One month later.
One month later.
Lin Fan sat cross-legged in meditation. The “Wave Force” had now reached the twelfth level, while “Formless Demon” and “Sword Intent” had both achieved the third level of perfection. However, techniques like “Reversing Heaven and Earth,” “Black Tiger’s Heart Strike,” and “Flower-Touching Finger” remained stagnant, showing no progress.
Especially the “Dragon Emperor’s Dominance” enhancement technique, which hadn’t shown even the slightest improvement.
His own cultivation hadn’t made much progress either. Despite consuming a vast amount of pills, the experience gained was minimal, and it was unclear when he would reach the next level.
Although he refined a considerable number of pills daily, most were low-grade, and the experience they provided was negligible.
“This won’t do. I need to go out and stir up some trouble.”
Life had been too comfortable lately, and Lin Fan felt restless, as if he had no energy at all.
His ambitions were grand, and staying so complacent within the sect was causing his once-fervent heart to decay.
To live a life without the push of external forces, relying solely on his own momentum—that was his way. If he stopped now, would he still be himself?
Early Innate Stage (60 million/100 million)
The experience points left Lin Fan speechless.
However, if he could break through the Early Innate Stage and cross that threshold, the required experience would decrease.
As the sect leader of the Holy Sect, how could he resort to bullying his juniors? If word got out, he would become a laughingstock.
Moreover, the world was vast, and it was time for him to venture out.
At that moment, Lin Fan stood up, pushed open the door, and gazed into the void, making a firm decision.
This time, he had to leave the sect and explore the outside world to elevate his cultivation.
“Uncle Master.” At that moment, Tian Yu emerged from the room and immediately greeted Lin Fan upon seeing him.
During this period, Tian Yu had felt deep care here and had developed a strong bond with Zhang Er Gou and Feng Bu Jue.
Especially with Zhang Er Gou, Tian Yu held a particular fondness for him.
Although in Tian Yu’s eyes, Zhang Er Gou’s cultivation was low and his talent lacking—someone he wouldn’t have even glanced at in the past—the prolonged interaction had made him recall the care he had received from his elder brother during his mortal days.
“Hmm, you’ve already reached the Early Innate Stage. It shouldn’t be long before you return to your peak,” Lin Fan said, gazing at Tian Yu.
During this time, Tian Yu’s foundation had been mostly restored by Lin Fan, and with a solid base, his cultivation naturally progressed rapidly.
In Lin Fan’s eyes, a genius was a genius.
Having a system had its advantages, but also its drawbacks.
With enough experience, he could level up as much as he wanted, regardless of his own temperament. However, those without a system could only level up by overcoming challenges.
In comparison, both had their merits.
Of course, the system’s downside was only related to leveling up. In other aspects, it left others far behind, with no comparison possible.
“Everything is thanks to Uncle Master, who has given me a new life. I will remember this forever,” Tian Yu said respectfully.
The longer he stayed by Lin Fan’s side, the more mysterious Tian Yu found his uncle master.
What Tian Yu didn’t know was that the god-like figure in his mind was actually deeply troubled. To leave an indelible impression, Lin Fan had to act profound every time, which was exhausting, leaving him no room to be his true self.
However, in Lin Fan’s view, it was all worth it. According to Zhang Er Gou’s occasional reports, Tian Yu’s heart was gradually changing. Perhaps with persistence, it wasn’t impossible to lure him away from the sect.
“Sect Leader, we’re back.” At that moment, Zhang Er Gou and Feng Bu Jue returned from afar.
The two had gone to gather information within the sect as per the sect leader’s orders.
Lin Fan had been considering leaving the sect for a few days now, so he had sent them to scout the situation.
“Any news?” Lin Fan asked.
“Yes, we just heard from the inner sect that they will be sending inner disciples to the Misty Snow Peak tomorrow,” Zhang Er Gou said.
Lin Fan then looked at Tian Yu, who, as an inner disciple, should know about that place.
Feeling Lin Fan’s gaze, Tian Yu said, “Uncle Master, the Misty Snow Peak is located in Yongtian City. It’s a place where snow and wind never cease throughout the year, and it’s a gathering spot for fierce beasts. Yongtian City is guarded by various sects to prevent the beasts from invading.”
Lin Fan nodded. “Did you find out why they’re going to the Misty Snow Peak?”
“Yes, but it’s unclear if it’s true. It seems a minor celestial beast has appeared there, though the specifics are unknown,” Zhang Er Gou said.
“Uncle Master, the sect is likely sending people to kill that beast. Minor celestial beasts are treasure troves, but they’re also extremely dangerous. Other sects will probably take action as well,” Tian Yu added, having participated in such missions before, he naturally understood.
“I see. You all go and rest now,” Lin Fan waved his hand and then headed down the mountain.
He was going to the sect leader to discuss hitching a ride on this mission.
Slaughtering beasts was something Lin Fan loved—lots of experience and easy treasures. Staying in the sect, who knew when he’d level up?
“What is the sect leader planning to do?” Zhang Er Gou scratched his head, somewhat confused.
“Uncle Master probably wants to go too,” Tian Yu said, watching Lin Fan’s departing figure.
…
Descending from Nameless Peak, Lin Fan nodded frequently to the outer disciples along the way. For the current outer disciples, their only dream was to become disciples of Nameless Peak.
But seeing that Uncle Master Lin had no intention of recruiting, the outer disciples were helpless and anxious.
Back when Nameless Peak was just starting, no one had foreseen its potential.
Now, getting in was difficult.
At the Holy Sect’s main hall, Lin Fan walked in unimpeded. This time, he was determined to follow the sect down the mountain.
“Lin Fan requests an audience with the sect leader.”
“Come in.”
…
Upon entering the hall, Lin Fan saw several elders present and immediately put on a bright smile. “Greetings, senior brothers.”
“So it’s junior brother…”
The term “junior brother” made the elders uncomfortable. They were all old, and calling a young lad like Lin Fan their junior brother felt strange.
But it wasn’t wrong. As the master of Nameless Peak and the founder of his own sect, Lin Fan’s status was equal to theirs. In terms of seniority, he had joined slightly later, so it was only natural to call him junior brother.
Sect Leader Yan looked at Lin Fan with a slight smile. “What brings you here?”
“Sect Leader, I heard that some inner disciples are being selected to go to the Misty Snow Peak. I’d like to join them,” Lin Fan said.
“No.” As soon as Lin Fan finished speaking, the other elders immediately rejected the idea.
Lin Fan, with his ability to refine pills in an instant, was now a treasure of the sect. How could they let him risk going to such a dangerous place?
Moreover, while other sects had no enmity with the Holy Sect, there was no guarantee they wouldn’t eliminate Lin Fan upon discovering his unique ability, to prevent future threats.
Especially the power-enhancing technique “Dragon Emperor’s Domination”—not even a single hair’s worth of progress had been made.
His own cultivation had also barely improved. Despite gaining massive experience, relying solely on pills seemed endless.
Although he produced many pills daily, most were of low grade, offering only meager experience gains.
“No way. I must go out and stir up some waves.”
Too comfortable and relaxed a life made Lin Fan feel uneasy, as if his body had lost all energy. His ambitions were vast, yet staying in the sect like this made his once surging heart feel corrupted.
Waves… waves…
His entire life had relied not on winds pushing him forward, but on his own surging momentum. If he stopped riding the waves now, could he still be himself?
Innate Foundation Stage (60 million / 100 million)
This experience bar left Lin Fan speechless.
But if he could breakthrough the Innate Foundation Stage and cross that threshold, his experience needs would reset.
One month later.
Lin Fan sat cross-legged in meditation. The “Wave Force” had now been cultivated to the twelfth level, while “Formless Demon” and “Sword Intent” had both reached the third level of perfection. Techniques like “Reversing the Universe,” “Black Tiger Steals the Heart,” and “Flower-Touching Finger” remained stagnant, showing no progress.
Especially the “Dragon Emperor’s Dominance” enhancement technique, which hadn’t shown even the slightest improvement.
His own cultivation hadn’t advanced much either. Despite the vast amount of experience he had accumulated, relying solely on pills made it unclear when he would ever reach his goal.
Although he refined a considerable number of pills daily, most were low-grade, and consuming them barely increased his experience.
“This won’t do. I must go out and stir up some trouble.”
Living a comfortable life had become too easy, and Lin Fan felt restless, as if he had no energy left.
His ambitions were grand, and staying so complacent within the sect was beginning to erode his once surging spirit.
To live a life without the push of the wind, but to rely entirely on his own waves—if he stopped now, would he still be himself?
Early Innate Stage (60 million/100 million)
The experience points left Lin Fan speechless.
However, if he could break through the Early Innate Stage and cross that threshold, the required experience would decrease.
As the sect leader of the Holy Sect, how could he resort to tormenting his disciples? If word got out, wouldn’t it be a laughingstock?
Moreover, the world was vast, and it was time for him to venture out.
At this moment, Lin Fan stood up, pushed open the door, and gazed into the void, making a firm decision.
This time, he had to leave the sect and explore the outside world to elevate his cultivation.
“Uncle Master.” At this moment, Tian Yu emerged from the room and immediately greeted Lin Fan upon seeing him.
During this time, Tian Yu had felt deep care here and had developed a strong bond with Zhang Er Gou and Feng Bu Jue.
Especially with Zhang Er Gou, Tian Yu held a particular fondness for him.
Although in Tian Yu’s eyes, Zhang Er Gou’s cultivation was low and his talent lacking—someone he wouldn’t have even glanced at in the past—after spending so much time together, he found that Zhang Er Gou’s care reminded him of the concern his elder brother had shown him when he was still a mortal.
“Hmm, you’ve already reached the Early Innate Stage. It shouldn’t be long before you return to your peak,” Lin Fan said, looking at Tian Yu.
During this period, Lin Fan had restored most of Tian Yu’s foundation, and with that solid base, his cultivation naturally progressed rapidly.
In Lin Fan’s eyes, a genius was a genius.
Having a system had its advantages, but also its drawbacks.
With enough experience, he could level up as much as he wanted, regardless of his mental state. However, those without a system could only level up by overcoming significant hurdles.
In comparison, both had their merits.
Of course, the system’s downside was only in terms of leveling up. In other aspects, it left them far behind, with no comparison at all.
“Everything is thanks to Uncle Master, who has given me a new life. I will remember this forever,” Tian Yu said respectfully.
The longer he stayed by Lin Fan’s side, the more Tian Yu felt the depth of his uncle master’s mystery.
What Tian Yu didn’t know was that the god-like figure in his mind was actually deeply troubled. To leave an indelible impression, Lin Fan had to act profound every time, leaving no room to reveal his true self.
However, in Lin Fan’s view, it was all worth it. According to Zhang Er Gou’s occasional reports, Tian Yu’s heart was gradually changing. Perhaps if he persisted, it wouldn’t be impossible to lure him away from the sect.
“Sect Leader, we’re back.” At this moment, Zhang Er Gou and Feng Bu Jue returned from afar.
The two had gone to investigate some news within the sect as per the sect leader’s orders.
Lin Fan had been considering leaving the sect for a few days now, so he had sent them to gather information.
“Any findings?” Lin Fan asked.
“Yes. We just heard from the inner sect that they will be sending inner disciples to the Misty Snow Peak tomorrow,” Zhang Er Gou said.
Lin Fan then looked at Tian Yu, who, as an inner disciple, should know about that place.
Feeling Lin Fan’s gaze, Tian Yu said, “Uncle Master, the Misty Snow Peak is located in Yongtian City. It’s a place of perpetual snow and wind, and a gathering spot for fierce beasts. Yongtian City is guarded by various sects to prevent the beasts from invading.”
Lin Fan nodded. “Did you find out why they’re going to the Misty Snow Peak?”
“Yes, but it’s unclear if it’s true. It seems a Small Heavenly Beast has appeared there, though the specifics are unknown,” Zhang Er Gou said.
“Uncle Master, the sect is likely sending people to kill that beast. Small Heavenly Beasts are treasure troves, but also extremely dangerous. Other sects will probably take action as well,” Tian Yu added, having participated in such missions before, he naturally understood.
“I see. You all go and rest now,” Lin Fan waved his hand and then headed down the mountain.
He was going to see the sect leader to discuss joining this expedition.
Slaughtering beasts was something Lin Fan loved—lots of experience and easy treasures. Staying in the sect, who knew when he’d level up?
“What is the sect leader planning to do?” Zhang Er Gou scratched his head, somewhat confused.
“Uncle Master probably wants to go too,” Tian Yu said, watching Lin Fan’s departing figure.
…
Descending from Nameless Peak, Lin Fan nodded frequently to the outer disciples along the way. For the current outer disciples, their only dream was to become disciples of Nameless Peak.
But seeing that Uncle Master Lin had no intention of recruiting, the outer disciples could only feel helpless and anxious.
When Nameless Peak was just starting out, who could have foreseen its potential?
Now, getting in was difficult.
At the Holy Sect’s main hall, Lin Fan passed through unimpeded. This time, he was determined to follow the sect down the mountain.
“Lin Fan requests an audience with the Sect Leader.”
“Enter.”
…
Upon entering the hall, several elders were present. Lin Fan immediately put on a bright smile, “Greetings to all my senior brothers.”
“So it’s Junior Brother…”
The title of “Junior Brother” made the elders uncomfortable. They were all old men, yet they had to address a young lad as their junior brother—it felt strange.
But it wasn’t wrong. Lin Fan was now the master of Nameless Peak and had established his own sect. In terms of status, he was their equal.
In terms of seniority, he had joined slightly later, so being their junior brother was only natural.
Sect Leader Yan looked at Lin Fan with a slight smile, “What brings you here?”
“Sect Leader, I heard that some inner disciples are being selected to go to the Misty Snow Peak. I’d like to join them,” Lin Fan said.
“No.” As soon as Lin Fan finished speaking, the other elders immediately rejected the idea.
Lin Fan, with his ability to refine pills in a single thought, was now a treasure of the sect. How could they let him venture into such a dangerous place?
Moreover, while other sects had no direct conflict with the Holy Sect, there was no guarantee they wouldn’t eliminate Lin Fan upon discovering his unique ability, to prevent future threats.
Besides, the world was vast—he should go out and explore.
At this moment, Lin Fan stood up, pushed open the door, stared into the distance with both eyes, and made a significant decision in his heart.
This time, he must leave the sect and go out to see the world, to boost his cultivation.
“Junior apprentice uncle,” Tianyu walked out of the room and greeted Lin Fan respectfully.
During this time, Tianyu had felt deep care here, forming a close bond with Zhang Erdog and Feng Bu Jue.
Especially Zhang Erdog—he had developed a liking for him.
Although in Tianyu’s eyes, Zhang Erdog had low cultivation and mediocre talent, and in the past would not have even earned a glance, after spending so much time together, he had come to appreciate Zhang Erdog’s care, reminding him of the affection he once received from his older brother in his mortal days.
“Hmm, your cultivation has already entered the Innate Foundation Stage. It won’t be long before you return to your peak,” Lin Fan said, gazing at Tianyu.
During this time, Lin Fan had restored most of Tianyu’s foundation, and with a solid base already laid, his cultivation naturally advanced rapidly.
In Lin Fan’s eyes, a genius was a genius.
Having a system had its pros and cons.
With enough experience, one could level up endlessly, regardless of one’s inner cultivation. But for others without a system, crossing a threshold meant a breakthrough.
Comparatively speaking, both had their advantages.
Of course, the system’s only drawback lay in leveling up. In other aspects, it left others far behind—completely incomparable.
“It’s all thanks to my master for giving me a new life. I will forever remember this kindness,” Tianyu said respectfully.
The longer Tianyu stayed by Lin Fan’s side, the more mysterious he found his master uncle to be.
What Tianyu didn’t realize was that this master uncle he viewed as godlike was actually deeply troubled. In order to leave an indelible impression on Tianyu, Lin Fan constantly pretended to be profound and serious, leaving no space to show his true self.
But in Lin Fan’s eyes, it was all worth it. According to occasional reports from Zhang Erdog, Tianyu’s heart was gradually changing. Perhaps, if he persisted, swaying Tianyu away from the sect might not be impossible.
“Master,” at this moment, Zhang Erdog and Feng Bu Jue returned from afar.
Following the sect leader’s orders, they had gone to gather information within the sect.
A few days ago, Lin Fan had already considered leaving the sect, so he sent them ahead to scout.
“Any findings?” Lin Fan asked.
“Yes. Just now we heard from the inner sect—tomorrow the sect will be sending inner disciples to the Mysterious Snow Peak,” Zhang Erdog replied.
At this moment, Lin Fan looked at Tianyu. As an inner sect disciple, Tianyu should know about that place.
Feeling Lin Fan’s gaze, Tianyu spoke, “Master, the Mysterious Snow Peak lies in Yongtian City. It’s snowing there year-round, a place where fierce beasts gather. Yongtian City is guarded by various sects to resist beast invasions.”
Lin Fan nodded upon hearing this, “Did you find out what the mission is this time?”
“Yes, though we don’t know if it’s true. It seems a junior Heaven-level beast has appeared there, but details are unclear,” Zhang Erdog said.
“Master, the sect is probably sending people to kill that beast. Junior Heaven-level beasts are full of treasures, but also extremely dangerous. Other sects will likely take action too,” Tianyu added, having participated in such missions before and understanding the situation well.
“I see. You two go rest first,” Lin Fan waved his hand and then headed down the mountain.
He now needed to visit the sect leader to negotiate joining this mission.
Lin Fan loved hunting fierce beasts the most—plenty of experience and easy to obtain treasures. If he stayed in the sect, who knew when he’d level up.
“Why is the sect leader going out?” Zhang Erdog scratched his head, puzzled.
“Master probably wants to go too,” Tianyu said, watching Lin Fan’s retreating figure.
…
Descending from Nameless Peak, Lin Fan nodded frequently at the outer sect disciples along the way. For current outer sect disciples, their only dream was to become a disciple of Nameless Peak.
But seeing that Master Lin had shown no interest in recruiting disciples, the outer sect disciples could only feel helpless and anxious.
Back when Nameless Peak was just starting, how come no one saw its potential?
Now it’s too hard to enter.
One month later.
Lin Fan sat cross-legged in meditation. The “Wave Force” had now been cultivated to the twelfth level, while “Formless Demon” and “Sword Intent” had both reached the third level of perfection. However, techniques like “Reversing Heaven and Earth,” “Black Tiger Steals the Heart,” and “Flower-Petting Finger” remained stagnant, showing no progress. Especially the “Dragon Emperor’s Dominance” enhancement technique, which hadn’t shown even the slightest improvement. His own cultivation hadn’t made much progress either. Despite consuming a vast amount of experience through pills, he had no idea when he would reach the next breakthrough.
Although he refined a considerable number of pills daily, most of them were low-level, and the experience gained from consuming them was minimal.
“This won’t do. I need to go out and stir up some trouble.”
Living a comfortable life had made Lin Fan feel restless, as if he had no energy left. His ambitions were grand, and staying so complacent within the sect was causing his once surging heart to decay.
To stir up trouble… to stir up trouble.
In his life, he didn’t need the wind to push him forward; he relied entirely on his own momentum. If he stopped stirring up trouble now, would he still be himself?
Early Innate Stage (60 million/100 million)
The experience value left Lin Fan speechless.
However, if he could break through the Early Innate Stage and cross that threshold, the experience required would decrease.
Now, as the sect master of the Holy Sect, how could he resort to tormenting his juniors? If word got out, wouldn’t people laugh at him?
Moreover, the world was vast, and he needed to go out and explore.
At this moment, Lin Fan stood up, pushed open the door, and gazed into the void, making a firm decision in his heart.
This time, he had to leave the sect and venture outside to improve his cultivation.
“Uncle Master.” At this moment, Tian Yu emerged from the room and, upon seeing Lin Fan, immediately stepped forward to greet him.
During this time, Tian Yu had felt deep care here and had developed a strong bond with Zhang Er Gou and Feng Bu Jue.
Especially with Zhang Er Gou, Tian Yu had developed a particular fondness for him.
Although in Tian Yu’s eyes, Zhang Er Gou’s cultivation was low and his talent was lacking—someone he wouldn’t have even glanced at in the past—after spending so much time together, he found that Zhang Er Gou’s care for him reminded him of the care his elder brother had shown him when he was still a mortal.
“Hmm, your cultivation has reached the Early Innate Stage. It shouldn’t be long before you return to your peak,” Lin Fan said, gazing at Tian Yu.
During this time, Lin Fan had restored most of Tian Yu’s foundation, and with that solid base, his cultivation naturally progressed rapidly.
In Lin Fan’s eyes, a genius was a genius.
He had a system, which had its advantages and disadvantages.
With enough experience, he could level up as much as he wanted, regardless of his state of mind. However, those without a system could only level up by overcoming obstacles.
In comparison, both had their merits.
Of course, the system’s drawbacks were only related to leveling up. In other aspects, he was miles ahead, with no comparison at all.
“Everything is thanks to Uncle Master giving me a new life. I will remember it forever,” Tian Yu said respectfully.
The longer he stayed by Lin Fan’s side, the more Tian Yu felt the mystery surrounding his uncle master.
What Tian Yu didn’t know was that the god-like figure he admired was actually deeply troubled. In order to leave an indelible impression on Tian Yu, Lin Fan had to act profound every time, leaving no room to be his true self.
However, in Lin Fan’s eyes, it was all worth it. According to Zhang Er Gou’s occasional reports, Tian Yu’s heart was gradually changing. If he persisted, it might not be impossible to lure him away from the sect.
“Sect Master, we’re back.” At this moment, Zhang Er Gou and Feng Bu Jue returned from afar.
The two had gone to gather information in the sect as per the sect master’s orders.
Lin Fan had been considering leaving the sect for a few days now, so he had sent them to scout the situation.
“Did you find anything?” Lin Fan asked.
“Yes, we just heard from the inner sect that the sect will send inner disciples to the Misty Snow Peak tomorrow,” Zhang Er Gou said.
Lin Fan then looked at Tian Yu, who, as an inner disciple, should know about that place.
Feeling Lin Fan’s gaze, Tian Yu said, “Uncle Master, the Misty Snow Peak is located in Yongtian City. It’s a place where snow and wind never cease throughout the year, and it’s a gathering place for fierce beasts. Yongtian City is under the jurisdiction of various sects, which guard it to prevent beast invasions.”
Lin Fan nodded upon hearing this. “Did you find out why they’re going to the Misty Snow Peak this time?”
“Yes, but it’s unclear if it’s true. It seems a minor celestial beast has appeared there, though the specifics are unknown,” Zhang Er Gou said.
“Uncle Master, the sect is likely sending people to kill that beast. Minor celestial beasts are treasure troves, but they’re also extremely dangerous. Other sects will probably take action as well,” Tian Yu added, having participated in such missions before and understanding the situation.
“I see. You all go and rest now,” Lin Fan waved his hand and then headed down the mountain.
He was going to the sect master to discuss joining this expedition.
Slaughtering beasts was something Lin Fan loved—lots of experience and easy treasures. Staying in the sect, he had no idea when he’d level up.
“What is the sect master planning to do?” Zhang Er Gou scratched his head, somewhat confused.
“Uncle Master probably wants to go too,” Tian Yu said, watching Lin Fan’s departing figure.
…
Descending from Nameless Peak, Lin Fan nodded frequently to the outer disciples along the way. For the current outer disciples, their only dream was to become disciples of Nameless Peak.
But seeing that Uncle Master Lin had no intention of recruiting disciples, the outer disciples were helpless and anxious.
When Nameless Peak was just starting out, no one could have predicted it would have such potential.
Now, getting in was difficult.
At the Holy Sect’s main hall, Lin Fan passed through unimpeded. This time, he was determined to follow the sect down the mountain.
“Lin Fan requests an audience with the sect master.”
“Enter.”
…
Upon entering the hall, Lin Fan saw several elder elders present and immediately put on a bright smile. “Greetings, senior brothers.”
“So it’s junior brother…”
The term “junior brother” made the elder elders uncomfortable. They were all old men, and calling a young lad like Lin Fan “junior brother” felt strange.
But it wasn’t wrong. Lin Fan was now the master of Nameless Peak and had established his own sect. In terms of status, he was their equal.
In terms of seniority, since he had joined the sect later, it was only natural to call him “junior brother.”
Sect Master Yan looked at Lin Fan with a slight smile. “What brings you here?”
“Sect Master, I heard that some inner disciples have been selected to go to the Misty Snow Peak. I’d like to join them,” Lin Fan said.
“No.” As soon as Lin Fan finished speaking, the other elder elders immediately vetoed the idea.
Lin Fan, with his ability to refine pills in an instant, was now a treasure of the sect. How could they let him venture into such a dangerous place?
Moreover, while other sects had no enmity with the Holy Sect, there was no guarantee they wouldn’t try to eliminate Lin Fan if they discovered his unique ability, to prevent future threats.
“Lin Fan requests an audience with the sect leader.”
“Enter.”
…
Upon entering the grand hall, he found several senior elders already present. Lin Fan immediately flashed a bright smile, “Greetings, senior brothers.”
“Ah, it’s you, junior brother…”
Being called “junior brother” made the senior elders feel quite uncomfortable. They were all old men, yet here they were being addressed as juniors to this youngling—it felt strange.
But technically, it wasn’t incorrect. Lin Fan was now the peak master of Nameless Peak and had established his own sect. In terms of status, he was equal to them.
As for seniority, since he had joined later, calling him “junior brother” was only natural.
Sect Leader Yan looked at Lin Fan with a slight smile, “What brings you here?”
“Master, I heard that some inner sect disciples are being selected to go to the Mysterious Snow Peak. I’d like to join them,” Lin Fan said.
“No,” the other senior elders immediately rejected him as soon as Lin Fan finished speaking.
Now that Lin Fan possessed the ability to create pills with a single thought, he had become a treasure of the sect. How could they allow him to risk his life in such a dangerous place?
One month later.
Lin Fan sat cross-legged in meditation. The “Wave Force” had now reached the twelfth level, while “Formless Demon” and “Sword Intent” had both achieved the third level of perfection. Techniques like “Reversing Heaven and Earth,” “Black Tiger Steals the Heart,” and “Flower-Touching Finger” remained stagnant, showing no progress. Particularly, the “Dragon Emperor’s Dominance” enhancement technique hadn’t shown the slightest improvement. His own cultivation hadn’t advanced much either. Despite consuming a vast amount of pills, the experience gained was minimal, and it was unclear when he would reach the next breakthrough.
Although he refined a considerable number of pills daily, most were low-grade, providing only a negligible increase in experience. “This won’t do. I must venture out and stir up some waves,” Lin Fan thought. The comfort of his current life had become too stifling, leaving him feeling listless and unmotivated. His ambitions were grand, yet the ease of life within the sect was eroding his once-fervent spirit.
“Waves… waves,” he mused. His life had always been about creating his own waves, not relying on external forces. If he stopped now, would he still be himself?
Early Innate Stage (60 million/100 million experience points). The sheer amount of experience required left Lin Fan speechless. However, if he could break through to the next stage, the experience needed would decrease. As the sect master of the Holy Sect, he couldn’t resort to harming his disciples for experience—such actions would be scandalous and bring shame upon him. Moreover, the world was vast, and it was time for him to explore it.
At that moment, Lin Fan stood up, pushed open the door, and gazed into the void, making a firm decision. He had to leave the sect and venture outside to elevate his cultivation.
“Uncle Master,” Tian Yu emerged from his room and greeted Lin Fan respectfully. During this time, Tian Yu had felt immense care from Lin Fan and had developed a deep bond with Zhang Er Gou and Feng Bu Jue, especially Zhang Er Gou. Although Tian Yu once viewed Zhang Er Gou as a lowly disciple with poor talent, their prolonged interaction had made him recall the care he received from his elder brother during his mortal days.
“Your cultivation has reached the Early Innate Stage. It won’t be long before you return to your peak,” Lin Fan said, observing Tian Yu. Over this period, Lin Fan had restored most of Tian Yu’s foundation, and with a solid base, his cultivation had progressed rapidly. In Lin Fan’s eyes, a genius was a genius.
While Lin Fan had the advantage of a system, it also had its drawbacks. With enough experience, he could level up without regard for his mental state. In contrast, others without a system could only advance by overcoming personal barriers. Each had its pros and cons. However, in other aspects, the system far surpassed anything else, leaving no room for comparison.
“Everything is thanks to Uncle Master, who has given me a new life. I will remember this forever,” Tian Yu said respectfully. The longer he stayed by Lin Fan’s side, the more mysterious his uncle master seemed. Unbeknownst to Tian Yu, Lin Fan was deeply troubled, as he had to maintain a profound and enigmatic demeanor to leave an indelible impression on Tian Yu, leaving little room for his true self.
But to Lin Fan, it was worth it. According to Zhang Er Gou’s occasional reports, Tian Yu’s heart was gradually changing. Perhaps with persistence, it might be possible to sway him from the sect.
“Sect Master, we’re back,” Zhang Er Gou and Feng Bu Jue returned from afar. Following Lin Fan’s orders, they had gone to gather information within the sect. Lin Fan had been contemplating leaving the sect for days and had sent them to scout the situation.
“Any news?” Lin Fan asked.
“Yes. We just heard from the inner sect that they will be sending disciples to the Misty Snow Peak tomorrow,” Zhang Er Gou reported.
Lin Fan turned to Tian Yu, who, as an inner sect disciple, should know about the place. Sensing Lin Fan’s gaze, Tian Yu explained, “Uncle Master, the Misty Snow Peak is located in Yongtian City. It’s a place of perpetual snow and a gathering ground for fierce beasts. Yongtian City is guarded by various sects to prevent the beasts from invading.”
Lin Fan nodded. “Did you find out why they’re going to the Misty Snow Peak?”
“Yes, but it’s unclear if it’s true. It seems a minor celestial beast has appeared there, though the specifics are unknown,” Zhang Er Gou said.
“Uncle Master, the sect is likely sending people to kill that beast. Minor celestial beasts are valuable but extremely dangerous. Other sects will probably take action as well,” Tian Yu added, having participated in such missions before.
“I see. You all go and rest now,” Lin Fan waved his hand and headed down the mountain. He intended to speak with the sect master and join this expedition. Slaying beasts was something Lin Fan enjoyed—it provided ample experience and treasures. Staying in the sect would only delay his progress.
“What is the sect master planning?” Zhang Er Gou scratched his head, puzzled.
“Uncle Master probably wants to go too,” Tian Yu said, watching Lin Fan’s departing figure.
…
Descending from Nameless Peak, Lin Fan nodded to the outer sect disciples along the way. For these disciples, their ultimate dream was to become disciples of Nameless Peak. However, seeing that Lin Fan had no intention of recruiting, they could only wait anxiously. They regretted not joining when Nameless Peak was just starting out—now it was too late.
In the Holy Sect’s main hall, Lin Fan entered without hindrance, determined to join the expedition.
“Lin Fan requests an audience with the sect master.”
“Enter.”
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Inside the hall, several elder elders were present. Lin Fan greeted them with a bright smile, “Greetings, senior brothers.”
“Ah, junior brother…” The elder elders felt uncomfortable addressing someone so young as their junior brother, but it was appropriate. As the master of Nameless Peak and the founder of his own sect, Lin Fan held a status equal to theirs, and his late entry into the sect made him their junior.
Sect Master Yan looked at Lin Fan with a smile. “What brings you here?”
“Sect Master, I heard that inner sect disciples are being sent to the Misty Snow Peak. I wish to join them,” Lin Fan said.
“No,” the elder elders immediately objected. Lin Fan, with his ability to refine pills instantly, was a treasure of the sect. They couldn’t risk him in such a dangerous place. Moreover, while other sects had no direct conflict with the Holy Sect, they might eliminate Lin Fan to prevent the Holy Sect from gaining an advantage.
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