Chapter 1118: Urgent! Urgent! Extremely Urgent!

A multitude of High-Grade Dao artifacts appeared before the senior elders of Yuhua Sect, fully demonstrating Fang Yu's extraordinary fortune.

Inside the Jin Xian Hall, many senior elders listened to Fang Yu's words and gazed at the towering High-Grade Dao artifacts, their expressions shifting.

"High-Grade Dao artifacts! So many High-Grade Dao artifacts! How could this boy Fang Yu possess so many? I've cultivated for thousands of years within Yuhua Tiangong and traveled far and wide, yet I never obtained even one High-Grade Dao artifact—only a few Mid-Tier High Grade ones at best."

"Listen—he gained immense benefits in the Wuji Great World! When did he enter the Wuji Star Palace and slay so many of its experts? Young Master Chunan, Wuji Star Palace's first genius Hong Hong Tianjing—he killed both of them and acquired three High-Grade Dao artifacts? If I'd known, I'd have gone myself to slay Wuji Star Palace's supreme geniuses!"

"Fang Yu even slew the Divine Clan's Divine Emperor and Fomen's experts, and obtained High-Grade Dao artifacts from the Divine Clan and Fomen? How is this possible? Whether the Divine Clan's Divine Emperor or Fomen's Bodhisattvas, none lacked supreme power within their own realm—could Fang Yu's strength have reached such a level?"

"This boy is a killing star. While we cultivated deep within Yuhua Tiangong, he seemed to have unleashed slaughter beyond the Xuan Huang Great World—slaying Divine Clan's Divine Emperors, Fomen's experts, even Wuji Star Palace's elites—all who opposed him, he killed? I could never do such a thing."

"If I ventured out and encountered a Divine Clan's Divine Emperor, I wouldn't seize his High-Grade Dao artifact—I'd be slain by him!"

"Indeed. A Divine Emperor who has cultivated to the Immortal Body or Realm of Realms, wielding a High-Grade Dao artifact—I could never kill him."

Senior elders who had reached the Realm of Realms and Zhouguang Realm were stunned again and again, unable to believe that Fang Yu, while away, had accomplished so much—it was truly shocking to hear, and even more so to see.

Even Guanghe Dao Ren, a senior elder who had reached the fifth stage of Immortality—Creation Realm—showed astonishment on his face: "Truly, talent emerges in every generation, each leading the world for ten thousand years. I was once a famed genius myself, encountering many supreme geniuses—but back then, I could only protect myself, never slay those geniuses. Reaching the Creation Realm was a slow accumulation of time and effort; my High-Grade Dao artifact was forged by my own hand after I attained that realm. I never had the kind of fortune you have—slaying countless foes and seizing so many High-Grade Dao artifacts."

This senior elder of the fifth stage of Immortality—Creation Realm—sighed repeatedly, then spoke to the three blazing suns above: "Three Saints, Yuhua Sect cannot afford to lose a genius like Fang Yu. Such a genius is a being of immense destiny; his growth is drenched in blood and storm, but once he rises, he will protect our sect for countless eons. If we nurture him well for a few years, his achievements will not fall short of yours, Three Saints."

At these words, many senior elders were stunned—they had not expected Guanghe Dao Ren to hold Fang Yu in such high regard, nor that he would voice such words, which seemed almost heretical. But when they recalled who had spoken—Guanghe Dao Ren—they found it perfectly reasonable.

This ancient elder had lived too long—he was of the same generation as the Three Saints of Yuhua. Though his cultivation base had not reached their level, his seniority was equal, and his words naturally commanded the Three Saints' respect.

"Fang Yu, I never imagined your cultivation base had reached the fourth stage of Immortality—Zhouguang Realm. Your pace of cultivation is unprecedented in all of Yuhua Sect."

At that moment, a young boy appeared in the void—his aura soaring, brows bold, bearing the demeanor of one who surveyed the four seas, saw nothing before him, and controlled the future—it was Feng Feng Baiyu, the Supreme Sect Master of Yuhua Sect.

"Sect Master."

Upon seeing the Supreme Sect Master Feng Feng Baiyu arrive, all senior elders bowed.

"We pay homage to the Sect Master."

Fang Yu also bowed, his gaze studying the Supreme Sect Master before him. Previously, he had not seen clearly—only sensing the Sect Master's power was immensely strong. Now, he realized the power within the Sect Master's body was nearing or had already reached the magnitude of a trillion.

Yet Fang Yu could only roughly sense it, not confirm it fully—because when he looked at the Sect Master, he felt a brilliant light within his body, a radiance illuminating all realms—clearly, it was the Supreme Dao artifact, Tian Huang Mirror.

Because of the Tian Huang Mirror, Fang Yu could not fully penetrate the Sect Master's true strength.

"Fang Yu, according to Yuhua Sect's rules, your attainment of the fourth stage of Immortality—Zhouguang Realm—is a momentous event for our sect, and must be celebrated. But today you engaged in violent combat, staining our sect with blood. Your celebration is hereby canceled."

Feng Feng Baiyu's gaze fixed on Fang Yu as he spoke.

These words immediately revealed the stance of Yuhua Sect's current Supreme Sect Master.

Instantly, all senior elders began whispering among themselves.

"It seems Feng Feng Baiyu stands on Fang Yu's side in this matter."

"Indeed. Compared to Deng Ao and Sun Sun Xihua, Fang Yu's potential is simply too immense. He reached the fourth stage of Immortality—Zhouguang Realm—in just a few years, while Deng Ao and Sun Sun Xihua remain at the third stage. Most crucially, even an ancient like Mr. Tao, who reached the fourth stage of Immortality—Zhouguang Realm—was defeated by Fang Yu in a single strike. The weight of this matter is clear to the Supreme Sect Master."

"Moreover, Hua Tianjing's actions this time were truly terrible—terrible indeed. Why has Yuhua Sect historically refrained from recruiting heavily from outside? Not because of insufficient resources—no, it's because we feared absorbing outsiders would fracture our unity. Only disciples we train ourselves can be trusted; they alone feel true belonging to the sect."

"Yes, look at how Fang Yu acted just now—did any of the Wan Shou Realm star lords fight to the death? If Yuhua Sect relies on such turncoats to oppose enemies, we will surely perish."

"I support Fang Yu. Deng Ao, Sun Sun Xihua—they brought this upon themselves."

"But Hua Tianjing possesses the Great Desert Ancient Furnace and is destined to the Wu Zhiku. To obtain the Wu Zhiku's treasures, we likely must rely on Hua Tianjing. Now that Fang Yu has eliminated Deng Ao and Sun Sun Xihua, what will Hua Tianjing think?"

"Hua Tianjing's heart has long turned to Daotaiyi Sect. If we still trust him, we risk disaster. I've heard Fang Yu obtained the Great Primordial Technique—he may be able to retrieve the treasures from the Wu Zhiku."

"Yet we cannot lightly abandon Hua Tianjing, this supreme genius."

Many senior elders pondered, exchanging thoughts silently.

"Fang Yu, let this matter end here. You purged the sect of disloyal disciples, preserving our purity—this is good. Deng Ao and Sun Sun Xihua received their due punishment. But the Five Sword Young Master, the Green-Faced Venerable, and Mr. Tao did not deserve death—release them."

At that moment, three vast waves of magic power descended from the highest suns, manifesting three experts within three clouds of light shaped like ten-thousand-acre lotuses. Each expert wore ancient high-crowned robes, and pure qi rose from their crowns, condensing into five surging waves—each wave like a mighty river flowing deep into the void, within which floated countless golden lights.

A profound aura of Three Flowers Converging on the Crown, Five Qi Flowing to the Origin.

These were the Three Saints of Yuhua—Wang Wang Kunlun, Zhao Shenyang, and Wu Zhiku.

"Yes, Three Saints."

Fang Yu nodded, waved his hand, and released the Green-Faced Venerable, the Five Sword Young Master, and Mr. Tao. He had never intended to kill them—his true targets were the Demon-Slaying Immortal and Sun Sun Xihua.

These two were utterly loyal to Hua Tianjing—they had to die.

"Fang Yu, remember—you are always of Yuhua Sect. Your position is First Deputy Sect Master. We place great trust in you. But do not kill too ruthlessly. I've heard Wuji Star Palace and Zumashen Sect have placed you on their kill lists."

Feng Feng Baiyu spoke.

"Oh? So even the Supreme Sect Master knows of Zumashen Sect's affairs."

Fang Yu smiled slightly. He had slain a Zumashen Sect senior elder on Mount Qingqiu—being marked for death by Zumashen Sect was only natural. But that the Sect Master knew as well?

He did not say this: his listing as a target by Wuji Star Palace was inevitable—even if he did nothing, the outcome would not change. For many years, every disciple of Yuhua Sect had been marked for death by Wuji Star Palace—all because of the Supreme Sect Master, Feng Feng Baiyu.

But this matter need not be spoken.

"Enough. Let today's matter end. Our disciples and elders must unite—no internal strife. The aura of the great calamity grows ever denser; every disciple must stand together to survive this trial."

One of the Three Saints of Yuhua spoke.

"Yes."

All bowed in assent.

"Three Saints, Sect Master, esteemed senior elders, I take my leave. I hope to reach the Creation Realm before the great calamity arrives."

Fang Yu spoke, and his words sent ripples through many senior elders' minds.

"Go."

Even Feng Feng Baiyu cast one more glance at Fang Yu before allowing him to depart.

This great affair ended.

Fang Yu had reached the fourth stage of Immortality—Zhouguang Realm, slain two senior elders of Yuhua Sect, purged all of Hua Tianjing's influence—and received no punishment, returning safely to Yufeng.

Though Yuhua Sect tightly sealed the news, it could not be contained—it spread swiftly.

Far beyond the realm, on a distant planet, Hua Tianjing and Chi Chi Rongtian were still playing chess. Both were Immortal Body beings—in the mortal world, they would be revered as immortals. Their games lasted not merely days, but years without fatigue.

Moreover, Hua Tianjing and Chi Chi Rongtian's chess game drew many idle experts—even members of the Liudao Alliance, Tian Dao Pavilion, and Jiuding Xuan came to watch.

"Brother Tiandu, this game of chess we're playing has more and more pieces, interlocking and tangled, intricate and treacherous beyond compare. Are you truly determined to keep playing?"

Chi Rongtian placed a piece as he spoke.

"That's no problem at all. Even if I play for a whole year, there won't be any issue."

Hua Tiandu laughed, then reached out with another beckoning gesture. A mountain peak from ten thousand li away flew up, transformed into a giant chess piece, and like a meteor crashing to the ground, landed heavily on the surface, gleaming on the enormous chessboard.

"A killing move, fine play!"

Chi Rongtian praised repeatedly, then with a grand sweep of his hand, grabbed a mountain peak and set it down on the board. "Speaking of which, Brother Tiandu's people should have already cleared out Fang Yu's faction within the Yuhua Sect by now. After all this time, there should be news."

"News should arrive shortly. It will certainly drive him mad. As the saying goes, before you destroy a man, you must first make him mad. Once he goes mad, he'll violate the rules of our Yuhua Sect Sect, and I have a hundred ways to make sure he's sanctioned. Within our Yuhua Sect, the Supreme Elders who support me are hardly few in number."