Ancient Supreme Demon System: The Strongest Existence

"Your blood and energy are incredibly strong, far beyond ordinary martial artists in the Ghostly Passage Realm..." 

"To temper your body to such an extent, this is not something our Yuhua Immortal Sect's techniques can achieve. What kind of cultivation method are you practicing?!" 

Yuhua Master's voice was cold. 

As his angry words fell upon, the disciples in the audience suddenly seemed to understand something. 

"Huh, he's not using the sect’s techniques?" 

"I knew it! How could his body be this strong?" 

"An outer disciple defeating a true disciple? Something is definitely fishy here!" 

Whispers and murmurs spread like wildfire. 

Earlier, they had been too shocked by Fang Yuhan’s sudden burst of power to think clearly. But now, hearing Yuhua Master's accusation, dark thoughts began to take root in their minds. 

This boy was just an outer disciple, lower in status than half the people here. 

Why should he be able to surpass them? 

There had to be something unfair going on! 

Jealousy and resentment swelled. No one wanted to be outdone, and seeing someone rise so quickly made them uncomfortable. 

"I..." 

Fang Yuhan hesitated. 

The Yellow Spring Diagram was his greatest hope for the future. How could he reveal something so precious in front of everyone? 

"Did you inherit the teachings of someone outside our Yuhua Immortal Sect?!" 

Yuhua Master’s cold voice pressed further. 

Fang Yuhan's face changed. 

His Yellow Spring Diagram and Formless Dragon-Tiger Pill had indeed come from a dying man. 

Technically, he had inherited another’s legacy. 

But something about this accusation felt off. 

He wanted to explain but couldn’t find the right words. 

"So it is true!" 

His hesitation only deepened Yuhua Master's suspicions. 

Could it be… that he had obtained the legacy of 'Blood Mountain Ancestor'? 

"Traitor!" 

Yuhua Master's fury erupted volcano. His five fingers pressed downward once more. 

*Crack!*

The fighting arena cracked apart, and even the surrounding mountains trembled.

"Ahhhh...."

Under the immense force, Fang Yuhan let out a scream. His entire body felt like it was being torn apart. Yuhua Master looked like he had no intention of stopping any soon, and pressed Fang Yuhan more, but suddenly...

*Creak*

At that critical moment, a divine light surged from the Yellow Spring Diagram hidden within Fang Yuhan's consciousness. 

This alone prevented him from being crushed to death. 

Fang Qingxue’s expression flickered with hesitation. 

Even though Fang Yuhan was born a servant, 

He had been diligent in his cultivation since joining the sect. His personality was mild, and he was one of the few people she could occasionally speak with. 

For someone as cold and distant as her, that was rare. 

Watching him struggle on the brink of death, she instinctively turned away, unwilling to see any more. 

"Qingxue, do you have a close relationship with Fang Yuhan?" 

Su Ming’s voice broke through her distorted thoughts. 

"Not particularly close, Prince." 

Fang Qingxue’s voice carried a hint of bitterness. "But we both come from the Fang family. In the Yuhua Immortal Sect, he’s one of the few familiar faces I have." 

Her expression was complicated. 

Yet, seeing Yuhua Master's fury, she knew that even if she pleaded, it would be useless. 

"I see." 

Su Ming nodded slowly. 

"Master Yuhua, we should not be too hasty in judgment. Everything must be investigated thoroughly before conclusions are made." 

Su Ming’s voice was calm but firm. 

"Fang Yuhan may have simply had a fortunate encounter. There are many techniques in the world that refine the body Blood Mountain Ancestor was not the only one to study them." 

His composed words brought Yuhua Master back to reason. 

"The Emperor's son’s words are indeed wise." 

Yuhua Master dared not disrespect Su Ming and immediately withdrew his power. 

"Take him to Divine Transformation Peak..." 

"Until I finish my investigation, he is not allowed to leave even half a step out of Divine Transformation Peak!" 

At his command, the law enforcement elders immediately dragged the barely conscious Fang Yuhan away. 

Fang Qingxue felt a surge of gratitude towards Su Ming. 

At a time like this, only Su Ming had been able to calm Yuhua Master. 

"Thank you, Prince." 

She gave a bow in respect. 

"No need for thanks. He is, after all, a 'servant' of Qingxue. Helping was a small matter." 

Su Ming smiled warmly, his tone gentle. 

The way he said "Qingxue" in his soft, pleasant voice made her heart skip a beat. 

Her gratitude deepened even more. 

Meanwhile, Fang Yuhan, still barely conscious, had bloodshot eyes. 

He stared up at the platform, his gaze fixed on the sight of Fang Qingxue bowing to Su Ming. 

His heart burned with fury like never before. 

"You... It was you!" 

"Su Ming! You must have done something!" 

"You devil! I...agh... I’ll kill you bastard!!" 

He roared with rage, his teeth clenched so hard they almost shattered. 

"How dare you speak disrespectfully to the Emperor's son?!" 

Yuhua Master was furious. 

"Fang Yuhan, shut up! If not for the Emperor's son, you’d have been dead meat by now!" 

Fang Qingxue frowned, her voice turning cold. 

She had just been thankful to Su Ming for saving him. 

Yet this fool dared to be ungrateful? 

"You!" 

Hearing Fang Qingxue scold him while standing by Su Ming’s side, Fang Yuhan’s anger nearly consumed him like an endless void. 

"Ugh…!" 

He coughed up blood, his mind overwhelmed by rage and despair. 

His vision slowly blurred, and eventually he lost consciousness. 

"Take him away this instant." 

Yuhua Master's voice was ice-cold. 

Fang Yuhan was dragged off like a dead dog. 

[Ding! Fang Qingxue is disappointed in Fang Yuhan. His luck points have dropped by 100.] 

The system’s notification sounded in Su Ming's mind. 

With two continuous losses, Fang Yuhan’s luck had fallen below 500. 

On his status panel, a new "Luck Core" had appeared: The Yellow Spring Diagram! 

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That night, inside the imperial son's palace… 

Su Ming studied Fang Yuhan’s status panel. 

"Yellow Spring Diagram? This seems to be the treasure left behind by Yellow Spring Emperor." 

Su Ming raised an eyebrow. 

He had heard of it before. 

Among the vast Three Thousand Great Worlds, only a handful of people had ever become true emperors. 

Yellow Spring Emperor was one of them, a supreme figure from tens of thousands of years ago. 

And the Yellow Spring Diagram was his life-bound treasure. 

It contained the path to becoming a true emperor, the Yellow Spring Dao. 

Every technique, law, and divine power the Yellow Spring Emperor had mastered… 

Even the hidden locations of his legendary treasures were sealed within this ancient artifact.