Chapter 121: A Speech That Moved Everyone

“Master.” Feng Bu Jue stood aside respectfully and greeted.

Lin Fan arrived in an invincible posture. A calm yet elegant aura quietly emanated from him. His deep, shining eyes were captivating, leaving people spellbound and unable to look away.

As Lin Fan passed by Zhang Er Gou, he coldly snorted. An ear-splitting thunderclap erupted beside Zhang Er Gou’s ear. Zhang felt as if his soul had scattered, his face turned pale, and his entire body trembled with fear.

The ten top disciples of the outer sect stared at Lin Fan in astonishment, each lost in their own thoughts. Was this person really the master of Nameless Peak, the sect leader of Saint Devil Sect, and a grandmaster alchemist?

After observing him for a few moments, they shockingly realized they couldn’t discern his cultivation level at all, nor could they sense even the faintest trace of his aura.

What level of cultivation had this person reached to be so overwhelmingly powerful?

“Master Lin, Brother Zhang…” Ye Shao Tian noticed Master Lin’s expression darkening, likely upset over Brother Zhang’s behavior. He wanted to mediate, but just as he opened his mouth, the words he intended to speak were forcibly swallowed back.

“There’s no need to defend him,” Lin Fan sternly replied.

“Yes, Master Lin.” Ye Shao Tian glanced at Zhang Er Gou, sighed, and said nothing further.

Jian Wu Di and others looked at Ye Shao Tian in surprise. They hadn’t expected their normally domineering junior brother to be silenced with just one sentence.

At that moment, Lin Fan walked toward the outer sect disciple whom Zhang Er Gou had driven away earlier.

“What’s your name?” Lin Fan asked gently.

The outer sect disciple looked at Lin Fan, his heart beginning to tremble like boiling water about to erupt, filled with fear.

“My name is Wang Bao Fei,” the disciple nervously replied, swallowing hard. He had no idea what Lin Fan intended. Could it be that he was being punished for mocking Nameless Peak earlier?

As this thought crossed his mind, Wang Bao Fei nearly burst into tears. But the next moment left him even more flustered.

“Junior Disciple Wang, one of my unworthy disciples has bullied you. I, as your senior master, sincerely apologize to you,” Lin Fan said, his expression filled with disappointment and sorrow, a sight that moved many.

“No, no, Master Lin, please don’t be so kind to me,” Wang Bao Fei immediately replied.

He never imagined that Master Lin would actually apologize to him. How could he, Wang Bao Fei, dare to expect such treatment? If it had happened before, he might not have thought much of it, but now Master Lin was the alchemy grandmaster of Nameless Peak.

Seeing Wang Bao Fei hastily interject, Lin Fan didn’t dwell on the apology but instead sighed deeply in disappointment. Then, he fixed a piercing gaze on Zhang Er Gou. “Do you know what you did wrong now? He is your junior brother. How could you bully him?”

“Master, I was wrong,” Zhang Er Gou lowered his head and admitted remorsefully.

“Remember this: although I am the sect leader of Nameless Peak and the head of Saint Devil Sect, I am still part of the Saint Sect. They are your junior brothers. As their senior brother, you should protect and care for them. How could you treat them with harsh words? The core of a strong sect lies in the unity and affection among its disciples. If everyone behaves like you, how can our sect grow strong?”

At that moment, all the disciples present stared in astonishment. These were the first words of their kind they had ever heard.

Ye Shao Tian, who had been looking down, suddenly raised his head, his eyes gleaming with admiration for Lin Fan, his respect deepening even further.

This was Master Lin, a master who cared for every disciple.

Jian Wu Di and others also looked at Lin Fan in amazement, finding it hard to believe. Having been in the sect for a long time, they had never seen any high-ranking member apologize to a disciple.

“Junior Disciple Wang, don’t be nervous or afraid. In my eyes, you are all equal. Although they are my disciples, you are also like my disciples in my heart. After all, the Saint Sect is one big family. In the future, you will all be the backbone of our sect,” Lin Fan said with genuine emotion, his heartfelt words moving all the disciples present.

Then Lin Fan’s gaze fell on Zhang Er Gou. “Er Gou, you are my eldest disciple. Remember, your enemy isn’t your fellow junior brothers around you, but those who wish to harm our big family. They are our true enemies.”

“Junior disciples, why do we cultivate martial arts? Is it to pursue the highest realm or to gain more respect? Perhaps we all seek these things, but while pursuing higher cultivation, what’s more important? It is protecting our loved ones. Meeting someone is a fate, and living together is an even greater destiny.”

“Er Gou, immediately apologize to your junior brother. If he doesn’t forgive you, you will no longer be my disciple,” Lin Fan said sternly, his sleeve flaring and raising the atmosphere to an even higher level.

Zhang Er Gou’s eyes turned red. Instantly, his emotions surged, tears streaming down, snot flying in the wind, as he painfully threw himself at Lin Fan’s feet. “No… Master, I will serve you forever.”

Zhang Er Gou’s voice was heart-wrenching, enough to make anyone listening feel sorrow.

Especially Wang Bao Fei, who was deeply moved. He never imagined that Master Lin would go so far as to expel his own disciple for someone as ordinary as himself.

“Master Lin, it was my fault. I shouldn’t have mocked Brother Zhang first. Please, Master Lin, forgive my senior brother,” Wang Bao Fei said, his voice choked with emotion.

“Hmph, your junior brother pleaded for you. This matter will be forgotten. But if it happens again, leave the sect on your own,” Lin Fan replied sternly.

“Yes, Master,” Zhang Er Gou wiped his tears and stood up. “Junior brother, thank you.”

“Senior brother, it’s me who wronged you,” Wang Bao Fei sincerely replied.

…

“From now on, any junior disciples who need pills can come to Nameless Peak. There will be no charge,” Lin Fan announced.

“Thank you, Master,” at that moment, the outer sect disciples were truly moved by Lin Fan’s words.

In their eyes, Master Lin was a senior worthy of their respect.

To have such a master was more than enough.

Lin Fan casually glanced at the ten outer sect prodigies. Seeing that they hadn’t come forward to greet him, he wasn’t surprised. He was determined to test them, confident they would eventually approach him.

“Alright, that’s all for today. You may all leave. If you need anything, feel free to come to Nameless Peak,” Lin Fan said.

As Lin Fan turned to leave, the ten outer sect disciples finally spoke.

“Master, wait.”

A faint smile appeared on Lin Fan’s lips. He knew they wouldn’t dare ignore him forever.

“Master Lin, thank you for refining pills for us,” Meng Hao and others said gratefully.

They were deeply moved by Lin Fan’s earlier words, feeling that this Master Lin was truly different from others.

“Just a small matter. All of you should cultivate diligently. If you need pills in the future, come to Nameless Peak,” Lin Fan nodded, saying no more.

Lin Fan understood the strategy of feigned indifference.

These ten top disciples of the outer sect were no pushovers. Compared to the other outer sect disciples, they were much more cunning. Showing too much enthusiasm on the first encounter might lead to unintended consequences.

After Lin Fan left with Zhang Er Gou and others, the outer sect disciples remained stunned for a long time, gazing at the gradually fading figures. Finally, they exchanged glances and smiled warmly at each other.

…

“Er Gou, no one is following us, right?” Lin Fan quietly asked.

“No, Master,” Zhang Er Gou sneaked a look behind.

“Good.”

“Master, I performed so well this time. Can I have two more Da Fange pills?” Zhang Er Gou went all out this time, his acting skills soaring, his facial expressions handled perfectly, truly admirable.

This was a qualitative leap, a sublimation of spirit and vitality.

“Sect Master,” Feng Bujue stood by respectfully, greeting him.

Lin Fan descended with an invincible aura, his faint yet elegant dominance quietly rising. His deep, shining eyes were mesmerizing, making it impossible for anyone to look away.

As he passed by Zhang Er Gou, Lin Fan let out a cold snort, and a thunderous sound exploded in Zhang Er Gou’s ears. Zhang Er Gou was so terrified that his face turned pale, and his entire body trembled.

The top ten outer disciples stared at Lin Fan in astonishment, each with their own thoughts. Was this the master of Nameless Peak, the Sect Master of the Holy Demon Sect, and the alchemy master?

After a few moments, they were horrified to realize that they couldn’t see through his cultivation level, nor could they sense even a trace of his aura.

What kind of cultivation level was this, to be so overwhelmingly powerful?

“Uncle Lin, about Junior Brother Zhang…” Ye Shaotian noticed that Uncle Lin’s expression didn’t look too good, likely due to his anger over Zhang Er Gou’s actions. He wanted to mediate, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the words he was about to speak were cut off.

“There’s no need for you to defend him,” Lin Fan said sternly.

“Yes, Uncle,” Ye Shaotian glanced at Zhang Er Gou, sighed, and said nothing more.

Jian Wudi and the others looked at Ye Shaotian in surprise. They hadn’t expected the usually domineering Ye Shaotian to be silenced with just a few words. This was indeed rare.

At this moment, Lin Fan walked up to the outer disciple who had just been driven away by Zhang Er Gou.

“What’s your name?” Lin Fan asked gently.

The outer disciple looked at Lin Fan, his heart trembling like boiling water about to overflow, filled with fear.

“My name is Wang Baofei,” the outer disciple swallowed nervously, not knowing what the other party intended. Could it be that he was going to be held accountable for mocking Nameless Peak earlier?

Wang Baofei thought of this and was almost on the verge of tears. But the next moment left him utterly bewildered.

“Disciple Wang, this sect’s unworthy disciple has wronged you. As your uncle, I apologize on his behalf,” Lin Fan said, his face filled with sorrow, which moved everyone present.

“No, no, Uncle Lin, you must not demean yourself before me,” Wang Baofei immediately responded.

He never expected Uncle Lin to apologize to him. How could Wang Baofei dare to imagine such a thing? In the past, he wouldn’t have cared, but now Uncle Lin was the alchemy master of Nameless Peak.

Seeing Wang Baofei stop him, Lin Fan didn’t dwell on it. Instead, he sighed deeply, his gaze fixed on Zhang Er Gou. “Do you realize your mistake now? He is your junior brother. How could you bully him?”

“Sect Master, I was wrong,” Zhang Er Gou said, bowing his head in repentance.

“You must remember, although I am the Sect Master of Nameless Peak and the Holy Demon Sect, I am still a member of the Holy Sect. They are your junior brothers. As their senior brother, you should care for them, not speak harshly to them. The core of a strong sect is the mutual love and respect among its disciples. If everyone were like you, how could the sect grow stronger?”

At this moment, all the disciples present stared at Lin Fan in astonishment. This was the first time they had heard such words.

Ye Shaotian, who had been bowing his head, suddenly looked up, his eyes shining with a strange light. His admiration for Lin Fan grew even stronger.

This was Uncle Lin, an uncle who cared for all his disciples.

Jian Wudi and the others also looked at Lin Fan in surprise, finding it hard to believe. They had been in the sect for a long time, but they had never seen any high-ranking member of the sect apologize to a disciple.

“Disciple Wang, don’t be nervous or afraid. In my eyes, you are all equal. Although they are my disciples, in my heart, you are also like my disciples. The Holy Sect is one big family. In the future, you will all be the backbone of the sect,” Lin Fan said sincerely, his genuine emotions touching all the disciples present.

Then Lin Fan’s gaze locked onto Zhang Er Gou. “Er Gou, you are my head disciple. Remember, your enemies are not your fellow disciples, but those who seek to harm our family. They are our true enemies.”

“Disciples, why do we cultivate martial arts? Is it to pursue the highest realm, or to gain more respect? Perhaps we are all pursuing these things, but what is more important as we strive for higher realms in martial arts? It is to protect our loved ones. Meeting each other is fate, and being able to live together is a great blessing.”

“Er Gou, apologize to your junior brother immediately. If you don’t receive his forgiveness, you will no longer be my disciple,” Lin Fan said sternly, his sleeves flaring, intensifying the atmosphere.

Zhang Er Gou’s eyes turned red, and tears streamed down his face as he threw himself at Lin Fan’s feet, wailing, “No… Sect Master, I will serve you for the rest of my life!”

Zhang Er Gou’s voice was filled with such sorrow that it moved everyone who heard it.

Wang Baofei was especially moved. He never expected Uncle Lin to expel his own direct disciple for the sake of an ordinary disciple like himself.

“Uncle Lin, it was my fault. It wasn’t Senior Brother Zhang’s fault. I was the one who mocked him first. I beg you to forgive him,” Wang Baofei said, choking back tears.

“Hmph, since your junior brother has pleaded for you, this matter ends here. If there is a next time, you will leave the sect on your own,” Lin Fan said sternly.

“Yes, Sect Master,” Zhang Er Gou wiped his tears and stood up. “Junior Brother, thank you.”

“Senior Brother, it was my fault,” Wang Baofei said sincerely.

…

“In the future, if any of you need alchemy services, you can come to Nameless Peak. There will be no charge,” Lin Fan said.

“Thank you, Uncle,” the outer disciples said, truly moved by Lin Fan’s words.

In their eyes, Uncle Lin was a senior worthy of their respect.

With such an uncle, what more could one ask for?

Lin Fan glanced at the top ten outer disciples and saw that they hadn’t come forward to greet him. He wasn’t worried; he was sure they would eventually.

“Alright, that’s all for today. You may all disperse. If you need anything in the future, you can come to Nameless Peak,” Lin Fan said.

Just as Lin Fan turned to leave, the top ten outer disciples spoke up.

“Uncle Lin, wait.”

A smile appeared on Lin Fan’s lips. He knew they would come forward eventually.

“Uncle Lin, thank you for refining pills for us,” Meng Hao and the others said gratefully.

They deeply resonated with Uncle Lin’s words earlier. They felt that Uncle Lin was truly different from others.

“It’s nothing. Focus on your cultivation. If you need alchemy services in the future, you can come to Nameless Peak,” Lin Fan nodded and said no more.

Lin Fan understood the art of playing hard to get.

These top ten outer disciples were no pushovers. They were much more cunning than the other outer disciples. Being too enthusiastic the first time would be counterproductive.

After Lin Fan left with Zhang Er Gou and the others, the outer disciples remained in a daze for a long time. Watching the distant figures, they eventually exchanged glances and smiled warmly at each other.

…

“Er Gou, is anyone following us?” Lin Fan asked softly.

“No, Sect Master,” Zhang Er Gou turned his head sneakily.

“Good.”

“Sect Master, I performed so well this time. Can I have two Da Fan Ge pills?” Zhang Er Gou had really gone all out this time, his acting skills skyrocketing, especially his facial expressions, which were handled perfectly. It was truly impressive.

This was a qualitative leap, a sublimation of spirit and energy.

“I know. Although you performed well, it was my speech that really sealed the deal. Don’t you agree?” Lin Fan said, seeing Zhang Er Gou’s smug expression.

“Sect Master, I was just about to say that. Your speech was truly moving,” Zhang Er Gou, desperate for the pills, shamelessly flattered.

“Sect Master, you and Senior Brother worked so well together. I’m not as smart as Senior Brother, so I couldn’t help you,” Feng Bujue said somewhat dejectedly.

Lin Fan looked at the downcast Feng Bujue and smiled. “It’s alright. Learn more from your senior brother. There will be many opportunities to perform in the future. I have high hopes for you.”

“Yes,” Feng Bujue nodded heavily.

The master and his two disciples walked along the deserted mountain peak, chatting and laughing, a picture of harmony.

“Master, I was just about to say that. Your words were so touching,” Zhang Er Gou, eager for the pills, flattered without hesitation, disregarding his dignity.

“Master, you and Senior Brother worked so well together. I’m not as clever as Senior Brother. I couldn’t help you,” Feng Bu Jue said somewhat dejectedly.

Seeing Feng Bu Jue’s sadness, Lin Fan smiled. “It’s okay. Learn more from your senior brother. There will be many opportunities for you in the future. I believe in you.”

“Okay,” Feng Bu Jue nodded firmly.

The master and his three disciples walked along the deserted mountain path, chatting and laughing, enjoying perfect harmony.