Chapter 37 - Harvest Time! The Yellow Springs Diagram!
Chapter 37 Harvest Time! The Yellow Springs Diagram!
This shouldn’t be happening!
Fang Yuhan knew very well how formidable the Yellow Springs Flood Dragon was. Even if one were caught off guard, not even a Nirvana-level cultivator could survive the dragon’s instant kill.
How on earth did Su Ming pull it off?
Just then, a loud shout came from outside.
“All personnel, gather at the main peak immediately!”
“The Imperial Son has been assassinated—this is an unforgivable crime! Anyone who dares to hide will be executed without mercy!”
With that thunderous command, figures on Shenhua Peak began flying out, one after another being driven towards the main peak.
Suddenly, someone asked, “What about Fang Yuhan?”
“Bring him too!”
“This guy spoke disrespectfully to the Imperial Son the other day. He could very well be the culprit. Don’t let him escape!”
Footsteps began closing in. Fang Yuhan’s expression changed drastically.
This is bad!
In his current state, there was no way to hide. Anyone with half a brain would instantly know he was responsible.
Could it be… was this the end for him?
“What do I do? How do I escape?”
Fang Yuhan panicked. The Yellow Springs Diagram was out of control—he didn’t dare to use it. And with his energy and blood depleted, his strength was severely weakened. Escape was out of the question.
Was he really going to die here?
At that critical moment.
Crack!
Something was thrown into the room, landing at Fang Yuhan’s feet.
“This is a teleportation talisman?”
Fang Yuhan was overjoyed and quickly picked it up.
“Who’s there?”
He looked around but saw no one. Hesitation clouded his face.
Could this be a trap?
Outside, the footsteps drew closer.
Fang Yuhan’s face grew more grim, and his hand holding the talisman trembled violently. Just as someone grabbed the door handle, Fang Yuhan gritted his teeth and made his decision.
Forget it!
Whether it’s a trap or not, staying here means certain death!
“Use it!”
He forcefully activated the teleportation talisman. A powerful suction erupted from the talisman, igniting the blood essence throughout his body. His blood boiled violently, and he let out a pained scream.
Then, the teleportation took effect, and Fang Yuhan vanished from sight. When the door burst open, two disciples were stunned—then their expressions changed drastically.
“Fang Yuhan escaped!”
“He must be the culprit!”
About the time it takes to burn a stick of incense later.
“This lingering blood essence… it’s the Blood-Burning Escape Technique of the Blood Mountain Ancestor. Fang Yuhan has clearly inherited his legacy!”
Daoist Yuhua stood at the courtyard, face grim.
“He must die!”
Killing intent surged in his heart. This brat inherited the Blood Mountain Ancestor’s techniques and infiltrated their sect, committing such a heinous crime!
“All disciples—scatter and hunt him down. Fang Yuhan must not be allowed to escape!”
With the order issued, disciples of the Yuhua Immortal Sect sprang into action, darting off in all directions in pursuit of Fang Yuhan. Meanwhile, Su Ming sat calmly in his palace. Until a system notification rang in his ears.
[Ding! Fang Yuhan has become a public enemy. His reputation is ruined and he’s now in exile. Luck value -200. Fang Yuhan’s luck has dropped below 100—he has lost the title of “Child of Destiny.”]
Hearing the notification, Su Ming’s eyes lit up. He smiled. Finally, it was time. Fang Yuhan’s status panel had changed.
Child of Destiny: Fang Yuhan
Treasures: Gangsha Pestle, Backer Force, Dragon-Mystic Killing Technique
Core of Fortune: Yellow Springs Diagram
Luck Value: 0
Current Kill Rewards: Yellow Springs Diagram (Gold), Gangsha Pestle (Blue), Dragon-Mystic Killing Technique (Blue)
All the items were clearly marked.
Su Ming’s gaze locked onto the “Yellow Springs Diagram” as he stood up.
“All right. Time to harvest.”
He walked out the door, where Fang Qingxue was standing with a troubled expression.
“Qingxue?”
Su Ming raised an eyebrow.
“Why are you here?”
“Your Highness.”
Fang Qingxue sighed in relief at the sight of Su Ming.
“I’m so glad you’re safe.”
“But…”
A look of shame crossed her face.
“It’s all my fault that you were put in danger.”
“What do you mean?”
Su Ming looked at her.
“If I hadn’t pleaded with you that day to spare Fang Yuhan, you wouldn’t have been attacked.”
She lowered her head, her voice filled with guilt.
“Qingxue is willing to accept punishment.”
Saying that, she dropped to her knees with a thud. When she heard about the attack on Su Ming, she panicked. Then she learned that Fang Yuhan had escaped using the Blood-Burning Escape Technique of the Blood Mountain Ancestor.
Immediately, worry, guilt, and anger surged in her heart. If Su Ming hadn’t spared Fang Yuhan that day, he’d already be dead—and none of this would’ve happened.
She blamed herself deeply and came early to apologize in person.
“This wasn’t your fault.”
Su Ming gently smiled and helped her up.
“It’s just that Fang Yuhan was too good at hiding his true nature—even you were deceived. You needn’t blame yourself.”
“But I was still wrong…”
Fang Qingxue’s expression remained solemn.
“It’s fine.”
Su Ming said mildly, “His little sneak attack was nothing to me. Don’t dwell on it.”
“Thank you, Your Highness.”
Looking at Su Ming’s sincere expression, Fang Qingxue was deeply moved. Her eyes reddened slightly.
At that moment, footsteps approached.
“Your Highness, this is no time for sweet talk—there will be plenty of time later.”
Daoist Qin Yingluo stood nearby, a gloomy look on her face as she watched the two.
“Daoist Yuhua asked me to inform you—they’ve found Fang Yuhan’s whereabouts.”
“Oh?”
“Perfect.”
Su Ming stood up and said calmly, “Let’s go meet this heir of the Blood Mountain Ancestor.”
A mysterious smile played on his lips…