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Chapter 30 - Soul-Crushing Words! The Demon Prince’s Scheme!

Chapter 30  Soul-Crushing Words! The Demon Prince’s Scheme!

“You said you wanted to challenge a true core disciple. Now that the Demon Prince himself has agreed to give you that chance…”

“Yet has any core disciple from any peak stepped forward to accept your challenge?”

Since the Demon Prince had spoken, the Feathering Daoist dared not object in the slightest and immediately responded. At that moment, the stands around the arena suddenly fell silent.

Moments later, a figure darted forward like a flash.

“Then let me test your strength.”

A young man dressed in a long green robe appeared, landing steadily in the combat arena.

“That’s Xu Lingshan, a core disciple from the Heavenfire Peak!”

“Senior Brother Xu is stepping in—this Fang Yuhan is done for.”

“Heh, who doesn’t know that Senior Brother Xu has mastered one of the top ten secret techniques of the Feathering Immortal Sect: the Verdant Seven Flames.”

“It burns flesh and melts souls. Even a touch means death. Fang Yuhan’s luck really couldn’t be worse.”

The crowd grew excited, rubbing their hands in anticipation. Xu Lingshan wore a look of arrogant pride. He stood in the arena, not even glancing at Fang Yuhan. Instead, he bowed from afar toward Su Ming’s position.

“Fang Yuhan, how dare you spout arrogant nonsense before the Demon Prince? Today, you will suffer the consequences!”

Fang Yuhan’s face remained cold and stern. He sneered, “Just you?”

“What so-called core disciple? I’ll kill you today and take your place as a true disciple!”

“Arrogant!”

Xu Lingshan was furious.

A mere outer disciple dared to challenge a core disciple like himself!

His eyes surged with killing intent. The duel between the two was about to explode. Xu Lingshan was a cultivator at the Tongyou realm—a formidable level.

Becoming a core disciple meant he possessed talent and relentless dedication. On any other day, he would have likely won handily. Unfortunately, today he faced a Child of Destiny.

Although Fang Yuhan was merely an outer disciple, in their first exchange—Xu Lingshan felt his body jolt. His expression shifted.

Fang Yuhan’s strength was immense!

The opponent’s blood energy was surging so fiercely it made even Xu feel overshadowed? In the blink of an eye, over ten moves passed. The audience on the stands watched in shock.

Xu Lingshan was actually being pushed back!

“Huh? This kid’s strength is no joke.”

The Feathering Daoist’s eyes lit up.

Such a talent had appeared within his own sect?

“Damn it!”

Having taken a few heavy blows, Xu Lingshan’s face was full of rage. He leaped into the air, surging spiritual power in his hands to form a divine technique.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Several green flames appeared from thin air, streaking toward Fang Yuhan like meteors. This was one of the Feathering Immortal Sect’s top ten techniques—the Verdant Seven Flames.

Seven green flames, radiating a chilling aura, enveloped Fang Yuhan in an instant. Fang Yuhan seemed defenseless and was completely swallowed by the flames.

“Hahaha, so much for that!”

Xu Lingshan laughed triumphantly. However, his laughter was cut short when the green flames suddenly exploded—Fang Yuhan burst forth from the fire, his entire body erupting with fierce blood energy, as if his very blood were burning.

He then unleashed a single punch, gathering spiritual power into a bloody aura, and struck Xu Lingshan.

Boom…!

Xu Lingshan screamed, sent flying out of the arena.

Fang Yuhan—total victory!

This arrogant guy actually won!

The entire arena went silent. Countless inner and outer disciples stared in disbelief. This outcome was something no one could have imagined.

An outer disciple had defeated a core disciple!

“Who else?”

Fang Yuhan shouted arrogantly, his voice echoing across the sky. At this moment, he stood in the arena with overwhelming momentum—domineering and unstoppable. All eyes turned to him. Fang Yuhan was ecstatic.

Look!

Today is the day my name spreads far and wide!

Let all eyes fall on me—tremble before me!

Fang Yuhan had a twisted nature, having grown up as a servant and suffered countless humiliations. Ever since obtaining the Netherworld Map, he had trained tirelessly, night and day. All for this moment—to rise above others!

From defeating core disciples of the Feathering Immortal Sect, he would one day stand above the nine heavens!

On the main viewing platform, the Feathering Daoist’s eyes shone brightly.

What a prodigy!

Such talent emerging from the Feathering Immortal Sect!

It must be the heavens blessing our sect for prosperity. Until now, the Daoist had been worried—his lifespan was nearing its end. Once he passed, there’d be no one strong enough to hold up the sect.

The Feathering Immortal Sect would likely be swallowed by others. But now, Fang Yuhan’s appearance brought hope. With proper cultivation, he could save the sect!

An outer disciple defeating a core disciple—and so decisively. This level of strength had long surpassed mere “exceptional talent.” Just then, the Demon Prince Su Ming spoke.

“This boy’s strength is impressive.”

“Unexpectedly, your Feathering Immortal Sect also practices body refinement?”

“His blood energy is vigorous, and his physical strength is extraordinary. This isn’t something common body-refinement techniques can achieve.”

Su Ming looked genuinely surprised. To others, it sounded like a casual remark. But to the Feathering Daoist, it was like a thunderclap.

Body refinement?

Their sect specialized in sorcery and swordsmanship.

When had they developed a body-refining lineage?

He recalled Fang Yuhan’s combat style—

From beginning to end, he had used sheer physical strength. His blood energy was overwhelmingly potent.

In fact, he hadn’t used a single sword or spell technique?

Where did his body-refining method come from??

And one that could resist the Verdant Seven Flames, no less!

The Daoist’s expression changed repeatedly.

“This person… is he the servant you brought from the Fang family? Had he practiced cultivation before?”

He turned to look at Fang Qingxue, questioning her.

“No.”

Fang Qingxue also furrowed her brows slightly.

“He was just an ordinary servant. I don’t really know how he started cultivating either.”

She hadn’t thought much about it before. But after Su Ming’s remark, doubts filled her heart too.

Even if Fang Yuhan had extraordinary talent, how long had it been since he started cultivating?

Xu Lingshan had been her peer as a core disciple of the sect. And yet Fang Yuhan had defeated him so easily.

Wouldn’t that mean even she would lose to him in just a few moves? Such a pace of cultivation was completely abnormal.