Chapter 582: Hua Tian Du, truly a rebellious traitor!

At the deepest part of Yuhua Tiangong were three towering suns, but these were not real suns—they were the three sages of Yuhua Sect.

These three sages, towering above all, seemed to truly possess the pure yang power of the great sun, illuminating the deep void of Yuhua Tiangong.

If a being of profound cultivation were to look, they would see that the space and time around these three sages operated in an unimaginable manner, and countless other dimensions, strange worlds, seemed to arise from their surroundings.

The Three Sages of Yuhua!

The three most powerful beings in Yuhua Sect.

After these three beings spoke, Feng Baiyu nodded.

Upon Yufeng, the form of the Supreme Zhang Sect, Feng Baiyu, appeared.

"Fang Qingxue, Fang Yu."

"Disciples present."

Fang Yu and Fang Qingxue immediately looked toward the beautiful youth appearing in the void—the Supreme Zhang Sect of Yuhua Sect, Feng Baiyu—and both bowed with clasped hands.

"Fang Qingxue, Fang Yu, you have done exceptionally well—you both passed the Wind-Fire Great Catastrophe. For such outstanding disciples, the sect must certainly nurture you well and aid you in further elevating your cultivation base. The Three Sages deep within Tiangong have taken notice of you, so I have decided to reward each of you with two million pure yang elixirs to assist you in manifesting the Heavenly and Earthly Dharma Form."

The Supreme Zhang Sect spoke.

After his words fell, countless pure yang forces burst forth from the void, like rivers splitting into two streams, flowing respectively toward Fang Yu and Fang Qingxue.

Even before each stream of pure yang arrived, it emitted an aura that brought comfort to the heart; some disciples with low cultivation base could not help but elevate a realm merely by inhaling the scent of that pure yang force.

This pure yang force was even more exquisite than the finest spiritual medicines in the world, though if this pure yang force truly flowed down, ordinary disciples could not absorb it.

Pure yang force, after all, is the Xu Yuan Qi of the Immortal Realm, imbued with the Nine Yang Qi—it is the most yang and rigid energy in heaven and earth. The leaked aura is quite pleasant, but refining it is by no means easy.

Yet for disciples like Fang Yu and Fang Qingxue—world-class geniuses—refining pure yang Xu Yuan Qi is no difficult matter.

The two exchanged glances and spoke in unison: "Thank you, Supreme Zhang Sect, for your nurturing. Disciples will surely break through to the Heavenly and Earthly Dharma Form realm as soon as possible, bringing glory to our Yuhua Sect."

After speaking, Fang Yu and Fang Qingxue each took in the stream of pure yang force containing two million pure yang elixirs.

Fang Yu's heart murmured in admiration.

In his memory, Yuhua Sect had always been stingy—any Longevity Secret Realm giant within the sect could have contributed a bit of Immortal Realm Xu Yuan Qi, granting decent cultivation resources to both inner and outer disciples, preventing them from having to rely on Human Grade Low-Tier elixirs like Grain Grain Bigu Pills or Human Grade Mid-Tier Jingyuan Pills.

But Yuhua Sect refused to nurture them, unlike Taiyi Sect, where most disciples could take Human Grade High-Tier Baiyang Pills, and those with better conditions could even take Human Grade Top-Tier Nascent Soul Pills.

With better nourishment, Taiyi Sect's disciples naturally entered the Divine Ability Secret Realm in greater numbers, unlike Yuhua Sect, where disciples struggled immensely to ascend to the Divine Ability Secret Realm.

But recently, Yuhua Sect had stopped being stingy with him—after he elevated his realm and passed the Wind-Fire Great Catastrophe, the sect rewarded him with two million pure yang elixirs, equivalent to two hundred million Nascent Soul Pills or twenty billion Baiyang Pills.

According to the Supreme Zhang Sect's words, even the Three Sages of Yuhua had learned of this.

This was somewhat unbelievable.

Did my passing the Wind-Fire Great Catastrophe really stir the Three Sages of Yuhua?

Fang Yu thought for a moment and roughly deduced something.

This matter might be connected to his senior sister, Qingxue, also having passed the Wind-Fire Great Catastrophe.

The reincarnation of the Thunder Mother… passing the Wind-Fire Great Catastrophe was also a good thing for the Three Sages of Yuhua.

But regardless, the sect's reward of two million pure yang elixirs was indeed substantial wealth—it would allow Fang Yu to cultivate directly within Yuhua Sect, reaching the 9th Stage of Divine Abilities, the Heavenly and Earthly Dharma Form realm.

"You must also cultivate diligently and elevate your realm. According to Yuhua Sect's rules, any disciple who reaches the Heavenly Man Realm may request one favor; those who reach the Golden Core Realm will be granted supreme divine arts; and those who pass the Wind-Fire Great Catastrophe will receive further rewards."

After rewarding them with pure yang elixirs, the Supreme Zhang Sect did not leave immediately but gazed at the many disciples atop Yufeng and spoke.

His voice flowed through the void, reaching every disciple's ears—whether true transmission, inner, or outer disciple—all heard clearly, their faces filled with determination and drive.

The Supreme Zhang Sect had spoken to them!

Reach the Heavenly Man Realm, and one favor will be granted.

Reach the Golden Core Realm, and supreme divine arts will be rewarded!

Supreme divine arts—those were supreme divine arts.

To obtain even one supreme divine art would be their deepest wish.

"Disciples will certainly cultivate diligently and not betray the sect's nurturing!"

All disciples spoke in unison.

"Good. In a few days, the Shanhe Ranking Tournament will begin, and the sect has prepared abundant rewards—far richer than last year's—to nurture you. You must strive hard and strive for high rankings."

The Supreme Zhang Sect spoke again, then his figure vanished.

"Abundant rewards? What could they be?"

After the Supreme Zhang Sect left, many inner disciples atop Yufeng began discussing, their faces filled with joy.

Since joining Yuhua Sect, many had never seen the Supreme Zhang Sect before—they never imagined he was such a young, beautiful youth, not the ancient, ethereal, kind-faced old man they had expected.

"Last year's first prize was a Yin-Yang Wan Shou Pill. This year's reward must be more than just one Yin-Yang Wan Shou Pill."

"Yin-Yang Wan Shou Pill—that's a Heaven-Extreme elixir! One Yin-Yang Wan Shou Pill can increase six hundred years of lifespan. I heard it's forged from the Supreme Zhang Sect's blood…"

"Nonsense. The Yin-Yang Wan Shou Pill isn't forged from the Supreme Zhang Sect's blood—he personally refined it, but he wouldn't use his own blood. Still, it truly does grant six hundred years of lifespan…"

"Last year, Senior Brother Fang Han won first place in the Shanhe Ranking Tournament and took the Yin-Yang Wan Shou Pill. If there are multiple this year, I'll try to win one too—six hundred years of lifespan? Who doesn't like it? Who doesn't need it!"

"This year's reward probably isn't just one treasure weapon—if there are ten or even dozens, that would be a fortune."

"No one knows, but just thinking about it is exciting! We must cultivate diligently and prepare for the Shanhe Ranking Tournament."

All disciples atop Yufeng were eager, but there was still one matter to attend to: congratulating Senior Brother Fang Yu and Senior Sister Fang Qingxue on successfully passing the Wind-Fire Great Catastrophe.

This matter was even more important.

The entire Yufeng echoed with congratulations and celebrations, but beyond Yufeng—on Meng Shaobai's peak, Wan Luo's peak, Lingxiao's peak—the true transmission disciples were far from pleased.

"Fang Yu also passed the Wind-Fire Great Catastrophe? Now it'll be harder to kill him. But that's fine—the stronger he becomes, the more I want to exterminate him. If I can slay him, my Dao will be perfected. Just thinking about it is pleasing."

Meng Shaobai wore white robes, his face cold, and beyond coldness, he carried a touch of malice—as if, after fusing with the Peng Egg, he had gained a hint of demonic nature.

Suddenly, three pairs of wings appeared behind this outstanding genius of Yuhua Sect; with a single flap, he vanished into the wind.

This young immortal decided to leave for cultivation trials, seeking opportunities to strive toward the Longevity Secret Realm. If he reached the Longevity Secret Realm, the current situation of Yuhua Sect would change utterly.

"Damn it, damn it! Why didn't the Wind-Fire Great Catastrophe burn Fang Yu to ashes, even though he cultivated so many divine arts? How did he pass it? And now he's been rewarded with two million pure yang elixirs by the Supreme Zhang Sect? My entire fortune is only ninety million Baiyang Pills."

An expression of disbelief spread across Dong Lingxiao's entire face; inwardly he was in agony, tormented, nearly going mad — one must understand that he had cultivated a Golden Core with over a dozen kinds of Divine Abilities, and for several hundred years had not dared to attempt crossing the Wind and Fire Great Tribulation, because he felt that if he truly went to cross the Wind and Fire Great Tribulation, he himself would truly perish.

Although his cultivation base had not advanced at all over these several hundred years, still at the Golden Core Realm, within the Yuhua Sect the Golden Core Realm had already given him a sufficiently high status — wherever he went, he had to be respected by others.

But now, Fang Yu and Fang Qingxue had actually directly crossed the Wind and Fire Great Tribulation, and moreover received the two million Pure Yang Pills bestowed by the Men Sect — that clearly posed no difficulty whatsoever, and they would certainly be able to cultivate to the 9th Stage of Divine Abilities, Heaven and Earth Dharma Phase realm!

The moment he thought of this matter, Lingxiao was incomparably jealous.

"Why, why — his Golden Core of ninety-nine kinds of Divine Abilities dares to cross the Tribulation, yet the heavens did not let the Wind and Fire Great Tribulation burn him to death — is there any justice in this?"

This Golden Core Realm ancient minor overlord roared wildly in his heart.

On the other side, Nan Wan Luo was the same — originally, when Fang Yu was going to cross the Wind and Fire Great Tribulation, his heart had secretly rejoiced, because in the history of the Yuhua Sect there had never been anyone who cultivated ninety-some kinds of Divine Abilities and still managed to cross the Wind and Fire Great Tribulation.

When he had just entered the Yuhua Sect, at that time the Yuhua Sect had more than five Golden Core experts — at least ten Golden Core experts — but later on, several Golden Core experts all perished while crossing the Wind and Fire Great Tribulation, and among them the most outstanding Golden Core senior brothers had all cultivated over forty kinds of Divine Abilities, dazzlingly brilliant, yet they too failed to cross the Tribulation — this was a tremendous blow to the Yuhua Sect.

Therefore, even though Wan Luo had cultivated to the Golden Core Realm, he still acted with extreme caution, temporarily not going to cross the Tribulation — yet now these two rising stars, Fang Yu and Fang Qingxue, had both crossed the Wind and Fire Great Tribulation, and for him this was simply too agonizing.

"Senior Brother Hua Tiandu, you must return from the Congtaiyi Sect — the格局 of the Yuhua Sect has truly changed!"

This former one of the five true disciples roared furiously in his heart, one cry after another.

And on Feather Peak, Fang Yu and Fang Qingxue were still sitting cross-legged.

The two of them savored the changes that had occurred within themselves after crossing the Wind and Fire Great Tribulation, each having some insights of their own.