Since Liang Shaohui was already dead, the Xiao Clan didn’t really care about Su Mingxuan’s and Su Minghui’s deaths.
After all, the Xiao Clan would have locked the two up anyway, if Su Han had not killed them, to prevent the news of Liang Shaohui’s death from spreading to the Liang Clan.
If there was anyone to blame for this, it would be Su Mingxuan and Su Minghui themselves.
However, the Xiao Clan were a bit shocked by Su Han’s methods.
The past ‘Su Han’ was indeed a genius that had opened eight dragon veins within a couple of years.
However, the past Su Han wasn’t as decisive in taking lives like Su Han was now.
For everyone, it was as if Su Han had become an entirely different person and was nothing like what the rumors said.
Sigh…
Su Yunming sighed softly as he looked at the bodies of Su Mingxuan and Su Minghui.
No matter what, Su Mingxuan and Su Minghui were still Su Yunming’s nephews and were family. Even if Su Yunchen and Su Yunpeng didn’t care about blood relations, Su Yunming still did.
“If the Liang Clan happens to find out about this, tell them honestly that I was the one who killed Liang Shaohui.”
After saying this, Su Han winked at Su Yunming and left the hall.
…
Su Han and Su Yunming were seated within the room.
“Hanny, it would be better if you start being more cautious from now on,” Su Yunming said softly.
“I understand.”
Su Han nodded. Then, he smiled and asked, “What about you… It looks like you had a breakthrough?”
“Yeah.”
Su Yunming revealed a smile on his face. “I had swallowed some of the pills you gave me, and have broken through and become a peak Dragon Spirit cultivator.”
Su Han stayed silent for a while, then gave Su Yunming three more vials of tonic pills. “Here; take these to break through and become a Dragon Core cultivator.”
“Haha… alright, your old man will not disappoint you!”
Su Yunming laughed joyfully. Even when he was the Grand Patriarch of the Su Clan, he was unable to consume tonic pills so freely.
He could only say that he had a good son.
However, although Su Han cared about his father that had come out of nowhere, it was still hard for him to accept their relationship. After all, Su Han had been reincarnated into his current body.
So Su Han only referred to him as his father publicly, but when they were alone, Su Han never called him ‘father’.
Su Yunming also noticed this, but didn’t care much about it, since he thought that Su Han was his son anyway, whether or not he called him ‘father’.
“One more thing.”
Su Han was silent for a moment, then said, “I’m going to found my own sect.”
“Found… a sect???”
Su Yunming’s eyes suddenly widened. “Hanny, you’re not joking, are you? Even founding a clan is extremely hard, let alone founding a sect.”
“I’m not joking.”
Su Han said calmly, “Actually, a clan should be harder to found than a sect. To found a clan, offspring are needed, which takes time. Whereas a sect does not need offspring—you just need other people to join.”
“You make it sound like it’s easy.”
Su Yunming smiled bitterly as he shook his head. “Why do people join sects? Three reasons: One, the protection of a sect. Two, the resources of a sect. Three, the guidance of a sect. I’m not trying to discourage you, Su Han, but we don’t have any of those three things.”
Even a ninth grade sect was an unreachable goal in a small place like the Far Mountain Province.
To found a sect, first one needed an enormous amount of resources. Then, one also needed to have absolute strength. Finally, one needed to have a strong cultivation.
Anyone who wanted to join a sect joined for those three reasons. Without them, who would be willing to join?
“If it were really as simple as you said, then anyone could found a sect.” Su Yunming shook his head once again.
“You don’t need to worry about that.”
Su Han said, “What the other sects can provide for the disciples, I can as well. And maybe even more.”
“How will you provide? With what?”
Su Yunming frowned. He had faith in his own son, but simply couldn’t approve of Su Han’s idea of founding a sect when he was still a Dragon Vein Realm cultivator.
Anyone who had the ability to found a sect was at the very least a Dragon Core Realm cultivator.
For all the years the Martial Dragon Continent has existed, countless sects had been founded. However, how many were still standing now?
“In my opinion, I think it’s best if you delay it. After all, weren’t you planning to join the Frost Cloud Sect?” said Su Yunming.
“I have my plans,” said Su Han.
The Su Han who had lived long ago had founded the holy realm’s greatest sect: the Godslayer Pavilion Sect.
If a person wanted to join the Godslayer Pavilion Sect, he had to go through multiple selection processes and much hardship only to end up with a tiny possibility of being admitted.
Su Han had always believed that there were tremendous benefits to founding a sect. The most obvious one was obtaining an infinite amount of men to work for him and help look for what he needed.
It was also because of this that Su Han was able to hold onto the holy realm’s capital.
…
In the blink of an eye, twenty days had passed.
There were ten more days until the Frost Cloud Sect’s recruitment.
Within these twenty days’ time, aside from cultivating, Su Han had also gone to the Thousand Treasure Pavilion several times.
His reason for going there was naturally to buy materials for refining pills and making weapons, as well as… formations!
The biggest thing Su Han had to rely on to found a sect was formations.
Formations still did not exist on the Martial Dragon Continent. This was Su Han’s biggest advantage in founding a sect.
So what if he was a Dragon Vein Realm cultivator? As long as he was able to lay down formidable formations, he would be able to slay anyone who got in his way!
In these past few days of visiting the Thousand Treasure Pavilion, he had utterly shocked its main branch owner.
This was because every time Su Han visited the Thousand Treasure Pavilion, he would bring with him an overwhelming amount of tonic pills and weapons to exchange for an incredible amount of materials. In the end, Su Han emptied the whole Thousand Treasure Pavilion.
In a way, it could be said that the Thousand Treasure Pavilion was opened for Su Han alone.
At last, the main branch’s owner had no other recourse but to ask the other branches for extra materials to make up for the lack of stock that Su Han had caused.
Of course, the main branch owner was still extremely satisfied, because Su Han had made him more money in these past twenty days than the profits he used to earn in ten or more years.
…
After his final trip to the Thousand Treasure Pavilion, Su Han had shut himself inside the room to cultivate and had not been out since.
After ten days…
Phew…
Su Han expelled a breath of turbid gas, and looked at the countless jade bottles around him, his eyes flickering.
“Collect!” Su Han commanded suddenly, and all those jade vials vanished in the blink of an eye.
“It’s indeed nice to have a storage ring. Although the space is a bit small, it’s still acceptable,” Su Han mumbled as he looked at the white silver ring on his finger.
Su Han had bought the ring in the Thousand Treasure Pavilion for no less than ten million gold pieces.
Contained within the ring were countless bottles of tonic pills, more than a hundred silver grade weapons, and a lot of materials for making formations.