"Are these the mental fluctuations of God Emperor Wu Shitian and these God Kings?"
Fang Han detected the various obscure fluctuations received within his realm and immediately listened carefully, actually hearing the exchange between God Emperor Wu Shitian and these God Kings, making him instantly overjoyed in his heart!
He did not expect his own realm to actually be so miraculous.
However, the more he listened, the more shocked his heart became.
That Young Master Chu Nan's mother possessed an extremely high status within the God Race, called some "God Emperor Doumu", which was one thing. They actually even discussed Feng Baiyu, and even discussed the location where Feng Yaoguang's mother, the previous generation's Saintess of the Saintess Hall, was imprisoned.
Moreover, the way they discussed Feng Baiyu seemed as though he wasn't treated as the greatest enemy; the term used was "important figure"! This made Fang Han, whose mind was exquisitely clear, have to ponder this in his heart.
"Seemingly an enemy yet not an enemy. Important figure… It seems my Ascension Sect's headmaster, Feng Baiyu, has many secrets on him. Feng Yaoguang repeatedly said Feng Baiyu was unreliable, and I thought it was just capriciousness? Now it seems there might be something inappropriate." Fang Han brewed this over in his mind, then shook his head; relying on his intuition, he always felt that Feng Baiyu's level of trustworthiness was still quite high.
Of course, Fang Han would not completely trust this headmaster, including the many promises he had made.
In fact, he wouldn't trust anyone. Except for Fang Qingxue at present, of course.
"Regardless of what identity Feng Baiyu has and what secrets he carries, I will first handle my own matters well, investigate the Pure Yang Hall, wait for an opportunity to infiltrate it, and restore the Yellow Springs Diagram before anything else. But looking at the current situation, this Pure Yang Hall is filled with densely packed folded spacetime everywhere, arranged with powerful restrictive formations; it's very difficult to secretly infiltrate." Fang Han's mind spun, thinking of over a thousand methods, but they were all rejected one by one as they were not foolproof plans.
"In short, we shouldn't make a move right now. Wait until we clearly understand this Fang Yu's background and see his status in the Saintess Hall; when the time comes, this emperor will secretly plant the All Heavens Divine Restrictions on his body! Making him completely obey my commands."
After a wave of fluctuations, this God Emperor "Wu Shitian" made a summary: "This emperor will first lay low for a while, at least for over a year, waiting for the day of the Assembly of Immortals in the Xuanhuang Great World. At the latest, at the very latest, on that day, we must sniff out the location where the Saintess is imprisoned, or the secrets of the Saintess Hall. Because after that, both the immortal and demonic paths of the Xuanhuang Great World will undergo earth-shattering changes."
"This we know!" A God King said: "On that day, Su Xiuyi, who obtained the Book of the Earth Emperor, will challenge Ying Xiantian! By then, who holds the position of the number one person in the demonic path will be unclear. However, that Fang Han, who obtained the Yellow Springs Diagram and possesses the World Tree, is a great enemy! God Emperor Hentian was schemed against by him once, and this time only returned to Mount Indra with a head remaining, receiving heavy punishment. Lord God Emperor, that God Emperor Hentian previously constantly took precedence relying on his higher cultivation; suffering a great loss this time is truly satisfying."
"Of course, he fell for Fang Han's secret plot and was actually tricked into going underground, where he encountered the Human Emperor Pen. If he hadn't run fast, his soul would already be scattered. But now, the powerhouses in our race have thoroughly noticed that brat Fang Han; as soon as he is discovered, he will immediately be captured and killed!" God Emperor Wu Shitian said.
"But, but our race's attack on the Xuanhuang Great World this time has an agreement; the primary target is not the Ascension Sect. What if that Fang Han hides within the Ascension Sect and doesn't come out?"
"Rest assured, there is no place for him within the Ascension Sect." God Emperor Wu Shitian's divine sense conveyed an artistic conception of a cold sneer, as if everything was fully under his control.
Suddenly, the mental fluctuations cut off; the exchange between this God Emperor Wu Shitian and the ten-odd God Kings seemed to have stopped.
"Senior Brother Fang Yu, what are you thinking about?"
After stopping the mental fluctuations, God Emperor Wu Shitian looked at Fang Han whose eyes were somewhat unfocused, and couldn't help but ask.
"Oh! Oh!" Fang Han instantly pretended to recover his senses: "I was thinking about the extremely vigorous Pure Yang power of this Pure Yang Hall. If I could be a true inheritance disciple here and line my own pockets, who knows how much advantage I could take; my cultivation would definitely advance rapidly."
"Being a disciple in the Pure Yang Hall is indeed a lucrative position." God Emperor Wu Shitian nodded: "However, you are not without hope. Since you can win Senior Sister Han Xi's favor, later on, relying on this layer of connection to transfer to the Pure Yang Hall will be an easy matter."
Just as the two were speaking, suddenly, the distorted space ahead sent out a wave of fluctuation, and then a tower ship over ten zhang long vibrated out from the space.
Fang Han's eyes blurred slightly; this tower ship was actually a low-grade Dao artifact. Standing on the tower ship were nine experts. Looking at their attire, they were also true inheritance disciples of the Endless Star Palace.
They were unexpectedly, uniformly, all formidable figures at the ninth layer of the Divine Ability Realm who had condensed a Heaven and Earth Dharma Form.
"Who are you? Don't you know the sect rules that lingering outside the Pure Yang Hall is not allowed?" One of the experts shouted. This disciple yelling from a high vantage point had a sinister face; at a glance, one could tell he was a fierce character.
"This Senior Brother, we are here to use contribution points to exchange for Pure Yang Pills."
Fang Han immediately stepped forward and said.
"Oh? Is that so? Each person first hand over a thousand contribution points. We are the disciples guarding the Pure Yang Hall!" This disciple with the sinister face said: "Hand over the contribution points, and we will take you in."
"Entering the Pure Yang Hall to exchange for medicinal pills requires handing over contribution points? It seems there isn't such a rule in the sect regulations?" God Emperor Wu Shitian was taken aback.
"In this Pure Yang Hall, we are the rules! We patrol here every day and have no time to cultivate or refine magical treasures. You folks have it good, earning contribution points outside and coming here to exchange for medicinal pills, leaving us to feed on the northwest wind? One sentence: hand over contribution points and we'll let you on the ship to exchange for medicinal pills; if you don't hand them over, scram immediately. If you linger even a moment longer, we will deal with you under the charge of violating sect rules and attempting to rob the Pure Yang Hall's medicinal pills!"
On the ship, a slightly plump disciple wearing a hat roared.
"You!" God Emperor Wu Shitian was furious. As an emperor among the God Race, ruling over all things, commanding the winds and clouds, killing whomever he pleased, to actually be reprimanded by a few minor figures now. Fang Han clearly felt an intense storm of killing intent brewing within this God Emperor's body, as if it was going to erupt immediately.
"Forget it, forget it. It's better to avoid trouble than to make trouble; a man under the eaves must bow his head. I will pay these two thousand contribution points." Fang Han spoke at once, waving his hand, and two thousand star runes flew out, projecting onto the ship.
"That's more like it." That sinister-faced cultivator nodded, shooting out a beam of bright light, pointing at Fang Han and Wu Shitian: "Just you two come up, the rest are not allowed to enter. If they want to enter, they must again hand over contribution points."
"You guys wait here, understood?"
God Emperor Wu Shitian commanded his ten-odd God Kings.
"Yes!" The ten-odd God Kings uniformly replied.
"Brat, not bad, quite prestigious, even having servants." That slightly plump cultivator wearing a hat let out two odd cackles: "Looking at it, we should have made you hand over a few more contribution points."
"Correct. Usually, people like this have great wealth. Not making them hand over more contribution points is truly too much of a waste." Another disciple guarding the Pure Yang Hall laughed oddly: "Hey! Brat, you! You hand over another thousand points. What are you humping for! It's precisely because you are arrogant that we're making you pay more!"
"You are seeking death! Seeking death!" Deep down, God Emperor Wu Shitian was infuriated, a storm brewing within, but Fang Han pulled him back once again: "Senior Brothers, this Junior Brother of mine has a somewhat fiery temper; I beg your pardon, Senior Brothers. A thousand contribution points, we'll pay, we'll pay! I hope Senior Brothers will make an allowance and not bicker with us."
While speaking, Fang Han brought out another thousand contribution points.
"That's more like it. You guys follow our ship then!" The sinister-faced cultivator sneered coldly.
"Fang Yu! These people are truly detestable. Later, find an opportunity. If they go underground to hunt demons. We will find a chance to kill them! Refine their souls into magical treasures! Pissing this seat off!" Just as Fang Han spoke, God Emperor Wu Shitian's flustered and exasperated voice resounded in his divine sense.
"Junior Brother, you are letting anger muddle your head, right? These disciples have cultivation much higher than ours. Every single one has cultivated to the ninth layer of the Divine Ability Realm, the Heaven and Earth Dharma Form realm. They can kill us casually."
Fang Han said deliberately.
"That is nothing. I naturally have methods to deal with them." God Emperor Wu Shitian suddenly calmed down.
"That's good, these people are truly imperious and domineering, I also can't stand it. If there really are methods to deal with them, I naturally want to finish them off." Fang Han said at once.
"Good!" God Emperor Wu Shitian and Fang Han slowly followed behind this tower ship, passing through layers upon layers of distorted time, and finally arrived right in front of the actual Pure Yang Hall.
Upon arriving before the Pure Yang Hall, Fang Han then felt his own insignificance.
A majestic main hall towered in the space, and in the plaza in front of the grand hall, there were a full three thousand totem poles!
Every totem pole was a hundred zhang thick! And three thousand zhang long! Standing before these pillars, Fang Han was as insignificant as an ant. And coiling at the tops of these totem poles were Immemorial Heavenly Dragons!
No, these were not real Immemorial Heavenly Dragons, but their majesty was no different from Immemorial Heavenly Dragons, and their power was even purer than Immemorial Heavenly Dragons; they were actually Heavenly Dragons condensed from Pure Yang power!
The Pure Yang power here was actually so thick it could condense into real Heavenly Dragons!
"Good heavens! The Pure Yang power of each uniquely formed Immemorial Heavenly Dragon is boundlessly vast, equivalent to the aggregate of a hundred billion Pure Yang Pills! The power is truly formidable. If I were to swallow…"
Yan drooled continuously.
"Alright, however many Pure Yang Pills you want to exchange for, directly fly out the contribution points and let these Pure Yang Dragons swallow them. They will then spit out the corresponding Pure Yang Pills." The sinister-faced cultivator looked at Fang Han and God Emperor Wu Shitian.
God Emperor Wu Shitian seemed to deliberately want to show off his wealth; smoothly taking out his jade token, instantly tens of millions of contribution points flew into the mouth of the Pure Yang giant dragon of a totem pole.
A full ten million contribution points were transformed into Pure Yang medicinal pills.