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Chapter 132: Confronting Hua Tiandu
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"As for remembering your name, Fang Han, I've heard too much about it these days. Hua Tiandu's men came to disturb my meditation because of a trivial matter, and you were involved. Tell me what happened. If they are making it up, I will support you."

Although Fang Qingxue's cultivation level is not as high as Hua Tiandu's, she dares to stand up for her own people and go against Hua Tiandu, the eldest senior brother of the Yuhua Sect.

"Senior Sister, it was indeed me who killed those inner disciples." Fang Han said shockingly.

Fang Qingxue was not surprised. "Oh? If so, why did you come back? Elder Tian Xing, who is in charge of punishment in my Yuhua Sect, is as hot-tempered as fire and does not tolerate any sand in his eyes. Since you admit to killing your fellow sect members, but still dare to come back, there must be a reason, right?"

At this time, a figure in the distance approached rapidly and turned into a man in Taoist robes with a powerful aura.

The sect's elder Tian Xing also appeared at Zi Dian Peak shortly after. There were already many disciples taking turns to monitor the vicinity of Zi Dian Peak. When they saw Fang Han, who was supposed to be an outer sect disciple, actually controlling his magic power to fly, all those who were watching were stunned.

However, they did not forget to report immediately. They crushed the communication talisman and called Hua Tiandu and Elder Tian Xing as soon as possible.

Therefore, before Fang Han and Fang Qingxue had exchanged a few words, Hua Tiandu and Elder Tian Xing arrived, just in time to hear Fang Han admitting to killing his fellow disciple.

When the man in Taoist robe appeared, Fang Han's gaze was involuntarily attracted to him, and the other party also looked over.

The two looked at each other, and sparks seemed to fly in the air. There was a feeling of natural incompatibility and an atmosphere of hostility in the air.

"A mere outer disciple disappeared for a while and actually cultivated to the secret realm of magical powers. It must be a bit of a miracle. No wonder he dared to be so bold and presumptuous as to kill his fellow disciples and steal magic weapons. This is truly an act of the devil. I see that you can improve your skills so quickly, I'm afraid you have also entered the devil's way." The man in Taoist robes sneered.

Fang Qingxue immediately defended Fang Han, "Hua Tiandu, the truth has not yet been revealed, don't arbitrarily put the blame on others."

Elder Tian Xing looked at Fang Han and said, "You are Fang Han? You have actually cultivated to the realm of magical powers. However, this is not a reason for you to kill your fellow disciples. Since you have admitted it, come with me to the Punishment Hall and explain the whole story. This matter has caused a lot of uproar and has made the true disciples restless. This elder will make a fair judgment."

That person is Hua Tiandu?

The moment he saw him, Fang Han felt very uncomfortable.

Fang Han bowed slightly, "Please understand, Elder Tian Xing, it was me who killed those inner disciples, but there was a reason for all this."

Hua Tiandu said coldly: "No need to quibble! You killed people to steal treasures, how else can you explain it? I think you must have been possessed by the devil, and you want to snatch the magic weapon I gave them!"

For some reason, Hua Tian felt very uncomfortable when he saw Fang Han and wanted to kill him as soon as possible.

"Demons? I killed them because they once said the same thing about me. They wanted to take away my credit, steal my treasures, and kill me to silence them. Who is the demon, me or you, Tiandu Peak?" Fang Han responded forcefully without showing any weakness.

When Hua Tiandu heard this, his eyes were about to spit fire. How dare a mere person at the second level of the realm of magical powers speak to him like this?
It's the opposite, it's really the opposite of what Tiangang is!

After Fang Han finished talking to Hua Tiandu, he immediately said to Elder Tian Xing who was watching the show nearby: "Elder Tian Xing, please understand. After I accepted the sect's mission that day, I tracked them all the way and finally found and killed Wang Molin, a disciple of the Demon God Sect. Then those people jumped out and not only wanted me to give them credit and spoils, but also coveted the magic weapon on me and fought with me. I had no choice but to kill them to protect myself."

Elder Tian Xing pondered for a moment, and more and more inner disciples who were riding flying swords, outer disciples who were riding cranes, and even true disciples and elders gathered around to watch the fun.

Practicing is extremely boring, and cultivating supernatural powers requires collecting vital energy day after day for decades, which is tedious and dull.

It's worth the price of admission if there's something exciting to watch.

"Fang Han, do you have any evidence for what you said?" asked Elder Tian Xing.

"That day they set up the Demon-Suppressing Sword Formation and used a magic weapon bestowed by a certain senior brother to kill me. I had no choice but to use a beam of divine fire that I obtained by chance to burn them all to ashes." Fang Han took out a few pieces of scrap iron from the red envelope space. With this skill of taking objects from the void, even Elder Tian Xing of the Changsheng Secret Realm could not tell where Fang Han had taken the objects from.

magic weapon?

Supernatural powers?
Daoqi space?

He couldn't tell.

"This is the magic weapon, which was burned into scrap metal by my disciple's divine fire."

Fang Han looked around and deliberately showed the scrap metal. Although it was scrapped, it was still recognizable as a compass.

"Huh? It really seems to be Senior Brother's Demon-Suppressing Compass?"

"That was a precious artifact, but it was burned into scrap metal?"

"This Fang Han is also a man of luck. In just a few months, he has been promoted to the realm of divine power."

"So what if he is in the realm of magical power? Senior Brother Hua Tiandu is a tenth-level powerful person, and Fang Han has just entered the realm of magical power. If he offends Senior Brother, I think he will be finished."

Hua Tiandu looked at the piece of scrap iron. Yes, it was the Demon-Suppressing Compass, a precious weapon bestowed by him. Although the formation inside was damaged, it was recognizable as his style and technique of refining weapons, which no one else could imitate.

"Do you think that by damaging my magic weapon, you can prove that it's not you who suddenly had evil intentions and wanted to harm your fellow disciples?" Hua Tiandu had no intention of letting Fang Han go.

Elder Tian Xing frowned, "This makes it a confusing account. You Fang Han said it was their fault and wanted to kill you to take the treasure, while Hua Tiandu said it was your fault. It's hard to tell right from wrong."

Fang Han glanced at Hua Tiandu and said immediately: "I am willing to swear a vow to my inner demon. If I, Fang Han, had not been besieged and forced to kill my fellow disciples, I am willing to be attacked by my inner demon and never make any progress in my cultivation. Senior Brother, do you dare?"

Seeing Fang Han utter this kind of oath that practitioners care about the most, Hua Tiandu's face changed.

Fang Han pressed on, "Could it be that Senior Brother also knows what kind of people those people are, and what kind of den of thieves your Tiandu Peak is? You also know that those who surrender to you will use your name to show off their power and bully the weak, so you dare not swear, right?"

Suddenly, whispers from outer and inner sect disciples could be heard all around.

"That's right, the people of Tiandu Peak are really arrogant and domineering..."

"I've also been robbed by them before. I worked hard to complete the task, but they took 90% of the profit."

"Keep your voice down, or you'll die!"

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Those voices were whispers to the Secret Realm of the Physical Body, but they were like loudspeakers to the Secret Realm of their Supernatural Powers and could be heard clearly.

Hua Tiandu's face was as gloomy as water, and a storm was brewing.

(End of this chapter)