“Ding, congratulations on defeating a powerful expert at the peak of the Great Heaven Stage.”
“Ding, congratulations on gaining one and a half billion experience points.”
“Ding, congratulations on successfully refining sixteen Rule Chains.”
“Ding, congratulations on defeating a supreme powerhouse at the peak of the Great Heaven Realm.”
“Ding, congratulations on gaining 1.5 billion experience points.”
“Ding, congratulations on successfully refining sixteen chains of rules.”
Lin Fan was astonished to find that Han Yongyi had condensed a terrifying sixteen chains of rules. No wonder the Sacred Sect was nearly overrun. With just this one person, who had ambushed and severely injured Sect Master Yan, the entire Sacred Sect was essentially at his mercy.
Looking at the disciples, some were visibly excited while others were deeply sorrowful. Lin Fan sighed. Although he had arrived in time, some had already perished, beyond saving.
“Sect Master…” Zhang Er Gou looked at Lin Fan, tears streaming down his face.
Lin Fan nodded and then gently patted Zhi Qiao’s head.
“Sect Master, please save the junior brothers,” Zhang Er Gou urgently pleaded.
Lin Fan approached Feng Bu Jue and Tian Yu, checking their injuries. They were critical, but at least they still had a breath of life left.
The vitality of the Phoenix Divine Tree had been used once before and couldn’t be excessively utilized again. However, drawing out some of its life force and infusing it into pills should be feasible.
With a flip of his hand, various herbs flew into his palm.
“One thought, one pill.”
Pills tumbled in the flames, and soon a large number of them shot out. Lin Fan took two and had Feng Bu Jue and Tian Yu consume them. The effect was indeed remarkable, and they quickly showed signs of improvement.
The Phoenix Divine Tree truly lived up to its divine reputation.
“Er Gou, take this pill and give it to Mie Qiong Qi immediately,” Lin Fan instructed.
“Yes,” Zhang Er Gou nodded.
“Master, please save Xiao Bai and Sister Gong,” Zhi Qiao pleaded.
Lin Fan looked at the Snow King Lion in Zhi Qiao’s arms. Its injuries were severe, but fortunately, the beast’s life force was incredibly strong. Moreover, the Snow King Lion’s bloodline had shown signs of ancestral reversion, enhancing its vitality even further. After feeding it a pill, it gradually began to recover.
“Sister Gong?” Lin Fan was momentarily puzzled. Who was this Sister Gong? But when he saw the figure lying in a pool of blood, he was taken aback.
She looked so familiar.
Ah, it was that person from Mo City.
But why was she in the Sacred Sect? And how had she become so close to Zhi Qiao?
Lin Fan’s mind raced with questions. Had she come to the Sacred Sect, perhaps fabricating stories to gain benefits using her identity?
At that moment, he pondered whether to save her or to deceive Zhi Qiao, opting for temporary pain rather than leaving a potential threat by their side.
“Master, please save Sister Gong. She pushed me out of harm’s way, which is why I’m unharmed,” Zhi Qiao urged, her spirits lifted by Xiao Bai’s recovery but still worried about Sister Gong.
Lin Fan nodded, patting Zhi Qiao’s head. Fine, after saving her, he would ensure she left.
Looking at Gong Bingye’s stunning yet pale face, her delicate body marred by a piercing wound that even revealed her pulsating internal organs, Lin Fan couldn’t help but admire her luck. She had narrowly missed a fatal injury.
After administering the pill, Zhi Qiao stayed by Gong Bingye’s side.
Lin Fan then approached the sect master and the elders, handing them the pills.
“These will help you recover faster,” Lin Fan said.
The sect master took the pill and shook his head slightly. “Ah, it’s no use. Our injuries…”
Sect Master Yan’s words trailed off as he was struck by the sheer intensity of the life force within the pill, something he had never encountered before.
It rivaled even the most potent healing elixirs.
But they had all witnessed Lin Fan’s alchemy. How could he have concocted such a pill in such a short time? Were the herbs exceptionally rare? Yet they had seen the herbs he used—common ones, with the most valuable being a single spiritual herb.
Baffled, they swallowed the pills, and immediately, a surge of life force spread through their bodies, repairing the damage.
“You, kid, what kind of adventures have you had out there? Your strength has skyrocketed,” the Wuyai Elder, whose pallor was gradually replaced by a healthy flush, expressed his astonishment at Lin Fan’s rapid growth.
Just half a year ago, Lin Fan had been gravely injured during a teleportation from Cangling Continent. Who could have imagined that in just six months, his strength would reach such heights.
“Ah, what good is increased strength when the sect has suffered such losses,” Lin Fan lamented.
“Ah, junior sister…” The others shook their heads in sorrow, deeply pained by her death.
“What happened?” Lin Fan asked.
Wuyai shook his head and informed Lin Fan of the death of the Jialan Peak elder. Upon hearing this, Lin Fan fell silent, his gaze turning to the disciples of Jialan Peak.
Especially Mu Bingyan’s lost expression, which was heartbreaking.
Lin Fan walked towards the Jialan Peak disciples. Some female disciples respectfully greeted him as “Uncle Master.”
Lin Fan nodded in acknowledgment and then approached Mu Bingyan.
“Accept my condolences. Jialan Peak will need to rely on you from now on,” Lin Fan said, unsure of what else to say but understanding the pain of losing someone dear.
“Thank you, Uncle Master,” Mu Bingyan nodded, though Lin Fan could see tears welling up in her eyes. As the peak master of Jialan Peak, she knew she had to stay strong.
“If you need anything in the future, you can come to Nameless Peak to find me,” Lin Fan could only offer this much. The path ahead would have to be walked by Mu Bingyan herself.
However, Lin Fan knew that this event would bring about changes within the Sacred Sect, motivating every disciple to strive harder.
In the face of absolute power, everyone had for the first time realized how insignificant they were.
The competition for the strongest disciple in the sect no longer interested Lin Fan.
He had already passed that stage. Now, his focus was on uncovering the truth behind these events.
…
This incident was a blow to the Sacred Sect, but for Xin Feng, it was a wake-up call, leaving him uncertain about the future.
“Brother Feng,” Lin Fan looked at Xin Feng, who stood there dazed, unsure of what to say.
“Brother Lin, I understand,” Xin Feng nodded, aware that this was a disaster for the Nine Heavens Sect.
“From now on, the Nine Heavens Sect will have to rely on you alone,” Lin Fan knew that after this, the Nine Heavens Sect would likely fall from its peak status to one of the lowest sects.
This was unbearable for any sect.
All their top combatants had perished.
Now, Xin Feng was probably the strongest in the Nine Heavens Sect.
But such strength was insufficient to uphold a sect.
“I know. No matter what, I cannot let the Nine Heavens Sect disappear. I will pull myself together. But I want to know why the sect master and the others turned out this way,” Xin Feng was still puzzled. The once-respected sect master had changed so drastically.
“I can only tell you that an evil force possessed them. But I don’t know the true source. However, I will continue to investigate and uncover the origin of all this,” Lin Fan said.
“Thank you, Brother Lin. I must return to the sect. As long as the Nine Heavens Sect exists, we will take responsibility for this incident,” Xin Feng’s heart felt slightly better, knowing that the sect master was still the person he respected, only corrupted by evil. Otherwise, it would have been a devastating blow.
“Remember to inform me if anything happens,” Lin Fan patted Xin Feng’s shoulder.
“Understood.”
…
Finally, Xin Feng left. The Sacred Sect entered a phase of reorganization.
Construction teams began their work, and the bodies of the fallen disciples were collected.
They had died defending the sect, and thus their memorial tablets would be placed in the sect’s ancestral hall.
This was the only solace they could offer.
…
Looking at the disciples, some wore excited expressions while others appeared sorrowful. Lin Fan sighed. Although he had arrived in time, some had already died and could not be saved.
“Sect Leader…” Zhang Erdou looked at Lin Fan, so moved he began to cry.
Lin Fan nodded, then gently patted Zhiqiao’s head.
“Sect Leader, please hurry and save the junior disciples,” Zhang Erdou urged anxiously.
Lin Fan approached Feng Buju and Tianyu, checking their injuries. They were critical, but still clinging to life.
The divine tree’s life force had been used by him previously and couldn’t be recklessly expended, but he could channel some into medicinal pills, which should suffice.
He flipped his palm, and numerous herbs flew into his hand.
“One thought, and the pills are formed.”
A series of pills rolled in flames before flying outward. He took two and had Feng Buju and Tianyu swallow them. The effects were immediate, and their conditions improved quickly.
Indeed, the divine tree lived up to its reputation as a sacred treasure.
“Erdou, quickly take this pill and give it to Mie Qiong,” Lin Fan instructed.
“Yes,” Zhang Erdou nodded.
“Master, please hurry and save Xiao Bai and Palace Sister,” Zhiqiao urged.
Lin Fan looked at the Snow King Lion in Zhiqiao’s arms. Its injuries were severe but survivable. As a fierce beast, it had an extremely strong vitality. Moreover, its bloodline showed signs of atavism, making its life force even stronger. Lin Fan fed it a pill, and it gradually began to recover.
“Palace Sister?” Lin Fan asked, puzzled. He hadn’t heard of a “Palace Sister” before. However, when he saw the figure lying in a pool of blood, he was startled.
This face looked very familiar.
Right, it was that person from Mo City.
But how had this person ended up at the Holy Sect? And why was she so close to Zhiqiao?
Countless thoughts raced through Lin Fan’s mind. Had this person come to the Holy Sect using his identity, fabricating stories to gain benefits?
At this moment, he hesitated, wondering whether he should save her or deceive Zhiqiao temporarily—better brief pain than leaving a potential threat behind.
“Master, please hurry and save Palace Sister. She pushed me aside, so I’m fine,” Zhiqiao said, her mood brightening after seeing Xiao Bai recover. But seeing Palace Sister still unconscious made her heart heavy.
Lin Fan nodded and gently patted Zhiqiao’s head. Fine, he would save her, then ask her to leave afterward.
Looking at Gong Bingye’s beautiful but now pale face, Lin Fan noticed the piercing wound on her delicate body, even glimpsing her pulsating organs.
“Lucky for you, it didn’t hit a vital spot,” Lin Fan couldn’t help but admire her fortune—it had been a near miss.
After administering the pill, Zhiqiao stayed by Gong Bingye’s side.
Lin Fan then approached the Sect Leader and elders, offering them the pills.
“This will help you recover faster,” Lin Fan said.
The Sect Leader took the pill, shaking his head slightly. “Sigh, it’s no use. Our injuries…”
Before the Sect Leader could finish, he suddenly froze. The vitality within this pill was incredibly strong, unlike anything he had ever seen.
It rivaled the most potent healing pills.
But they had all witnessed Lin Fan’s pill refining just moments ago. How could he have created such a pill in such a short time?
Could it be the herbs were extremely rare? But they had seen the herbs he used—they were common, with the most valuable being just a single Lingcao plant.
Unable to comprehend it, they swallowed the pills. Immediately, a surge of life force spread through their bodies, repairing the internal damage.
“You young man, what kind of extraordinary encounters have you had while you were away? Your power has increased far too quickly,” Elder Wuya, whose face had previously been pale, now regained a rosy hue. He was astonished by Lin Fan’s strength.
“Ding, congratulations on defeating a supreme peak realm expert.”
“Ding, congratulations on gaining 1.5 billion experience points.”
“Ding, congratulations on successfully refining sixteen chains of rules.”
Lin Fan was astonished to find that Han Yongyi had condensed a terrifying sixteen chains of rules. No wonder the Sacred Sect was nearly overrun. This single individual had ambushed and severely injured Sect Leader Yan, making the entire Sacred Sect essentially powerless against him.
Looking at the disciples, some were visibly excited while others were deeply sorrowful. Lin Fan sighed. Although he had arrived in time, some had already perished, beyond rescue.
“Sect Leader…” Zhang Er Gou looked at Lin Fan, tears streaming down his face.
Lin Fan nodded and then gently patted Zhi Qiao’s head.
“Sect Leader, please save our junior brothers,” Zhang Er Gou urgently pleaded.
Lin Fan approached Feng Bu Jue and Tian Yu, checking their injuries. They were critical but still clinging to life.
The vitality of the Wutong Divine Tree had been used once before and couldn’t be excessively utilized. However, extracting some of its life force and infusing it into pills should be feasible.
With a flip of his hand, various herbs flew into his palm.
“Instant Alchemy.”
Pills tumbled in the flames, and soon, a multitude of pills shot out. Lin Fan took two and had Feng Bu Jue and Tian Yu consume them. The effect was remarkable, and their conditions improved rapidly.
The Wutong Divine Tree truly lived up to its divine reputation.
“Er Gou, take this pill and give it to Mie Qiong Qi immediately,” Lin Fan instructed.
“Yes,” Zhang Er Gou nodded.
“Master, please save Xiao Bai and Sister Gong,” Zhi Qiao pleaded.
Lin Fan looked at the Snow King Lion in Zhi Qiao’s arms. It was severely injured, but its life force was incredibly strong, especially with the ancestral bloodline awakening. After feeding it a pill, it gradually recovered.
“Sister Gong?” Lin Fan was momentarily puzzled. Who was this Sister Gong? But when he saw the figure lying in a pool of blood, he was stunned.
She looked so familiar.
Ah, it was that person from Mo City.
But why was she in the Sacred Sect? And how had she become so close to Zhi Qiao?
Lin Fan’s mind raced. Had she come to the Sacred Sect, fabricated a story using her identity, and sought benefits here?
He pondered whether to save her or deceive Zhi Qiao, opting for temporary pain rather than leaving a potential threat.
“Master, please save Sister Gong. She pushed me out of harm’s way, and that’s why I’m unharmed,” Zhi Qiao urged, her spirits lifted by Xiao Bai’s recovery but saddened by Sister Gong’s unconscious state.
Lin Fan nodded, patting Zhi Qiao’s head. Fine, he would save her and then have her leave.
Looking at Gong Bingye’s stunning yet pale face, her delicate body bore a penetrating wound, even revealing pulsating internal organs.
“You’re lucky it missed the vital points,” Lin Fan had to admire her fortune, missing by a hair’s breadth.
After administering the pill, Zhi Qiao stayed by Gong Bingye’s side.
Lin Fan then approached the sect leader and elders, handing them the pills.
“These will speed up your recovery,” Lin Fan said.
The sect leader took the pill, shaking his head slightly. “Ah, it’s no use. Our injuries…”
Sect Leader Yan’s words trailed off as he was stunned by the immense life force within the pill, something he had never encountered before.
It rivaled even the most potent healing elixirs.
But they had all witnessed Lin Fan’s alchemy. How could he produce such a pill in such a short time?
Were the herbs exceptionally rare? Yet they had seen the herbs, all common, with the most precious being a single spiritual herb.
Unable to comprehend, they swallowed the pills, and a surge of life force spread through their bodies, repairing the damage.
“You’ve had quite the adventure, haven’t you? Your strength has increased so rapidly,” Elder Wuya, whose pale complexion was gradually regaining color, expressed his astonishment at Lin Fan’s power.
Just half a year ago, Lin Fan had been severely injured and teleported from Cangling Continent. Who could have imagined that in half a year, he would become so formidable?
“Ah, what good is increased strength when the sect has suffered such losses,” Lin Fan lamented.
“Ah, junior sister…” Everyone shook their heads in sorrow, deeply pained by her death.
“What happened?” Lin Fan asked.
Wuya shook his head, informing Lin Fan of the death of the Jialan Peak elder. Lin Fan fell silent, looking towards the Jialan Peak disciples.
Especially Mu Bingyan’s lost expression, which was heartbreaking.
Lin Fan walked towards the Jialan Peak disciples. Some female disciples respectfully greeted him as “Uncle Master.”
Lin Fan nodded in acknowledgment and then approached Mu Bingyan.
“Accept my condolences. Jialan Peak will need to rely on you now,” Lin Fan said, unsure of what else to say but understanding the pain of losing someone dear.
“Thank you, Uncle Master,” Mu Bingyan nodded, but Lin Fan could see tears welling up in her eyes. As the peak master, she knew she had to remain strong.
“If you need anything in the future, you can come to Nameless Peak to find me,” Lin Fan could only offer this. The path ahead would be up to Mu Bingyan.
However, Lin Fan knew that this event would bring changes to the Sacred Sect, motivating every disciple to strive harder.
In the face of absolute power, everyone had felt their insignificance for the first time.
Lin Fan had no interest in the competition for the strongest disciple anymore.
He had moved past that stage. Now, his focus was on uncovering the truth behind these events.
…
This incident was a blow to the Sacred Sect, but for Xin Feng, it was a wake-up call, leaving him uncertain about the future.
“Brother Feng,” Lin Fan looked at Xin Feng, who stood there dazed, unsure of what to say.
“Brother Lin, I understand,” Xin Feng nodded, knowing this was a disaster for the Nine Heavens Sect.
“From now on, the Nine Heavens Sect will depend on you,” Lin Fan knew that after this, the Nine Heavens Sect would likely fall from its peak status to the lowest tier.
This was unbearable for any sect.
All the top fighters had perished.
Now, Xin Feng was probably the strongest in the Nine Heavens Sect.
But such strength was insufficient to uphold a sect.
“I know. No matter what, I cannot let the Nine Heavens Sect disappear. I will pull myself together. I just want to know why the sect leader and others turned out this way,” Xin Feng was still puzzled. The once-respected sect leader had become like this.
“I can only tell you that an evil force possessed them. I don’t know the true source, but I will continue to investigate and uncover the origin of all this,” Lin Fan said.
“Thank you, Brother Lin. I must return to the sect. As long as the Nine Heavens Sect exists, we will take responsibility for this incident,” Xin Feng’s heart felt slightly better, knowing that the sect leader was still the one he respected, only corrupted by evil. Otherwise, it would have been a devastating blow.
“Remember to inform me if anything happens,” Lin Fan patted Xin Feng’s shoulder.
“Yes.”
…
Finally, Xin Feng left, and the Sacred Sect entered a state of reorganization.
The construction demons began their busy work, and the bodies of the fallen disciples were collected.
They had died defending the sect, so their memorial tablets would be placed in the sect’s ancestral hall.
This was the only consolation for them.
…
“Sigh, what’s the use of growing stronger? The sect still suffered great losses,” Lin Fan lamented.
“Sigh, my junior apprentice sister…” Everyone shook their heads helplessly, deeply pained by her death.
“What happened?” Lin Fan asked.
Elder Wuya shook his head and informed Lin Fan of Elder Jialan Peak’s death. Lin Fan fell silent upon hearing the news, looking at the disciples of Jialan Peak.
Especially Mu Bingshan’s dazed expression, which tugged at everyone’s hearts.
Lin Fan walked toward the Jialan Peak disciples. Some female disciples, upon seeing him, respectfully called him “Senior Apprentice Uncle.”
Lin Fan nodded to each of them, then approached Mu Bingshan.
“Please accept my condolences. The Jialan Peak will rely on you from now on,” Lin Fan didn’t know what else to say, but he understood the pain of losing someone important.
“Yes, thank you, Senior Apprentice Uncle,” Mu Bingshan nodded. But Lin Fan could see tears welling up in her eyes. However, as the new leader of Jialan Peak, she knew she must remain strong.
“If you need anything in the future, you can come find me at Wuming Peak,” Lin Fan could only say this much. As for the road ahead, it would still be up to Mu Bingshan.
However, Lin Fan knew that this incident would change the Holy Sect, motivating every disciple to strive harder.
For the first time, everyone realized how insignificant they were compared to absolute power.
Lin Fan no longer had any interest in the competition among disciples for the title of strongest.
Because he had already passed that stage. Now, he needed to uncover the truth behind everything.
…
For the Holy Sect, this incident was undoubtedly a blow. But for Xin Feng, it was like a thunderclap, leaving him dazed and uncertain about the future.
“Brother Feng,” Lin Fan looked at the stunned Xin Feng, unsure of what to say.
“Lin Brother, I understand,” Xin Feng nodded. He knew this was a catastrophe for the Jiuxiao Sect.
“After this, the Jiuxiao Sect will have to rely on you alone,” Lin Fan knew that after this incident, the Jiuxiao Sect would fall from its peak to the lowest tier sect.
For any sect, this was an unbearable fate.
Their highest fighters were all dead.
Now, among the Jiuxiao Sect, only Xin Feng remained as the strongest.
But with such power, he couldn’t possibly sustain an entire sect.
“I know. No matter what, I won’t let the Jiuxiao Sect perish. I will recover, but I must understand why the Sect Leader and others became like this,” Xin Feng couldn’t stop thinking about it. Once revered as the Sect Leader, why had he become this way?
“I can only tell you that an evil force possessed them, but I don’t know who the true source is. However, I will investigate and trace the origin of all this,” Lin Fan said.
“Understood, Lin Brother. I need to return to the sect now. As long as the Jiuxiao Sect survives, we will take responsibility for this incident,” Xin Feng’s heart felt slightly better. At least the Sect Leader was still the Sect Leader in his heart, only changed because of the possession. Otherwise, this would be a devastating blow to Xin Feng.
“If anything happens, remember to inform me,” Lin Fan patted Xin Feng’s shoulder.
“Understood.”
…
Eventually, Xin Feng left, and the Holy Sect entered a period of reorganization.
The construction workers began their tasks, and the bodies of the fallen disciples were gathered.
They had died defending the sect, so their spirits would be enshrined in the sect’s ancestral hall.
This was the only solace they could offer.
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