Lin Fan left Maple Forest City with Qiu Zhan Yu and Golden Mushroom, heading toward the direction of Tian Di Sect.
After being away from the sect for three years, Lin Fan needed to return and replenish his resources. Especially under the current circumstances, he needed the sect to provide information on dangerous zones and terrifying individuals. The path of the hunter had to begin now.
“They’ve gone,” an elder beside Feng Yan Yun spoke, his eyes gleaming with sharpness.
He never expected in his lifetime to witness such a mighty expert.
Slaughtering a Golden Immortal was as simple as killing a dog—effortless and terrifying.
“Who would have thought Maple Forest City would have such an opportunity,” Feng Yan Yun mused.
“Yes. Now, with this profound formation protecting Maple Forest City from external threats, it is more than sufficient,” the elder marveled, sensing the array hovering over the city.
This formation was exquisitely mysterious, exuding a deadly aura.
If he were to attack Maple Forest City, he might be instantly annihilated.
Powerful—this force was indeed formidable.
…
“Are we heading to Big Brother’s sect now?” Qiu Zhan Yu asked curiously.
“Yeah,” Lin Fan nodded. He wondered how Tian Di Sect had changed over the past three years. He was genuinely curious.
“Hehe, we’ve finally seen a major sect. Tian Di Sect is renowned far and wide. We once wanted to join, but had no connections, so it never worked out,” Golden Mushroom said.
Lin Fan looked at the two and laughed. “If you two want to join, you can.”
Qiu Zhan Yu was slightly excited but soon thought better of it. “Nah, I’ll just follow Big Brother. Whether I join or not doesn’t really matter.”
“Exactly,” Golden Mushroom nodded in agreement.
“Haha,” Lin Fan laughed heartily. “Forget about that. As long as you’re with me, would I ever let you suffer?”
Several days later,
The gates of Tian Di Sect appeared before Lin Fan.
With one glance, Lin Fan saw that the sect was bustling with activity. Especially above the martial arena, where spiritual energy surged and twisted the very fabric of space.
“Could it be another grand competition?” Lin Fan wondered, then proceeded directly to the mountain gate.
…
At the gate, two disciples were chatting idly, gazing into the distance with longing.
“It seems exciting over there, but we have to guard the gate,” one disciple sighed.
“No matter how exciting, it’s not for us. We’re new, so who else but us should guard the gate?” the other replied.
“Someone’s coming,” the two disciples suddenly noticed Lin Fan and his companions and quickly approached.
Lin Fan took out his token, a symbol of the Divine Heir. Naturally, the two disciples recognized it and respectfully addressed him, “Senior Brother.”
Lin Fan nodded slightly and entered the sect.
Qiu Zhan Yu and Golden Mushroom followed closely behind, heads held high, feeling a sense of pride.
After Lin Fan and his companions entered, the two disciples looked at each other in confusion.
“Just now, that was a senior brother, and even the Divine Heir. But we’ve seen all the Divine Heirs before, and I don’t recall seeing that one,” one disciple asked doubtfully.
“You must be mistaken. Among the Ten Divine Heirs, one position has always been vacant. How could you have seen all of them?” the other replied.
“Wait, I remember hearing that one of the Divine Heirs hasn’t returned for three years,” the first disciple said.
“Ah! Could that have been him just now?” the second disciple exclaimed in shock. Although they had only recently joined the sect, they had heard the legends.
The sect’s top Divine Heir, who had suppressed all other Divine Heirs, making them feel inferior. He had been gone for three years without returning, shrouded in mystery.
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“Big Brother, Tian Di Sect is so lively,” Qiu Zhan Yu exclaimed, looking left and right in amazement.
“Of course. A major sect naturally bustles with activity,” Lin Fan smiled faintly, then gazed into the distance. “Let’s go take a look over there.”
…
At the sect’s grand hall, atop the martial arena.
“I yield,” a man bowed with clasped hands, though his eyes held a hint of disdain.
In the spectator stands,
“Master Han, my sect’s Divine Heir has once again emerged victorious,” the sect leader of Kunlun Divine Sect said with a smug smile.
Kunlun Divine Sect and Tian Di Sect were engaged in an exchange event. This time, Kunlun had come as guests to Tian Di Sect. But the visit was merely a pretense—their real purpose was to gauge the younger generation’s strength of Tian Di Sect.
“No problem,” Han Jun Tian smiled faintly, seemingly indifferent, though inwardly he was cursing.
What’s wrong with these Divine Heirs? Why do they all look so weak?
And how could Kunlun Divine Sect be so powerful? Their strength seemed almost unnatural.
“Next match: Kunlun Divine Sect’s Divine Heir Yan Qing Xue versus Tian Di Sect’s Divine Heir Ling Wu Zun.”
So far, the Tian Di Sect’s Divine Heirs had suffered more losses than victories, winning only two out of six matches. This was quite embarrassing.
Ling Wu Zun glanced around helplessly.
“Brother Ling, do your best and win,” Jian Cang Qiong, a fellow Divine Heir, said pale-faced.
He had just lost his match. In recent years, he had reached the peak of True Immortal Realm, only a step away from the Xuan Immortal Realm.
Yet the Kunlun disciples were even more monstrous. They had defeated him in just ten moves, a truly pitiful defeat.
“I’ll do my best,” what else could Ling Wu Zun say? There was no other option but to give it his all.
These Kunlun disciples were like drugged beasts—ferocious and difficult to deal with.
And under the current circumstances, he wasn’t very confident either.
Seeing the Kunlun disciples’ smug expressions, Ling Wu Zun felt a surge of anger. No matter what, they couldn’t disgrace the sect.
At this moment, Ling Wu Zun thought of the detestable top Divine Heir—the one he hated most, Lin Fan.
Damn it! If that guy were here, things wouldn’t be this bad. What a pain in the ass.
Ling Wu Zun would never forget the humiliation Lin Fan had inflicted upon him. But considering the current situation, he actually hoped Lin Fan would show up. He’d rather let that guy steal the spotlight than let the Kunlun disciples strut around Tian Di Sect.
At the elders’ seats, Qing Yang Zi’s face turned alternately pale and red, clearly embarrassed.
To lose so badly was a huge disgrace.
He cautiously glanced at the sect leader, who appeared calm but had a flicker of anger in his eyes.
Damn it! Where the hell has that kid been? Not a word in three years! Could he have encountered some ancient monster and defected to another sect?
Qing Yang Zi couldn’t help but entertain that thought.
At the martial arena,
Ling Wu Zun looked at the exquisitely beautiful woman before him and slightly bowed, “Divine Heir Ling Wu Zun.”
Yan Qing Xue smiled faintly, then sneered, “Your name sounds mighty—’Wu Zun’—but let’s see if you have the strength to match. Show me your full power, or else losing so badly will be a disgrace.”
Lin Fan, accompanied by Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu, left Maple Forest City and headed towards the direction of the Heaven and Earth Sect.
Having been away from the sect for three years, Lin Fan had to return to catch up, especially given the current situation. He needed to request some information on dangerous places and formidable figures from the sect. The path of hunting had to be initiated.
“They’ve left,” said the elder beside Feng Yanyun, his eyes gleaming sharply.
He never expected to witness such a powerful figure in his lifetime.
Slaying a Golden Immortal was as easy as slaughtering a dog—simple, effortless, and utterly terrifying.
“I never thought Maple Forest City would have such an opportunity,” Feng Yanyun remarked.
“Indeed, the mystical formation now protecting Maple Forest City from external threats is more than enough,” the elder marveled, sensing the formation enveloping the city’s sky.
The formation was incredibly profound, exuding a killing aura.
If he were to attack Maple Forest City, he would likely be instantly annihilated.
Powerful—this force was truly formidable.
…
“Are we heading to big brother’s sect now?” Qiu Zhanyu asked curiously.
“Yes,” Lin Fan nodded, wondering what changes the Heaven and Earth Sect had undergone in the past three years. It was indeed a curious thought.
“Hehe, we’ve seen big sects before. The Heaven and Earth Sect is renowned. We once wanted to join, but without connections, it never happened,” Jin Zhengu said.
Lin Fan looked at the two and laughed, “If you two want to join, you can.”
Qiu Zhanyu was slightly excited but then reconsidered, “No, it’s the same whether we join or not, as long as we follow big brother.”
“Exactly,” Jin Zhengu nodded in agreement.
“Haha,” Lin Fan laughed heartily, “Let’s not talk about this. Following me, you won’t be at a disadvantage.”
A few days later.
The gates of the Heaven and Earth Sect appeared before Lin Fan.
Lin Fan glanced around and noticed the sect was bustling with activity, especially above the martial arts arena, where magical energy surged, distorting the void.
“Is it another grand competition?” Lin Fan wondered, then directly entered the sect’s gate.
…
At the gate, two disciples were chatting idly, gazing into the distance with longing.
“It seems exciting over there, but we have to guard the gate,” one disciple said.
“No matter how exciting, it’s not our business. We just joined the sect. Who else would guard the gate?” the other replied.
“Someone’s coming,” the two disciples suddenly noticed Lin Fan and his companions approaching.
Lin Fan presented his token, a symbol of the Divine Son. The two disciples naturally recognized it and respectfully greeted, “Senior Brother.”
“Mm,” Lin Fan nodded and entered the sect.
Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu followed, heads held high, feeling a sense of pride.
After Lin Fan and his group entered, the two disciples were puzzled.
“That was a senior brother, and a Divine Son at that, but we’ve seen all the Divine Sons. I don’t recall seeing that one,” one disciple wondered.
“No, among the Ten Divine Sons, one position has always been vacant. You couldn’t have seen them all,” the other replied.
“Wait, I remember one of the Divine Sons hasn’t returned for three years,” the first disciple said.
“Ah! Could that have been him?” the second disciple exclaimed in surprise. Though they had only recently joined the sect, they had heard the rumors.
The top Divine Son of the sect, who suppressed all other Divine Sons, making them bow their heads, had been away for three years without returning, shrouded in mystery.
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“Big brother, the Heaven and Earth Sect is so lively,” Qiu Zhanyu looked around in awe.
“Of course, a great sect is naturally bustling,” Lin Fan smiled lightly, then gazed into the distance, “Let’s go take a look over there.”
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In the sect’s main hall, on the martial arts platform.
“Concede,” a man clasped his hands, his eyes flashing with a hint of disdain.
On the viewing platform.
“Apologies, Sect Leader Han, my sect’s Divine Son has won another match,” the leader of the Kunlun Divine Sect smiled with a hint of pride.
The Kunlun Divine Sect and the Heaven and Earth Sect had an exchange event. This time, they were guests at the Heaven and Earth Sect, but the real purpose was to assess the strength of the younger generation.
“No problem,” Han Jun Tian smiled lightly, seemingly unbothered, but inwardly he was cursing.
What’s wrong with these Divine Sons? They seem like they haven’t eaten.
At the same time, the Kunlun Divine Sect’s strength was unexpectedly formidable, almost unnaturally so.
“Next, Kunlun Divine Sect’s Divine Son Yan Qingxue versus Heaven and Earth Sect’s Divine Son Ling Wuzun.”
The Heaven and Earth Sect’s Divine Sons had lost more than they had won. Out of six matches, they had only won two, which was quite embarrassing.
Ling Wuzun looked around, a look of helplessness on his face.
“Junior Brother Ling, stay steady, you must win,” Divine Son Jian Cangqiong said with a pale face.
He had just stepped onto the platform and was already defeated. In the past few years, he had reached the peak of the True Immortal Realm, just a step away from the Profound Immortal Realm.
But the disciples of the Kunlun Divine Sect were even more monstrous, suppressing him in just ten moves. It was truly tragic.
“I’ll do my best,” Ling Wuzun could only say. There was no other option.
The disciples of the Kunlun Divine Sect were like they were on drugs, ferocious and not something an ordinary person could handle.
Moreover, given the current situation, he didn’t have much confidence.
Seeing the smug expressions of the Kunlun Divine Sect disciples, Ling Wuzun was filled with anger. No matter what, he couldn’t let the sect lose face.
At this moment, Ling Wuzun thought of the detestable top Divine Son, the one he hated the most—Lin Fan.
Damn it, if that guy were in the sect, things wouldn’t be so bad now. What a mess.
Ling Wuzun would never forget the humiliation Lin Fan had inflicted on him, but considering the current situation, he wished Lin Fan would appear. He’d rather let that guy steal the show than let the Kunlun Divine Sect disciples strut around the Heaven and Earth Sect.
On the elders’ platform, Qing Yangzi’s face turned green and white, clearly embarrassed.
Losing so miserably was a huge disgrace.
He glanced at the sect leader’s expression and noticed that while the leader appeared calm, there was a hint of anger in his eyes.
Damn it, where the hell is that kid? Three years without a word. Could he have encountered some old monster outside and defected?
Qing Yangzi couldn’t help but entertain the thought.
On the martial arts platform.
Ling Wuzun looked at the stunningly beautiful woman before him and slightly clasped his hands, “Divine Son Ling Wuzun.”
Yan Qingxue smiled lightly, then showed a look of disdain, “A domineering name, Wuzun. But let’s see if you have the ability. Bring out your full strength, or losing too embarrassingly would be a disgrace.”
Ling Wuzun frowned, slightly annoyed, but he didn’t dare underestimate her. He had heard of Yan Qingxue’s reputation. Though her cultivation level was similar to his, her magical energy was vast and profound, especially her divine abilities, which were overwhelmingly powerful. If he didn’t take her seriously, he could suffer a great loss.
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