystal was tiny, no bigger than a baby's fist, it possessed unparalleled vitality, inhaling and exhaling the essence of the sun and moon.

An endless stream of spiritual energy was drawn in. Each breath it took was like a surging tide, making everyone present feel as if they were being baptized, their bodies filled with comfort.

All of this was incredibly mysterious. Everyone knew this was a peerless immortal treasure of immeasurable value.

"A purple Qilin... it actually exists in heaven and earth! A creature on par with an immortal, it's almost like a dream—this is too incredible!"

"It's an immortal spirit born from the communion of heaven and earth, originating in ancient, even primordial times, only emerging today..."

Everyone was excited; no one could remain calm. If the Red Dragon Daoist hadn't been standing there, a bloody battle would likely have already broken out.

Even so, a group of old men, as if having taken an aphrodisiac, became vigorous and pushed forward, their eyes red, including the Supreme Elders from the various Holy Lands.

As for the Holy Sons and Holy Maidens, powerful as they were, they couldn't compare to their own Supreme Elders or the mighty Great Demons who shook entire regions. All of them were disheveled.

The younger generation was almost entirely pushed out, causing several Holy Maidens to frown deeply. Little Moon from the Ji family and the young Buddhist nun from Great Xia even wailed in protest against the older generation.

This was a crushing blow! It was the truest depiction of the people from Yaoguang. With the emergence of the heaven-defying purple Qilin, those guarding the Stone Garden felt an urge to slit their own throats.

The peculiar stone "Demonic Embryo" had been in the Stone Garden for countless years, always treated as a semi-useless stone and ignored, yet it unexpectedly yielded such an astonishing immortal treasure.

"This old man, on behalf of the Myriad Tribulations Sect... wishes to purchase this wondrous treasure!"

"So what if the Myriad Tribulations Sect is mighty? This old man, on behalf of the Yin-Yang Sect, sincerely wishes to buy this immortal treasure!"

"Can you even afford it? Do you know the value of a purple Qilin?!" A Supreme Elder from a Holy Land immediately scoffed.

"Even if we can't afford it, can you?!" The old, immortal-level figures from the great sects showed no fear towards the Supreme Elders of the Holy Lands, rebuking them sharply in return.

The group of old men felt an immense urge to fight, all incredibly excited, showing no signs of their advanced age. They appeared even more vigorous than the young Holy Sons.

Little Moon from the Ji family and the young Buddhist nun in white robes, holding the restless divine silkworm, wailed repeatedly, protesting that the older generation had stepped on their small feet.

"Enough, stop arguing!" The mighty figure from the Ji family spoke. His voice wasn't loud, but it caused everyone to fall silent.

He was tall and imposing, with silver hair like snow and skin like white jade. He was a veritable Saint Lord, and no one dared to disregard his words.

The Red Dragon Old Daoist snorted coldly and said, "What is there to argue about?"

With his hands clasped behind his back, he surveyed everyone present. Wherever his gaze landed, people felt awe, and no one dared to speak up in protest.

Such a terrifying, powerful figure, who dared to brazenly kill the Yaoguang Saint Lord and still resided within the Divine City, spoke volumes.

Even the mighty figure from the Ji family, the Third Great Bandit Xu Tianxiong, and the Imperial Uncle of Great Xia from Central Province kept a respectful distance from him, maintaining a safe gap.

"This seed... my Great Xia wishes to contend for it!" The Imperial Uncle of Great Xia from Central Province stepped forward. Even though he was wary of the Red Dragon Daoist, he absolutely could not let go of this divine object.

It was extraordinarily precious, worth obtaining, and even if danger arose, they had to fight for it.

"My Ji family is also willing to offer a sky-high price to acquire it!" The mighty figure from the Ji family declared resolutely.

Only Xu Tianxiong remained silent. Although he dared to challenge the Holy Lands, he couldn't contend for it at this moment. In terms of methods, he feared the Red Dragon Daoist; in terms of financial resources, he couldn't compare to the other two.

Needless to say, everyone else felt a chill in their hearts. No matter how precious this purple immortal Qilin was, it was not for them to claim.

"How can it be a seed?" Many were perplexed, their jaws dropped in astonishment.

"Why is it a seed? Isn't it a little Qilin beastie?" The young Buddhist nun in white finally managed to get close to the Imperial Uncle of Great Xia. No one dared to crowd around anymore. She mumbled softly.

"Whether Qilins, like immortals, truly exist, no one can say for sure. Even if they do, they wouldn't descend to the mortal world, so we wouldn't see them," the Imperial Uncle of Great Xia explained gently, doting on the young girl in white.

"Grand-Ancestor, what exactly is it?" Ji Ziyue cajoled, shaking the arm of the mighty figure from the Ji family, showing no fear of him at all.

"It's the seed of a divine medicine, the most precious sacred object in the world!" the mighty figure from the Ji family replied.

The seed of the Primordial Qilin Divine Medicine!

Ye Fan had seen the True Dragon Divine Medicine in the Myriad Dragon Nest, so he could naturally infer what the Qilin Divine Medicine would look like.

A clamor erupted among the crowd. They hadn't expected this. How could a seed take the form of a Qilin and possess such powerful life fluctuations?

In Ye Fan's hand, the tiny Qilin within the purple divine crystal was lifelike and remarkably detailed, covered in dragon scales, seemingly treading upon the waves.

It had a dragon's head, deer antlers, a lion's eyes, a tiger's back, and a bear's waist. Additionally, its back bore markings resembling a divine pattern of the Heavenly Dao, exceedingly profound.

"The legends are true..." an old-generation figure murmured to himself.

Divine medicines were extremely rare; even in primordial times, only a few could be found. They offered a chance for peerless masters with dwindling lifespans to gain new life.

Not to mention their healing effects on cultivators of other ranks, they were thus revered as the most precious sacred objects in heaven and earth.

Almost every divine medicine was unique; it was difficult to find a second one that was identical, which further demonstrated its preciousness and sacredness.

Each divine medicine was nearly impossible to reproduce, being singular. If one were destroyed, it meant its permanent erasure from heaven and earth, hence they were called supreme divine products.

This was also the fundamental reason why divine medicines were no longer seen today, having completely vanished.

"If they can't reproduce, why is there a seed like this?" someone wondered, muttering softly.

"It's the unique divine medicine itself that underwent nirvana to form this..." an old man explained.

Primordial divine medicines were unparalleled and all possessed spiritual sentience. When threatened with destruction, they could escape, flying through the sky and burrowing into the earth.

Even more miraculously, they would sometimes undergo nirvana and rebirth, concentrating themselves into a single seed, breaking through space, and choosing an immortal land more suitable for growth.

"This is a seed formed from the nirvana of an ancient divine medicine?!"

Those present were dumbfounded. Inside and outside the Stone Garden, there was a profound silence, so quiet that a dropped needle could be heard. People were utterly astonished.

Divine medicines had another name: immortal medicines. They possessed the heaven-defying power to bring the dead back to life and regenerate flesh and bones, and they themselves were almost immortal.

At this moment, everyone understood just how precious it was. For the Holy Lands, it was absolutely a priceless sacred object!

This seed had incomparably powerful life fluctuations, proving its vigorous vitality and that it could absolutely be planted and thrive.

The Holy Lands, with their tens of thousands of years of immortal heritage, could certainly afford to wait to cultivate a divine medicine. Even if it matured only once every few millennia, that would be enough!

Harvesting a divine medicine every few millennia, accumulating it over several times, could continuously extend the lifespan of exceptional individuals who had the potential to become Great Emperors. It might even lead to the emergence of a Great Emperor!

Thinking of this outcome, how could the people from the Holy Lands not be envious? This was a supreme sacred object!

Ye Fan had previously cut out a damaged humanoid Primordial Divine Medicine. Although it had roots and stems, it couldn't possibly revive without divine spring water to irrigate it.

Not to mention its severe damage, even if it were perfectly intact, if it couldn't be revived, it couldn't compare to this living Qilin seed.

Now, without anyone needing to say it, everyone knew that this seed was far more valuable than the Primordial King's head, especially for the Holy Lands. It was an immortal treasure worth fighting for, even if it meant a complete loss of face.

Moreover, the seed itself was a life-extending treasure because it was formed from the nirvana of a divine medicine, retaining the essence of endless immortal substances.

Everyone's eyes turned red with desire. Fortunately, the Red Dragon Daoist was standing beside Ye Fan; otherwise, his life would be in peril.

"The highest bidder wins; that is most fair!" the mighty figure from the Ji family stated.

The people from the Holy Lands agreed. They had no master cultivators present and could only contend with their financial power. Otherwise, a single Xu Tianxiong would be enough to slaughter everyone.

The Red Dragon Old Daoist spoke, "I know what you're thinking. Do you wish to exclude me?"

His words were calm, yet they made hearts pound. He continued, "The Great Emperors of old were not created by piling up divine medicines. If one cannot achieve enlightenment on their own, giving them nine chances at reincarnation would still be futile!"

The divine medicine seed, shaped like a Qilin, bore Dao patterns on its back like a celestial map, exceedingly profound and mysteriously divine.

At this moment, it continuously absorbed the essence of the sun and moon, as if resurrecting, exhaling vital energy like surging waves, bathing everyone in the Stone Garden in a sacred aura.

Ye Fan held the Qilin seed, his entire body turning a crystalline purple, like jade. He truly didn't want to sell it and deeply wished to keep it.

"Let's not argue for now. We should quickly complete the array patterns. If a divine maiden leaps out of the blood sacrifice altar, it will be a great disaster."

The mighty figure from the Ji family suggested this, wanting to carve the array patterns properly as a precaution. As for the Qilin divine medicine seed, it could be discussed after the stone gambling ended.

"Little Ye Zi, we can't keep this seed..." Li Heishui secretly transmitted his voice, constantly complaining and gasping in amazement.

At this moment, everyone's gaze towards Ye Fan was distinctly different. First, he cut out the ancient insect divine source, then the Qilin divine medicine seed, overpowering the Grandmasters of Source Arts, which truly shocked people.

Even the proud Holy Sons and Holy Maidens extended olive branches, offering goodwill, let alone everyone else.

A future Source Heavenly Master!

Many had already labeled him as such. To overpower a Grandmaster of Source Arts at such a young age meant his future achievements were limitless. He was very likely to become a legendary figure of his generation.

Even the few Saint Lord-level figures looked at him with a different light when their gazes swept over him.

"Continue cutting the stones!" Nangong Qi said expressionlessly.

"So what if a divine medicine seed was cut out? Can it compare to a divine maiden? In the end, they'll still lose to us."

The young people from the ancient Source Art families were very unconvinced, sneering softly.

"Hmph, cut away. We congratulate him on cutting out even more precious sacred objects from the immortal tomb! That way, our gains will be even more abundant!"

They were confident they could cut out a divine maiden, witnessing a miracle in the history of Source Arts, and didn't believe there was anything more precious in the world.

"Then open your eyes wide and watch carefully, as we cut out an immortal from the immortal tomb!" Li Heishui retorted defiantly, though he was actually feeling quite uneasy.

There are two more chapters. Chen Dong doesn't write fast, and I don't have any drafts saved to post, but I am working hard and will continue writing. Today is the first day of May.