Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor-Chapter 1814 - 1813: One Year

"Although today was exhilarating for a moment, both the Hidden Blood Sect and the Silver Moon Sect are entry-level sects, and we have now completely offended them. Given their nature, they won’t easily let Heavenly Mountain Pavilion off the hook."

Xiao Yaozi furrowed his brows, and as he spoke, he seemed to recall something and quickly said to Su Han, "Su Han, don’t misunderstand, I’m not saying what you did was wrong."

"No worries." Su Han smiled slightly.

"Actually, everything you did today was the most correct decision."

Zhou Linghui said, "The previous three times, it was only the Silver Moon Sect who came. This time, even the people from the Hidden Blood Sect came with some so-called bride price. It’s clear that Wei Ziyan is already impatient and wants to force us. If Su Han hadn’t intervened, they wouldn’t have stopped so easily today."

"Ultimately, it still comes down to our Heavenly Mountain Pavilion being too weak."

Ren Qinghuan sighed softly and said, "This is normal. The law of the jungle is the inherent law of this world."

"It doesn’t matter."

Su Han chuckled lightly, "I dared to take action against them because I have a certain reason. If they really dare to come, I will dare to kill them all."

Ren Qinghuan’s eyes brightened, and a tender and alluring smile reappeared on her cold face.

"So, what is the current peak combat power level anyway?"

The others also looked at Su Han at this moment. In fact, they had long wanted to ask, but this question was a bit sensitive. Everyone preferred to retain a bit of their own strength, but only Ren Qinghuan could ask directly.

"Weren’t the sect masters of the Silver Moon Sect and the Hidden Blood Sect both Third-Grade Divine Sea?"

Su Han paused slightly before continuing, "Killing them is not a problem."

"Hiss!!!"

A sound of gasping for breath filled the hall.

Even Ren Qinghuan showed a trace of shock on her delicate face and followed up with, "Killing a Third-Grade Divine Sea with a First Grade Void Heaven?"

"Yes."

Su Han nodded.

"Amazing!"

Moo Xie stood up, walked over to Su Han, patted his shoulder, and sighed, "Thinking back to when you first joined the Angel Army and became the leader of the First Hundred Squad, so many people were unconvinced, thinking you weren’t qualified. Look at you now... Haha, times have truly changed!"

When Su Han joined the Heavenly Mountain Pavilion and until now, he was observed by the high-ranking members.

They had already witnessed Su Han’s strength but still couldn’t believe that someone could cultivate so quickly and enhance their power so terrifyingly within such a short time!

"You’re now the strongest in our Heavenly Mountain Pavilion!" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Zhou Linghui glanced at Ren Qinghuan without leaving any trace and then said to Su Han with a smile, "With your current battle power, even if you marry any woman, she wouldn’t be marrying beneath herself."

A blush immediately appeared on Ren Qinghuan’s face, making her look very attractive.

She knew Zhou Linghui was talking about her.

Not only did she know, but everyone did.

However, the blush on Ren Qinghuan’s face quickly disappeared, and she reverted to her usual cold demeanor, as if she hadn’t heard anything.

Su Han looked at Ren Qinghuan and smiled lightly, "Marrying beneath herself is another matter, but if you can give me a massage..."

"Hahaha..."

Everyone burst into laughter immediately.

And Ren Qinghuan stood up, walking away as she said, "When soldiers come, we send the generals; when water comes, we dam it. Our Heavenly Mountain Pavilion indeed has a strong figure like Su Han. If the Silver Moon Sect and the Hidden Blood Sect truly dare to come, then so be it; we’ll fight them!"

As she finished her words, Ren Qinghuan had already walked backstage, about to disappear.

She paused slightly and said to Su Han, "If you really dare to let me give you a massage, then come to my room."

"Ahem..."

Su Han coughed, his mouth twitching hard.

If he actually went, he might very well be massaged... to death by this woman.

...

The crowd dispersed and prepared individually.

Many people believed there was an eighty percent chance that the Silver Moon Sect and the Hidden Blood Sect would come to besiege the Heavenly Mountain Pavilion.

After all, if this incident were to spread, it would be humiliating for these two entry-level sects.

But Su Han thought that as long as the sect masters of the Hidden Blood Sect and the Silver Moon Sect were not fools, they would not come to the Heavenly Mountain Pavilion.

Of all people, Fu Mingfeng knew best how strong Su Han was; otherwise, they wouldn’t have left when Su Han told them to scram without uttering a word.

If Fu Mingfeng truly had Silver Moon Sect’s interests at heart, he would undoubtedly report this matter accurately to the sect master, who would then consider carefully before making a move on the Heavenly Mountain Pavilion.

Su Han believed that anyone who reached this point was no fool.

Therefore, there was no need to worry about an attack on the Heavenly Mountain Pavilion by the Silver Moon Sect and the Hidden Blood Sect.

Leaving the hall, Su Han did not go to Ren Qinghuan’s room for a massage, as she had suggested, but returned to his cave mansion, entering the Xumi Ring of the Holy Son to refine pills and the Ultimate Night of the Divine Blade.

The materials were sufficient, so it was time to get to work.

...

Time passed like flowing water, silently and without trace.

A month later, in the valley within the Xumi Ring of the Holy Son, a golden light flickered.

This light was somewhat dim, not dazzling, clearly marking it as a Low-Grade Sovereign Artifact.

Su Han shook his head helplessly; ultimately, the grade of the materials was too low. Otherwise, with his peak combat power and artifact refining prowess, he could have refined the Ultimate Night of the Divine Blade to the level of a High-Grade Imperial Artifact.

However, a Low-Grade Sovereign Artifact was already sufficient for Su Han at the moment.

His strength was evident, and if he encountered someone like World Without Equal or Lin Qisha again, even if they were equipped with High-Grade Imperial Artifacts, Su Han was confident he could slash through those artifacts and their owners in one strike!

What had been troubling Su Han most was the artifact spirit of the Extreme Night.

An artifact spirit, also known as an artifact soul, is the soul of the weapon. Powerful artifact refiners can integrate the Three Souls and Seven Spirits akin to those of humans into the weapon.

Undoubtedly, such weapons would be the strongest of their kind.

If that were truly the case, even a Low-Grade Sovereign Artifact could easily tear apart Netherworld Artifacts of the same grade and even High-Grade ones!

This would equate to a cultivator’s ability to transcend levels in battle!

Of course, with Su Han’s current cultivation base, he couldn’t achieve that level, and even if he could, he couldn’t find a suitable artifact spirit.

...

After refining the Ultimate Night of the Divine Blade into a Low-Grade Sovereign Artifact, Su Han began to focus on alchemy.

Day after day, month after month.

A year passed in the outside world, yet inside the Xumi Ring of the Holy Son, it had been a full one hundred and twenty years.

The anticipated attack by the Silver Moon Sect and the Hidden Blood Sect never occurred, much to the relief of the Heavenly Mountain Pavilion’s upper echelons.

And in the valley within the Xumi Ring of the Holy Son, the pills beside Su Han had completely piled up, resembling numerous small mountains at a glance.

There were First Grade Pills, Second Grade Pills, Third-Grade Pills, and even Fourth Grade Pills.

There were ordinary pills, gray ones, and even golden ones.

Unquestionably, the gray Heaven-Defying Pills, the golden Mythical Rank Pills, and the Fourth Grade Pills...

...were not in great abundance.