Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

"Don't think just because your son has some talent, he's invincible. The Su Family has people who haven't joined the Cold Cloud Sect!"

Su Yunchen suddenly turned his head and said with a cold laugh, "It's actually your precious son, Su Han, who even refused the Cold Cloud Sect Master's offer to become his direct disciple. He really thinks too highly of himself!"

"Is that so?"

Su Yunming shook his head slightly. When he had first heard of Su Han's refusal of the Cold Cloud Sect Master, he too felt regret and disappointment.

But after this expedition to the Demon Beast Mountain Range, he finally understood why Su Han had refused the Cold Cloud Sect Master.

With Su Han's talent, what could Ling Qinghai possibly teach him?

Moreover, it wouldn't be long before Su Han would establish his own sect. Although it was only a Ninth-Rate Sect and currently had few members, it was still a sect, by no means comparable to the Su Family.

Especially Su Han's strength, although only in the Dragon Vein Realm, Su Yunming felt it was certainly not inferior to his own, in the early stage of the Dragon Pill Realm.

Since the incident that severed his meridians, Su Han had always maintained a layer of mysterious veneer.

Whether it was the astonishingly powerful magic, or the various secret techniques, Su Han seemed to handle them effortlessly.

Any of these secret techniques and spells, if taken out individually, would be considered a Supreme Treasure even in an Eighth-Rate Sect.

As for the strength of Su Han...

No one truly knew, only Su Yunming and a few others had some understanding, but that was just a bit.

"Do you think just relying on Su Han alone, you can shake my position in the Su Family? Can you erase the Su family's name from Yuanshan County?"

Su Yunchen continued, "I might as well tell you, the old master announced a few days ago that he would come out of seclusion soon."

With that, Su Yunchen swept his sleeves, turned, and left.

Su Yunming was slightly stunned, then he sighed softly.

If there was anyone in the Su Family he still felt affection for at this moment, it was the old master.

The old master had thought highly of Su Yunming from the beginning, hence he passed the position of Family Head to him. In the future, to oppose the Su Family would be to oppose the old master.

For a son as filially pious as Su Yunming, he was naturally reluctant to see such a scene unfold.

"Well, let things take their course..." Su Yunming thought to himself.

...

The Liang Family had come to the Xiao Family and hadn't gathered any useful information, and even less so for the Su Family.

However, as the Liang Family's investigation deepened, it became increasingly certain that Liang Shaohui had disappeared at the Xiao Family's estate, as there was no further news when the trail led there, as if it had been cut off completely.

Some people in the Liang Family speculated that Liang Shaohui might have died at the Xiao Family.

However, this conjecture was rejected by most people because they believed that a mere family from Yuanshan County like the Xiao Family wouldn't dare to lay a hand on a young master from a great family in the County City.

Meanwhile, as the Liang Family conducted their investigation, Su Han's side at the Xiao Family was already furnished with weapons and pills.

Much of those weapons sparkled with a silver-white glow, appealing to the eyes, obviously all being silver-level weapons, with the least being low-grade.

Those silver-level weapons, even the low-grade ones, cost over a million Gold Coins each, not to mention the mid and high-grade.

If brought to a Ninth-Rate Sect, they could easily equip a small team of a hundred members into an extremely strong main force.

Three months had passed, and Su Han had already refined the necessary pills and weapons for the sect mission, but he did not rest, instead continuing to use the materials at hand to refine a large batch of silver-level equipment and silver-level pills.

That's how it was, even in Su Han's hands, there were still a whopping one hundred million gold coins left, which shows just how lucrative the professions of alchemist and artifact refiner can be.

Within that thick silver-white luster, dazzling flashes of gold light sparkled intermittently.

These flashes of gold were all Low-Grade Gold Level equipment!

Weapons, helmets, battle armor, boots!

This was a complete set of Low-Grade Gold Level—"Flowing Fire Set!"

When Su Han only had over eighty meridians, the limit of his refining capabilities was High-Grade Silver Level items, having the experience but not the spiritual power.

But now, things were different. All one hundred and eight meridians had been opened. Su Han had achieved a great increase in strength. Not to mention Low-Grade Gold Level items, he could even refine Mid-Grade Gold Level items.

Even High-Grade Gold Level was a possibility, though there was a certain failure rate during refining due to a slight insufficiency in spiritual power.

The materials required for Gold Level items were obviously extremely precious. Su Han would not waste them unless absolutely necessary, so for the time being, he was unlikely to refine High-Grade Gold Level equipment and pills.

Such as the Flowing Fire Set beside Su Han, of which there were ten sets!

This was also because of financial constraints, otherwise, Su Han would have refined even more.

"It's time to establish a sect..."

Another month passed, and that day, Su Han finally got up from bed.

Stretching lazily, his body clicked and clacked all over.

"Once the sect is established, I must immediately go in search of dragon blood," Su Han murmured.

With his discerning eye, he naturally looked down upon the so-called high-level beast blood.

Like Seventh-Order Beast Blood, which was a precious type of blood on the Dragon Martial Continent, even the First-Class Sects considered it a supreme treasure. Even a Super Sect like Giant Island mostly used Seventh-Order Beast Blood.

But in Su Han's eyes, Seventh-Order Beast Blood was just trash.

Though it was said that after breaking through to the Dragon Blood Realm, if he found higher quality blood, he could undergo a blood exchange, Su Han, a former Ancient Demon Dragon Emperor in his past life, would not fuse such trashy beast blood.

Even if he didn't break through, he wouldn't fuse either; such was the pride of the Ancient Demon Dragon Emperor!

"Whoosh!"

With a wave of his hand, Su Han collected all those pills and equipment into his space ring.

Immediately, he left the Xiao Family and headed towards the Cold Cloud Sect.

To deliver the required items for the sect mission, one must submit them to their affiliated sect.

For instance, if Su Han wanted to establish a sect, he needed to submit to the Cold Cloud Sect.

The Cold Cloud Sect, in turn, would pass these items to the Seventh-Rate Sect it oversaw, and then the Seventh-Rate Sect would pass them to a Sixth-Rate Sect...

Thus the cycle continued, and ultimately, the items would end up in the hands of the Super Sects.

How large was the Dragon Martial Continent? How many sects were there?

Just to establish a Ninth-Rate Sect alone, it was necessary to pay nearly one billion gold coins worth of mission items. What about the Eighth-Rate Sect, the Seventh-Rate Sect?

And all these items would eventually end up in the hands of the Top Ten Super Sects. Just think, how vast must their financial strength be?

Even Su Han felt the impulse to curse at the ruthless tactics of the Super Sects. In his previous life, he had established a sect, but never dealt with such sect missions.