“Well then, now that the teacher has returned, there must be important matters to attend to. It’s inconvenient for you to stay by my side. Go find your senior and junior peers first. Once the teacher finishes his business, he will come back to find you all.” Lin Fan naturally maintained his composure in front of his disciple.
“Yes, rest assured, I will go find them.” Cao Tianjiao nodded excitedly. If the others knew that their teacher had returned, they would surely be overjoyed.
Years ago, their teacher had suddenly disappeared without a word, leaving them clueless about what had happened. Not long after, a major upheaval occurred in the Great Yan Empire. They had to flee the empire and had since wandered far and wide, enduring many hardships.
“Hmm.” Lin Fan nodded slightly, then gently raised his hand, slicing through the void, and vanished from the scene.
At this moment, Cao Tianjiao’s junior peers were all stunned. In the presence of Lin Fan, they dared not utter a word, their expressions filled with reverence.
Now that Lin Fan had departed, they gradually regained their composure and began to react with excitement.
“Senior Brother, why didn’t you tell us before that you had such an amazing teacher?”
“Yeah, it’s understandable if he were just young, but his power is just too overwhelming—it’s almost terrifying.”
“And his aura! Just standing there, he exuded the presence of a supreme cultivator.”
“And that palm strike just now! I felt even a Great Heaven-level expert wouldn’t be that strong. It felt like the entire world was about to collapse.”
…
Hearing these words from his juniors, Cao Tianjiao couldn’t help but smile proudly.
“Of course! That’s my teacher for you. Let me tell you all, back then, among all my fellow apprentices, I was considered the one with the lowest talent and comprehension in the entire academy. Two years ago, my cultivation was still at the Foundation Stage. It was all thanks to my teacher’s guidance that my cultivation skyrocketed.” At this moment, Cao Tianjiao’s mood improved greatly.
“What? No way! Senior Brother, when you first joined the Chihong Sect, you were only at the Innate Stage. Isn’t your current cultivation level all due to your own efforts?” One of the juniors interjected, somewhat unconvinced.
“Yeah…” the others nodded in agreement.
Cao Tianjiao looked at them all, his expression softening with gratitude as he recalled the past. Then, with a flick of his sleeve, he gazed into the boundless void and said, “You just wouldn’t understand…”
“How can we understand if you don’t explain?”
“Yeah… tell us more!”
…
Cao Tianjiao chuckled, shook his head, and repeated, “You just wouldn’t understand…”
“…”
…
Lin Fan hadn’t expected that upon arriving from the Dongling Continent to the Cangling Continent, he would immediately encounter one of his former disciples. He felt a surge of excitement.
It had already been two years. It was time to return and see what had become of things.
He wondered how the former stronghold of the Holy Demon Sect was faring now—or perhaps it had already been seized by someone else.
A cold glint flickered in Lin Fan’s eyes. This time, if he didn’t turn the heavens and earth upside down, he would not deserve the hardships he had endured over the past two years.
In an instant, a figure shot through the void.
The former location of the Holy Demon Sect was a land of auspicious feng shui. Although most of the buildings had been destroyed in the great battle, it remained a place coveted by countless cultivators.
Now, the Holy Demon Sect had been replaced by the Qiankun Sect.
After the great battle among the Nine Sects, the Holy Demon Sect’s treasures had all been divided among the victors, and the sect’s mountain stronghold was given to the Qiankun Sect.
The Qiankun Sect’s martial arts training ground was bustling with countless disciples undergoing rigorous training.
“Haaa!”
Roars of exertion echoed through the sky as disciples of the Qiankun Sect practiced their techniques.
One figure darted across the training ground like a soaring dragon, his blood surging like boiling water, radiating heat outward.
“Tiger’s Roar!”
A disciple of the Qiankun Sect, exuding fierce momentum, threw a punch at a motionless figure standing ahead.
“Boom!”
A deep, thunderous sound erupted, accompanied by a pained cry.
The figure struck by the punch collapsed instantly, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with suppressed fury.
“Hmph, weakling. Can’t even withstand a single punch.” The Qiankun disciple sneered disdainfully at the sandbag-like figure that had been sent flying.
Other disciples gathered around, laughing as one said, “Senior Brother, these former sandbags of the Holy Demon Sect trained in the ‘Titan-grade Demon Body’ for so long, yet they still end up spitting blood from one punch. They’re truly useless. I don’t even know why the sect leader keeps them around.”
“You don’t understand this, do you? The sect leader said that cultivation must be combined with practical combat. These fellows were once sandbags of the Holy Demon Sect, practicing the lowest-tier body cultivation techniques. Though not impressive, they are quite durable and hard to kill. Especially since their ‘Titan-grade Demon Body’ has reached its peak, they can take a beating pretty well.”
“Oh, I see! So those sandbags from the Holy Demon Sect do have some use after all. But many of them have died over the past two years. There aren’t many left. Senior Brother, you should go easy on them and leave some for us juniors to train with.”
“Very well, now that the teacher has returned, there are important matters to attend to. It would be inconvenient for you to stay by my side. Go and find your fellow disciples. Once the teacher resolves the issues, he will come back to you,” Lin Fan maintained his composure in front of his student.
“Yes, don’t worry, I will go and find them,” Cao Tianjiao nodded excitedly. If they knew the teacher had returned, they would be extremely thrilled.
Back then, the teacher left without a word, and they had no idea what had happened. Not long after, the Great Yan Dynasty faced turmoil, and they fled, enduring many hardships since then.
“Mm,” Lin Fan nodded slightly, then raised his hand and tore through the void, departing from the place.
At that moment, Cao Tianjiao’s junior disciples were utterly stunned. In Lin Fan’s presence, they dared not speak a word, their faces filled with awe.
Now that Lin Fan had left, they regained their composure and began to buzz with excitement.
“Senior brother, why didn’t you tell us before that you had such an incredible teacher?”
“Yeah, not only is he young, but his strength is terrifying. It’s almost frightening.”
“His demeanor is unparalleled. Just standing there, he exudes the aura of a supreme master.”
“And that palm strike just now was so powerful. I feel like even a Great Heaven Realm expert wouldn’t be that strong. It felt like the entire world was about to collapse.”
…
Listening to his juniors’ words, Cao Tianjiao’s lips curled into a proud smile.
“Of course, this is my teacher. Let me tell you, back then, my fellow disciples and I were the least talented and least perceptive in the entire academy. Two years ago, my cultivation was only at the Postnatal Realm. It was only after receiving the teacher’s guidance that my cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds,” Cao Tianjiao’s mood had improved significantly.
“Ah… really? Senior brother, when you joined the Chihong Sect, you were only at the Innate Realm. Didn’t you reach your current level through your own efforts?” one of the juniors disagreed.
“Yeah…” the others nodded in agreement.
Cao Tianjiao glanced at them, a look of gratitude in his eyes as he reminisced. Then, with a flick of his sleeve, he gazed into the endless void, “You wouldn’t understand…”
“If you don’t tell us, how can we understand? Go on, tell us.”
“Yeah… yeah.”
…
Cao Tianjiao chuckled and shook his head, “You wouldn’t understand…”
“…” The group fell silent.
…
Lin Fan hadn’t expected to encounter one of his former students so soon after arriving in Cangling Continent from Dongling Continent. It was quite exciting.
It had been two years. It was time to return and see how things were.
The former stronghold of the Holy Demon Sect—he wondered what had become of it, or who had taken it over.
A cold glint flashed in Lin Fan’s eyes. This time, he wouldn’t rest until he turned the world upside down. He owed it to himself after all the hardships he had endured.
In an instant, a figure streaked across the void.
The former site of the Holy Demon Sect was a land of great fortune. Although most of the buildings were destroyed in the battle, countless people still coveted the place.
Now, the Holy Demon Sect had been replaced by the Qiankun Sect.
After the battle of the nine great sects, all the wealth of the Holy Demon Sect had been divided, and the mountain gate had been handed over to the Qiankun Sect.
The Qiankun Sect’s original headquarters were decent, but they valued the Holy Demon Sect’s land even more. After the Holy Demon Sect was annihilated, the Qiankun Sect’s leader ordered the sect to relocate to the Holy Demon Sect’s site.
On the Qiankun Sect’s training grounds.
Countless disciples were diligently practicing.
“Ha…”
Roars echoed through the air as the Qiankun Sect disciples trained.
A figure moved across the training ground like a soaring dragon, his blood boiling like hot water, continuously emitting steam.
“Tiger’s Roar.”
A Qiankun Sect disciple, full of vigor, punched at a figure standing motionless in front of him.
“Boom…”
A dull thud resounded, accompanied by a cry of pain.
The figure that was struck instantly fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with hidden anger.
“Hmph, trash, can’t even take a single punch,” the Qiankun Sect disciple coldly glanced at the sandbag he had knocked away, a look of disdain on his lips.
The surrounding Qiankun Sect disciples gathered around, laughing, “Senior brother, these former Holy Demon Sect sandbags have been practicing the ‘Titanium Demon Body’ for so long, yet they still vomit blood from a single punch. They’re truly useless. I don’t know why the sect leader keeps them around.”
“You don’t understand. The sect leader said that training requires real combat. These guys were once the Holy Demon Sect’s sandbags, practicing the lowest-level body cultivation techniques. Though they’re not great, they’re not easy to kill, especially since they’ve mastered the ‘Titanium Demon Body’ to its peak. They’re quite durable.”
“Oh, I see. The Holy Demon Sect’s sandbags do have some use. But many have died in the past two years, and there aren’t many left. Senior brother, you should take it easy and leave some for us juniors.”
“Haha, of course,” the Qiankun Sect disciple laughed wildly, his gaze towards the sandbags filled with cruelty. “What, not convinced? You Holy Demon Sect sandbags are nothing but trash.”
The few remaining Holy Demon Sect sandbags looked at the Qiankun Sect disciples, their hearts burning with rage, but there was nothing they could do.
They were living under someone else’s roof.
Back in the Holy Demon Sect, they were sandbags, but at least they had some dignity. Some wouldn’t hit them so hard. But now, the Qiankun Sect was ruthless, treating them as less than human.
During that battle, they were just sandbags, with no strength of their own. After the sect was destroyed, they were captured.
They had thought the other sects would release them, but the Qiankun Sect’s leader had taken a liking to them and kept them as sandbags for his disciples to practice on.
Wang Xiaoli clenched his fists, looking at his fellow Holy Demon Sect sandbags. Finally, he gritted his teeth. Though he was terrified, he had had enough.
“I’ve had enough. I’ll fight you. I accepted being a Holy Demon Sect sandbag, but I won’t tolerate being your sandbag anymore. So what if I die? I’m not afraid,” Wang Xiaoli glared at the Qiankun Sect disciple and roared in anger.
“Haha…”
The surrounding Qiankun Sect disciples burst into laughter.
To them, this guy was simply seeking death.
At this point, he still wanted to resist. It seemed he really wanted to die.
“Xiaoli…” The remaining sandbags, who had grown closer over the years, had also thought of resisting. But this was someone else’s territory. What could they do? Now, seeing Wang Xiaoli stand up to these people, they were worried.
“With what? Your ‘Titanium Demon Body’?” The Qiankun Sect disciple laughed, his burly frame exuding an intimidating presence.
Wang Xiaoli glared at him, teeth clenched, “With my family’s secret technique.”
“Haha…” The crowd erupted in laughter again, as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world.
A family’s secret technique? That was just too ridiculous.
“Come on, let me see your so-called family secret technique.”
“I’ll fight you. Don’t you dare insult my family’s secret technique,” Wang Xiaoli roared, charging recklessly at the Qiankun Sect disciple.
“Haha…” Watching this sandbag full of openings, the Qiankun Sect disciples laughed.
To them, trash would always be trash. A family’s secret technique? That was just laughable.
The few remaining sandbags from the Holy Demon Sect looked at the Qiankun disciples with burning fury in their hearts, yet they could do nothing.
They were living under another’s roof now.
Although they had been sandbags in the Holy Demon Sect, at least they had some dignity. Some of their seniors were not so harsh. But now, under the Qiankun Sect, they were treated with brutal cruelty, as if they were not even human.
During that great battle years ago, they had all been sandbags with no real power. When their sect was destroyed, they were captured.
Originally, they had thought the other sects would release them, but instead, the Qiankun Sect’s leader had taken a liking to them and detained them, forcing them to continue serving as training dummies for their disciples.
Wang Xiao Liu clenched his fists tightly, looked at his fellow sandbags from the Holy Demon Sect, and finally gritted his teeth. Though fear filled his heart, he had endured enough.
“I’ve had enough! I’m going to fight you! I accepted being a sandbag in the Holy Demon Sect, but I refuse to be one for you any longer. If it’s death you want, then I’m not afraid!”
“Hahaha…”
The surrounding Qiankun disciples burst into laughter.
To them, this fellow was practically asking for death.
Even now, he dared to resist? He must really be seeking his end.
“Xiao Liu…” The few remaining sandbags, who had grown close over the years, felt concern rise in their hearts. They had thought of resisting too, but this was the enemy’s territory. What could they do? Seeing Wang Xiao Liu standing up to them now, their hearts ached with worry.
“You? What can you do? Are you going to rely on the ‘Titan-grade Demon Body’?” The Qiankun disciple laughed loudly, his muscular frame exposed, exuding an oppressive aura.
Wang Xiao Liu glared at him with hatred. “I’ll use my family’s secret technique!”
“Hahaha…” At that moment, everyone burst into laughter again, as if they had just heard the funniest joke in the world.
Family secret technique? How utterly ridiculous.
“Come on then, let me see what kind of useless family technique you have!”
“I’ll fight you to the death! Don’t you dare insult my family’s technique!” Wang Xiao Liu roared furiously and charged headlong toward the Qiankun disciple.
“Hahaha…” Seeing the sandbag charging recklessly with no defense, the Qiankun disciples laughed heartily once more.
In their eyes, a weakling would always be a weakling. A family technique? That was just laughable.
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