Time passed swiftly, and a month quietly slipped by. Zhang Erdou’s transformation plan was in full swing. At Wuming Peak, everything remained normal, with no major incidents occurring.
Time flew by, and a month quietly passed. Zhang Er Gou’s transformation plan was in full swing, and the situation on Nameless Peak remained as usual, with no major events occurring.
Currently, the strongest force on Nameless Peak was Mie Qiong Qi. As the sect master of the Holy Demon Sect on Nameless Peak, Lin Fan felt somewhat anxious. His cultivation had only reached the peak of the Innate Realm. Although he had tall figures to rely on when encountering difficulties, he never forgot the blood feud with Cangling Prefecture on the other side of Dongling Continent.
“Master, I can make Little Bai obey now,” Cai Zhi Qiao joyfully ran over from a distance, followed by a snow-white Snow King Lion cub that resembled a puppy.
This Snow King Lion cub puzzled Lin Fan. The adult Snow King Lion he had killed must have mated with some fierce beast, as the cub gave off a strange feeling and didn’t quite resemble a Snow King Lion in appearance.
Initially, Lin Fan didn’t pay much attention, but one day he suddenly noticed that the cub had a pair of small white wings on its back, something never seen in Snow King Lions.
“Good,” Lin Fan patted Cai Zhi Qiao’s head. Although her talent was lacking, it didn’t matter. He had been enhancing her talent every two or three days. This professional skill was powerful, and improving talent was akin to altering destiny. The higher the talent, the smaller the improvement effect, but Lin Fan wasn’t in a hurry. With persistence, he believed that a peerless genius would emerge from his hands in a few years.
Then, Cai Zhi Qiao commanded Little Bai to perform various poses in front of Lin Fan.
The Snow King Lion cub, with its big, adorable eyes, looked at Lin Fan with a watery gaze, standing, doing handstands, rolling on the ground…
Lin Fan couldn’t help but laugh. If this little thing grew up and remembered its childhood antics, he wondered what it would think.
Holy Sect’s Tenth Peak.
“Sect Master, I want to go out and gain some experience,” Lin Fan thought for a long time. To become stronger, he had to plunge into the vast world.
Sect Master Yan looked at Lin Fan. Honestly, he didn’t want Lin Fan to leave. Although it was somewhat selfish, the ability to concoct pills in one thought was extremely important to the sect. However, he knew that Lin Fan coming to him to discuss leaving was a sign of respect. From the moment he granted Nameless Peak to Lin Fan, Lin Fan was a free man, and where he went was no one else’s concern.
“Follow me,” Sect Master Yan didn’t say much and walked straight into the depths of the hall.
Lin Fan didn’t know where Sect Master Yan was taking him. The Tenth Peak was usually off-limits to disciples, with only the sect master staying alone in the hall.
Lin Fan followed the sect master, observing the surroundings. After passing through the hall, a tall stone gate appeared before him.
The gate was ancient, steady, and exuded an awe-inspiring aura. The material of the gate was unknown, and a figure was carved on it.
The figure stood naked, towering between heaven and earth, holding a large axe. Just one glance made Lin Fan’s heart tremble violently, as if a powerful will rushed into his heart, forcing him to retreat.
At this moment, Sect Master Yan stepped forward, placing a hand on the gate. The massive stone gate rippled slightly, like water ripples, forming a curtain-like opening the height of a person.
“Follow me in,” Sect Master Yan’s figure gradually disappeared into it. Without hesitation, Lin Fan followed behind and entered.
Until now, Lin Fan didn’t know what this was, but he could tell it was extraordinary.
The sect master never left the Tenth Peak. Could it be that he stayed here to guard this place?
Moreover, judging from the current situation, was the sect master planning to give him something valuable?
As Lin Fan stepped into the dark curtain, his vision went black, as if he had fallen into endless darkness, but this feeling disappeared in an instant.
When Lin Fan opened his eyes and looked ahead, he found that Sect Master Yan had already knelt before a statue, murmuring something.
The statue looked exactly like the figure on the stone gate. What frightened Lin Fan more was that the statue’s eyes seemed real, shimmering with divine light.
Remembering the previous situation, Lin Fan didn’t dare to look directly at the statue. Instead, he lowered his head and slowly walked behind the sect master.
“Sect Master, what is this?” Lin Fan asked softly, puzzled.
After kneeling and murmuring for a while, Sect Master Yan stood up, “This is the founding ancestor of the Holy Sect. Come before the ancestor and feel with your heart.”
“Oh…” Lin Fan didn’t understand what the sect master meant, but he didn’t say much. He knelt before the statue like the sect master.
After kneeling, Lin Fan didn’t feel anything different. The only thing was that the towering statue was so large that it gave a sense of oppression. What if the statue suddenly fell?
“Sect Master, I don’t feel anything,” Lin Fan tilted his head and asked.
“Don’t speak. Feel the statue with your heart. The ancestor will guide you,” Sect Master Yan said solemnly.
Lin Fan then followed the sect master’s words, trying hard to feel, but found kneeling uncomfortable. Finally, Lin Fan sat cross-legged, touching the statue with one hand, closing his eyes to feel.
Sect Master Yan watched this scene, wanting to speak but ultimately holding back.
The Holy Sect had been passed down for ten thousand years, since the time when the Mysterious Yellow World was split in two by a mysterious supreme being. The founding ancestor of the Holy Sect opened the sect and took in disciples. Every generation of sect masters had to come before this statue to quietly feel and inherit the sect’s heritage.
Each new sect master inherited different heritages, but most were cultivation techniques.
The reason he brought Lin Fan here was to let Lin Fan inherit the sect’s heritage. Although Lin Fan might not be the next sect master, he had been observing Lin Fan’s every move.
“What’s going on? I’ve been touching it for so long but haven’t felt anything,” Lin Fan, with his eyes closed, began to complain in his heart. Was the sect master foolish? The ancestor had been dead for so long, and this was just a statue. What could he possibly feel?
At this moment, Sect Master Yan, who had been watching the statue, suddenly changed his expression.
The space around the statue slightly vibrated, a scene Sect Master Yan had never seen before, nor was it recorded in the sect’s history.
“This…” Sect Master Yan’s expression changed. Although he didn’t know what was happening, he didn’t dare to act rashly and could only watch.
Lin Fan kept complaining in his heart, but suddenly he found that his body couldn’t move, and an irresistible force seemed to be pulling his consciousness away.
Damn… this is bad.
At this moment, Lin Fan panicked. Consciousness was like the soul. If consciousness was lost, he would be nothing but a walking corpse.
Lin Fan wanted to call for help, but couldn’t utter a word.
It seemed he could only save himself.
Lin Fan struggled with all his might.
But the pulling force grew stronger, and soon Lin Fan lost consciousness.
It’s over…
“Teacher, I can finally make Xiaobai obey me!” At this moment, Cai Zhiqiao joyfully ran over from a distance, followed closely by a snow-white cub resembling a small dog—the Snow King Lion.
This Snow King Lion cub puzzled Lin Fan. He had killed an adult Snow King Lion, but now this cub felt strange. It gave off a peculiar vibe, and its face didn’t even look like a typical Snow King Lion.
Initially, Lin Fan hadn’t thought much of it, but one day he suddenly noticed a pair of small white wings on the cub’s back—something adult Snow King Lions definitely didn’t possess.
“Good job,” Lin Fan said, patting Cai Zhiqiao on the head. Although her talent was somewhat lacking, it didn’t matter to him. Every two or three days, he would enhance her aptitude using his special skill. This unique ability was incredibly powerful, essentially altering fate itself. The higher her talent, the less effective the enhancement became, but Lin Fan wasn’t in a hurry. With perseverance, he believed that in a few years, an extraordinary genius would emerge under his guidance.
Following this, Cai Zhiqiao commanded Xiaobai to perform various poses in front of Lin Fan.
The cute Snow King Lion cub stared at Lin Fan with its big, sparkling eyes, standing up, doing handstands, and rolling around playfully.
Lin Fan couldn’t help but smile. He wondered how the little creature would feel when it grew up, recalling its silly childhood antics.
At the Tenth Peak of the Holy Sect,
“Master, I’d like to go out and train for a while,” Lin Fan said after much contemplation. To become stronger, he needed to plunge into the vast world.
Looking at Lin Fan, the Sect Leader honestly didn’t want him to leave. It was a bit selfish, but having a disciple capable of forming a Nascent Soul was crucial for the sect. However, he understood that Lin Fan’s request signified respect. From the moment he had granted Wuming Peak to Lin Fan, he had become an independent individual, free to go wherever he pleased without needing permission.
“Come with me,” the Sect Leader said simply, walking deeper into the grand hall.
Lin Fan didn’t know where the Sect Leader was taking him. Normally, disciples weren’t allowed on the Tenth Peak, and the hall was usually occupied only by the Sect Leader himself.
Following the Sect Leader, Lin Fan observed his surroundings. After passing through the grand hall, a tall stone gate appeared before him.
This gate was ancient and solemn, exuding an awe-inspiring aura. On the massive stone door, carved from an unknown material, was an engraved figure.
This figure stood bare-chested, towering and mighty, holding a massive axe. Just a glance at it sent a tremor through Lin Fan’s heart, as if a powerful will had surged into his soul, forcing him to retreat.
At this moment, the Sect Leader stepped forward, placing his hand on the gate. The huge stone door rippled slightly, like water, forming an opening just large enough for a person to pass through.
“Follow me in,” the Sect Leader said, his figure gradually disappearing inside. Without hesitation, Lin Fan followed closely behind.
At this point, Lin Fan still had no idea what this place was, but he could tell it was no ordinary location.
The Sect Leader never left the Tenth Peak—could it be that he had always been guarding this place?
And judging from the current situation, was the Sect Leader about to give him something valuable?
As Lin Fan entered the dark opening, his vision turned pitch black, as if he had fallen into endless darkness. But this sensation vanished in an instant.
When Lin Fan opened his eyes and looked ahead, he was shocked to see that the Sect Leader had somehow already knelt before a statue, murmuring incantations.
The statue’s appearance was identical to the figure carved on the stone gate. What startled Lin Fan even more was that the statue’s eyes seemed lifelike, radiating a divine glow.
Given what he had experienced earlier, Lin Fan dared not directly look at the statue. He lowered his head and slowly approached, standing behind the Sect Leader.
“Master, what is this?” Lin Fan softly asked in confusion.
After chanting for a while, the Sect Leader, still kneeling, stood up. “This is the Sect’s founding ancestor. Approach the ancestor and feel it with your heart.”
“Okay…” Lin Fan didn’t understand what the Sect Leader meant, but he didn’t ask further questions and followed the Sect Leader’s example, kneeling before the statue.
After kneeling, Lin Fan didn’t feel anything unusual. The only difference was the imposing presence of the massive statue before him, which created a sense of pressure. What if the statue suddenly collapsed?
“Master, I don’t feel anything,” Lin Fan asked, tilting his head.
“Don’t speak. Focus on feeling the statue; the ancestor will guide you,” the Sect Leader replied solemnly.
Following the Sect Leader’s instructions, Lin Fan tried his best to connect with the statue. Finding kneeling uncomfortable, he eventually sat cross-legged, placing one hand on the statue and closing his eyes to focus.
Watching this, the Sect Leader wanted to say something but ultimately held back.
Time flew by, and a month quietly passed. Zhang Er’Gou’s transformation plan was in full swing, and the situation on Nameless Peak remained as usual, with no major events occurring.
Currently, the strongest combatant on Nameless Peak was Mie Qiongqi. As the sect master of the Holy Demon Sect on Nameless Peak, Lin Fan felt a sense of urgency. His cultivation had only reached the peak of the Innate Realm. Although he could rely on others to handle difficulties, he never forgot the blood feud with Canglingzhou on the other side of Donglingzhou.
“Master, I’ve managed to make Little Bai obey me,” Cai Zhiqiao cheerfully ran over from a distance, followed by a snow-white Snow King Lion cub that resembled a puppy.
This Snow King Lion cub puzzled Lin Fan. The adult Snow King Lion he had killed must have mated with some beast, as the cub gave off a strange vibe. Its face didn’t quite resemble a Snow King Lion.
At first, Lin Fan didn’t pay much attention, but one day he suddenly noticed that the cub had a pair of small white wings on its back—something Snow King Lions didn’t possess.
“Good job,” Lin Fan patted Cai Zhiqiao’s head. Although her talent was lacking, it didn’t matter. He had been enhancing her aptitude every two or three days. This professional skill was powerful, but improving aptitude was already defying fate. The higher the aptitude, the smaller the improvement effect. However, Lin Fan wasn’t in a hurry. With persistence, he believed that a peerless genius would emerge from his hands in a few years.
Cai Zhiqiao then commanded Little Bai to perform various poses in front of Lin Fan.
The Snow King Lion cub, with its big, adorable eyes, gazed at Lin Fan with a watery look, standing, doing handstands, rolling on the ground…
Lin Fan couldn’t help but laugh. If this little thing grew up and remembered its childhood antics, he wondered how it would feel.
Holy Sect, Tenth Peak.
“Sect Master, I want to go out and gain some experience,” Lin Fan thought for a long time. To become stronger, he needed to immerse himself in the vast world.
Sect Master Yan looked at Lin Fan. Honestly, he didn’t want Lin Fan to leave. Although it was somewhat selfish, the ability to instantly refine pills was extremely important to the sect. However, he knew that Lin Fan coming to him to discuss this was a sign of respect. From the moment he granted Nameless Peak to Lin Fan, Lin Fan was a free man, and no one needed to question his decisions.
“Follow me,” Sect Master Yan said without further explanation, heading deep into the hall.
Lin Fan didn’t know where Sect Master Yan was taking him. The Tenth Peak was usually off-limits to disciples, with only the sect master staying in the hall alone.
Lin Fan followed the sect master, observing the surroundings. After passing through the hall, a tall stone gate appeared before him.
The gate was ancient, steady, and exuded an intimidating aura. Carved on the gate was a figure—a man standing tall, holding a giant axe. Just one glance made Lin Fan’s heart tremble violently, as if a powerful will surged into his soul, forcing him to retreat.
At this moment, Sect Master Yan stepped forward, placing a hand on the gate. The massive stone gate rippled like water, forming a curtain-like opening just tall enough for a person.
“Follow me,” Sect Master Yan’s figure gradually disappeared into it. Without hesitation, Lin Fan followed.
By now, Lin Fan still didn’t know what this was, but he could tell it was extraordinary.
The sect master rarely left the Tenth Peak. Could it be that he had been guarding this place all along?
Moreover, judging from the current situation, was the sect master about to give him something valuable?
As Lin Fan stepped into the dark curtain, his vision went black, as if he had fallen into endless darkness, but the sensation disappeared in an instant.
When Lin Fan opened his eyes and looked ahead, he found that Sect Master Yan had already knelt before a statue, murmuring something.
The statue looked exactly like the figure on the stone gate. What terrified Lin Fan even more was that the statue’s eyes seemed alive, shimmering with divine light.
Remembering the earlier experience, Lin Fan didn’t dare to look directly at the statue. Instead, he lowered his head and slowly walked behind the sect master.
“Sect Master, what is this?” Lin Fan asked softly, puzzled.
After murmuring for a while, Sect Master Yan stood up. “This is the founding ancestor of the Holy Sect. Kneel before the ancestor and focus on your inner feelings.”
“Oh…” Lin Fan didn’t understand the sect master’s intentions, but he didn’t ask further. He knelt before the statue like the sect master.
After kneeling, Lin Fan didn’t feel anything different. The only thing that stood out was the immense size of the statue, which gave a sense of oppression. If the statue were to fall, what would happen?
“Sect Master, I don’t feel anything,” Lin Fan tilted his head and asked.
“Don’t speak. Focus on the statue. The ancestor will guide you,” Sect Master Yan said solemnly.
Lin Fan followed the sect master’s instructions, trying to focus, but found kneeling uncomfortable. Eventually, he sat cross-legged, placing a hand on the statue and closing his eyes to concentrate.
Sect Master Yan watched this scene, wanting to say something but ultimately holding back.
The Holy Sect had a history of ten thousand years. When the Profound Yellow Realm was split in two by a mysterious supreme being, the Holy Sect’s founding ancestor established the sect and began accepting disciples. Every generation’s chosen sect master had to kneel before this statue, focusing on their inner feelings to inherit the sect’s legacy.
Each new sect master inherited different aspects of the legacy, but most of it was related to cultivation techniques.
The reason Sect Master Yan brought Lin Fan here was to let him inherit the sect’s legacy. Although Lin Fan might not become the next sect master, Sect Master Yan had been observing him closely.
“What’s going on? I’ve been touching this thing for a while, but I don’t feel anything,” Lin Fan, with his eyes closed, began to complain internally. Was the sect master out of his mind? The ancestor had been dead for who knows how long, and this was just a statue. What could he possibly sense?
At this moment, Sect Master Yan, who had been watching the statue, suddenly changed his expression.
The space around the statue began to tremble slightly—a phenomenon Sect Master Yan had never seen before, nor was it recorded in the sect’s history.
“This…” Sect Master Yan’s expression changed. Although he didn’t know what was happening, he didn’t dare to act rashly and could only watch.
Lin Fan continued to complain internally, but suddenly, he found that he couldn’t move his body. An irresistible force seemed to be pulling at his consciousness.
Damn… this is bad.
At this moment, Lin Fan panicked. Consciousness was like the soul. If his consciousness was gone, he would be nothing more than a walking corpse.
Lin Fan wanted to call for help, but he couldn’t utter a word.
It seemed he could only save himself.
At this moment, Lin Fan gave it his all, trying to resist.
But the pulling force grew stronger, and soon, Lin Fan lost consciousness.
It’s over…
Each new Sect Leader inherited different legacies, most commonly cultivation techniques.
Now, the Sect Leader had brought Lin Fan here specifically for him to inherit the sect’s legacy. Although Lin Fan might not be the next Sect Leader, the Sect Leader had been secretly observing him all along.
“What the heck? I’ve been touching this for so long and still feel nothing,” Lin Fan mentally complained, thinking the Sect Leader might be crazy. After all, the ancestor had been dead for who knows how long, and this was just a statue—what was there to feel?
At that moment, the Sect Leader, who had been staring at the statue, suddenly changed expression.
The space around the statue slightly trembled—an occurrence the Sect Leader had never seen before, nor was it recorded in the sect’s history.
“This…,” the Sect Leader’s expression shifted. Although he didn’t understand the current situation, he dared not move recklessly and could only watch.
Lin Fan kept complaining in his mind when suddenly, he found his body completely immobile. An irresistible suction force seemed to be pulling his consciousness away.
Oh no… this is bad.
At this moment, panic struck Lin Fan. His consciousness was like his soul—if it vanished, he would become nothing more than a living corpse.
He wanted to scream for help, but not a single word came out.
Looks like he had to save himself.
At this moment, Lin Fan gave it his all, desperately resisting.
However, the suction force grew stronger and stronger. Soon, Lin Fan lost consciousness.
He was doomed…
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