“Senior Brother, are we really just going to leave like this?” a disciple said unwillingly.
“What else can we do?” Liu Yi Yuan had already lost his previous air of arrogance. His head drooped as he sighed repeatedly.
He hadn’t expected such an unexpected turn of events—an iron plate they had kicked straight into.
“Senior Brother, could that possibly be fake?”
After hearing this, Liu Yi Yuan sneered, “If I gave it to you, would you dare to use it?”
The disciple lowered his head in alarm. Indeed, he didn’t dare. Impersonation was a far graver crime than almost any other.
After all, Liu Yi Yuan was an inner sect disciple of the Fire Sect. He could identify the authenticity of the token, and he also knew that the person’s strength was beyond what he could handle without further testing.
“Senior Brother, are we just going to leave like this?” a disciple said unwillingly.
“What else can we do?” Liu Yiyuan, who had lost his previous arrogance, sighed repeatedly, his head hanging low.
He hadn’t expected such a turn of events, having kicked an iron plate.
“Senior Brother, could it be fake?”
Upon hearing this, Liu Yiyuan sneered, “If it were given to you, would you dare to use it?”
The disciple, frightened, lowered his head. Indeed, he wouldn’t dare. Such impersonation was more severe than any other crime.
Liu Yiyuan, after all, was an inner disciple of the Fire Path Sect and could discern the authenticity of the token. Moreover, he didn’t need to test the person’s strength to know it was beyond his capability.
Although he hadn’t used his full strength in that palm strike, the orthodox techniques of the Fire Path Sect, with their scorching flames, weren’t something just anyone could withstand with their body.
“Even though the map is gone now, we must still go and see,” Liu Yiyuan said. The purpose of their trip was to search for an item in a long-abandoned forbidden land.
They didn’t know what the item was, and it was precisely because of this unknown that they were eager to find out.
The cowhide map was something they had stumbled upon by chance. It was impossible for Liu Yiyuan to keep it to himself, as more than a dozen junior brothers had seen it. Could he possibly silence them all to keep the secret?
At that time, not only might the treasure still be unfound, but he might also have been captured and killed by the sect.
“Senior Brothers, wait for me…” Wang Hao ran from afar. Having finally managed to infiltrate the sect, how could he just give up?
Liu Yiyuan, looking at Wang Hao from a distance, frowned slightly, his face showing disdain. “Go, tell him to get lost.”
“Yes, Senior Brother,” a junior brother nodded.
The Fire Path Sect was a dream sect for many, and it was unlikely to accept any waste. Liu Yiyuan, as an inner disciple, was in charge of assessing new disciples. Wang Hao was from Mo City, which was close to the location on the cowhide map, so Liu Yiyuan had thought to use him a bit, as someone had to bear the expenses while traveling.
Now, to Liu Yiyuan, Wang Hao was of no use anymore.
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Mo City.
Lin Fan was inwardly delighted, treating the token like a treasure and placing it in his backpack. He hadn’t expected the usually useless Peak Master token to be so effective.
Having completely robbed the disciple, who didn’t even dare to make a sound, was indeed satisfying.
Standing there, Lin Fan felt the sensation of being the center of attention was truly wonderful.
The heads of the Wang and Song families, who had originally come to watch the Gong family’s misfortune, were now inwardly shocked by the sudden turn of events.
They remembered clearly what the man had just said—the Holy Sect, it was the Holy Sect.
When had the Gong family connected with the Holy Sect? And this person was the Peak Master of the eleventh peak of the Holy Sect. Although they didn’t understand what it meant, seeing the inner disciple of the Fire Path Sect being repeatedly humiliated without daring to make a sound, they could tell his status was extraordinary.
Eventually, the heads of the Wang and Song families quietly retreated, their hearts already filled with fear.
…
Gong Bingye, looking at Lin Fan’s drifting figure, felt her heart tremble slightly.
In Gong Bingye’s eyes, Lin Fan’s stature seemed to have grown even taller.
Gong Bingye knew of the Holy Sect, a transcendent sect. Even among sects, there were hierarchies, and compared to the Fire Path Sect, the Holy Sect was in a completely different league.
Gong Bingye didn’t retreat because of the gap in status between her and Lin Fan; instead, it made her desire to conquer him even more, or even to stay by his side.
Since ancient times, heroes love beauties, and beauties naturally love heroes more.
The lack of an emotional foundation wasn’t scary, as it would develop over time.
At that moment, Lin Fan stood still, allowing the crowd to admire his divine appearance. Revealing his identity had been a last resort.
Seeing the awe in the eyes of the surrounding onlookers, Lin Fan’s heart was greatly satisfied.
Then, noticing Wang Hu lying on the ground, Lin Fan’s eyebrows twitched, and he immediately stepped forward, muttering to himself.
“The injuries are severe, and he’s barely hanging on, but with me here, I can ensure his safety.”
The surrounding crowd, hearing this, exchanged glances. They could also see that Wang Hu’s injuries were severe, with blood all over the ground, indicating internal damage.
At that moment, Lin Fan held a pill in his hand.
This pill was a healing pill Lin Fan had concocted in his spare time, of a high grade that ordinary people couldn’t produce.
“This Nine Blood Pill should be able to heal your injuries,” Lin Fan’s voice wasn’t loud, but it was heard by everyone present.
Some of the wandering cultivators present had some knowledge and had heard of the Nine Blood Pill, exclaiming in surprise.
“This is actually the Nine Blood Pill.”
“What? Isn’t that the divine pill that can cure any injury?”
“In large trading houses, the Nine Blood Pill is priceless and hard to come by.”
“To think this person casually took out a Nine Blood Pill as a healing pill.”
…
Lin Fan, hearing the voices of the wandering cultivators around him, felt even more satisfied. For Lin Fan, what he wanted was this kind of astonished reaction.
Gong Bingye, looking at Lin Fan, saw his peerless face relax slightly, and an indescribable feeling arose in her heart.
It seemed as if this great man before her liked… that kind of feeling.
At that moment, Gong Bingye chuckled softly in her heart, as if something she had been unsure of before was now filled with certainty.
“Great man, this Nine Blood Pill is something our Gong family couldn’t afford even if we spent everything…” Gong Bingye’s stunning face showed a look of shock.
Lin Fan, who was about to give the pill to Wang Hu, trembled slightly upon hearing Gong Bingye’s words, also feeling a bit puzzled. Was this pill really that valuable?
Although the materials for concocting it were numerous, some were indeed precious, but it couldn’t be that extreme.
But thinking about it, within the sect, there was no comparison. Now that Gong Bingye had mentioned it, Lin Fan chuckled lightly, appearing indifferent.
“No matter, it’s just a pill. If it’s gone, I can concoct more.”
This statement showcased Lin Fan’s disregard for the Nine Blood Pill, while also expressing that he was the one who concocted these pills, so everything was under control.
Indeed, after Lin Fan said this, the scene was instantly filled with shock and admiration.
And Gong Bingye, as if confirming her thoughts, showed a faint smile on her face.
After Lin Fan administered the pill to Wang Hu, he then approached Gong Bingye and took her arm.
“Come with me inside.”
Gong Bingye’s cheeks flushed, her heart pounding like a deer.
So soon, I’m not ready yet…
The wandering cultivators watching from the outside also laughed, feeling that the Gong family was about to rise to prominence.
Some who were familiar with the Gong family head inwardly cheered.
Better to have a daughter than a son… Gong family head, you’ve indeed raised a fine daughter.
“Even though we’ve lost the map now, we must still go and take a look,” Liu Yi Yuan said. Their original purpose for coming here was to search for an item within an abandoned forbidden area.
They didn’t know exactly what this item was, but precisely because of that uncertainty, they were eager to find out.
That ox-hide map had been obtained through sheer chance. Liu Yi Yuan had no way of keeping it for himself. More than ten junior brothers had already seen the map—how could he possibly kill them all to keep the secret?
At that time, they hadn’t even found the treasure yet, and they might have been captured and killed by the sect instead.
“Senior Brothers, wait for me…” At that moment, Wang Hao came running from afar. He had worked hard to infiltrate the sect and certainly wouldn’t give up now.
Liu Yi Yuan looked at Wang Hao from a distance, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, showing disdain. “Go, tell him to scram.”
“Yes, Senior Brother.” One of the juniors nodded.
The Fire Sect was a sect everyone dreamed of joining—never would they accept useless individuals. As an inner sect disciple, Liu Yi Yuan was in charge of evaluating new disciples. Wang Hao came from Mo City, which was very close to the location marked on the ox-hide map. That was why Liu Yi Yuan had wanted to use him slightly, since someone had to bear the costs of traveling and other expenses.
Now, Wang Hao was of no further use to Liu Yi Yuan.
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Mo City.
Lin Fan was secretly delighted at this moment, carefully placing the token into his backpack like a treasure. He hadn’t expected that the Peak Leader’s token, which seemed useless before, would prove so effective.
He had robbed that disciple completely, and the latter hadn’t even dared to utter a word. It was quite satisfying indeed.
At that moment, standing there, the feeling of being the center of everyone’s attention was simply wonderful.
The heads of the Wang and Song families originally wanted to watch the Gong family’s embarrassment, but now, with this sudden development, both were deeply shaken.
They remembered clearly what that person had just said—Holy Sect, that was the Holy Sect!
Since when had the Gong family connected with the Holy Sect? And this person was even the leader of the eleventh peak of the Holy Sect. Although they didn’t fully understand the meaning, they could tell from the Fire Sect’s inner disciple being repeatedly humiliated and not daring to utter a word that this person’s status was definitely extraordinary.
In the end, the heads of the Wang and Song families quietly retreated, their hearts already filled with fear.
…
Gong Bingye looked at Lin Fan’s graceful retreating figure, her heart suddenly trembling.
In Gong Bingye’s eyes, Lin Fan’s figure seemed even taller now.
Gong Bingye knew about the Holy Sect—it was an extremely powerful sect. Even sects had different levels, and compared to the Holy Sect, the Fire Sect was like heaven and earth apart.
Rather than retreating because of the gap in status between herself and Lin Fan, Gong Bingye instead felt a desire to conquer him, or even better, to stay by his side.
Since ancient times, heroes love beauties, and beauties naturally love heroes more.
Lacking a foundation of affection wasn’t scary, after all, it could develop in the future.
At this moment, Lin Fan stood there motionless, letting everyone admire his divine presence. He had revealed his identity just now out of necessity.
Looking at the reverent expressions of the surrounding crowd, Lin Fan’s heart was filled with great satisfaction.
Then, when he saw Wang Hu lying on the ground, Lin Fan’s eyebrows moved. He immediately stepped forward and muttered to himself.
“His injuries are very serious; he barely has a breath left. But with me here, I can naturally ensure your safety.”
The surrounding crowd, upon hearing this, looked at each other in surprise. They could naturally tell that Wang Hu’s injuries were grave, with blood covering the ground—he must have been severely injured internally.
At this moment, Lin Fan held a pill in his hand.
This pill was one of the healing pills Lin Fan had casually made when he was bored. Its grade was naturally very high; ordinary people couldn’t even produce such a pill.
“This Nine Blood Pill should be able to heal your wounds,” Lin Fan said softly, yet his voice reached everyone present.
Among the onlookers, some wandering cultivators had enough experience to have at least heard of the Nine Blood Pill. Now they cried out in astonishment.
“This is actually a Nine Blood Pill!”
“What? Could it be that miraculous pill that can heal any injury?”
“In major trading houses, the Nine Blood Pill is priceless!”
“Who would have thought that the healing pill this person casually took out would be a Nine Blood Pill!”
…
Hearing the voices of the wandering cultivators, Lin Fan’s heart was filled with even greater satisfaction. For Lin Fan, what he wanted most was precisely these exclamations of admiration.
Gong Bingye looked at Lin Fan, her exquisite face slightly relaxed, yet her heart stirred with an indescribable feeling.
It was as if she had fallen for this man before her… that kind of feeling.
At this moment, Gong Bingye smiled inwardly, as if something she previously felt uncertain about was now filled with confidence.
“Lord, this Nine Blood Pill is something our Gong family couldn’t afford even if we spent everything we had…” Gong Bingye’s beautiful face showed astonishment.
Lin Fan had originally been about to give the pill to Wang Hu when he heard Gong Bingye’s words and felt a tremor in his heart, also somewhat puzzled—could this pill really be that valuable?
Although the ingredients required for refining it were quite a lot and some were indeed precious, he hadn’t expected it to be this expensive.
However, thinking that he hadn’t had a proper comparison within the sect, and since Gong Bingye had now spoken up, Lin Fan smiled faintly, showing an air of indifference.
“No problem, it’s just a pill. If this one is gone, I can make more.”
This sentence displayed Lin Fan’s nonchalance toward the Nine Blood Pill while also implying that these pills were all refined by himself—nothing was a problem.
Indeed, after Lin Fan said this, the entire scene was instantly filled with shock and admiration.
Gong Bingye also seemed to have confirmed her thoughts, a faint smile appearing on her face.
After Lin Fan gave the pill to Wang Hu to swallow, he then walked to Gong Bingye, gently taking her arm.
“You, come with me inside.”
Gong Bingye’s pretty face turned slightly red, her heart racing like a startled deer.
So soon? I haven’t even prepared myself yet…
The surrounding crowd of wandering cultivators smiled knowingly, feeling that the Gong family was about to rise to prominence.
Some wandering cultivators who were familiar with the Gong family head exclaimed inwardly.
“A son may not be as good as a daughter… Master Gong, you’ve truly raised an excellent daughter!”
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