“Ding, congratulations on the upgrade of ‘Titanium Demon Body’.”
Upon hearing this notification, Lin Fan broke into a joyful smile. His efforts had paid off; hard work always yields rewards.
“Hey, fellow disciples, stop! He seems to be in trouble,” exclaimed an outer sect disciple, interrupting Lin Fan’s moment of joy.
“What?”
“We acted impulsively. We’re all from the same sect; how could we do such a thing?”
“Quick, take him for treatment. We can’t let anything serious happen.”
Han Lu, who had been standing not far away, watched the scene unfold with a smile. If this guy really died, it would be his own fault.
At that moment, Lin Fan shouted mockingly, “You bunch of trash, thinking you can kill me? You’re just flattering yourselves. I look down on you, and I mean it!”
Han Lu’s smile suddenly faded, replaced by a look of shock and disbelief.
This was impossible. How could he be unharmed?
“Damn it, you’re still talking tough,” said the outer sect disciple who had attacked him. Seeing Lin Fan unrepentant and mocking them, he got angry and attacked again.
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +2000.”
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +3000.”
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +1000.”
Lin Fan reveled in the rapid increase of experience. The harder these experience babies hit him, the happier he became. However, he felt a bit regretful that many outer sect disciples stood silently by, not stepping forward to contribute to his experience. This was a significant disappointment for him.
“You despicable guy, apologize to us now!” Wang Tianfeng shouted angrily.
“Me, bowing to you bullies who pick on women? That’s a pipe dream,” Lin Fan retorted cheerfully.
“We didn’t bully anyone. Why are you insulting us?” the outer sect disciples who were teaching Lin Fan a lesson said angrily.
They were caught in the crossfire, merely standing by and watching, yet they were being insulted.
“What if I insult you? I just did. Hit me!” Lin Fan taunted with a punchable expression.
“Brothers, why waste words with him? Today, we’ll teach him the consequences of talking nonsense,” Wang Tianfeng said furiously.
Since following Senior Brother Yi, no one had dared to speak to him like this. Lin Fan was the first.
…
Lin Fan, to give them a sense of accomplishment, shouted in various ways, making a scene.
Whenever these experience babies were about to stop, Lin Fan would mock them again.
“Bang… Bang.”
The cafeteria was in chaos, with many outer sect disciples gathering around, puzzled.
They watched from beginning to end, admiring the fellow disciple who, despite being beaten and screaming in pain, refused to give in.
With such a temper, how could he not suffer? Since he couldn’t beat so many, why not just admit defeat? He could seek revenge later when his cultivation improved.
He lacked the spirit of enduring humiliation.
“Do you submit?” Wang Tianfeng, now tired, asked. With his sixth-level cultivation, his internal energy should have been abundant, but he was exhausted.
Initially, Wang Tianfeng hadn’t dared to use his full strength against Lin Fan, but later, seeing that Lin Fan only screamed without passing out, he was driven to use all his strength.
“Submit to your sister! I, Lin Fan, submit to neither heaven nor earth. You trash can’t make me submit even if you kill me,” Lin Fan retorted.
“You…” Wang Tianfeng, panting, pointed at Lin Fan, at a loss for words.
Was this guy made of iron?
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +800.”
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +600.”
Lin Fan was startled. Why was the experience gain so low? He glanced around and noticed that the outer sect disciples beating him were all red-faced, seemingly exhausted.
Damn it…
Lin Fan was helpless. Were these guys all quick-shooters? They couldn’t even last this long.
No, he had to shout more provocatively to unleash their hidden potential. If the experience gain was this slow, it would take forever to level up.
“Ouch, it hurts so much. I can’t take it anymore.”
“You bunch of trash, I’ll never bow to you.”
“Bullies who pick on women…”
…
Fan Yuxin, watching the person surrounded by the crowd who stood up for her, had a gentle look in her eyes, but a flash of killing intent passed through. Just as she was about to speak, her gaze shifted outside.
“Stop!” Ni Mingyang, upon hearing Junior Brother Yin’s report, was stunned and hurried over.
This Junior Brother Lin was truly fearless, daring to provoke anyone.
Within the sect, although it seemed peaceful, the competition was fierce. A slight misstep could lead to disaster.
Ni Mingyang, at the eighth level of cultivation, pushed aside the people surrounding Lin Fan with a force that seemed infinite.
“Wang Tianfeng, what are you doing?” Ni Mingyang glared at Wang Tianfeng.
Yin Mochen quickly helped Lin Fan up from the ground and anxiously checked on him. Junior Brother Lin must hold on.
At that moment, Lin Fan was dumbfounded.
What the hell was going on? The beating was going so well, and now it’s all over.
“Junior Brother Lin, it’s okay. Senior Brother Ni is here,” Yin Mochen said softly, thinking Lin Fan was scared silly by the crowd.
Lin Fan stared blankly at Yin Mochen. If looks could kill, Yin Mochen would have died a thousand times over.
This was a disaster…
After all that taunting, only half the effect was achieved.
Yin Mochen, seeing the pool of blood where Lin Fan lay, roared at the surrounding outer sect disciples, “As fellow disciples, how could you be so ruthless? Do you have no brotherly love?”
“This…” The senior brothers who had beaten Lin Fan looked at the blood on the ground and realized their mistake, lowering their heads in guilt.
…
“Senior Brother Ni, I think you should discipline this junior brother. Words can’t be spoken carelessly,” Wang Tianfeng said to Ni Mingyang.
Although his cultivation was lower than Ni Mingyang’s, Wang Tianfeng showed no fear. A waste who had been cultivating for over a decade and was still at the eighth level was nothing in his eyes.
“Hmph, Wang Tianfeng, I will report this truthfully to Senior Brother Meng. Let’s see if Senior Brother Yi’s disciples are the kind who snatch food from fellow disciples in the cafeteria,” Ni Mingyang said.
…
Lin Fan, seeing the situation, sighed inwardly. Today was his fault; he had chosen the wrong location. Next time, he must learn from this lesson and not be as careless in selecting a place, or all his earlier taunts would be in vain.
“Senior Brother, I feel unwell. I want to go back and rest,” Lin Fan said, his heart aching, feeling deeply upset.
“Junior Brother, hold on. I’ll take you back now,” Yin Mochen said urgently.
…
Ni Mingyang, looking at Wang Tianfeng, knew this matter couldn’t be resolved and snorted coldly, helping Junior Brother Lin leave.
Fan Yuxin stood in the crowd and then silently left.
Upon hearing this notification, Lin Fan’s face lit up with joy. His efforts had finally paid off. As long as one perseveres, there will always be rewards.
“Huh, fellow apprentices, stop! He seems to be on the verge of collapse!” Just as Lin Fan was immersed in happiness, an outer disciple nearby cried out in alarm.
“What?”
“We’ve gone too far. We’re all fellow disciples, how could we do this?”
“Quickly take him for treatment. We can’t let anything serious happen!”
Han Lu, standing not far away, watched everything unfold with a smirk on his face. If this guy really died, it would serve him right.
At that moment, Lin Fan hastily shouted mockingly, “You bunch of weaklings, thinking you can kill me? You’re overestimating yourselves. I look down on you, yes, I do look down on you…”
Han Lu’s previously smiling face abruptly changed, displaying shock and disbelief.
How could he still be fine? It was simply impossible.
“Damn it, you dare to mock us again!” The outer disciples who had attacked him grew furious upon seeing that he still refused to repent and continued to insult them, prompting them to strike again.
“Ding, congratulations on the upgrade of ‘Titanium Demon Body’.”
Upon hearing this notification, Lin Fan couldn’t help but smile with joy. His hard work had finally paid off.
“Hey, brothers, stop! He seems to be in bad shape,” a fellow outer disciple exclaimed just as Lin Fan was basking in his happiness.
“What?”
“We got carried away. We’re all from the same sect; how could we do such a thing?”
“Quick, take him to heal. We can’t let anything serious happen.”
Han Lu, who had been standing not far away, watched everything unfold with a smirk. If this guy really died, it would be his own fault.
At this moment, Lin Fan suddenly shouted mockingly, “You bunch of losers, thinking you can kill me? You’re just flattering yourselves. I look down on you, and I mean it!”
Han Lu’s smile suddenly froze, replaced by a look of shock and disbelief.
This was impossible. How could he be fine?
“Damn it, you’re still talking tough,” the outer disciple who had attacked him, seeing that Lin Fan was still unrepentant and mocking them, got angry and started attacking again.
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +2000.”
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +3000.”
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +1000.”
Lin Fan was enjoying the rapid increase in experience. The harder these experience babies hit him, the happier he was. However, he felt a bit regretful that many outer disciples were standing silently, not stepping forward to give him more experience. This was a big regret for Lin Fan.
“You bastard, apologize to us now!” Wang Tianfeng roared.
“Me, bowing to you bullies who pick on women? That’s a pipe dream,” Lin Fan shouted cheerfully.
“We didn’t bully anyone. Why are you insulting us?” the outer disciples who were teaching Lin Fan a lesson angrily retorted.
They were caught in the crossfire, just standing by and watching the commotion, and now they were being insulted.
“So what if I insult you? I’m insulting you. Hit me!” Lin Fan taunted with a punchable face.
“Brothers, why waste words with him? Today, we’ll teach him the consequences of talking nonsense,” Wang Tianfeng said furiously.
Since following Senior Brother Yi, no one had dared to speak to him like this. This guy was the first.
…
Lin Fan, to give them a sense of achievement, shouted in various ways, making a huge scene.
Whenever these experience babies were about to stop, Lin Fan would mock them again.
“Bang… Bang.”
At this moment, the cafeteria was in chaos, with many outer disciples gathering around, confused.
They watched from start to finish, and for this fellow disciple who was being beaten but still refused to give in, they couldn’t help but admire him.
With such a temper, wouldn’t he suffer? Since he couldn’t beat so many people, why not just admit defeat? He could take revenge later when his cultivation improved.
He lacked the spirit of enduring humiliation.
“Do you submit…” Wang Tianfeng was now a bit tired. With his sixth-stage cultivation, his internal energy should be abundant, so he shouldn’t be this tired.
At first, Wang Tianfeng didn’t dare to use his full strength to beat Lin Fan, but later he found that this guy only knew how to shout and didn’t pass out, which pushed Wang Tianfeng to his limit.
So, Wang Tianfeng used all his strength.
“Submit your sister! I, Lin Fan, submit to neither heaven nor earth. You loser, even if you kill me, I won’t submit,” Lin Fan retorted.
“You…” Wang Tianfeng, panting, pointed at Lin Fan, not knowing what to say.
Is this guy made of iron?
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +800.”
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +600.”
At this moment, Lin Fan was shocked. What’s going on? Why is the experience increasing so slowly? Then he glanced slightly and suddenly noticed that these outer disciples who were beating him were all red-faced, looking very tired.
Damn it…
Lin Fan was now helpless. Are these guys all quick shooters? We’re not even halfway there, and they’re already exhausted.
No, I must shout even more provocatively to stimulate their potential strength. If the experience increases this slowly, it will take forever to level up.
“Ouch, it hurts so much. I’m about to die.”
“You bunch of losers, I won’t bow to you.”
“Bullies who pick on women…”
…
Fan Yuxin, watching the person surrounded by the crowd who stood up for her, had a flash of killing intent in her gentle eyes. Just as she was about to speak, she glanced outside.
“Stop!” Ni Mingyang, upon hearing Junior Brother Yin’s report, was stunned and hurried over.
This Junior Brother Lin is really a newborn calf not afraid of the tiger. How dare he provoke anyone?
Within the sect, although it seems peaceful, the competition is extremely fierce. A slight misstep could lead to disaster.
Ni Mingyang, at the eighth stage of the Houtian realm, with a hand that seemed to contain infinite power, pushed aside the people surrounding Lin Fan.
“Wang Tianfeng, what are you doing?” Ni Mingyang glared at Wang Tianfeng and asked.
Yin Mochen hurried forward to help the fallen Junior Brother Lin, then nervously checked on him. Junior Brother Lin must hold on.
At this moment, Lin Fan was dumbfounded.
What the hell is going on? We were fighting so well, why did everyone scatter?
“Junior Brother Lin, it’s okay now. Senior Brother Ni is here,” Yin Mochen, seeing Junior Brother Lin’s dazed expression, thought he was scared by these people and softly comforted him.
Lin Fan looked at Yin Mochen blankly. If looks could kill, Yin Mochen would have died thousands of times by now.
This is so messed up…
After all that taunting, only half the effect was achieved.
Yin Mochen, seeing the pool of blood where Junior Brother Lin lay, roared at the surrounding outer disciples, “As fellow disciples, how could you be so ruthless? Do you have no brotherly affection?”
“This…” The senior brothers who had beaten Lin Fan looked at the blood on the ground and realized what they had done, then guiltily lowered their heads.
…
“Senior Brother Ni, I think you should discipline this junior brother. Words can’t be spoken carelessly,” Wang Tianfeng said to Ni Mingyang.
Although his cultivation was not as high as Ni Mingyang’s, Wang Tianfeng was not afraid of him. A waste who had been cultivating for over a decade and was still at the eighth stage of the Houtian realm was not worth his attention.
“Humph, Wang Tianfeng, I will report this matter truthfully to Senior Brother Meng. Let’s see if Senior Brother Yi’s disciples are the kind who rob fellow disciples in the cafeteria,” Ni Mingyang said.
…
Lin Fan, seeing the current situation, sighed inwardly. Today was his fault; he chose the wrong location. Next time, he must learn from this lesson and not be as careless in choosing a place, or all the earlier taunts would be in vain.
“Senior Brother, I feel unwell. I want to go back and rest,” Lin Fan said, his heart aching and feeling very uncomfortable.
“Junior Brother, hold on. I’ll take you back now,” Yin Mochen said urgently.
…
Ni Mingyang, looking at Wang Tianfeng, knew this matter couldn’t be resolved and snorted coldly, then helped Junior Brother Lin leave.
Fan Yuxin stood in the crowd, then silently left.
“Ding, congratulations on the upgrade of ‘Titanium Demon Body’.”
Upon hearing this notification, Lin Fan broke into a joyful smile. His efforts had finally paid off; hard work always brings its rewards.
“Hey, brothers, stop! He seems to be in trouble,” exclaimed an outer sect disciple, snapping Lin Fan out of his joy.
“What?”
“We got carried away. We’re fellow disciples; how could we do such a thing?”
“Quick, take him for treatment. We can’t let anything serious happen.”
Han Lu, who had been standing not far away, watched the scene unfold with a smile. If this guy really died, it would be his own fault.
Meanwhile, Lin Fan shouted mockingly, “You bunch of trash, thinking you can kill me? You’re just flattering yourselves. I look down on you, I really do…”
Han Lu’s smile suddenly faded, replaced by a look of shock and disbelief.
This couldn’t be happening. It was impossible.
“You bastard, still talking tough,” said the outer sect disciple who had attacked him, angered by Lin Fan’s refusal to repent and his continued mockery, and he struck again.
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +2000.”
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +3000.”
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +1000.”
Lin Fan reveled in the rapid increase of his experience. The harder these “experience babies” hit him, the happier he became. However, he felt a pang of regret seeing many outer sect disciples standing silently, not stepping forward to contribute to his experience gain.
“You bastard, apologize to us now!” Wang Tianfeng roared.
“Me, bow to you bullies of women? Dream on!” Lin Fan shouted gleefully.
“We didn’t bully anyone. Why are you insulting us?” the outer sect disciples who were teaching Lin Fan a lesson said angrily.
They were caught in the crossfire, merely bystanders, yet they were being insulted.
“I’ll insult you all I want. Hit me if you dare!” Lin Fan taunted.
“Brothers, why waste words? Let’s teach him the consequences of talking nonsense today,” Wang Tianfeng said, exasperated.
Since following Brother Yi, no one had dared to speak to him like this. Lin Fan was the first.
…
Lin Fan, to give them a sense of achievement, shouted in various ways, making a huge scene.
Whenever these “experience babies” were about to stop, Lin Fan would mock them again.
“Bang… Bang.”
The cafeteria was in chaos, with many outer sect disciples gathering around, puzzled.
They watched from start to finish, admiring the fellow disciple who, despite being beaten and screaming in pain, refused to give in.
Such a temper would surely lead to trouble. If he couldn’t beat so many, why not just surrender? He could seek revenge later when his cultivation improved.
He lacked the spirit of enduring humiliation.
“Do you yield…” Wang Tianfeng, now tired, despite his sixth-stage cultivation and strong internal energy, shouldn’t have been this exhausted.
Initially, Wang Tianfeng hadn’t dared to use his full strength against Lin Fan, but later, seeing that Lin Fan only shouted without passing out, he was driven to use all his strength.
“Yield your sister. I, Lin Fan, yield to neither heaven nor earth. You trash can kill me, but I won’t yield,” Lin Fan retorted.
“You…” Wang Tianfeng, panting, pointed at Lin Fan, at a loss for words.
Was this guy made of iron?
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +800.”
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +600.”
Lin Fan was shocked. Why was the experience gain so low? He glanced around and noticed that the outer sect disciples beating him were all red-faced, seemingly exhausted.
Damn…
Lin Fan was helpless. Were these guys all quick to tire? They couldn’t even last this long.
No, he had to shout more provocatively to unleash their hidden potential. If the experience gain was this slow, it would take forever to level up.
“Ouch, it hurts so much, I can’t take it anymore.”
“You trash, I’ll never bow to you.”
“Bullies of women…”
…
Fan Yuxin, watching the person who stood up for her being surrounded by the crowd, had a glint of murderous intent in her gentle eyes. Just as she was about to speak, she glanced outside.
“Stop!” Ni Mingyang, upon hearing the report from Junior Brother Yin, was stunned and hurried over.
This Junior Brother Lin was truly fearless, daring to provoke anyone.
Within the sect, although it seemed peaceful, the competition was fierce. A single misstep could lead to disaster.
Ni Mingyang, at the eighth stage of cultivation, with a hand that seemed to contain infinite power, pushed aside the people surrounding Lin Fan.
“Wang Tianfeng, what are you doing?” Ni Mingyang glared at Wang Tianfeng.
Yin Mochen quickly helped the fallen Junior Brother Lin up, nervously checking on him. Junior Brother Lin must hold on.
At this moment, Lin Fan was dumbfounded.
What the hell was going on? The fight was going so well, why did it stop?
“Junior Brother Lin, it’s okay now. Senior Brother Ni is here,” Yin Mochen said softly, thinking Lin Fan was scared silly by the crowd.
Lin Fan stared blankly at Yin Mochen. If looks could kill, Yin Mochen would have died a thousand times over.
This was a disaster…
After all that taunting, only half the effect was achieved.
Yin Mochen, seeing the pool of blood where Junior Brother Lin lay, roared at the surrounding outer sect disciples, “As fellow disciples, how could you be so ruthless? Is there no brotherhood among us?”
“This…” The senior brothers who had beaten Lin Fan looked at the blood on the ground and realized their mistake, lowering their heads in guilt.
…
“Senior Brother Ni, I think you should discipline this junior brother. Words shouldn’t be spoken carelessly,” Wang Tianfeng said to Ni Mingyang.
Although his cultivation was not as high as Ni Mingyang’s, Wang Tianfeng was not afraid of him. A waste who had been cultivating for over a decade and was still at the eighth stage was not worth his attention.
“Hmph, Wang Tianfeng, I will report this truthfully to Senior Brother Meng. Let’s see if the people taught by Senior Brother Yi are all about snatching food from fellow disciples in the cafeteria,” Ni Mingyang said.
…
Lin Fan, seeing the situation, sighed inwardly. Today was his fault for choosing the wrong location. Next time, he must learn from this mistake and not be as careless in selecting a place, or all the earlier taunts would be in vain.
“Senior Brother, I feel unwell. I want to go back and rest,” Lin Fan said, his heart aching.
“Junior Brother, hold on. I’ll take you back now,” Yin Mochen said urgently.
…
Ni Mingyang, looking at Wang Tianfeng, knew this matter couldn’t be resolved and snorted coldly, helping Junior Brother Lin leave.
Fan Yuxin stood in the crowd, then silently left.
“Ding, congratulations on the upgrade of ‘Titanium Demon Body’.”
Upon hearing this notification, Lin Fan couldn’t help but break into a joyful smile. His efforts had finally paid off; hard work always brings rewards.
“Hey, fellow disciples, stop! He seems to be in trouble,” exclaimed an outer disciple, snapping Lin Fan out of his elation.
“What?”
“We got carried away. We’re all from the same sect; how could we do such a thing?”
“Quick, take him to heal. We can’t let anything serious happen.”
Han Lu, who had been standing not far away, watched the scene unfold with a smirk. If this guy really died, it would be his own fault.
At that moment, Lin Fan suddenly shouted mockingly, “You bunch of losers, thinking you can kill me? You’re just flattering yourselves. I look down on you, and I mean it!”
Han Lu’s smile vanished, replaced by a look of shock and disbelief.
This was impossible. How could he be fine?
“You despicable guy, still talking tough,” said one of the outer disciples who had attacked him, infuriated by Lin Fan’s taunts and ready to strike again.
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +2000.”
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +3000.”
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +1000.”
Lin Fan reveled in the rapid increase of experience. The harder these “experience babies” hit him, the happier he became. However, he felt a pang of regret seeing many outer disciples standing silently, not stepping forward to contribute to his experience gain.
“You despicable guy, apologize to us now!” roared Wang Tianfeng.
“Me? Apologize to you bullies who pick on women? Dream on!” Lin Fan shouted gleefully.
“We didn’t bully anyone. Why are you insulting us?” the outer disciples who had been teaching Lin Fan a lesson retorted angrily.
They felt unjustly accused; they were merely bystanders, yet they were being insulted.
“So what if I insult you? I’m insulting you right now. Hit me!” Lin Fan taunted with a smug expression.
“Fellow disciples, why waste words on him? Today, we’ll teach him the consequences of talking nonsense,” Wang Tianfeng said, exasperated.
Since following Senior Brother Yi, no one had dared to speak to him like this. Lin Fan was the first.
…
Lin Fan, to give them a sense of accomplishment, continued to shout provocatively, his voice echoing dramatically.
Every time these “experience babies” were about to stop, Lin Fan would throw in another round of taunts.
“Bang… Bang.”
The cafeteria descended into chaos, with many outer disciples gathering around, confused.
They watched from start to finish, admiring the resilience of their fellow disciple who, despite being beaten and screaming in pain, refused to give in.
With such a temper, how could he not suffer? If he couldn’t beat so many people, why not just surrender? He could seek revenge later when his cultivation improved.
He lacked the spirit of enduring humiliation.
“Do you yield?” Wang Tianfeng asked, now somewhat exhausted. With his cultivation at the sixth level of the Houtian realm, he shouldn’t be this tired.
Initially, Wang Tianfeng hadn’t dared to use his full strength against Lin Fan, but later, seeing that Lin Fan only shouted without showing signs of defeat, he was pushed to his limits.
Thus, Wang Tianfeng eventually used all his strength.
“Yield to your sister? I, Lin Fan, yield to neither heaven nor earth. You loser, even if you kill me, I won’t yield,” Lin Fan retorted.
“You…” Wang Tianfeng gasped, pointing at Lin Fan, at a loss for words.
Was this guy made of iron?
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +800.”
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +600.”
Lin Fan was startled. Why was the experience gain so low now? He glanced around and noticed that the outer disciples beating him were all red-faced and seemed exhausted.
Damn it…
Lin Fan felt helpless. Were these guys all quick to tire? They couldn’t even keep up the pace. He needed to shout even more provocatively to unleash their hidden potential. If the experience gain slowed down like this, it would take forever to level up.
“Ouch, it hurts so much. I can’t take it anymore.”
“You bunch of losers, I’ll never yield to you.”
“Bullies who pick on women…”
…
Fan Yuxin, watching the person who had stood up for her being surrounded by the crowd, felt a flash of killing intent in her gentle eyes. Just as she was about to speak, she glanced outside.
“Stop!” Ni Mingyang, upon hearing Junior Brother Yin’s report, was stunned and hurried over.
This Junior Brother Lin was truly fearless, daring to provoke anyone.
Although the sect appeared peaceful, the internal struggles were fierce. One misstep could lead to disaster.
Ni Mingyang, at the eighth level of the Houtian realm, pushed aside the crowd surrounding Lin Fan with a hand that seemed to contain boundless strength.
“Wang Tianfeng, what are you doing?” Ni Mingyang demanded angrily.
Yin Mochen quickly helped Lin Fan up from the ground and anxiously checked his condition. Junior Brother Lin had to hold on.
At that moment, Lin Fan was dumbfounded.
What the hell was going on? The fight was going so well, and now it’s all over.
“Junior Brother Lin, it’s okay now. Senior Brother Ni is here,” Yin Mochen said softly, thinking Lin Fan was scared stiff by the crowd.
Lin Fan stared blankly at Yin Mochen. If looks could kill, Yin Mochen would have died a thousand times by now.
This was a disaster…
After all that taunting, only half the effect had been achieved.
Yin Mochen noticed the pool of blood where Lin Fan had been lying and roared at the surrounding outer disciples, “As fellow disciples, how could you be so ruthless? Do you have no brotherly compassion?”
“This…” The disciples who had beaten Lin Fan looked at the blood on the ground and realized their mistake, lowering their heads in guilt.
…
“Senior Brother Ni, I think you should discipline this junior brother. He can’t just say whatever he wants,” Wang Tianfeng said to Ni Mingyang.
Although his cultivation was lower than Ni Mingyang’s, Wang Tianfeng showed no fear. He had no respect for someone who had been stuck at the eighth level of the Houtian realm for over a decade.
“Hmph, Wang Tianfeng, I will report this incident truthfully to Senior Brother Meng. Let’s see if Senior Brother Yi’s disciples are the kind who rob fellow disciples in the cafeteria,” Ni Mingyang retorted.
…
Lin Fan sighed inwardly. Today’s failure was his own fault; he had chosen the wrong location. Next time, he must learn from this mistake and not be so careless in selecting a place, or all his earlier efforts would be in vain.
“Senior Brother, I feel unwell. I want to go back and rest,” Lin Fan said, his heart aching with regret.
“Junior Brother, hold on. I’ll take you back now,” Yin Mochen said urgently.
…
Ni Mingyang looked at Wang Tianfeng, knowing this matter couldn’t be resolved, and left with a cold snort, supporting Lin Fan as they departed.
Fan Yuxin stood silently in the crowd before quietly leaving as well.
Lin Fan was enjoying the surge of experience. The more these experience-generators hit him, the happier he became. However, Lin Fan felt a bit disappointed that many other outer disciples were just standing there silently without joining in to grant him more experience.
“Damn you, quickly apologize to us!” Wang Tianfeng roared angrily.
“Make me bow to you bullies who target helpless women? That’s a dream,” Lin Fan joyfully shouted back.
“We didn’t bully anyone! Why do you insult us like that?” The outer disciples who had punished Lin Fan angrily retorted.
They felt wrongfully attacked. After all, they were just standing by watching and suddenly found themselves being insulted.
“What if I insult you? I did insult you! Come on, hit me!” Lin Fan shouted with a face begging for a beating.
“Fellow apprentices, why bother talking to him? Today, we must teach him a lesson about the consequences of speaking recklessly!” Wang Tianfeng furiously declared.
Since following Elder Yi’s disciple, no one had dared to speak to him like this. This was the first time.
…
To give them a sense of achievement, Lin Fan shouted dramatically, making a tremendous ruckus.
Every time these experience-generators were about to stop, Lin Fan would mock them again.
“Bang… bang…”
At that moment, chaos erupted in the dining hall. Many outer disciples gathered around, unsure of what was happening.
They had witnessed everything from beginning to end and were deeply impressed by this fellow disciple who was being beaten mercilessly yet refused to give in.
With such a temper, how could he avoid getting hurt? Since he couldn’t beat so many people at once, why not just surrender and wait until his cultivation improved before taking revenge one by one?
He really lacked the spirit of enduring humiliation to achieve something greater.
“Will you submit or not…” Wang Tianfeng was now somewhat exhausted. As a late sixth-stage cultivator, his inner energy should have been sufficient to prevent such fatigue.
Initially, Wang Tianfeng hadn’t used his full strength to beat Lin Fan, but later, realizing that this guy just kept shouting without dying, he became desperate.
Therefore, he later used all his strength.
“Submit to your sister! I, Lin Fan, fear neither heaven nor earth. Even if you kill me, I still won’t submit to you, you weakling!” Lin Fan replied.
“You…” Wang Tianfeng, panting, pointed at Lin Fan, at a loss for words.
Could this guy be made of iron?
“Ding, congratulations on the upgrade of ‘Titanium Demon Body’.”
Upon hearing this notification, Lin Fan couldn’t help but smile joyfully. His hard work had finally paid off; perseverance always brings rewards.
“Hey, brothers, stop! He seems to be in trouble,” exclaimed an outer disciple, interrupting Lin Fan’s moment of joy.
“What?”
“We got carried away. We’re all fellow disciples; how could we do such a thing?”
“Quick, take him for treatment. We can’t let anything serious happen.”
Han Lu, who had been standing nearby, watched the scene unfold with a smile. If this guy really died, it would be his own fault.
Meanwhile, Lin Fan shouted mockingly, “You bunch of losers, thinking you can kill me? You’re just flattering yourselves. I look down on you, and I mean it!”
Han Lu’s smile suddenly vanished, replaced by a look of shock and disbelief.
“How is this possible? He’s still fine?”
“You damn brat, still talking tough?” The outer disciples who had attacked him, seeing his unrepentant attitude and mockery, grew furious and started hitting him again.
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +2000.”
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +3000.”
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +1000.”
Lin Fan reveled in the rapid increase of his experience. The harder these “experience babies” hit him, the happier he became. However, he felt a bit regretful that many outer disciples stood silently by, not contributing to his experience gain.
“You damn brat, apologize to us now!” Wang Tianfeng roared.
“Apologize to you bullies who pick on women? Dream on!” Lin Fan shouted cheerfully.
“We didn’t bully anyone! Why are you insulting us?” the outer disciples who were teaching Lin Fan a lesson angrily retorted.
They were caught in the crossfire, merely standing by and watching, yet they were being insulted.
“So what if I insult you? I’m insulting you, hit me!” Lin Fan taunted with a punchable face.
“Brothers, why waste words on him? Let’s teach him the consequences of talking nonsense today,” Wang Tianfeng said, exasperated.
Since following Senior Brother Yi, no one had dared to speak to him like this. Lin Fan was the first.
…
Lin Fan, to give them a sense of accomplishment, shouted in various ways, making a huge scene.
Whenever these “experience babies” were about to stop, Lin Fan would mock them again.
“Bang… Bang.”
The cafeteria was in chaos, with many outer disciples gathering around, confused.
They watched from start to finish, admiring the fellow disciple who, despite being beaten and screaming, refused to give in.
With such a temper, how could he not suffer? Since he couldn’t beat so many, why not just surrender? He could seek revenge later when his cultivation improved.
He lacked the spirit of enduring humiliation.
“Do you yield?” Wang Tianfeng, now tired, asked. With his sixth-stage cultivation, his internal energy was strong, so he shouldn’t be this tired.
Initially, Wang Tianfeng hadn’t used his full strength against Lin Fan, but later, seeing that Lin Fan only screamed without passing out, he was forced to use all his strength.
“Yield to your sister! I, Lin Fan, yield to neither heaven nor earth. You scum can beat me to death, and I still won’t yield,” Lin Fan retorted.
“You…” Wang Tianfeng, panting, pointed at Lin Fan, not knowing what to say.
Is this guy made of iron?
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +800.”
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +600.”
Lin Fan was shocked. Why was the experience gain so low? He glanced around and noticed that the outer disciples beating him were all red-faced and seemed exhausted.
Damn it…
Lin Fan was helpless. Were these guys all quick to tire? They couldn’t even last this long.
No, I must shout even more provocatively to unleash their hidden potential. If the experience gain is this slow, it’ll take forever to level up.
“Ouch, it hurts so much, I can’t take it anymore.”
“You bunch of losers, I’ll never yield to you.”
“Bullies who pick on women…”
…
Fan Yuxin, watching the person surrounded by the crowd who stood up for her, had a glint of murderous intent in her gentle eyes. Just as she was about to speak, she glanced outside.
“Stop!” Ni Mingyang, upon hearing Junior Brother Yin’s report, was stunned and hurried over.
This Junior Brother Lin is truly fearless, daring to provoke anyone.
Although the sect appears peaceful, the internal strife is intense. A single misstep could lead to disaster.
Ni Mingyang, at the eighth stage of cultivation, pushed aside the people surrounding Lin Fan with a hand that seemed to contain infinite power.
“Wang Tianfeng, what are you doing?” Ni Mingyang glared at Wang Tianfeng.
Yin Mochen quickly helped Lin Fan up from the ground and nervously checked on him. Junior Brother Lin must hold on.
At this moment, Lin Fan was dumbfounded.
What the hell is going on? The beating was going so well, why did everyone scatter?
“Junior Brother Lin, it’s okay now. Senior Brother Ni is here,” Yin Mochen said softly, thinking Lin Fan was scared silly by the crowd.
Lin Fan stared blankly at Yin Mochen. If looks could kill, Yin Mochen would have died a thousand times over.
This is so frustrating…
After all that taunting, only half the effect was achieved.
Yin Mochen, seeing the pool of blood where Lin Fan lay, roared at the surrounding outer disciples, “As fellow disciples, how could you be so ruthless? Do you have no brotherly affection?”
“This…” The senior brothers who had beaten Lin Fan looked at the blood on the ground and realized their mistake, lowering their heads in guilt.
…
“Senior Brother Ni, I think you should discipline this junior brother. He can’t just talk nonsense,” Wang Tianfeng said to Ni Mingyang.
Although his cultivation was lower than Ni Mingyang’s, Wang Tianfeng wasn’t afraid of him. A waste who had been cultivating for over a decade and was still at the eighth stage wasn’t worth his attention.
“Hmph, Wang Tianfeng, I will report this truthfully to Senior Brother Meng. Let’s see if Senior Brother Yi’s disciples are all about snatching food from fellow disciples in the cafeteria,” Ni Mingyang said.
…
Lin Fan, seeing the situation, sighed inwardly. Today was his fault for choosing the wrong location. Next time, he must learn from this lesson and not be so careless in selecting a place, or all the earlier taunts would be in vain.
“Senior Brother, I feel unwell. I want to go back and rest,” Lin Fan said, his heart aching and feeling terrible.
“Junior Brother, hold on. I’ll take you back now,” Yin Mochen said urgently.
…
Ni Mingyang, looking at Wang Tianfeng, knew this matter couldn’t be resolved and snorted coldly, helping Lin Fan leave.
Fan Yuxin stood in the crowd and then silently left.
“Ding, congratulations on the upgrade of ‘Titanium Demon Body’.”
Hearing this notification, Lin Fan couldn’t help but smile with joy. His hard work had finally paid off.
“Hey, fellow disciples, stop! He seems to be in bad shape,” a junior disciple exclaimed suddenly, interrupting Lin Fan’s moment of happiness.
“What?”
“We acted impulsively. We’re all from the same sect; how could we do such a thing?”
“Quick, take him for treatment. We can’t let anything serious happen.”
Han Lu stood not far away, watching everything unfold with a smirk. If this guy really died, it would serve him right.
At that moment, Lin Fan shouted mockingly, “You bunch of trash, thinking you can kill me? You’re just flattering yourselves. I look down on you, and I mean it!”
Han Lu’s smile suddenly faded, replaced by a look of shock and disbelief.
“How is this possible? He’s still fine?”
“You stubborn fool, still talking tough?” The junior disciples who had attacked him, seeing that he remained unrepentant and continued to mock them, grew furious and attacked again.
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +2000.”
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +3000.”
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +1000.”
Lin Fan reveled in the rapid increase of experience. The harder these “experience babies” hit him, the happier he became. However, he felt a pang of regret seeing many junior disciples standing silently, not stepping forward to contribute to his experience. This was a significant disappointment for him.
“You despicable guy, apologize to us now!” Wang Tianfeng roared.
“Me, bowing to you bullies who pick on women? Dream on!” Lin Fan shouted gleefully.
“We didn’t bully anyone! Why are you insulting us?” the junior disciples who were teaching Lin Fan a lesson angrily retorted.
They felt unfairly targeted; they were just bystanders watching the commotion, yet they were being insulted.
“So what if I insult you? I’m insulting you now. Hit me!” Lin Fan taunted with a smug expression.
“Brothers, why waste words? Let’s teach him the consequences of talking nonsense today,” Wang Tianfeng said, exasperated.
Since following Senior Brother Yi, no one had dared to speak to him like this. Lin Fan was the first.
…
Lin Fan, wanting to give them a sense of accomplishment, shouted in various ways, making a scene that was truly earth-shaking.
Whenever these “experience babies” were about to stop, Lin Fan would taunt them again.
“Bang… Bang.”
The cafeteria was in chaos, with many junior disciples gathering around, confused.
They watched from start to finish, feeling a sense of admiration for this fellow disciple who, despite being beaten and screaming in pain, refused to give in.
With such a temper, how could he not suffer? Since he couldn’t defeat so many people, why not just admit defeat? He could seek revenge later when his cultivation improved.
He lacked the spirit of enduring humiliation.
“Do you submit?” Wang Tianfeng asked, now feeling tired. With his sixth-level cultivation, his internal energy should have been abundant, yet he was exhausted.
Initially, Wang Tianfeng hadn’t dared to use his full strength against Lin Fan, but later, seeing that Lin Fan only screamed without passing out, he was pushed to his limit.
Thus, Wang Tianfeng used all his strength.
“Submit to your sister! I, Lin Fan, submit to neither heaven nor earth. You trash can beat me to death, and I still won’t submit,” Lin Fan retorted.
“You…” Wang Tianfeng gasped, pointing at Lin Fan, unsure of what to say.
Is this guy made of iron?
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +800.”
“Ding, ‘Titanium Demon Body’ experience +600.”
Lin Fan was startled. Why was the experience gain so low now? He glanced around and noticed that the junior disciples beating him were all red-faced and seemed exhausted.
Damn it…
Lin Fan felt helpless. Were these guys all quick to tire? They couldn’t even last this long?
No, I must shout even more provocatively to unleash their hidden potential. If the experience gain is this slow, it’ll take forever to level up.
“Ouch, it hurts so much. I can’t take it anymore.”
“You bunch of trash, I’ll never bow to you.”
“Bullies who pick on women…”
…
Fan Yuxin watched the person surrounded by the crowd, standing up for her, a glimmer of murderous intent flashing in her gentle eyes. Just as she was about to speak, her gaze shifted outside.
“Stop!” Ni Mingyang, upon hearing Junior Brother Yin’s report, was stunned and hurried over.
This Junior Brother Lin is truly fearless, daring to provoke anyone.
Within the sect, although it appears peaceful, the internal strife is intense. A single misstep could lead to disaster.
Ni Mingyang, with his eighth-level cultivation, exuded an aura of immense power as he pushed aside the crowd surrounding Lin Fan.
“Wang Tianfeng, what are you doing?” Ni Mingyang glared at Wang Tianfeng.
Yin Mochen quickly stepped forward to help Lin Fan up, then nervously checked on him. Junior Brother Lin must hold on.
At that moment, Lin Fan was dumbfounded.
What the hell is going on? The beating was going so well, why did everyone scatter?
“Junior Brother Lin, it’s okay now. Senior Brother Ni is here,” Yin Mochen said softly, seeing Lin Fan’s dazed expression, thinking he was scared by the crowd.
Lin Fan stared blankly at Yin Mochen. If looks could kill, Yin Mochen would have died a thousand times by now.
This is so frustrating…
After all that taunting, only half the effect was achieved.
Yin Mochen noticed the pool of blood where Lin Fan lay and roared at the surrounding junior disciples, “As fellow disciples, how could you be so ruthless? Do you have no brotherly affection?”
“This…” The senior disciples who had beaten Lin Fan looked at the blood on the ground, realizing their mistake, and hung their heads in guilt.
…
“Senior Brother Ni, I think you should discipline this junior brother. He can’t just say whatever he wants,” Wang Tianfeng said to Ni Mingyang.
Although his cultivation was lower than Ni Mingyang’s, Wang Tianfeng showed no fear. A waste who had been cultivating for over a decade and was still at the eighth level was not worth his respect.
“Hmph, Wang Tianfeng, I will report this matter truthfully to Senior Brother Meng. Let’s see if Senior Brother Yi’s disciples are the kind who steal food from fellow disciples in the cafeteria,” Ni Mingyang retorted.
…
Lin Fan sighed inwardly, realizing today’s mistake was choosing the wrong location. Next time, he must learn from this and not be so careless in selecting a spot, or all his earlier efforts would be wasted.
“Senior Brother, I feel unwell. I want to go back and rest,” Lin Fan said, his heart aching.
“Junior Brother, hold on. I’ll take you back now,” Yin Mochen said urgently.
…
Ni Mingyang looked at Wang Tianfeng, knowing this matter couldn’t be resolved, and snorted coldly before helping Lin Fan leave.
Fan Yuxin stood silently in the crowd, then quietly departed.
At this moment, Lin Fan was surprised. What was going on? Why was the experience increasing so slowly? Then Lin Fan glanced sideways and suddenly noticed that the outer disciples beating him were all flushed and seemed exhausted.
Oh my…
At this moment, Lin Fan felt helpless. Could these guys be quick burnouts? They were already at this point?
No, my lord must shout even louder to stimulate their latent strength. If the experience kept increasing at this slow pace, when would he ever level up?
“Ouch, it hurts so much! I’m about to die!”
“You bunch of weaklings, I will never bow to you!”
“You bullies who target helpless women…”
…
Fan Yuxin looked at the person surrounded by the crowd who was standing up for her, her gentle eyes flashing with a hint of killing intent. Just as she was about to speak, she caught sight of something outside the corner of her eye.
“Stop!” When Ni Mingyang heard the report from his junior apprentice, Yi, he was stunned, then hurried over.
This junior apprentice Lin really was a fearless young bull, daring to provoke anyone.
Although the sect appeared peaceful, the internal struggles were exceptionally fierce. A slight misstep could lead to irreversible consequences.
Ni Mingyang, at late eighth-stage cultivation, seemed to possess infinite power in his hands as he pushed aside everyone surrounding Lin Fan.
“Wang Tianfeng, what do you think you’re doing?” Ni Mingyang glared angrily at Wang Tianfeng.
Yi Mochen quickly stepped forward to help Lin Fan up, anxiously checking him. Lin Fan must hold on!
At this moment, Lin Fan was stunned.
What the hell was going on? They were fighting so well, and now everyone was dispersing.
“Junior Lin, it’s okay now, Brother Ni is here.” Yi Mochen saw Lin Fan’s dazed expression and assumed he was frightened silly by the group, then gently comforted him.
Lin Fan stared blankly at Yi Mochen. If looks could kill, Yi Mochen would have died countless times by now.
This was such a betrayal…
So many taunts had been spoken, yet only half their effect was achieved.
Yi Mochen saw the bloodstain where Lin Fan had been lying and immediately roared angrily at the surrounding outer disciples, “As fellow disciples, how could you be so ruthless? Don’t you value the bond between senior and junior apprentices anymore?”
“This…” At this moment, the senior apprentices who had beaten Lin Fan looked at the blood on the ground, realized their mistake, and lowered their heads in guilt.
…
“Brother Ni, I think you should control your junior apprentice properly. Words cannot be spoken recklessly,” Wang Tianfeng said to Ni Mingyang.
Although his cultivation level was lower than Ni Mingyang’s, Wang Tianfeng showed no fear towards him. After all, Ni was still a late eighth-stage cultivator after fifteen years of cultivation, a nobody he looked down upon.
“Hmph, Wang Tianfeng, I will report this incident truthfully to Senior Meng. I’m curious to see whether Elder Yi’s disciples are all people who snatch food from fellow apprentices in the dining hall?” Ni Mingyang replied.
…
Seeing the current situation, Lin Fan sighed inwardly. Today was his mistake; he had chosen the wrong location. He must learn from this next time and never be so careless in selecting a place again, or else all his earlier provocations would be in vain.
“Brother, I feel unwell. I want to go back and rest,” Lin Fan said, his heart aching and his inner feelings deeply hurt.
“Junior apprentice, hold on. I’ll help you back right now,” Yi Mochen hurriedly replied.
…
Ni Mingyang looked at Wang Tianfeng, knowing this matter couldn’t be resolved, so he coldly snorted, helped his junior apprentice, and left.
Fan Yuxin stood among the crowd, then silently left.
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