When it was time to set sail back to the sect, Lin Fan recalled his promise with the Cai family. Taking the little girl back to Wuming Peak would mean another adorable disciple under his tutelage, a deal that was quite worthwhile.
Upon arriving at Yongtian City, he noticed blood splattering and a murderous aura emanating from the Cai residence. He muttered to himself that something was amiss. “The little girl I’ve taken an interest in must not perish here; otherwise, it would be an unforgivable tragedy.”
“I intend to take this girl as my final disciple. Who dares to oppose me? Do you not even regard me at all?” Lin Fan’s eyes darkened, radiating sharp glimmers as he locked his gaze on Ling Ao.
“Master…” The Cai family, whose hearts had already accepted death, reignited with hope upon seeing Lin Fan.
For the Cai family, this night might have marked their extinction, yet an unexpected twist had emerged.
Cai Heng clenched his fists in excitement, his blood boiling. Master hadn’t lied or forgotten them. This overwhelming surprise left him momentarily unable to process it.
Chu Mulin’s expression subtly changed. Glancing at the battle vessel above and then at the calm, composed man before him, his heart tightened with unease.
The Cai family now had the aid of a sect elder, but even more unbelievable was the revelation that the elder himself wished to take a Cai daughter as his disciple.
Lin Fan slightly lifted his head and said calmly, “Rest assured, no one will dare act recklessly in my presence today.”
At this, Ling Ao slightly furrowed his brow, surprised. “You’re still alive?”
That day, everyone had witnessed the scene clearly—this man had been swallowed whole by the Snow King Lion. There was no way he could have survived. His reappearance now left many in disbelief.
“Whether I live or die has nothing to do with you, a mere junior. From now on, the Cai family will be under my protection. Do you dare act out?” At this moment, Lin Fan exuded overwhelming dominance, his stance firm and imposing, captivating many with his commanding presence.
Ling Ao, a proud disciple of Fengtian Sect, had never endured such humiliation. This man’s words were oppressive, showing him no respect whatsoever—an infuriating situation indeed.
“You’re pushing your luck too far,” Ling Ao spat out, his eyes flashing with killing intent as he gritted his teeth.
At this point, Lin Fan was already deep in his confrontational stride, unable to stop himself. He could only keep pushing forward.
Ling Ao’s strength was considerable, comparable to Zong Hentian’s, though his combat prowess was far superior. Otherwise, on the day of the forbidden ground trial, two people wouldn’t have struggled against him alone.
“Today is an important day for me to accept a disciple. I don’t wish to waste words. A brief clash will suffice; let’s see what you’re truly capable of,” Lin Fan said, hands behind his back, his expression calm and composed.
“You…” Ling Ao hadn’t expected the man to offer no room for retreat. Before he could even speak, the fight had already begun.
Initially, he had considered the opponent merely an ordinary person, not worth a serious conflict. But now, with Lin Fan pressing him relentlessly, leaving him no dignity, he decided that a confrontation was inevitable.
Lin Fan surveyed the surroundings, gazing at the Cai family disciples who had already perished, their lifeless bodies frozen on the ground. He shook his head and raised his eyes toward the Holy Sect’s battle vessel.
“A disgrace to martial cultivators and the sect alike. Younger nephews, remember never to bully the weak or slaughter innocents wantonly. That is not what we stand for,” Lin Fan said disdainfully.
“Yes, understood,” replied Zong Hentian and others aboard the vessel.
Especially Zong Hentian, who upon seeing Ling Ao, felt an intense urge to cripple him. However, since his senior uncle had already intervened, he could only suppress his anger.
Zong Hentian also wanted to warn his senior uncle about Ling Ao’s many tricks, but with his uncle already taking the lead, he naturally couldn’t praise Ling Ao and risk undermining his uncle’s dignity.
Yuzhang Lao stood at the bow of the ship, expressionless, leaving everyone unable to discern his thoughts.
“You’re too audacious!” At this moment, Ling Ao was utterly enraged, his fighting spirit surging. He had to make this man understand the price of humiliating him.
“Die for me…”
In an instant, Ling Ao’s aura erupted. With an incomparable punch, he charged toward Lin Fan.
Lin Fan stood there, unshaken, a faint smile lingering at the corner of his lips.
“Young pup, today I’ll show you what true pain feels like.”
Bang!
At that moment, the heavens and earth seemed to change.
Disciples from both sects watched intently. The Holy Sect’s inner disciples were especially excited. Ling Ao had ruined their senior brother, and now their senior uncle had stepped forward to exact revenge.
Meanwhile, Fengtian Sect’s disciples placed great hopes on Ling Ao, for he was not only their senior brother but also a prodigy of their sect.
At that moment, Lin Fan caught Ling Ao’s punch. Ling Ao’s expression slightly changed as he tried to retract his fist. But at that very moment, Lin Fan’s lips curled into a cold smile.
His body instantly vanished.
As Lin Fan disappeared in an instant, Ling Ao’s expression flickered with confusion, hesitating for a moment, as if wondering how the opponent could suddenly vanish.
At that moment, the world fell silent, as if Lin Fan had truly vanished from existence.
Many long-unused treasures would finally find their moment of glory today.
In his invisible state, Lin Fan appeared behind Ling Ao in an instant. With a gentle slap, his massive palm struck Ling Ao’s head.
Unnoticed, without hesitation, Lin Fan disappeared from sight for merely a blink of an eye.
“Hmph, pathetic.”
When everyone saw Lin Fan reappear, he was merely pointing a single finger at Ling Ao’s forehead and gently pushing. Ling Ao’s body fell backward as if struck by an invisible force.
“This… How is this possible?” Everyone gasped in shock, unable to comprehend what had just happened.
But the scene wasn’t over yet. As Ling Ao lay flat on the ground, Lin Fan vanished again in an instant.
Such a scene below would damage his image; he couldn’t let everyone witness it.
At that moment, Lin Fan grabbed Ling Ao’s legs and lifted them apart.
Lin Fan’s eyes flashed with intense light, and a heaven-shaking aura erupted from him.
“Deadly Chain Stomp.”
In his invisible state, Lin Fan suddenly raised his right leg and fiercely attacked Ling Ao’s crotch.
Fast!
Accurate!
Brutal!
Swift and without hesitation, the move was seamless, leaving no openings.
Bang! Bang!
At that moment, a sharp cracking sound pierced everyone’s ears, and the earth trembled violently.
In an instant, after delivering dozens of rapid consecutive stomps, Lin Fan grabbed Ling Ao’s hair and hurled him into the distance.
“Hmph, even the so-called prodigy of Fengtian Sect is nothing special,” Lin Fan said calmly, hands behind his back, his expression unchanged.
Everything happened so quickly that no one had even a moment to prepare.
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