“Stop at once.”
Just as Lin Fan was about to engage in a fight with his senior brothers, a voice rang out to stop them.
“Is that you, Lin Junior Brother?” A familiar and unforgettable voice entered Lin Fan’s ears.
“Everyone, stop!”
Just as Lin Fan was about to engage in a sparring session with his senior brothers, a voice of restraint came from the side.
“Is that you, Junior Brother Lin?” A familiar and nostalgic voice reached Lin Fan’s ears.
Lin Fan turned towards the sound, a smile appearing on his lips. Senior Brother Ni was just the same as ever, and his cultivation had actually broken through to the Innate Realm.
Lin Fan remembered that when he left, Senior Brother Ni was only at the eighth level of the Postnatal Realm. Normally, there are two major hurdles to overcome from the eighth level of the Postnatal Realm to the Innate Realm. He never expected that after his departure, Senior Brother Ni’s cultivation would advance so rapidly. He wondered what kind of fortuitous encounter had led to this.
“Senior Brother Ni, is there someone else who looks just like me?” Lin Fan stood there, laughing.
Ni Mingyang, seeing the person he couldn’t believe was standing before him, trembled all over. That feeling of wanting to punch someone was something only Junior Brother Lin could evoke.
“Junior Brother Lin, weren’t you already… I never thought I’d see you again,” Ni Mingyang said excitedly, stepping forward and grabbing Lin Fan’s shoulders.
He and Junior Brother Yin had personally buried Junior Brother Lin and were absolutely certain that he had died. Yet now, Junior Brother Lin was alive and well, standing before him. It was hard to believe.
What had happened? How had Junior Brother Lin come back to life?
Ni Mingyang couldn’t make sense of it all, but regardless, the fact that Junior Brother Lin was safe and sound before him was the greatest joy.
“Junior Brother Ni, do you know this person?” The surrounding inner disciples asked in confusion.
“Yes, Senior Brothers, this is Junior Brother Lin, an outer disciple of the Holy Demon Sect. Due to certain reasons, he only returned today,” Ni Mingyang explained.
“Oh, since he’s one of us, then we should follow the rules. But never mind, everyone, let’s disperse,” the inner disciples nodded, slightly displeased with the junior brother’s forceful entry into the sect. But since it was a misunderstanding, they let it go.
Moreover, seeing the two of them, it was clear they hadn’t seen each other for a long time. Perhaps something had happened to this junior brother, and he had lost his token.
Meanwhile, in the crowd, Han Lu frowned, looking incredulous. Wasn’t this guy already dead? How had he come back?
When Lin Fan had been accidentally killed, Han Lu had been quite thrilled, as this guy was truly detestable.
But now, this guy had miraculously returned, much to Han Lu’s displeasure. It seemed the heavens were blind, letting such a troublemaker survive.
With the help of the Jade Vase, Han Lu’s cultivation had been skyrocketing. What took others years of effort, he achieved in a month.
His cultivation had risen from the fourth level of the Postnatal Realm to the eighth level, and he was now even closer to the Innate Realm. With the current efficacy of the Jade Vase, Han Lu was confident he could reach the Innate Realm within half a month.
After the crowd dispersed, Ni Mingyang was still excited because Junior Brother Lin had come back to life.
“Junior Brother, I’ll take you to see Junior Brother Yin. Since you died, he’s been like a different person, shutting himself in his room to cultivate all day. Except for meal times, it’s hard to see him. You must honestly tell me, what exactly happened? You were truly dead back then,” Ni Mingyang said.
Lin Fan scratched his head, feeling a bit embarrassed. He hadn’t expected that his actions would cause Senior Brother Yin to change so much.
In Lin Fan’s view, Senior Brother Yin’s transformation was entirely his fault. Senior Brother Yin had witnessed him being accidentally killed by an inner disciple and had been powerless to stop it, likely feeling immense guilt.
“Senior Brother Ni, I also have something to discuss with you both. You can help me make some decisions.” As an outer disciple, it was nearly impossible for him to meet the sect leader. Moreover, Lin Fan was most afraid that the sect leader wouldn’t believe his words.
…
“What? Junior Brother Lin, are you serious?” In Yin Mochen’s room, both of them showed disbelief after hearing Lin Fan’s story.
The Great Yan Dynasty would join forces with other sects to attack the Holy Demon Sect? How was that possible?
The sects of the world had always kept to themselves, not interfering with each other. How could they suddenly attack the Holy Demon Sect without reason?
“Junior Brother, did you mishear?” Ni Mingyang asked.
Lin Fan shook his head, “Senior Brother, it’s absolutely true. I heard it with my own ears.”
“Junior Brother, the Yan Emperor’s cultivation is unparalleled. You say you heard it yourself… Even if we go to the sect, it’s hard to convince them,” Ni Mingyang said.
“Indeed, Junior Brother, this is no joking matter,” Yin Mochen said, dumbfounded by Lin Fan’s return. In his eyes, had Junior Brother Lin come back from the dead?
“Senior Brothers, do I look like I’m joking? If I hadn’t heard it myself, I wouldn’t have rushed all the way back from the Great Yan Dynasty,” Lin Fan said.
Ni Mingyang and Yin Mochen were helpless regarding Lin Fan’s feigned death and escape to the Great Yan Dynasty for fun. This junior brother would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.
“Junior Brother, of course, we believe you. If what you say is true, then it’s truly terrifying,” Ni Mingyang said, his heart racing.
“Senior Brother Ni, I want to ask Senior Brother Meng Yangquan to help me meet the sect leader. You know, if it were just one sect, I fully believe the Holy Demon Sect could withstand it. But the key is that it’s likely not just one or two sects attacking us. If the sect leader isn’t informed, when that day comes, no one in the sect will be spared,” Lin Fan said.
“Alright, I’ll take you to Senior Brother Meng right now,” Ni Mingyang said, fully aware of the gravity of the situation. If things were as Junior Brother Lin said, then it was indeed terrifying.
Although Meng Yangquan was an outer disciple, he was a wolf in sheep’s clothing, with a cultivation level at the sixth level of the Divine Realm, yet still mingling among the outer disciples.
…
Qingxin Pavilion.
The most luxurious residence among the outer disciples, where Meng Yangquan lived.
At this moment, Meng Yangquan was gazing softly at the junior sister practicing her sword techniques in the courtyard, gradually becoming entranced.
“Senior Brother, I’ve mastered the Sword of the Swift Bird technique you taught me,” Mu Chenyu said, a slight sheen of sweat on her forehead, making her look radiant.
“Junior Sister, your comprehension is excellent. You’ve already mastered this Profound Rank sword technique. With more effort in the future, your cultivation will surely reach greater heights,” Meng Yangquan said with a smile.
Mu Chenyu smiled, looking at Senior Brother Meng, a fleeting look of reluctance in her eyes.
“Senior Brother, I want to see the outside world. Can you take me there?” Mu Chenyu asked.
Meng Yangquan was slightly taken aback, his usually calm heart suddenly stirred. This was the first time Junior Sister had actively invited him to leave the sect and travel the world.
Although Mu Chenyu was an outer disciple and not allowed to leave the sect, Meng Yangquan was the hidden boss among the outer disciples. Taking an outer disciple out was no problem for him.
“Alright, Junior Sister, wherever you want to go, I’ll accompany you,” Meng Yangquan said with tender affection.
“Ni Mingyang requests an audience with Senior Brother Meng,” a voice came from outside at that moment.
“Mingyang, come in,” Meng Yangquan said softly.
When Lin Fan followed Ni Mingyang in, Meng Yangquan was startled, “You’re Junior Brother Lin?”
“Greetings, Senior Brother,” Lin Fan said, clasping his fists.
“Senior Brother Meng, Junior Brother Lin is still young and playful. That day, he faked his death to leave the sect and went out to have some fun,” Ni Mingyang explained.
Meng Yangquan frowned slightly. Faked his death? How was that possible? He had been there that day and personally checked—his life force had been completely severed. How could it have been a fake death?
“Mingyang, what’s the matter?” Meng Yangquan asked.
“Senior Brother, Junior Brother Lin has important matters to report to the sect leader and would like Senior Brother Meng to introduce him,” Ni Mingyang said. If they wanted to meet the sect leader, only Senior Brother Meng could help.
Otherwise, given their status, it would be impossible to meet the sect leader.
“Everyone, stop!”
Just as Lin Fan was about to engage in a sparring session with his senior brothers, a voice of restraint came from the side.
“Is that you, Junior Brother Lin?” A familiar and nostalgic voice reached Lin Fan’s ears.
Lin Fan turned towards the sound, a smile appearing on his lips. Senior Brother Ni was still the same, and his cultivation had actually broken through to the Xiantian realm.
Lin Fan remembered that when he left, Senior Brother Ni was only at the eighth stage of the Houtian realm. Normally, breaking through from the eighth stage of Houtian to Xiantian involves two major hurdles. Yet, after Lin Fan’s departure, Senior Brother Ni’s cultivation had advanced rapidly. It was unclear what kind of fortuitous encounter he had experienced.
“Senior Brother Ni, is there someone else who looks just like me?” Lin Fan stood there, laughing.
Ni Mingyang, seeing the person he couldn’t believe was standing before him, trembled all over. That infuriating demeanor could only belong to Junior Brother Lin.
“Junior Brother Lin, weren’t you already… I never thought I’d see you again,” Ni Mingyang said excitedly, grabbing Lin Fan’s shoulders.
He and Junior Brother Yin had personally buried Lin Fan and were absolutely certain that he had died. Yet, here was Lin Fan, alive and well, standing before him. It was truly hard to believe.
What on earth had happened? How had Junior Brother Lin come back to life?
Ni Mingyang couldn’t make sense of it all, but regardless, the fact that Lin Fan was standing before him safe and sound was the greatest joy.
“Junior Brother Ni, do you know this person?” The surrounding inner disciples asked in confusion.
“Yes, senior brothers, this is Junior Brother Lin, an outer disciple of the Holy Demon Sect. Due to certain reasons, he only returned today,” Ni Mingyang explained.
“Oh, if he’s one of us, then we should follow the rules. But never mind, everyone, let’s disperse,” the inner disciples nodded, slightly displeased with the junior brother’s forceful entry into the sect. However, since it was a misunderstanding, they let it go.
Moreover, judging by the looks of the two, it was clear they hadn’t seen each other for a long time. Perhaps something had happened to this junior brother, causing him to lose his token.
Meanwhile, in the crowd, Han Lu frowned, looking incredulous. Wasn’t this guy already dead? How had he come back?
When Lin Fan had been accidentally killed, Han Lu had been quite thrilled, as this guy was truly detestable.
But now, this guy had miraculously returned, which displeased Han Lu. It seemed the heavens were blind, allowing such a troublemaker to survive.
With the help of the Jade Vase, Han Lu’s cultivation had been skyrocketing. What took others years of effort, he achieved in a month.
His cultivation had risen from the fourth stage of Houtian to the eighth stage, and he was now closer to the Xiantian realm. With the current efficacy of the Jade Vase, Han Lu was confident he could break through to Xiantian within half a month.
After the crowd dispersed, Ni Mingyang was still excited because Junior Brother Lin had come back to life.
“Junior Brother, I’ll take you to see Junior Brother Yin. Since you died, he’s become a different person, shutting himself in his room to cultivate all day. We only see him during meals; otherwise, he’s unreachable. And you must honestly tell me, what exactly happened? You were truly dead back then,” Ni Mingyang said.
Lin Fan scratched his head, feeling a bit embarrassed. He hadn’t expected that his actions would cause Senior Brother Yin to change so much.
In Lin Fan’s view, Senior Brother Yin’s transformation was entirely his fault. Senior Brother Yin had witnessed him being accidentally killed by an inner disciple but was powerless to stop it, likely feeling immense guilt.
“Senior Brother Ni, I also have something to discuss with you both. I need your advice.” As an outer disciple, it was nearly impossible for Lin Fan to meet the sect master. Moreover, Lin Fan was most afraid that the sect master wouldn’t believe his words.
…
“What? Junior Brother Lin, are you serious?” In Yin Mochen’s room, both of them showed disbelief after hearing Lin Fan’s story.
The Great Yan Dynasty, along with other sects, was planning to attack the Holy Demon Sect? How was that possible?
The sects of the world had always kept to themselves, never interfering with each other. How could they suddenly decide to attack the Holy Demon Sect?
“Junior Brother, are you sure you heard correctly?” Ni Mingyang asked.
Lin Fan shook his head, “Senior Brother, it’s absolutely true. I heard it with my own ears.”
“Junior Brother, the Yan Emperor’s cultivation is beyond comprehension. If you say you heard it yourself, even if we go to the sect, it would be hard to convince them,” Ni Mingyang said.
“Indeed, Junior Brother, this is no joking matter,” Yin Mochen said, completely stunned by Lin Fan’s return. It was as if Junior Brother Lin had come back from the dead.
“Senior Brothers, do I look like I’m joking? If I hadn’t heard it myself, I wouldn’t have traveled all the way back from the Great Yan Dynasty,” Lin Fan said.
Ni Mingyang and Yin Mochen were both helpless regarding Lin Fan’s feigned death and escape to the Great Yan Dynasty for fun. This junior brother would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.
“Junior Brother, of course, we believe you. If what you say is true, then it’s truly terrifying,” Ni Mingyang said, his heart racing.
“Senior Brother Ni, I want to ask Senior Brother Meng Yangquan to help me meet the sect master. You know, if it were just one sect, I fully believe the Holy Demon Sect could withstand it. But the key is that it’s likely not just one or two sects attacking us. If the sect master isn’t informed, when that day comes, the entire sect will be wiped out,” Lin Fan said.
“Alright, I’ll take you to Senior Brother Meng right now,” Ni Mingyang said, fully aware of the gravity of the situation. If things were as Lin Fan described, it would indeed be terrifying.
Although Meng Yangquan was an outer disciple, he was a wolf in sheep’s clothing, with a cultivation level at the sixth stage of the Divine Realm, yet still mingling among the outer disciples.
…
Qingxin Pavilion.
The most luxurious residence among the outer disciples, where Meng Yangquan lived.
At this moment, Meng Yangquan’s eyes were gently fixed on the junior sister practicing her sword techniques in the courtyard, gradually becoming entranced.
“Senior Brother, I’ve mastered the Jinghong Sword Technique you taught me,” Mu Chenyu said, a slight sheen of sweat on her forehead, making her look radiant.
“Junior Sister, your comprehension is excellent. You’ve already mastered this Profound-rank sword technique. With more effort in the future, your cultivation will surely reach new heights,” Meng Yangquan said with a smile.
Mu Chenyu smiled, looking at Senior Brother Meng, a hint of reluctance flashing in her eyes.
“Senior Brother, I want to see the outside world. Can you take me there?” Mu Chenyu asked.
Meng Yangquan was slightly taken aback, his usually calm heart suddenly stirred. This was the first time Junior Sister had actively invited him to leave the sect and explore the world.
Although Mu Chenyu was an outer disciple and not allowed to leave the sect, Meng Yangquan was the hidden boss among the outer disciples. Taking an outer disciple out was no problem for him.
“Of course, Junior Sister. Wherever you want to go, I’ll accompany you,” Meng Yangquan said softly, full of affection.
“Ni Mingyang requests an audience with Senior Brother Meng,” a voice came from outside at that moment.
“Mingyang, come in,” Meng Yangquan said gently.
When Lin Fan followed Ni Mingyang in, Meng Yangquan was startled, “Junior Brother Lin?”
“Greetings, Senior Brother,” Lin Fan said, clasping his fists.
“Senior Brother Meng, Junior Brother Lin is still young and playful. That day, he faked his death to leave the sect and went out to have some fun,” Ni Mingyang explained.
Meng Yangquan frowned slightly. Faked his death? How was that possible? He had been there that day and personally checked—Lin Fan’s life force had been completely severed. How could it have been a fake death?
“Mingyang, what’s the matter?” Meng Yangquan asked.
“Senior Brother, Junior Brother Lin has important matters to report to the sect master and requests your assistance in arranging a meeting,” Ni Mingyang said. If they wanted to meet the sect master, only Senior Brother Meng could help.
Otherwise, given their status, it would be impossible for them to meet the sect master.
“Senior Brother Ni, could there be someone else who looks exactly like me?” Lin Fan stood there, smiling as he spoke.
When Ni Mingyang saw the person he couldn’t believe was actually standing before him, his whole body trembled. Only Lin Fan could give off such an annoying aura.
“Lin Junior Brother, I thought you were already… I never expected to see you again, Senior Brother,” Ni Mingyang said excitedly as he stepped forward and grabbed Lin Fan’s shoulders.
He had personally helped bury Lin Fan with Junior Brother Yin, and was absolutely certain that Lin Fan had died. Yet now, Lin Fan was standing there, full of life and energy. It was hard for him to believe what he was seeing.
What had happened? Why had Lin Fan come back to life?
Ni Mingyang couldn’t figure it out, but regardless, having Lin Fan standing safely in front of him was the greatest joy.
“Junior Brother Ni, do you know this person?” At this moment, the inner sect disciples around them asked in confusion.
“Yes, Senior Brothers. This is Lin Junior Brother, an outer sect disciple of the Holy Demon Sect. However, due to certain reasons, he has only just returned today,” Ni Mingyang explained.
“Oh, since he’s one of our own, he should follow the rules, but never mind. Everyone, disperse,” one of the inner sect disciples nodded, slightly displeased that this junior brother had forcefully entered the sect, but since it was a misunderstanding, he let it slide.
Looking at the two of them, it was obvious they hadn’t seen each other in a long time. Perhaps this junior brother had experienced something and lost his sect token.
At this moment, Han Lu, standing among the crowd, furrowed his brows in disbelief. Wasn’t this guy already dead? How had he come back?
When Lin Fan had been accidentally killed, Han Lu had felt a surge of excitement. After all, this guy was extremely annoying.
Yet now, this bastard had miraculously returned, causing Han Lu to feel annoyed once again. The heavens must truly be blind to let such a pest survive.
With the help of the Jade Purifying Vase, Han Lu’s cultivation had risen rapidly. What took others years, he could achieve in a month.
“Everyone, stop!”
Just as Lin Fan was about to engage in a sparring session with his senior brothers, a voice of restraint came from the side.
“Is that you, Junior Brother Lin?” A familiar and nostalgic voice reached Lin Fan’s ears.
Lin Fan turned towards the sound, a smile appearing on his lips. Senior Brother Ni was still the same, and his cultivation had actually broken through to the Innate Realm.
Lin Fan remembered that when he left, Senior Brother Ni was only at the eighth level of the Postnatal Realm. Normally, breaking through from the eighth level of the Postnatal Realm to the Innate Realm involves two major hurdles. Yet, after Lin Fan’s departure, Senior Brother Ni’s cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds. It was unclear what kind of extraordinary encounter he had experienced.
“Senior Brother Ni, is there someone else who looks just like me?” Lin Fan stood there, laughing.
Ni Mingyang, seeing the person he couldn’t believe was standing before him, trembled all over. The feeling of wanting to punch someone was something only Junior Brother Lin could evoke.
“Junior Brother Lin, weren’t you… I never thought I’d see you again,” Ni Mingyang said excitedly, stepping forward and grabbing Lin Fan’s shoulders.
He and Junior Brother Yin had personally buried Junior Brother Lin and were absolutely certain that he had died. Yet, here was Junior Brother Lin, alive and kicking, standing before him. It was truly hard to believe.
What had happened? How had Junior Brother Lin come back to life?
Ni Mingyang couldn’t make sense of it all, but regardless, the fact that Junior Brother Lin was standing before him safe and sound was the greatest joy.
“Junior Brother Ni, do you know this person?” The surrounding inner disciples asked in confusion.
“Yes, senior brothers, this is Junior Brother Lin, an outer disciple of the Holy Demon Sect. Due to certain reasons, he only returned today,” Ni Mingyang explained.
“Oh, if he’s one of us, then we should follow the rules. But never mind, everyone, let’s disperse,” the inner disciples nodded, slightly displeased with the junior brother’s forceful entry into the sect. However, since it was a misunderstanding, they let it go.
Moreover, judging by the looks of the two, it seemed they hadn’t seen each other for a long time. Perhaps something had happened to this junior brother, and he had lost his token.
In the crowd, Han Lu frowned, looking somewhat incredulous. Wasn’t this guy supposed to be dead? How had he come back?
When Lin Fan had been accidentally killed, Han Lu had felt a surge of excitement, as this guy was truly detestable.
But now, this guy had miraculously returned, which displeased Han Lu. It seemed the heavens had turned a blind eye, allowing such a troublemaker to survive.
With the help of the Jade Vase, Han Lu’s cultivation had been rapidly increasing. What took others years to achieve, he accomplished in a month.
His cultivation had risen from the fourth level of the Postnatal Realm to the eighth level, and he was now closer to the Innate Realm. With the current efficacy of the Jade Vase, Han Lu was confident he could break through to the Innate Realm within half a month.
After the crowd dispersed, Ni Mingyang was still very excited because Junior Brother Lin had come back to life.
“Junior Brother, I’ll take you to see Junior Brother Yin. Since you died, Junior Brother Yin has become a different person, shutting himself in his room to cultivate every day. Except for meal times, it’s hard to see him. And you must honestly tell me, what exactly happened? You were truly dead back then,” Ni Mingyang said.
Lin Fan scratched his head, feeling somewhat embarrassed. He hadn’t expected that his actions would cause Senior Brother Yin to change so much.
In Lin Fan’s view, Senior Brother Yin’s transformation was entirely his fault. Senior Brother Yin had witnessed him being accidentally killed by an inner disciple and had been powerless to stop it, likely feeling immense guilt.
“Senior Brother Ni, I also have something to discuss with you both. You can help me make some decisions.” As an outer disciple, it was nearly impossible for him to meet the sect master. Moreover, Lin Fan was most afraid that the sect master wouldn’t believe his words.
…
“What? Junior Brother Lin, are you telling the truth?” In Yin Mochen’s room, the two of them, after hearing Junior Brother Lin’s story, showed expressions of disbelief.
The Great Yan Dynasty, along with other sects, was planning to attack the Holy Demon Sect? How was that possible?
The sects of the world had always kept to themselves, so how could they suddenly attack the Holy Demon Sect without reason?
“Junior Brother, did you mishear?” Ni Mingyang asked.
Lin Fan shook his head, “Senior Brother, it’s absolutely true. I heard it with my own ears.”
“Junior Brother, the Yan Emperor’s cultivation is unparalleled. If you say you heard it with your own ears… even if we go to the sect, it wouldn’t make sense,” Ni Mingyang said.
“Yes, Junior Brother, this is no joking matter,” Yin Mochen said, completely stunned by Junior Brother Lin’s return. In his eyes, had Junior Brother Lin come back from the dead?
“Senior Brothers, do I look like I’m joking? If I hadn’t heard it with my own ears, I wouldn’t have traveled all the way back from the Great Yan Dynasty,” Lin Fan said.
Ni Mingyang and Yin Mochen were both helpless regarding Lin Fan’s feigned death and escape to the Great Yan Dynasty for a trip. This junior brother was truly relentless in achieving his goals.
“Junior Brother, of course, we believe you. If what you say is true, then it’s truly terrifying,” Ni Mingyang said, his heart trembling.
“Senior Brother Ni, I want to ask Senior Brother Meng Yangquan to help me meet the sect master. You know, if it were just one sect, I fully believe the Holy Demon Sect could withstand it. But the key is that it’s likely not just one or two sects attacking us. If the sect master doesn’t know, when that day comes, the entire sect will be doomed,” Lin Fan said.
“Alright, I’ll take you to Senior Brother Meng right now,” Ni Mingyang also understood the gravity of the situation. If things were as Junior Brother Lin said, then it was truly terrifying.
Although Meng Yangquan was an outer disciple, he was a wolf in sheep’s clothing, with a cultivation level of the sixth level of the Divine Realm, yet still mingling among the outer disciples.
…
Qingxin Pavilion.
The most luxurious residence among the outer disciples, and also where Meng Yangquan lived.
At this moment, Meng Yangquan was gazing softly at the junior sister practicing her sword techniques in the courtyard, gradually becoming entranced.
“Senior Brother, I’ve mastered the Sword Technique of the Soaring Swan that you taught me,” Mu Chenyu said, a slight sheen of sweat on her forehead, making her look even more radiant.
“Junior Sister, your comprehension is excellent. This Profound Rank sword technique, you’ve already mastered it. With more effort in the future, your cultivation will surely reach greater heights,” Meng Yangquan said with a smile.
Mu Chenyu smiled, looking at Senior Brother Meng, a hint of reluctance flashing in her eyes.
“Senior Brother, I want to see the outside world. Can you take me there?” Mu Chenyu asked.
Meng Yangquan was slightly taken aback, his usually calm heart suddenly stirred. This was the first time Junior Sister had actively invited him to leave the sect and explore the world.
Although Mu Chenyu was an outer disciple and not allowed to leave the sect, Meng Yangquan was the hidden boss among the outer disciples. Taking an outer disciple out was naturally not a problem.
“Alright, Junior Sister, wherever you want to go, I’ll accompany you,” Meng Yangquan said softly, full of affection.
“Ni Mingyang requests an audience with Senior Brother Meng,” at this moment, Ni Mingyang’s voice came from outside.
“Mingyang, come in,” Meng Yangquan said gently.
When Lin Fan followed Ni Mingyang in, Meng Yangquan was startled, “You’re Junior Brother Lin?”
“Greetings, Senior Brother,” Lin Fan clasped his fists in salute.
“Senior Brother Meng, Junior Brother Lin is still young and playful. That day, he faked his death to leave the sect and went out for a trip,” Ni Mingyang explained.
Meng Yangquan frowned slightly, faked his death? How was that possible? He had been there that day and personally checked—his life force had been severed. How could it have been a fake death?
“Mingyang, what’s the matter?” Meng Yangquan asked.
“Senior Brother, Junior Brother Lin has important matters to report to the sect master and wishes for Senior Brother Meng to introduce him,” Ni Mingyang said. If they wanted to meet the sect master, only Senior Brother Meng could help.
Otherwise, given their status, it would be impossible for them to meet the sect master.
After the onlookers had dispersed, Ni Mingyang remained excited because Lin Fan had returned to life.
“Junior Brother, let me take you to find Junior Brother Yin. Ever since you died, he’s become a completely different person. He locks himself in his room all day, training nonstop. The only time we can see him is during meals, and even then, it’s rare. You must honestly tell me what happened. Back then, you were truly dead,” Ni Mingyang said.
Lin Fan scratched his head, feeling slightly embarrassed. He hadn’t expected his actions to cause such a change in Junior Brother Yin.
In Lin Fan’s opinion, Junior Brother Yin’s transformation was entirely his fault. Witnessing Lin Fan’s accidental death at the hands of the inner sect senior brothers, Junior Brother Yin had been powerless to help, likely drowning in guilt ever since.
“Senior Brother Ni, coincidentally, I also have something to discuss with you two. I need your opinions on it,” Lin Fan said. As an outer sect disciple, wanting to meet the sect leader was practically impossible. Moreover, Lin Fan feared the sect leader wouldn’t believe his words.
…
“What? Lin Junior Brother, are you telling the truth?” Inside Yin Mochen’s room, after hearing Lin Fan’s story, both of them wore expressions of disbelief.
The Great Yan Empire, along with other sects, would attack the Holy Demon Sect? How was that possible?
All the sects in the world had maintained peaceful coexistence, so why would they suddenly attack the Holy Demon Sect without reason?
“Junior Brother, did you misunderstand?” Ni Mingyang said.
Lin Fan shook his head. “Senior Brother, I’m telling the truth. I heard it with my own ears.”
“Junior Brother, the Yan Emperor’s cultivation is formidable. You’re saying you heard it yourself, but… even if we go to the sect, they won’t believe us,” Ni Mingyang said.
“Right, Junior Brother, this kind of thing can’t be joked about,” Yin Mochen said. Seeing Lin Fan return, he was completely stunned. In his mind, had Lin Fan returned from the dead?
“Senior Brother, do I look like I’m joking? If I hadn’t heard it with my own ears, I wouldn’t have traveled all the way from the Great Yan Empire to come back,” Lin Fan said.
Ni Mingyang and the others were helpless about Lin Fan’s escape plan to the Great Yan Empire for fun. This junior brother had been determined to leave no stone unturned to achieve his goal.
“Junior Brother, of course we believe you. If what you’re saying is true, then it’s truly terrifying,” Ni Mingyang said anxiously.
“Senior Brother Ni, I want to ask Brother Meng Yangquan for help. I hope he can take me to see the sect leader. Senior Brother, you know that if it’s just one sect, I’m confident the Holy Demon Sect can handle it. But the key is that there might be more than one or two sects attacking us. If we don’t let the sect leader know, when that day comes, no one in the sect will survive,” Lin Fan said.
“Alright, I’ll take you to see Brother Meng right away,” Ni Mingyang said, fully aware of the seriousness of the situation. If things were truly as Lin Fan described, then it would indeed be terrifying.
Although Meng Yangquan was an outer sect disciple, he was a wolf in sheep’s clothing. His cultivation was actually at the sixth stage of the Divine Realm, yet he still remained among the outer sect.
…
Qingxin Pavilion.
The most luxurious residence within the outer sect, and also Meng Yangquan’s dwelling.
At this moment, Meng Yangquan was gently watching the female disciple practicing sword techniques outside the courtyard, gradually becoming entranced.
“Everyone, stop right now.”
Just as Lin Fan was about to engage in a sparring session with his senior brothers, a voice of restraint came from the side.
“Is that you, Junior Brother Lin?” A familiar and nostalgic voice reached Lin Fan’s ears.
Lin Fan turned towards the sound, a smile appearing on his lips. Senior Brother Ni was just as he remembered, and his cultivation had surprisingly broken through to the Xiantian realm.
Lin Fan recalled that when he left, Senior Brother Ni was only at the eighth stage of the Houtian realm. Normally, breaking through from the eighth stage of Houtian to the Xiantian realm involves two major hurdles. Yet, after Lin Fan’s departure, Senior Brother Ni’s cultivation had advanced rapidly. It was unclear what kind of fortuitous encounter he had experienced.
“Senior Brother Ni, is there someone else who looks just like me?” Lin Fan stood there, laughing.
Ni Mingyang, seeing the person he couldn’t believe was standing before him, trembled all over. That feeling of wanting to punch someone was something only Junior Brother Lin could evoke.
“Junior Brother Lin, weren’t you already… I never thought I’d see you again,” Ni Mingyang said excitedly, grabbing Lin Fan’s shoulders.
He and Junior Brother Yin had personally buried Junior Brother Lin and were absolutely certain that he had died. Yet, here was Junior Brother Lin, alive and kicking, standing before him. It was hard to believe.
What had happened? How had Junior Brother Lin come back to life?
Ni Mingyang couldn’t make sense of it all, but regardless, the fact that Junior Brother Lin was standing before him safe and sound was the greatest joy.
“Junior Brother Ni, do you know this person?” The surrounding inner disciples asked in confusion.
“Yes, Senior Brothers, this is Junior Brother Lin, an outer disciple of the Holy Demon Sect. Due to certain reasons, he only returned today,” Ni Mingyang explained.
“Oh, if he’s one of us, then we should follow the rules. But never mind, everyone, let’s disperse,” the inner disciples nodded, slightly displeased with the junior brother’s forceful entry into the sect. However, since it was a misunderstanding, they let it go.
Moreover, judging by the looks of the two, it seemed they hadn’t seen each other for a long time. Perhaps something had happened to this junior brother, causing him to lose his token.
Meanwhile, in the crowd, Han Lu frowned, looking somewhat incredulous. Wasn’t this guy already dead? How had he come back?
When Lin Fan was accidentally killed, Han Lu had felt a surge of excitement, as this guy was truly detestable.
But now, this guy had miraculously returned, much to Han Lu’s displeasure. It seemed the heavens had turned a blind eye, allowing such a troublemaker to survive.
With the help of the Jade Vase, Han Lu’s cultivation had been skyrocketing. What took others years of effort, he achieved in just a month.
His cultivation had risen from the fourth stage of Houtian to the eighth stage, inching closer to the Xiantian realm. With the current efficacy of the Jade Vase, Han Lu was confident he could break through to the Xiantian realm within half a month.
As the crowd dispersed, Ni Mingyang remained excited because Junior Brother Lin had come back to life.
“Junior Brother, I’ll take you to see Junior Brother Yin. Since you ‘died,’ he’s been like a different person, shutting himself in his room to cultivate all day. Except for meal times, it’s impossible to see him. You must honestly tell me, what exactly happened? You were truly dead at that time,” Ni Mingyang said.
Lin Fan scratched his head, feeling somewhat embarrassed. He hadn’t expected that his actions would cause Senior Brother Yin to change so much.
In Lin Fan’s view, Senior Brother Yin’s transformation was entirely his fault. Senior Brother Yin had witnessed him being accidentally killed by an inner disciple but was powerless to stop it, likely feeling immense guilt.
“Senior Brother Ni, I also have something to discuss with you both. I need your advice.” As an outer disciple, it was nearly impossible for Lin Fan to meet the sect leader. Moreover, Lin Fan was most afraid that the sect leader wouldn’t believe his words.
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“What? Junior Brother Lin, are you serious?” In Yin Mochen’s room, both of them showed incredulous expressions after hearing Lin Fan’s story.
The Great Yan Dynasty, along with other sects, was planning to attack the Holy Demon Sect? How was that possible?
The sects of the world maintained a policy of non-interference. How could they suddenly attack the Holy Demon Sect without reason?
“Junior Brother, are you sure you heard correctly?” Ni Mingyang asked.
Lin Fan shook his head, “Senior Brother, it’s absolutely true. I heard it with my own ears.”
“Junior Brother, the Yan Emperor’s cultivation is profound. If you say you heard it yourself, even if you went to the sect, it wouldn’t make sense,” Ni Mingyang said.
“Indeed, Junior Brother, this is no joking matter,” Yin Mochen said, still in shock. In his eyes, had Junior Brother Lin come back from the dead?
“Senior Brothers, do I look like I’m joking? If I hadn’t heard it myself, I wouldn’t have traveled all the way back from the Great Yan Dynasty,” Lin Fan said.
Ni Mingyang and Yin Mochen were both helpless regarding Lin Fan’s feigned death and escape to the Great Yan Dynasty for fun. This junior brother would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.
“Junior Brother, of course, we believe you. If what you say is true, then it’s truly terrifying,” Ni Mingyang said, his heart racing.
“Senior Brother Ni, I want to ask Senior Brother Meng Yangquan to help me meet the sect leader. You know, if it were just one sect, I fully believe the Holy Demon Sect could withstand it. But the key is that it’s not just one or two sects attacking us. If the sect leader isn’t informed, when that day comes, the entire sect will be wiped out,” Lin Fan said.
“Alright, I’ll take you to Senior Brother Meng right now,” Ni Mingyang said, fully aware of the severity of the situation. If things were as Junior Brother Lin described, it would indeed be terrifying.
Although Meng Yangquan was an outer disciple, he was a wolf in sheep’s clothing, with a cultivation level at the sixth stage of the Divine Realm, yet still mingling among the outer disciples.
…
Qingxin Pavilion.
The most luxurious residence among the outer disciples, where Meng Yangquan lived.
At this moment, Meng Yangquan’s eyes were softly gazing at the junior sister practicing her sword techniques in the courtyard, gradually becoming entranced.
“Senior Brother, I’ve mastered the Sword Technique of the Swift Swallow that you taught me,” Mu Chenyu said, a slight sheen of sweat on her forehead, making her look radiant and charming.
“Junior Sister, your comprehension is excellent. You’ve already mastered this Profound-rank sword technique. With more effort in the future, your cultivation will surely reach greater heights,” Meng Yangquan said with a smile.
Mu Chenyu smiled, her eyes showing a fleeting sense of reluctance as she looked at Senior Brother Meng.
“Senior Brother, I want to see the outside world. Can you take me there?” Mu Chenyu asked.
Meng Yangquan was slightly taken aback, his usually calm heart suddenly stirred. This was the first time Junior Sister had actively invited him to leave the sect and explore the world.
Although Mu Chenyu was an outer disciple and not allowed to leave the sect, who was Meng Yangquan? He was the hidden boss among the outer disciples. Taking an outer disciple out was no problem for him.
“Of course, Junior Sister. Wherever you want to go, I’ll accompany you,” Meng Yangquan said with tender affection.
“Ni Mingyang requests an audience with Senior Brother Meng,” a voice came from outside at that moment.
“Mingyang, come in,” Meng Yangquan said softly.
When Lin Fan followed Ni Mingyang in, Meng Yangquan was startled, “Junior Brother Lin?”
“Greetings, Senior Brother,” Lin Fan said, cupping his fists.
“Senior Brother Meng, Junior Brother Lin is still young and playful. That day, he faked his death to leave the sect and went out to have some fun,” Ni Mingyang explained.
Meng Yangquan frowned slightly. Faked his death? How was that possible? He had been there that day and personally checked. Lin Fan’s life force had been completely severed. How could it have been a fake death?
“Mingyang, what’s the matter?” Meng Yangquan asked.
“Senior Brother, Junior Brother Lin has important information to report to the sect leader and requests your assistance in arranging a meeting,” Ni Mingyang said. If they wanted to see the sect leader, only Senior Brother Meng could help.
Otherwise, given their status, it would be impossible for them to meet the sect leader.
“Everyone, stop!”
Just as Lin Fan was about to engage in a sparring session with his senior brothers, a voice of authority called out to halt the proceedings.
“Is that you, Junior Brother Lin?” A familiar and nostalgic voice reached Lin Fan’s ears.
Turning towards the source, Lin Fan’s lips curled into a smile. Senior Brother Ni was just as he remembered, and surprisingly, his cultivation had broken through to the Innate Realm.
Lin Fan recalled that when he left, Senior Brother Ni was only at the eighth level of the Postnatal Realm. Normally, breaking through from the eighth level of the Postnatal Realm to the Innate Realm involves two significant hurdles. Yet, in his absence, Senior Brother Ni’s cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds. Lin Fan wondered what kind of fortuitous encounter had led to this rapid progress.
“Senior Brother Ni, is there someone else who looks just like me?” Lin Fan stood there, laughing.
Ni Mingyang, seeing the person he couldn’t believe was standing before him, trembled slightly. That annoying demeanor could only belong to Junior Brother Lin.
“Junior Brother Lin, weren’t you… I never thought I’d see you again,” Ni Mingyang said excitedly, stepping forward and grabbing Lin Fan’s shoulders.
He and Junior Brother Yin had personally buried Lin Fan and were absolutely certain of his death. Yet, here he was, alive and well, standing before him. It was hard to believe.
What had happened? How had Junior Brother Lin come back to life?
Ni Mingyang couldn’t make sense of it, but regardless, the fact that Junior Brother Lin was standing before him safe and sound was the greatest joy.
“Junior Brother Ni, do you know this person?” The surrounding inner disciples asked in confusion.
“Yes, senior brothers, this is Junior Brother Lin, an outer disciple of the Holy Demon Sect. Due to certain circumstances, he only returned today,” Ni Mingyang explained.
“Oh, if he’s one of us, then we should follow the rules. But never mind, everyone, let’s disperse,” the inner disciples nodded, slightly displeased with the junior brother’s forceful entry into the sect. However, since it was a misunderstanding, they let it go.
Moreover, judging by the looks of the two, it seemed they hadn’t seen each other for a long time. Perhaps something had happened to the junior brother, causing him to lose his token.
Meanwhile, in the crowd, Han Lu frowned, unable to believe his eyes. Wasn’t this guy supposed to be dead? How had he come back?
When Lin Fan was accidentally killed, Han Lu had felt a surge of excitement, as this guy was truly detestable.
But now, he had miraculously returned, much to Han Lu’s displeasure. It seemed the heavens had turned a blind eye, allowing such a troublemaker to survive.
With the help of the Jade Vase, Han Lu’s cultivation had skyrocketed. What took others years to achieve, he accomplished in a month.
His cultivation had risen from the fourth level of the Postnatal Realm to the eighth level, inching closer to the Innate Realm. With the current efficacy of the Jade Vase, Han Lu was confident he could break through to the Innate Realm within half a month.
As the crowd dispersed, Ni Mingyang remained excited, overjoyed that Junior Brother Lin had come back to life.
“Junior Brother, I’ll take you to see Junior Brother Yin. Since your ‘death,’ he’s become a different person, shutting himself in his room to cultivate. We only see him during meals; otherwise, he’s unreachable. And you must honestly tell me, what exactly happened? You were truly dead back then,” Ni Mingyang said.
Lin Fan scratched his head, feeling somewhat embarrassed. He hadn’t realized that his actions had caused Senior Brother Yin to change so drastically.
In Lin Fan’s view, Senior Brother Yin’s transformation was entirely his fault. Senior Brother Yin had witnessed him being accidentally killed by an inner disciple and had been powerless to stop it, likely feeling immense guilt.
“Senior Brother Ni, I also have something to discuss with you both. I need your advice.” As an outer disciple, it was nearly impossible for him to meet the sect leader. Moreover, Lin Fan was most afraid that the sect leader wouldn’t believe his words.
…
“What? Junior Brother Lin, are you serious?” In Yin Mochen’s room, both of them wore expressions of disbelief after hearing Lin Fan’s story.
The Great Yan Dynasty, along with other sects, planning to attack the Holy Demon Sect? How could that be?
The sects of the world generally kept to themselves, not interfering with each other. How could they suddenly decide to attack the Holy Demon Sect without reason?
“Junior Brother, are you sure you heard correctly?” Ni Mingyang asked.
Lin Fan shook his head, “Senior Brother, I swear it’s true. I heard it with my own ears.”
“Junior Brother, the Yan Emperor’s cultivation is unfathomable. If you say you heard it with your own ears… even if you went to the sect leader, it would be hard to convince him,” Ni Mingyang said.
“Indeed, Junior Brother, this is no joking matter,” Yin Mochen added, still in shock. To him, it seemed as if Junior Brother Lin had come back from the dead.
“Senior Brothers, do I look like I’m joking? If I hadn’t heard it myself, I wouldn’t have traveled all the way back from the Great Yan Dynasty,” Lin Fan said.
Ni Mingyang and Yin Mochen were both at a loss regarding Lin Fan’s feigned death and escape to the Great Yan Dynasty for a trip. It seemed this junior brother would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.
“Junior Brother, of course, we believe you. If what you say is true, then this is truly terrifying,” Ni Mingyang said, his heart racing.
“Senior Brother Ni, I want to ask Senior Brother Meng Yangquan to help me meet the sect leader. You know, if it were just one sect, I fully believe the Holy Demon Sect could withstand it. But the key is, it’s likely not just one or two sects attacking us. If the sect leader isn’t informed, when that day comes, no one in the sect will be spared,” Lin Fan said.
“Alright, I’ll take you to Senior Brother Meng right now,” Ni Mingyang said, fully aware of the gravity of the situation. If things were as Junior Brother Lin described, it would indeed be terrifying.
Although Meng Yangquan was an outer disciple, he was a wolf in sheep’s clothing, with a cultivation level at the sixth level of the Divine Realm, yet still mingling among the outer disciples.
…
Qingxin Pavilion.
The most luxurious residence among the outer disciples, where Meng Yangquan lived.
At that moment, Meng Yangquan gazed softly at the junior sister practicing her sword techniques in the courtyard, gradually becoming entranced.
“Senior Brother, I’ve mastered the Sword Technique of the Soaring Swan that you taught me,” Mu Chenyu said, a slight sheen of sweat on her forehead, making her look radiant.
“Junior Sister, your comprehension is excellent. You’ve already mastered this Profound Rank sword technique. With more effort in the future, your cultivation will surely reach new heights,” Meng Yangquan said with a smile.
Mu Chenyu smiled, her eyes briefly showing a hint of reluctance as she looked at Senior Brother Meng.
“Senior Brother, I want to see the outside world. Can you take me there?” Mu Chenyu asked.
Meng Yangquan was slightly taken aback, his usually calm heart stirred. This was the first time Junior Sister had actively invited him to leave the sect and explore the world.
Although Mu Chenyu was an outer disciple and not allowed to leave the sect, Meng Yangquan was no ordinary outer disciple. He was a hidden powerhouse, and taking an outer disciple out was no problem for him.
“Of course, Junior Sister. Wherever you want to go, I’ll accompany you,” Meng Yangquan said with tender affection.
“Ni Mingyang requests an audience with Senior Brother Meng,” a voice called from outside.
“Mingyang, come in,” Meng Yangquan said softly.
As Lin Fan followed Ni Mingyang in, Meng Yangquan was startled, “Junior Brother Lin?”
“Greetings, Senior Brother,” Lin Fan said, clasping his fists.
“Senior Brother Meng, Junior Brother Lin is still young and playful. That day, he faked his death to leave the sect and went out for a trip,” Ni Mingyang explained.
Meng Yangquan frowned slightly. Faked his death? How could that be? He had been there that day and personally checked—Lin Fan’s life force had been completely severed. How could it have been a fake death?
“Mingyang, what’s the matter?” Meng Yangquan asked.
“Senior Brother, Junior Brother Lin has important information to report to the sect leader and requests your assistance in arranging a meeting,” Ni Mingyang said. If they wanted to see the sect leader, only Senior Brother Meng could help.
Otherwise, given their status, it would be impossible for them to meet the sect leader.
Mu Chenyu smiled, looking at Senior Brother Meng, a flash of reluctance in her eyes.
“Senior Brother, I want to see the outside world. Will you take me with you?” Mu Chenyu asked.
Meng Yangquan was slightly taken aback. This was the first time Junior Sister had actively invited him to leave the sect and travel the world.
Although Mu Chenyu was an outer sect disciple, not allowed to leave the sect, Meng Yangquan was no ordinary person. He was a hidden big shot among the outer sect disciples. Taking an outer sect disciple outside the sect was naturally no problem for him.
“Alright, wherever Junior Sister wants to go, Senior Brother will accompany you,” Meng Yangquan said gently, with a hint of indulgence.
“Ni Mingyang requests an audience with Senior Brother Meng,” came Ni Mingyang’s voice from outside at that moment.
“Come in, Mingyang,” Meng Yangquan said softly.
When Lin Fan followed Ni Mingyang inside, Meng Yangquan was surprised. “You’re Lin Junior Brother?”
“Greetings, Senior Brother,” Lin Fan bowed.
“Senior Brother Meng, Lin Junior Brother was just being playful. He pretended to be dead that day and left the sect to play around,” Ni Mingyang explained.
Meng Yangquan slightly frowned. Pretending to be dead? How was that possible? He had been there that day and personally confirmed Lin Fan’s death. His life force had completely vanished. How could he have faked his death?
“Mingyang, what’s the matter?” Meng Yangquan asked.
“Senior Brother, Lin Junior Brother has important matters to report to the sect leader and hopes Senior Brother Meng can recommend him for an audience,” Ni Mingyang said. If they wanted to see the sect leader, only Senior Brother Meng could help.
Otherwise, with their status, there was no way they could meet the sect leader.
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