The disciples in the outer hall of Danding Peak looked at each other in confusion. They had no idea what had just transpired—Li Shun had harbored such hatred toward Master Lin, yet Master Lin had forgiven him so magnanimously. But now, both had entered the room together—what could they possibly be doing?
Could it be… could it really be…?
The disciples hurriedly shook their heads. How could they even think of such indecent things? If Master Lin ever found out, he’d flay them alive.
Just as everyone anxiously waited, a piercing, heart-wrenching scream suddenly echoed across the heavens.
Has something happened?
Everyone turned pale with shock and was about to rush forward when Lin Fan stepped out from the room.
“Ahh, what a pity—you just aren’t it,” Lin Fan sighed in disappointment.
The outer hall disciples of Danding Peak exchanged bewildered glances, unsure of what had just transpired. Li Shun harbored such deep hatred for Uncle Lin, yet Uncle Lin had magnanimously forgiven him. Now, the two had entered a room together—what could they possibly be doing?
Could it be? Could it be…?
The disciples quickly shook their heads, dismissing such sordid thoughts. If Uncle Lin were to find out, he would surely skin them alive.
As they anxiously waited, a sudden, heart-wrenching scream pierced the heavens.
Something had happened!
At that moment, everyone turned pale with fear. Just as they were about to rush in to investigate, Lin Fan emerged from the room.
“Ah, what a pity, you’re not the one,” Lin Fan sighed regretfully.
It turned out that he had overthought the situation. In this world, there weren’t so many instances of underdogs rising to power.
Poor Nephew Li, though. Having suffered two consecutive blows, both his mind and body must have been severely devastated.
The disciples looked at Uncle Lin, then heard the screams from inside the room. Their faces turned ashen, and they retreated in fear, terrified of being harmed.
Lin Fan shook his head slightly and walked away.
After Lin Fan left, the disciples cautiously approached the room. When they saw Li Shun lying on the ground, trembling uncontrollably, they all gasped in shock.
Brother Li had been struck down again.
At that moment, Li Shun felt as if the sky had fallen. Darkness enveloped his world, and all hope seemed lost. Though he had experienced this pain once before, this time it felt even more unbearable.
“Uncle, I swear I’ll never dare to do it again…” Li Shun, overwhelmed with grief, had completely surrendered. He no longer dared to act recklessly. Just moments ago, everything had seemed fine when he entered the room with Uncle Lin, who had said some inexplicable things to him. But in an instant, a foot as powerful as the creation of the world came flying towards him, and he knew he was doomed. And indeed, he was truly doomed.
…
Lin Fan had gathered quite a few herbs from Danding Peak, including some high-grade ones. Seeing the disciples’ pained expressions, Lin Fan simply smiled. After all, it was their Grand Elder who had allowed him to take these herbs. Their heartache was of no use.
Finally, Lin Fan returned, satisfied.
Tomorrow, he would be setting off on a long journey with the sect. He needed to prepare some special elixirs to ensure his safety in case of emergencies.
For this journey, Lin Fan had set a small goal for himself: to break through to the mid-stage of the Innate Realm.
If he could advance even further, that would be even better.
…
At night, Nameless Peak was brightly lit. The lights from the houses illuminated the entire peak, making it feel anything but lonely.
Lin Fan was currently in his room, diligently studying alchemy and refining the elixirs he needed.
Zhang Er Gou and Feng Bu Jue, carrying wine and dishes, entered Tian Yu’s room.
Tian Yu had been training day and night, striving to regain his former peak condition. When his fellow disciples arrived, he naturally stopped his training and warmly welcomed them.
“Brother Tian Yu, let’s have a good drink tonight,” Zhang Er Gou said with a smile, setting down the wine and dishes and filling the cups. “This is some fine wine I got from a junior brother in the outer sect who’s skilled in brewing.”
“Alright, tonight we drink until we drop,” Tian Yu replied, already quite familiar with Zhang Er Gou, so there was no pretense between them.
The three of them drank and chatted merrily. As cup after cup of strong wine went down, their faces turned red, and they began to feel a bit tipsy.
“Look, Nameless Peak is getting better and better. All our efforts over the past months haven’t been in vain,” Zhang Er Gou said, slightly drunk.
“Indeed,” Feng Bu Jue nodded in agreement.
Tian Yu, however, didn’t feel much. He just thought it was remarkable that Nameless Peak had come this far.
“Brother, sometimes I can’t help but think how nice it would be to return to the outer sect,” Feng Bu Jue said nonchalantly, subtly shifting the topic.
“You want to go back?” At that moment, Zhang Er Gou’s expression suddenly turned cold, and his tone became slightly hostile.
But Feng Bu Jue didn’t notice and continued to speak his mind.
Tian Yu, though drunk, could sense the change in atmosphere. He wanted to steer the conversation elsewhere, but it was too late.
“Yes, going back to the outer sect would be nice. There are more people, and it’s livelier…” Feng Bu Jue said with a faint smile.
“Shut up!” Zhang Er Gou erupted with the authority of the senior brother of Nameless Peak. “Junior brother, have you lost your mind? How could you say such things? If the sect leader heard this, wouldn’t it break his heart?”
“Brother Zhang, calm down. Junior brother Feng must be drunk. It’s just a slip of the tongue,” Tian Yu quickly interjected.
The two of them, who had been fine just moments ago, had suddenly started arguing.
“Brother, you’re overreacting. I was just talking. Besides, Nameless Peak and the sect are one family. Wherever I go, it’s the same,” Feng Bu Jue said, stopping Tian Yu and addressing Zhang Er Gou.
“Bang!”
At that moment, Zhang Er Gou slammed his wine cup on the ground, spilling wine everywhere. “That’s right, Nameless Peak and the Holy Sect are one family, but you still shouldn’t say such things. The sect leader has shown us great kindness. When you were humiliated, it was the sect leader who restored your dignity and brought you to Nameless Peak. And now you want to leave him? Do you feel like this place can’t contain a dragon like you?”
Zhang Er Gou grew angrier and angrier, almost coming to blows.
“What’s wrong with you two? You were fine just now, and suddenly you’re arguing. Brother Zhang, you’re overreacting. Junior brother Feng was just talking. And junior brother Feng, why bring this up? Are you trying to make your brother angry?” Tian Yu pulled them apart, trying to prevent a fight. These two, who were usually inseparable, had suddenly started quarreling.
“Brother, I was just talking. I’m not heartless. How could I leave?” Feng Bu Jue said.
“Hmph,” Zhang Er Gou snorted. “I’m done drinking. Brother Tian Yu, I’ll take my leave now.”
Seeing his brother angry, Feng Bu Jue panicked and hurried after him. “Brother, listen to me…” As he left the room, Feng Bu Jue turned back to Tian Yu and said, “Brother, I’ll take my leave now.”
“Alright, don’t argue. Explain things properly to your brother,” Tian Yu said absentmindedly. The heated argument between the two had stirred something within him.
Tian Yu sat at the table, looking at the wine and dishes before him, and began drinking alone. Perhaps they were right. Even if he returned, he would just be one among thousands of disciples. Now, Uncle Lin had shown him great kindness. If he were to leave after recovering his foundation, what would that make him?
In Zhang Er Gou’s room.
The two of them stopped arguing, facing each other, eyebrows raised, speaking softly, “Brother, how was it?”
“Good, you’ve made great progress this time,” Zhang Er Gou chuckled. Their argument at the wine table tonight had been an act, all to convince Brother Tian Yu to stay.
“Hehe, it’s all thanks to the detailed guide the sect leader wrote. Brother, let’s quickly see what the next step is. I need to practice on my own sometimes to avoid making mistakes,” Feng Bu Jue felt that he had performed exceptionally well earlier, especially with his facial expressions, which were spot on. The only issue was his voice, which wasn’t intense enough, not deeply moving.
But to have reached this level of skill was already a significant improvement.
Poor Junior Li had suffered again. After enduring two consecutive blows, both his body and spirit had been severely devastated.
Looking at Master Lin and hearing the cries from within, the disciples turned pale with fear, retreating several steps, terrified of being targeted next.
Lin Fan slightly shook his head and then walked away.
After Lin Fan left, the disciples cautiously approached. When they saw Li Shun lying on the ground, trembling violently, they all inhaled sharply.
Senior Li had been struck again.
At this moment, Li Shun felt as if the sky had collapsed. His world had turned dark and hopeless. Though he had experienced this pain once before, this time, in his eyes, the agony was even more unbearable.
“Master Lin, Master Lin, I swear, I’ll never dare again…” Li Shun, overwhelmed with grief, had completely lost his nerve. He would never dare to act recklessly again. When he had first entered the room, Master Lin had still been fine, speaking to him some strange and confusing words. But in the blink of an eye…
A foot, as if splitting the heavens, came flying toward him. He knew at once he was doomed. And sure enough, he had indeed been tragically struck again.
…
The outer hall disciples of Danding Peak exchanged bewildered glances, unsure of what had just transpired. Li Shun harbored such deep hatred for Uncle Lin, yet Uncle Lin had magnanimously forgiven him. Now, the two had entered a room together—what could they possibly be doing?
Could it be? Could it be…?
The disciples quickly shook their heads, dismissing such impure thoughts. If Uncle Lin were to find out, he would surely skin them alive.
As they anxiously waited, a heart-wrenching scream suddenly pierced the heavens.
Something had happened!
At that moment, everyone was struck with terror. Just as they were about to rush in to investigate, Lin Fan emerged from the room.
“Ah, what a pity, you’re not the one,” Lin Fan sighed regretfully.
It turned out that he had overthought the situation. In this world, there weren’t so many instances of underdogs rising to the occasion.
Poor Nephew Li, suffering two consecutive blows in life, must have been severely devastated, both mentally and physically.
The disciples looked at Uncle Lin, then heard the screams from inside the room. Their faces turned pale, and they retreated in fear, terrified of being harmed.
Lin Fan shook his head slightly and walked away.
After Lin Fan left, the disciples cautiously approached the room. When they saw Li Shun lying on the ground, trembling uncontrollably, they all gasped in shock.
Brother Li had suffered another heavy blow.
At that moment, Li Shun felt as if the sky had fallen. Darkness enveloped him, and all hope in life was lost. Although he had experienced this pain once before, this time it was even more unbearable.
“Uncle, I won’t dare to do it again…” Li Shun, overwhelmed with grief, had completely given in. He no longer dared to act recklessly. When he first entered the room, Uncle Lin had seemed fine, saying some things that left him utterly confused. But in that instant, a foot as powerful as the creation of the world came flying towards him, and he knew he was doomed. And indeed, he was truly doomed.
…
Lin Fan had gathered quite a few herbs from Danding Peak, including some high-grade ones. Seeing the disciples’ pained expressions, Lin Fan simply smiled. After all, it was the Grand Elder who had sent him to collect these herbs. Their heartache was of no use.
Finally, Lin Fan returned, satisfied.
Tomorrow, he would be setting out on a long journey with the sect. He needed to prepare some special pills to ensure his safety in case of emergencies.
For this journey, Lin Fan had set himself a small goal: to break through to the mid-stage of the Innate Realm.
If he could advance even further, that would be even better.
…
Night fell, and Nameless Peak was brightly lit. The lights from the houses illuminated the entire peak, dispelling any sense of loneliness.
Lin Fan was currently in his room, diligently studying alchemy and refining the pills he needed.
Zhang Er Gou and Feng Bu Jue, carrying wine and dishes, arrived at Tian Yu’s room.
Tian Yu had been training day and night, striving to return to his peak. When his fellow disciples arrived, he naturally stopped his training and warmly welcomed them.
“Brother Tian Yu, let’s have a good drink today,” Zhang Er Gou said with a smile, setting down the wine and dishes and filling the cups. “This is some fine wine I got from a junior brother in the outer sect who’s skilled in brewing.”
“Alright, today we drink until we drop,” Tian Yu replied, already familiar with Zhang Er Gou, so there was no pretense between them.
The three of them drank merrily, engaging in lively conversation. As cup after cup of strong wine went down, their faces turned red, and they began to feel slightly drunk.
“Look, Nameless Peak is getting better and better. All our efforts over the past months haven’t been in vain,” Zhang Er Gou said, slightly tipsy.
“Yes,” Feng Bu Jue nodded in agreement.
Tian Yu, however, didn’t feel much of a change, but he acknowledged that it was no small feat for Nameless Peak to reach this state.
“Brother, sometimes I can’t help but think how nice it would be to return to the outer sect,” Feng Bu Jue said casually, subtly shifting the topic.
“You want to go back?” At that moment, Zhang Er Gou’s expression suddenly turned cold, and his tone carried a hint of displeasure.
But Feng Bu Jue didn’t notice and continued to speak his mind.
Tian Yu, though drunk, could sense the change in atmosphere. He wanted to steer the conversation elsewhere, but it was too late.
“Yes, returning to the outer sect would be nice. There are more people, and it’s livelier…” Feng Bu Jue said with a faint smile.
“Enough!” Zhang Er Gou suddenly erupted with the authority of the senior brother of Nameless Peak. “Junior brother, have you lost your mind? How could you say such things? If the sect leader heard this, wouldn’t it break his heart?”
“Brother Zhang, calm down. Junior brother Feng must be drunk. It’s just a slip of the tongue,” Tian Yu quickly intervened, trying to mediate.
The two who had been getting along so well had suddenly started arguing.
“Brother, you’re overreacting. I was just speaking my mind. Besides, Nameless Peak and the sect are one family. It doesn’t matter where we are,” Feng Bu Jue said, stopping Tian Yu and addressing Zhang Er Gou.
“Bang!”
At that moment, Zhang Er Gou slammed his wine cup on the ground, splashing wine everywhere. “That’s right, Nameless Peak and the Holy Sect are one family, but you shouldn’t say such things. The sect leader has shown us great kindness. When you were humiliated, it was the sect leader who restored your dignity and brought you to Nameless Peak. And now, you want to leave him? Do you feel like this place can’t contain a dragon like you?”
Zhang Er Gou grew angrier and angrier, almost coming to blows.
“What’s wrong with you two? You were getting along so well, and now you’re arguing. Brother Zhang, you’re overreacting. Junior brother Feng was just speaking his mind. And junior brother Feng, why bring this up? You’re just provoking your senior brother,” Tian Yu said, holding them back to prevent a fight. The two who were usually so close had suddenly turned on each other.
“Brother, I was just speaking my mind. I’m not heartless. How could I leave?” Feng Bu Jue said.
“Hmph, Brother Tian Yu, you be the judge. The sect leader has given us a new lease on life. Even if we return to the Holy Sect, we’d just be one among thousands of disciples, unnoticed. But here, the sect leader treats us like family, without distinction. And now, he wants to leave just because he’s grown stronger. Isn’t that worse than an animal?” Zhang Er Guo’s eyes were bloodshot with anger.
“Brother, I was just speaking my mind. How could I leave? The sect leader has shown me great kindness. Besides, the Holy Sect and Nameless Peak are one family. It doesn’t matter where we are. I’d rather stay where I’m happy. Here on Nameless Peak, I have you and Brother Tian Yu. How could I leave? Especially now that Nameless Peak is developing, I wouldn’t leave and disappoint the sect leader,” Feng Bu Jue said, his neck turning red.
“Hmph,” Zhang Er Gou snorted. “I’m done drinking. Brother Tian Yu, I’ll take my leave now.”
Seeing his senior brother angry, Feng Bu Jue panicked and hurried after him. “Brother, listen to me…” As he left the room, Feng Bu Jue turned back to Tian Yu and said, “Brother, I’ll take my leave now.”
“Alright, don’t argue. Explain things properly to your senior brother,” Tian Yu said absentmindedly. The heated argument had stirred something within him.
Tian Yu sat at the table, looking at the wine and dishes before him, then drank alone. Perhaps they were right. Even if he returned, he would just be one among thousands of disciples. Now, Uncle Lin had given him a new lease on life. If he left after recovering his foundation, what would that make him?
In Zhang Er Gou’s room.
The two were no longer arguing. They looked at each other, eyebrows raised, speaking in hushed tones. “Brother, how was it?”
“Good, you’ve made great progress this time,” Zhang Er Gou chuckled. Their argument at the wine table had been an act, all to keep Brother Tian Yu from leaving.
“Hehe, it’s all thanks to the detailed guide the sect leader wrote. Brother, let’s quickly see what the next step is. I need to practice on my own sometime to avoid making mistakes,” Feng Bu Jue felt that he had performed exceptionally well earlier, especially with his facial expressions. The only issue was his voice—it wasn’t intense enough, not deeply moving.
But he had made significant progress to reach this level.
Eventually, Lin Fan returned, fully satisfied.
Tomorrow marked the day he would depart with the sect’s main force on a long journey. He had to prepare some special pills in advance, just in case he needed them for self-defense.
The outer hall disciples of Danding Peak exchanged bewildered glances, unsure of what had just transpired. Li Shun harbored such deep hatred for Uncle Lin, yet Uncle Lin had magnanimously forgiven him. Now, the two had entered a room together—what could they possibly be doing?
Could it be? Could it be…?
The disciples quickly shook their heads, dismissing such impure thoughts. If Uncle Lin were to find out, he would surely skin them alive.
As they anxiously waited, a heart-wrenching scream suddenly pierced the heavens.
Something had happened!
In that moment, everyone was struck with terror. Just as they were about to rush in to investigate, Lin Fan emerged from the room.
“Ah, what a pity. You’re not the one,” Lin Fan sighed regretfully.
It turned out that he had overthought the situation. The world wasn’t filled with so many underdog success stories.
Poor Li Shun, though. Having suffered two consecutive blows, both his mind and body must have been severely battered.
The disciples looked at Uncle Lin, then heard the screams from inside the room. Their faces turned pale, and they retreated in fear, terrified of becoming the next victims.
Lin Fan shook his head slightly and walked away.
After Lin Fan left, the disciples cautiously approached the room. When they saw Li Shun lying on the ground, trembling uncontrollably, they all gasped in shock.
Brother Li had been struck down again.
At that moment, Li Shun felt as if the sky had collapsed. Darkness enveloped his world, and all hope in life vanished. Though he had experienced this pain before, this time it was even more unbearable.
“Uncle, I’ll never dare to do it again…” Li Shun, overwhelmed with grief, had completely surrendered. He no longer dared to act recklessly. When he first entered the room, Uncle Lin had seemed fine, even saying some things that left him utterly confused. But in that split second, a foot as powerful as the creation of the world came flying at him, and he knew he was doomed. And indeed, he was.
…
Lin Fan had gathered quite a few herbs from Danding Peak, including some high-grade ones. Seeing the disciples’ pained expressions, he simply smiled. After all, it was the Grand Elder who had sent him to collect these herbs. Their heartache was of no use.
Finally, Lin Fan returned, satisfied.
Tomorrow, he would set out with the sect’s main force on a long journey. He needed to prepare some special pills for emergencies, to ensure his safety.
For this journey, Lin Fan had set himself a small goal: to break through to the mid-stage of the Innate Realm. If he could advance further, that would be even better.
…
At night, Nameless Peak was ablaze with light. The lamps in each room were lit, and though no one was there, the entire peak was illuminated, dispelling any sense of loneliness.
Lin Fan was in his room, diligently studying alchemy and refining the pills he needed.
Zhang Er Gou and Feng Bu Jue, carrying wine and dishes, arrived at Tian Yu’s room.
Tian Yu had been training day and night, striving to regain his former peak. When his fellow disciples arrived, he naturally stopped his cultivation and warmly welcomed them.
“Brother Tian Yu, let’s have a good drink tonight,” Zhang Er Gou said with a smile, setting down the wine and dishes and filling the cups. “This is some fine wine I got from a junior brother in the outer sect who’s skilled in brewing.”
“Alright, tonight we drink until we drop,” Tian Yu replied, now quite familiar with Zhang Er Gou, with no pretense between them.
The three of them drank and chatted merrily. As cup after cup of strong wine went down, their faces turned red, and they began to feel a bit tipsy.
“Look, Nameless Peak is getting better and better. All our efforts these past months haven’t been in vain,” Zhang Er Gou said, slightly drunk.
“Indeed,” Feng Bu Jue nodded.
Tian Yu, however, didn’t feel much of a change, though he acknowledged that it wasn’t easy for Nameless Peak to reach this state.
“Brother, sometimes I can’t help but think how nice it would be to return to the outer sect,” Feng Bu Jue said casually, subtly shifting the topic.
“You want to go back?” At that moment, Zhang Er Gou’s expression suddenly turned cold, his tone carrying a hint of displeasure.
But Feng Bu Jue didn’t notice and continued speaking.
Tian Yu, though drunk, could sense the change in atmosphere. He wanted to steer the conversation elsewhere, but it was too late.
“Yes, going back to the outer sect would be nice. It’s lively there, with lots of people…” Feng Bu Jue said with a faint smile.
“Enough!” Zhang Er Gou erupted with the authority of the senior brother of Nameless Peak. “Junior brother, have you lost your mind? How can you say such things? If the sect leader heard this, wouldn’t it break his heart?”
“Brother Zhang, calm down. Junior brother Feng must be drunk. He didn’t mean it,” Tian Yu quickly intervened.
The two, who had been getting along so well, had suddenly started arguing.
“Brother, you’re overreacting. I was just talking. Besides, Nameless Peak and the sect are one family. What difference does it make where we are?” Feng Bu Jue said, stopping Tian Yu and addressing Zhang Er Gou.
“Bang!”
At that moment, Zhang Er Gou slammed his wine cup on the ground, splashing wine everywhere. “That’s right, Nameless Peak and the Holy Sect are one family. But you shouldn’t say such things. The sect leader has shown us great kindness. When you were humiliated, it was the sect leader who restored your dignity and brought you to Nameless Peak. And now you want to leave? Do you feel this place can’t contain a dragon like you?”
Zhang Er Gou grew angrier and angrier, almost coming to blows.
“What’s wrong with you two? You were fine just a moment ago. Brother Zhang, you’re overreacting. Junior brother Feng was just talking. And junior brother Feng, why bring this up? You’re just provoking your senior brother,” Tian Yu said, pulling the two apart to prevent a fight. These two, usually so close, had suddenly started bickering.
“Right, senior brother, I was just talking. I’m not heartless. How could I leave?” Feng Bu Jue said.
“Hmph,” Zhang Er Gou snorted. “I’m done drinking. Brother Tian Yu, I’ll take my leave now.”
Seeing his senior brother angry, Feng Bu Jue panicked and hurried after him. “Senior brother, listen to me…” As he left the room, Feng Bu Jue turned back to Tian Yu and said, “Brother, I’ll take my leave now.”
“Alright, don’t argue. Explain things properly to your senior brother,” Tian Yu said absentmindedly. The heated argument between the two had stirred something in him.
Tian Yu sat at the table, looking at the wine and dishes before him, then drank alone. Perhaps they were right. Even if he returned to the sect, he would just be one among thousands of disciples. Now, Uncle Lin had shown him great kindness. If he were to leave after recovering his foundation, what kind of person would that make him?
In Zhang Er Gou’s room.
The two were no longer arguing. They looked at each other, eyebrows raised, and whispered, “Senior brother, how was it?”
“Good. You’ve made great progress this time,” Zhang Er Gou chuckled. Their argument at the dinner table had been an act, all to convince Tian Yu to stay.
“Hehe, it’s all thanks to the detailed guide the sect leader wrote. Senior brother, let’s quickly see what the next step is. I need to practice on my own sometime, just in case I mess up,” Feng Bu Jue said, feeling that his performance earlier had been quite impressive, especially his facial expressions. Though his voice still needed work—it wasn’t intense or impactful enough.
But he had indeed made significant progress.
If he could advance even further, that would be even better.
…
At night, the Nameless Peak was brightly lit, each room aglow with light. Though no one was outside, the lights illuminated the entire peak, warding off any sense of loneliness.
Inside his room, Lin Fan was diligently studying alchemy, refining the pills he needed.
Zhang Erdog and Feng Bu jue, carrying dishes and wine, arrived at Tianyu’s room.
Tianyu had been training day and night to regain his former strength. Upon seeing his seniors and juniors arrive, he naturally paused his cultivation to warmly welcome them.
“Senior Brother Tianyu, today the three of us are going to have a good drink,” Zhang Erdog laughed as he placed the dishes and filled the cups with wine. “This wine is freshly obtained from a junior brother in the outer sect who’s particularly skilled in brewing—this is truly fine liquor.”
“Great! Today, we won’t stop until we’re drunk,” Tianyu replied. Having grown familiar with Zhang Erdog, he spoke without pretense.
The three drank heartily, chatting and laughing. Cup after cup of strong wine flowed down their throats, and soon, their faces flushed red with tipsiness.
“You see,” Zhang Erdog, slightly drunk, began, “the Nameless Peak is getting better and better. All these months of hard work haven’t been in vain.”
“Yeah,” Feng Bu jue nodded in agreement.
Tianyu, however, felt less emotional about it. He simply thought it had been no easy feat to bring the Nameless Peak to this state.
“Senior Brother, sometimes I wonder… wouldn’t it be nice to return to the outer sect?” Feng Bu jue subtly shifted the topic.
“You want to go back?” At this, Zhang Erdog’s previously smiling face suddenly turned cold, his tone gradually turning hostile.
But Feng Bu jue didn’t notice and continued speaking freely.
Though Tianyu had drunk quite a bit, he sensed the shift in atmosphere and wanted to change the subject—but it was already too late.
“Yeah, returning to the outer sect would be great. It’s lively there with so many people…” Feng Bu jue said with a faint smile.
“Enough!” Zhang Erdog suddenly erupted with the authority of the senior disciple of Nameless Peak. “Junior Brother, are you drunk? How could you say such things? If the Sect Leader hears this, he’ll be heartbroken.”
“Brother Zhang, don’t be too harsh. Brother Feng must have just drunk too much—he didn’t mean it,” Tianyu quickly interjected, trying to mediate.
Just moments ago, everything had been fine—how had they suddenly started arguing?
“Senior Brother, you’re overreacting. I was just saying it casually. Besides, Nameless Peak and the sect are all one family. What’s the difference where we go?” Feng Bu jue blocked Tianyu and retorted toward Zhang Erdog.
“Crash!”
Zhang Erdog slammed his wine cup onto the ground, wine splattering everywhere. His voice was filled with anger: “Yes, Nameless Peak and the sect are one, but you still shouldn’t say such things. The Sect Leader has done so much for us. Do you remember when you were humiliated? It was the Sect Leader who restored your honor and brought you into Nameless Peak. Now you want to leave? Do you think you’ve become too big for this place?”
Zhang Erdog grew angrier and angrier, nearly coming to blows.
“What’s going on with you two? Why are you suddenly fighting like this? Brother Zhang, you’re also at fault—Brother Feng was just speaking casually. And Brother Feng, why did you bring this up? Are you trying to provoke your senior brother?” Tianyu tried to pull them apart, preventing any physical confrontation. The two had always been close friends—how could they suddenly start quarreling like this?
“Yeah, Senior Brother, I was just saying it casually. How could I possibly be heartless enough to leave? The Sect Leader has done so much for us. Besides, whether it’s the sect or Nameless Peak, we’re all part of the same family. Staying here or going back—it’s all the same. But here, the Sect Leader treats us like family. Why would I want to leave? And now that Nameless Peak is developing, how could I possibly abandon it and hurt the Sect Leader’s heart?” Feng Bu jue, his face flushed with emotion, defended himself.
“Hmph!” Zhang Erdog snorted. “Fine, Senior Brother Tianyu, you decide. Brother Feng, I’m leaving.”
Seeing his senior brother’s anger, Feng Bu jue panicked and hurried after him. “Senior Brother, hear me out…” As he stepped outside, he turned back to Tianyu. “Senior Brother, I’ll take my leave now.”
“Alright, don’t argue. Go explain things properly with your senior brother,” Tianyu replied absentmindedly. The intense argument between the two had stirred something deep within him.
Tianyu sat at the table, staring at the dishes and wine before him, drinking alone. Perhaps they were right—after returning, he would still be just one among countless disciples. Now that Master Lin had done so much for him, how could he possibly leave once he regained his strength? What kind of person would that make him?
…
Inside Zhang Erdog’s room.
The two were no longer arguing. They exchanged glances, raised their eyebrows, and whispered softly.
“Senior Brother, how was I?”
“Not bad. You’ve improved a lot,” Zhang Erdog replied with a grin. Their heated argument at the dinner table had all been an act—carefully orchestrated to keep Senior Brother Tianyu here.
“Hehe, all thanks to the detailed script provided by the Sect Leader. Senior Brother, let’s check the next step quickly. I also want to practice by myself sometime, just to make sure there are no mistakes,” Feng Bu jue said proudly. He thought his performance had been excellent, especially his facial expressions. His voice still needed work—it hadn’t been intense enough to fully convey the emotions.
But even so, he had made significant progress.
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