Chapter 303: Truly Enviable

Unnamed Peak.

Lin Fan and the others stood there, somewhat stunned, staring at the scene before them.

What the heck was going on?

Right in front of them, Mie Qiongqi’s body floated midair, wrapped in a chain of cosmic law. The chain coiled around his body, one end disappearing into the void, only to emerge from the other side and continue its endless winding around him.

“Er Gou, what’s going on here?” Lin Fan asked, puzzled by the sight.

Zhang Er Gou shook his head, equally bewildered. “Master, I don’t know either. I just fed the pill to my junior brother, and suddenly a whirlwind erupted from his body. Then my junior brother just floated up into the air like that.”

Zhang Er Gou had been half-scared to death just now, thinking something had happened to his junior brother. Although Mie Qiongqi was generally cold toward the group, Zhang Er Gou had seen through it—he was a person with a cold exterior but a warm heart, and had been very kind to them, especially evident when he risked his life to save the youngest female disciple.

This aura was quite powerful.

Lin Fan furrowed his brows slightly. Mie Qiongqi’s current aura was extremely strong, as if some mysterious power was circulating within his body.

Moreover, the chain of cosmic law was currently tempering Mie Qiongqi’s body.

Damn, how long had it been since he’d left? How could things have changed so drastically upon his return?

Just a short while ago, Mie Qiongqi had been barely alive after a brutal beating. Who would have guessed he would cross a major cultivation threshold like this?

“Senior Mie’s aura clearly indicates a breakthrough, but why is he still unconscious?” Tianyu frowned, a rare sight for him.

Lin Fan knew that Mie Qiongqi practiced an extremely powerful cultivation technique—

*The Undying and Unvanishing*.

Just from the name, one could tell how formidable this technique was. Lin Fan had wanted to learn it himself, but unfortunately, although Mie Qiongqi could practice it, he was unable to explain it to others.

Lin Fan sighed slightly, resigned to the idea that it must be a unique technique. But that was fine—Mie Qiongqi was a disciple of Holy Demon Sect, and thus, ultimately on their side.

At present, the Holy Demon Sect lacked a powerful expert to act as its guardian.

Mie Qiongqi was the perfect candidate.

Suddenly, a terrifying aura erupted from Mie Qiongqi, thickening the very air of the void.

“Kill…”

Mie Qiongqi roared, his voice shaking the heavens. That single word, “kill,” seemed to carry countless emotions. Zhang Er Gou and the others’ expressions changed instantly, as if a scene were unfolding within their minds.

Lin Fan coughed lightly. Within that single “kill,” there was a force of will. Those with insufficient cultivation could easily be overwhelmed and fall into illusions.

Just as Zhang Er Gou and the others began to fall into the trance, a thunderous sound exploded in their minds, snapping them back to reality.

“Master, is junior brother going to be okay?” Zhang Er Gou asked, concerned. What was that vision in his mind just now? He had nearly been consumed by that killing intent.

“He’ll be fine. You guys were the ones in danger just now. Anyway, let him keep shouting. Everyone, get to work and have the Earth Demons rebuild the damaged areas,” Lin Fan said.

“Okay,” everyone nodded and stopped worrying about Mie Qiongqi, who was still floating in midair, and went about their tasks.

From morning to night, Mie Qiongqi kept shouting, “Kill! Kill! Kill!”

Feng Bu Jue looked at his floating junior brother in the sky and sighed. “Senior Brother, do you think junior brother has gone mad? Why is he shouting ‘kill’ all the time? Could he be imagining some old enemy?”

Zhang Er Gou blinked. “Who knows? Maybe it’s just his age. Perhaps, as Master said, it’s his adolescence.”

“What’s adolescence?”

“I don’t know either. Master said it’s a surge of hormones.”

“What are hormones?”

“Go ask the Master yourself. I don’t know either. Master called me over, so scram.” Zhang Er Gou shooed Feng Bu Jue away. This junior brother was so annoying, always asking what everything meant.

At night, the Earth Demons worked tirelessly to repair Unnamed Peak, while loud noises from below indicated that repairs were ongoing there as well.

The only thing troubling Lin Fan now was Princess Gong Bingye. How had she found her way here? And judging from her demeanor, she seemed to get along pretty well with Zhang Er Gou and the others.

Damn, what had happened during the few months he’d been away?

“Master, I’m here,” Zhang Er Gou called softly from outside the door.

“Come in,” Lin Fan replied.

Although Zhang Er Gou wasn’t exactly sure why the Master had summoned him, he had a pretty good idea—it must be about Miss Gong.

True enough, Lin Fan got straight to the point, asking about Gong Bingye. Zhang Er Gou answered every question, also updating Lin Fan on recent changes at Unnamed Peak.

After hearing Zhang Er Gou’s account, Lin Fan felt a bit helpless.

He’d heard of forced marriages and women being taken as consorts, but never of a woman willingly showing up on her own.

“Master, I have something to say, but I don’t know if I should,” Zhang Er Gou hesitated, as if he had much to say but couldn’t find the words.

“Speak up. Don’t beat around the bush,” Lin Fan said. After months apart, Zhang Er Gou had become so hesitant—had he changed his personality?

“Master, you know, you’re not young anymore, and the sect is growing fast. We really need a sect mistress. Ideally, we’d have a junior sect leader within the year. Me and the brothers have checked—Miss Gong is as beautiful as a celestial fairy, with a perfect figure. As the elders back home say, a woman with wide hips can bear children…”

Before Zhang Er Gou could finish, he suddenly felt a deadly aura lock onto him. He startled, then felt a heavy kick land on his backside, sending him flying through the door.

“Get out! Looks like I haven’t disciplined you guys in a while, and now you’re getting too bold,” Lin Fan laughed as he kicked Zhang Er Gou in the butt.

Zhang Er Gou cried out in pain, tumbling outside. Upon hearing the word “discipline,” he was even more terrified. Holding his sore backside, he quickly fled.

“No way, absolutely not! Why kick my butt? After all, I am your appointed senior disciple of the sect. Me and the brothers think she’s great.”

“Still talking?”

“I won’t, I won’t…” Zhang Er Gou quickly ran off.

The next day.

Mie Qiongqi had been howling in midair all night. At dawn, a powerful aura erupted from him, shaking the void with two chains of cosmic law.

Zhang Er Gou and the others were still asleep when the noise woke them. Upon looking out, they were stunned once again.

At this moment, Mie Qiongqi looked like the monk from the *Dark Journey to the West*—bald, his upper body shirt torn, covered in countless mysterious black runes. Two black chains of cosmic law intertwined around his body, continuously flowing.

Then the light intensified, sinking into his body.

“Damn, showing off more than me,” Lin Fan narrowed his eyes. That look had to be admitted—was pretty cool.

At this moment, Mie Qiongqi opened his eyes, a sharp light sweeping across the heavens and earth, slightly shaking the void.

He had comprehended the power of cosmic law and formed chains of cosmic law.

He had reached the Grand Heaven Realm.

“This quickly reaching the Grand Heaven Realm and forging two chains of cosmic law—this progress is too fast. Could this *Undying and Unvanishing* technique really be that incredible?” Lin Fan muttered to himself, filled with envy.

How many cultivators struggled to comprehend cosmic law even after reaching the Grand Heaven Realm, then slowly forged chains of cosmic law.

But Mie Qiongqi had forged two chains overnight. And judging from their appearance, these chains seemed extraordinary.

Mie Qiongqi descended from the sky, his face lighting up upon seeing the sect leader. However, when he tried to speak, he could only emit a hoarse sound.

“Ahh… Ahh…” Mie Qiongqi pinched his throat, realizing he had lost his voice.

“Alright, stop with the ‘ahh’ already. Your throat got worn out from shouting ‘kill’ all night,” Lin Fan waved his hand dismissively.

Mie Qiongqi didn’t know what had happened, but he could feel his power had multiplied many times over.

“Senior, not wearing clothes is embarrassing,” Zhi Qiao, wearing a pajama suit shaped like an animal, said while covering her eyes.

Mie Qiongqi awkwardly scratched his head and smiled.

Lin Fan, who had been smiling, suddenly nodded. “Alright, I need to go see the sect leader. You all go about your business.”

He had just received a mental transmission from the sect leader, likely about some urgent matter.

As for Gong Bingye, they would decide what to do after her injuries healed.