Nox's POV:
So, I've been studying the stone for several days now and I can conclude with certainty that this black rock isn't a geode. While it's true it has a hollow interior, which is likely why it was mistaken for one, there are some indications from its worn-down edges that it was man made. I can also conclude that it is just a piece of something bigger by some of the lines that had been carved here and there, which also indicates it was manmade.
"Hello!"
The reason why I couldn't see through it is because of the strange metal it is made from. It seems to be a highly compact mix of different metals that give off different energies that have completely insulated the interior, while also messing with all my ten brands of elemental-based sixth sense, which explains why I couldn't see through it, as my regular sixth sense is just the upgraded version of what the nascent soul uses.
"Hey, are you listening to me?"
While nascent souls gain the ability to sense fluctuations of energy pertaining to their assigned elements through their spiritual connection to their cultivation core, I on the other hand am able to perceive all nine elements through my connection to a multielement spirit core, as well as the non-elemental mana due to my special physique. Not only are my senses more versatile than those cheap knockoffs cultivators use due to the multiple elements I can sense at once, but they are also much more detailed as I can actually feel the very atoms in the air, unlike cultivators who can't even see their own skin cells. Many speculate that the schools of enchantment and spell magic were created in an attempt to emulate spirit magic, but I wouldn't be surprised if the same was true for cultivators as I seem to find more and more similarities between them and elemental spirits.
"Answer me!"
Back to the point, while I haven't been able to deduce what's inside due to its exterior jamming my signals, I can however, confirm there is something inside as I can feel it bouncing around when I shake the metal rock. I have been refraining from opening it, as I have fallen victim to many nasty surprises in the past when opening treasure boxes. I still remember how I searched every square inch of an ancient ruin, only to find out several mimics later that some asshats had snatched all the treasure a week before I got there.
"HEY!"
"Huh?"
I was snapped out of my PTSD from my salty graverobbing days by some old dude with a scruffy gray beard littered with strands of animal hair. I was currently trying to sell my beast egg omelets, but since business was slow and people seemed less interested in my menu of egg dishes with each day that passes, I let myself get distracted by my own thoughts.
"Oh, a customer! So, what can I interest you in today sir? May I recommend the salty-!"
"Are you the one who sold Sanvhi that butterfly spider or not?" Fur-beard asked, in an irritated tone.
"Sorry Sir! I'm out of butterfly spider sandwiches! But I could make you a ground fly sandwich! They taste pretty much the same!"
"What? No, I don't want a sandwich! I am asking about beast eggs!"
"Okay, so do you want bacon with that?"
"*sigh* Never mind! I must have the wrong person! You wouldn't happen to have seen someone selling beast eggs here recently, have you?"
"You in the market for a beast egg? That will be 1 mid-grade magic stone up front by the way!"
"What? I said I don't want any food! And why are your prices so expensive? You know what? Never mind! I don't have time for this! Have you seen a man covered in bandages selling beast eggs here? Yes, or no?"
"Maybe I have, maybe I haven't! What's it to you?"
"*sigh* I am from the beast tamers guild, here on official business! It is in your best interest to comply with my investigation!" He said, while pulling out a silver token with a beast's fangs printed on it.
Crap! Someone must have realized my permit was fake and reported me.
"I think I just saw him run down that alley way?"
Please buy it! Please buy it! Please buy it!
"WHAT?! WAIT, HOLD ON!" fur-beard the cop shouted as he ran into the alley I pointed at.
Yes! Okay time to pack up and skip town while my fake cop buys me some time.
"WHO ARE YOU? OUT OF MY WAY! HEY, LET GO OF ME!"
I quickly went under the counter of my food stall and opened the trap door to my secret base. I rushed to shove everything I could into dimensional storage. Unfortunately, I can't put the eggs inside without risking damaging the unborn little critters, so I just shoved them in a basket and ran down the escape tunnel.
*CRASH*
*thud*
"Note to self: don't dig escape tunnel under a trap!"
Just as I began running down the tunnel of freedom, officer fur-beard and the city guard golem, smashed through the roof and landed right on top of me. Fortunately, my money fetuses survived the-!
*Splatter*
"…"
"Ugh! Where are we? Why is there a tunnel here?"
While I was lamenting the fact I just watched my stagnant goldmine get splattered all over the floor by a delayed rock falling from the roof, fur-beard started looking around as he got up from the remains of officer golem. May he rest in pieces.
"So, it was a golem! YOU! I SEE, SO THIS WAS YOUR DOING! EXPLAIN YOURSELF!"
"ME? WHY DON'T YOU EXPLAIN YOURSELF! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO SEARCH THE PREMISES WITHOUT A PERMIT, SO WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY BASEMENT!"
"Basement?"
"YES, THIS WAS MY BASEMENT, UNTIL YOU SMASHED IT! DO YOU HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY FOR YOURSELF?!"
"But you!"
"BUT NOTHING! YOU KNOW HOW MUCH IT WILL COST TO REPAIR THIS?! NOT TO MENTION ALL MY SUPPLIES FOR MY FOOD STALL WAS DOWN HERE! AND NOW IT'S ALL DESTROYED, BURIED UNDER A MOUNTAIN OF RUBBLE! I AM RUINED! DO YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST DO WHATEVER YOU WANT BECAUSE YOU ARE FROM THE TAMER'S GUILD!"
"No, I-!"
"HOW AM I TO FEED MY CHILDREN NOW? YOU HAVE DOOMED MY FAMILY YOU MONSTER!" I screamed as people started casting their looks of judgment onto fur-beard thanks to my awesome acting skills.
"Sorry? But I-!"
"SORRY WON'T FEED LITTLE AIKO OR PAY FOR SHINJI'S MEDICIN! HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO TELL MY WIFE OUR CHILDREN ARE GOING TO DIE? AND IT IS ALL BECAUSE OF THE BEAST TAMER'S GUILD!" I shouted, giving the most convincing crocodile tears I could.
"I'll pay for the damages, just stop crying and shouting!"
"Really! *sniffle* This is about how much it all cost!" I said, pulling out a piece of paper.
"Yes! I promise so-! This can't be right! 60 MID-GRADE MAGIC STONES?! THIS IS DAYLIGHT ROBBERY!"
"WAH! MY CHILDREN ARE GOING TO STARVE ALL BECAUSE OF THE TAMER'S-!"
"Fine, just shut up! Hm?" He said, throwing me ruffly the value of my egg collection.
"Thank you, kind sir!" I said as I started gathering the rocks on the ground while he was looking over at something in the rubble.
"I will be on my-!" Just as I was about to leave, the fur-beard grabbed my shoulder and kidnapped me with a swift teleport.