Chapter 328

Yuhua Sect, True Disciple, Fang Yu!

If in past years the Cultivation World had little awareness of this name, now and in the future, whether in Xiandao Sect or demonic sects, all will know the legendary fame of this Yuhua Sect prodigy.

Indeed, Fang Yu's casual strike instantly established his formidable reputation, and it will spread swiftly.

Everyone knew Yuhua Sect had a legendary prodigy, a Heavenly Man Realm cultivator, yet with a single motion he shattered the encirclement of six True Persons from Mentaiyi Sect—this was simply inconceivable.

Know that these six True Persons of Mentaiyi Sect—Fushou True Person, Luming True Person, Changchun True Person, Kanli True Person—had already earned great renown a century ago and are now prominent figures in the Dao Cultivation World; each possessed magic power double that of an ordinary Heavenly Man Realm cultivator, nearly triple. Yet now, they could not withstand a single blow from this Yuhua Sect Heavenly Man Realm disciple.

Instantly, all cultivators turned their gazes toward Fang Yu, whispering among themselves.

"This Yuhua Sect true disciple is named Fang Yu? I've never heard of him before—how could his magic power be so profound?"

"Terrifying, truly terrifying. I've cultivated to the Heavenly Man Realm with only thirteen thousand Xuanhuang Horse Powers. Even elders in my sect praised me as a genius. But now, seeing him, what am I? Nothing at all before this Fang Yu!"

"Heavenly Man Realm, Heavenly Man Realm—how could he amass so much magic power? Logically, the combined array of Mentaiyi's six True Persons should rival a Golden Core cultivator, yet they were defeated by Fang Yu, a peer in the Heavenly Man Realm. Their lifelong reputations are ruined."

"Ah, Yuhua Sect has produced another genius! The disciple who just slew the Seven-Night Demon Lord and seized the peerless treasure was Fang Han, a Yuhua Sect true disciple. Now another true disciple, Fang Yu, has appeared. Could there be a connection? I've heard Yuhua Sect also has a Fang family woman named Fang Qingxue—she's even more terrifying!"

"Indeed. Yuhua Sect has now produced three Fang family disciples in the Divine Ability Secret Realm. They must be connected."

Many murmured among themselves, but Zhao Zhao Xuanyi, hearing the name Fang Yu, furrowed his brows—then roared: "Since you are a Yuhua Sect true disciple, every word and deed of yours represents Yuhua Sect. Why did you attack a disciple of Mentaiyi Sect? What is your intent? Are you trying to turn to the demonic path?"

Zhao Zhao Xuanyi's voice was icy, condescending, interrogating Fang Yu.

Fang Yu laughed. "Oh, Zhao Zhao Xuanyi? I haven't even asked you anything, yet you come to question me? Let me ask you: Fang Han is my Yuhua Sect true disciple. How dare Mentaiyi kill him and seize his treasure? Even if he committed a crime, only our Zhang Sect leader, Elder Tian Xing, has the authority to punish him. Have you overstepped too far? Or have you already declared yourselves leaders of the Xiandaoshi Sect? If this continues, will you next depose any sect leader you dislike at will?"

"Audacious! Reckless! You accuse Mentaiyi of arbitrarily deposing Xiandaoshi leaders? You're sowing discord among the Xiandaoshi Sects—your intent is sinister!"

Zhao Zhao Xuanyi flew into rage, his gaze colder. "As for Fang Han—he secretly aided the Demon Marshal, everyone saw it clearly. Had we not acted first and reported later, how many fellow cultivators would have perished? The arrow is on the string—we had no choice. My intent was merely to capture him and return him to Yuhua Sect for judgment. Yet you slander me?"

Zhao Zhao Xuanyi was a Golden Core cultivator, his words carried immense weight. Upon his declaration, many Dao sect disciples nearby echoed his words.

"Senior Brother Zhao speaks truth. Had we not retreated swiftly, we would have fallen victim to the Demon Marshal's poison."

"Indeed, indeed—Fang Han revealed that demonic blade and disrupted our minds. It's utterly indefensible."

A disciple from Yiyuan Sect and one from Xiandao immediately joined in.

"Zhao Zhao Xuanyi, you're full of shit!"

At that moment, a voice suddenly rang out. Hearing those words, everyone turned pale.

Who dared speak such a thing—to a legendary Golden Core minor titan—call his words "full of shit"?

Is there no dignity left for Xiandao Sect disciples? Is there no hierarchy, no respect for rank?

Their gazes turned—and saw that the speaker was none other than Fang Han. All were stunned.

Fang Han sneered, his words sharp as blades: "You're jealous! You saw me slay the Seven-Night Demon Lord and seize the demonic blade Xue Cangqiong, so you wanted to kill me and steal it. You falsely accused me of turning demonic. Hah! This is your Mentaiyi Sect's usual tactic—don't think I don't know!"

Fang Han spoke rapidly, urgently. His single phrase "you're full of shit" stunned Zhao Zhao Xuanyi into silence—and seizing the moment, he continued, each word bellowed.

"No one knows Mentaiyi has long harbored ambition to control Yuhua Sect. That's why you aided Hua Tiandu of Yuhua Sect—waiting until he reaches the Longevity Secret Realm, then seizing our sect's authority! And you even want to form an alliance of elite disciples from all sects to enforce your will—isn't your wolfish ambition obvious to all?"

"You Mentaiyi even dare to claim divine authority by virtue of merit, to define heavenly tribulations by your own standards! If we Xiandao Sect disciples don't follow your dictates, you forcibly summon tribulations to kill us! Such ambition is more demonic than the demonic path itself!"

Zhao Zhao Xuanyi, the Mentaiyi Golden Core master, remained stunned by the phrase "you're full of shit," his mind racing to crush Fang Han—when he heard Fang Han speak again: "All of you, will you just watch as Mentaiyi slowly devours you? Today he uses 'turning demonic' as an excuse to target me—tomorrow he'll use 'colluding with demons' to target you. Afterward, whenever you gain a divine opportunity or acquire a high-grade magic treasure, they'll seize it all!"

Fang Han spoke swiftly, like a string of pearls, his words alarmist yet powerfully persuasive.

Some Xiandao Sect disciples lowered their heads, silently agreeing.

"You seek death!"

Zhao Zhao Xuanyi could no longer endure. He was a legendary Golden Core titan, high position and great power—wherever he went, even the chief elders of other sects came out to greet him, his entourage grand.

Yet now, he had been insulted by a mere 3rd Stage of Divine Abilities cultivator—with the most vulgar abuse: "you're full of shit."

How could he possibly have shit to release? He had long since ceased to have any!

Zhao Zhao Xuanyi's face twisted with boundless fury. He raised his hand—storm energy coalesced into a vortex and hurled it toward Fang Han. Instantly, gales erupted above Fang Han's head, a monstrous tornado exploding downward to crush him.