Lin Fan knew exactly what was about to happen. After all, for a genius, having someone brazenly take another person away right in front of him was a serious slap in the face.
But truth be told, Lin Fan had never been particularly concerned about giving others face.
“Junior apprentice, do you have something to say?” Lin Fan turned around calmly and asked with a composed expression.
Compared to Ye Shaotian’s darkening expression, Lin Fan appeared far more dignified.
Ye Shaotian was already seething inside, hearing this man calling him “junior apprentice” repeatedly. It was obvious the man was trying to take advantage of the situation.
“So you’re stepping in to protect him?” Ye Shaotian narrowed his eyes and glared at Lin Fan unfriendlily.
Lin Fan knew what was about to happen. After all, for a genius like him, blatantly taking someone away right in front of him was a blatant insult.
But to be honest, Lin Fan wasn’t particularly fond of giving face to others.
“Nephew, do you have something to say?” Lin Fan turned around and asked with a calm expression.
Compared to Ye Shao Tian’s gloomy demeanor, Lin Fan appeared much more composed.
Ye Shao Tian was seething with anger as he was repeatedly addressed as “nephew” by the man before him. It was clear that this person was taking advantage of him.
“So, you’re stepping in to protect him?” Ye Shao Tian narrowed his eyes, looking unfriendly at Lin Fan.
To Ye Shao Tian, this so-called “uncle” was nothing but a self-inflicted humiliation. The subsidiary sect of the Holy Sect was, in the end, just a pity from the sect master. Did they really think they were something?
“He is no longer a disciple of the Holy Sect but has joined my Holy Demon Sect. Is there a problem with that? Young man, don’t be too narrow-minded. It won’t do you any good in your martial path,” Lin Fan said, sounding like a benevolent elder.
“Hmph, from the way you speak, it seems you think your cultivation is higher than mine. Fine, I, Ye Shao Tian, would like to learn from you,” Ye Shao Tian’s eyes gleamed with determination. Since this person wanted to protect Feng Bu Jue, he would see if he had the capability.
As for the unnamed peak that this person had been granted by the sect master, Ye Shao Tian didn’t pay much attention to it.
There were many uninhabited peaks in the Holy Sect, and there were plenty of peaks better than the unnamed one.
Now that the sect master had given him the unnamed peak, it was likely that he didn’t think much of it.
As long as he didn’t take his life, Ye Shao Tian could humiliate him thoroughly, letting him know who he could mess with and who he couldn’t.
The surrounding outer disciples were all stunned. Ye Shao Tian was truly fierce. He had just taken down Feng Bu Jue, and now he was about to crush the person from the unnamed peak.
This genius was indeed a genius, acting domineeringly without leaving any room for retreat.
The guy from the unnamed peak, who called himself “uncle,” was now being challenged by Ye Shao Tian. If he didn’t dare to accept the challenge, he would likely be laughed at.
Moreover, they didn’t really consider him an “uncle.” According to the rules, since the sect master had granted him the unnamed peak and established a subsidiary sect, they should indeed address him as “uncle.”
But this “uncle” who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere didn’t hold much weight in their eyes. In their view, he was just lucky and didn’t deserve any respect.
Lin Fan looked at Ye Shao Tian and sighed silently, “Nephew, why go this far? As your uncle, how can I attack a junior? But fine, since it’s come to this, I’ll stand here and let you strike three times. I won’t fight back.”
Feng Bu Jue was stunned, looking at Lin Fan in disbelief.
He had personally experienced Ye Shao Tian’s strength—it was formidable, extremely formidable. Even if their cultivation levels were the same, he couldn’t last three moves against him.
Ye Shao Tian was undoubtedly the top among those of the same cultivation level, and he might even be capable of challenging those above his level.
Now, his future sect master was saying he would stand still and take three strikes. How was that possible?
“Sect Master…”
Lin Fan waved his hand, smiling slightly, then looked at Ye Shao Tian, “Well? Three strikes from you.”
Ye Shao Tian sneered, “Fine. If you can take three strikes from me, this matter ends here.”
The surrounding outer disciples, seeing Lin Fan’s calm demeanor, were all skeptical.
This was pushing it too far.
“Brother Ye, don’t go for the kill. This person was granted the unnamed peak by the sect master. If he dies, it’ll be troublesome,” Ruo Meng Yu whispered.
“Don’t worry,” Ye Shao Tian naturally wouldn’t be foolish enough to kill him, but making him bedridden for a few months wouldn’t be a problem.
Lin Fan had already seen through Ye Shao Tian. His cultivation was good, but his own physical strength was no joke. With his cultivation, could he really break his defense?
The early-stage Divine Body was enough to take a beating from him.
…
At a distance.
“Sect Master, should we step in to settle this?” the Supreme Elder Wu Ya asked.
“No need. Let’s see. Since Lin Fan dares to do this, he must have something to rely on. This guy is quite unexpected. I thought his foundation was destroyed, and he had no hope in martial arts, but he managed to recover,” Sect Master Yan said, his deep eyes fixed on Lin Fan, as if trying to see through him.
But Lin Fan’s body showed no fluctuations of energy. No matter how Sect Master Yan tried to observe, he couldn’t detect anything unusual.
It was truly strange.
At this moment, Lin Fan stepped forward, standing fearlessly with a smile on his face, “Ready.”
Ye Shao Tian sneered. Today, he would reestablish his authority. The outer disciples would see him, Ye Shao Tian, as their king.
“Ha!”
Ye Shao Tian let out a loud shout, his palm glowing brightly as he struck towards Lin Fan.
The outer disciples around them gasped in shock. They could tell that this palm strike was extraordinary, its momentum overwhelming, making them feel suffocated. If it were them, they wouldn’t know what to do.
“Bang…”
Ye Shao Tian’s lips curled into a smile. This strike might not kill you, but it would surely displace your internal organs.
“Not bad, but this strike is too rigid.”
At that moment, Ye Shao Tian, who had been full of confidence, suddenly changed his expression, exclaiming in disbelief.
This strike had done nothing to the other person. In fact, he looked completely unharmed.
How was this possible?
Lin Fan looked at Ye Shao Tian’s shocked expression and smiled slightly.
Although the “Indestructible Demon Body” no longer had levels or experience bonuses, Lin Fan could still feel a stream of energy entering his body when Ye Shao Tian struck him.
To Lin Fan, this energy was a substitute for experience.
“Ha!”
At this moment, Ye Shao Tian punched forward, his fist carrying an even stronger aura than before, as if it could shatter the heavens.
“Bang.”
“Not bad, you’ve improved from before,” Lin Fan said with a smile.
He could feel his body strengthening, but there was still a long way to go before breaking through to the mid-stage Divine Body. But that was fine; he could take it slow.
The outer disciples around them were all in disbelief at what they were seeing.
Ye Shao Tian’s palm strike and punch couldn’t even budge the other person. What was going on?
Feng Bu Jue was also stunned. This was too unreal.
In the distance, Sect Master Yan and Supreme Elder Wu Ya also looked surprised.
“How is his physical body so strong?”
“Indeed, after consuming the essence of a fierce beast and surviving, although the sect master’s elixir played a part, the key was his physical strength, which far exceeded that of an ordinary martial artist.”
…
At this moment, Ye Shao Tian, seeing the shocked gazes of the surrounding disciples, was filled with rage, especially when he saw Lin Fan’s occasional smile, which was unbearable to him.
“Ha!”
“Eight Desolates and Six Harmonies Palm.”
This time, Ye Shao Tian brought out his true skills. This palm strike, in Lin Fan’s eyes, was impressive.
It was as if it could sweep across the heavens and earth, drawing the essence of the world for its use. It was incredibly powerful.
Sect Master Yan and Supreme Elder Wu Ya were also slightly startled when they saw this palm strike.
“Bang…”
“Still not dead?” Ye Shao Tian was now truly furious.
“Not bad, not bad. This palm strike is quite impressive,” Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction, feeling proud of his nephew’s palm technique.
“You…” Ye Shao Tian was dumbfounded. His strongest palm strike had also failed. How was this possible?
At this moment, the outer disciples began to murmur, which Ye Shao Tian couldn’t tolerate.
“Impossible!” Ye Shao Tian roared, using all his strength, no longer caring about the three-strike agreement.
“Brother Ye…” Ruo Meng Yu looked at her prince charming, now seemingly possessed, and couldn’t help but worry.
Lin Fan, however, frowned.
“Hey, nephew, that’s enough. Don’t go overboard. I’m not a punching bag,” Lin Fan reminded him.
Although these palm strikes and punches were good, in front of everyone, an uncle should still maintain his dignity.
“Impossible, impossible…” Ye Shao Tian roared.
“You…” Lin Fan was now a bit angry. Ye Shao Tian was truly out of line. Fine, if that’s the case, then this uncle would have to temporarily disable him.
“Bang…”
At this moment, Lin Fan suddenly lifted his foot, intending to kick Ye Shao Tian away.
But Ye Shao Tian leaped high into the air, his legs spread wide. Lin Fan’s expression changed, but it was too late to retract his foot.
“Bang…”
“Oh…”
At this moment, the heavens and earth seemed to change. The disciples who had been murmuring were now petrified by what they saw.
“Ding, congratulations on creating the unparalleled technique: ‘Egg-Kicking Foot.'”
“‘Egg-Kicking Foot’ essence: Insert the foot where it fits.”
Lin Fan was stunned, “Nephew, I just wanted to kick you away. I didn’t mean to…”
Lin Fan stopped mid-sentence, not knowing how to continue.
Because Lin Fan suddenly realized that Ye Shao Tian seemed to be in real pain.
So much so that tears were streaming down his face.
Lin Fan swore to the heavens that he hadn’t meant to do it.
In Lin Fan’s eyes, the “Monkey Steals the Peach” was already inhumane enough. Who would have thought that he would now create an even more inhumane technique, the “Egg-Kicking Foot”? Would he have to use both hands and feet when fighting against heaven-defying experts in the future?
“He is no longer a disciple of the Sacred Sect, but has joined my Holy Devil Sect. Is there any problem with that? Young man, don’t be too narrow-minded—it won’t benefit your martial cultivation in the future,” Lin Fan said gently, like a senior offering guidance.
“Hmph, judging by your tone, do you think you’re stronger than me? Fine, I, Ye Shaotian, would like to test your strength,” Ye Shaotian’s eyes gleamed. If this person insisted on protecting Feng Bu Jue, it was time to see whether he had the ability to back it up.
Lin Fan knew what was about to happen. After all, for a genius like him, it was utterly disrespectful to blatantly take someone away right in front of him.
But to be honest, Lin Fan wasn’t particularly fond of giving face to others.
“Nephew, is there something you need?” Lin Fan turned around and asked with a calm expression.
Compared to Ye Shao Tian’s gloomy demeanor, Lin Fan appeared far more composed.
Ye Shao Tian’s anger burned within him as this person kept addressing him as “nephew.” It was clear that Lin Fan was trying to assert dominance over him.
“Are you stepping in to protect him?” Ye Shao Tian glared at Lin Fan, his gaze unfriendly.
To Ye Shao Tian, this so-called “uncle” was nothing but a self-inflicted humiliation. The subordinate sect of the Holy Sect was merely a pity gesture from the Sect Master. Did they really think they were something special?
“He is no longer a disciple of the Holy Sect but has joined my Holy Demon Sect. Is there a problem with that? Young man, don’t be too narrow-minded. It won’t do you any good in your martial path,” Lin Fan advised in a tone befitting an elder.
“Hmph, from the way you speak, it seems you think your cultivation is superior to mine. Fine, I, Ye Shao Tian, would like to see for myself,” Ye Shao Tian’s eyes gleamed with determination. Since this person wanted to protect Feng Bu Jue, he would test whether Lin Fan had the capability to do so.
As for the unnamed peak that Lin Fan had been granted by the Sect Master, Ye Shao Tian didn’t give it much thought.
There were many uninhabited peaks in the Holy Sect, and quite a few were better than the unnamed one. The Sect Master likely didn’t consider it a big deal when he bestowed it upon Lin Fan.
As long as Ye Shao Tian didn’t take his life, he could humiliate Lin Fan thoroughly, teaching him who could be provoked and who couldn’t.
The surrounding outer disciples were all stunned. Ye Shao Tian was truly fierce—he had just defeated Feng Bu Jue, and now he was about to crush the person from the unnamed peak.
This genius was indeed a genius, acting domineeringly without leaving any room for compromise.
The guy from the unnamed peak had claimed to be their “uncle,” but now that Ye Shao Tian was challenging him, if he didn’t dare to accept the fight, he would become a laughingstock.
Moreover, they didn’t truly regard him as an uncle. According to the rules, since the Sect Master had granted him the unnamed peak and established a subordinate sect, they should indeed address him as “uncle.”
But this so-called uncle who had appeared out of nowhere didn’t command their respect. In their eyes, he was merely lucky and didn’t deserve any reverence.
Lin Fan looked at Ye Shao Tian and sighed softly. “Nephew, why go this far? As your uncle, how could I strike a junior? But since it’s come to this, I’ll stand here and let you attack me three times. I won’t fight back.”
Feng Bu Jue was stunned, looking at Lin Fan in disbelief. He had personally experienced Ye Shao Tian’s strength—it was formidable, exceptionally so. Even if their cultivation levels were equal, Feng Bu Jue couldn’t last three moves against him.
Ye Shao Tian was undoubtedly the top among those of the same cultivation level, and he might even be capable of challenging those above him.
Now, his future Sect Master was claiming he would stand still and take three attacks. How was that possible?
“Sect Master…”
Lin Fan waved his hand, smiling slightly, then looked at Ye Shao Tian. “Well? I’ll take your three moves.”
Ye Shao Tian sneered, “Fine. If you can withstand my three moves, this matter ends here.”
The outer disciples around them, seeing Lin Fan’s calm demeanor, were all skeptical.
Was he pushing it too far?
“Brother Ye, don’t go for the kill. This person was granted the unnamed peak by the Sect Master. If he dies, it’ll be troublesome,” Ruo Meng Yu whispered.
“Don’t worry,” Ye Shao Tian naturally wouldn’t be foolish enough to kill Lin Fan, but he could make him lie in bed for a few months.
Lin Fan had already seen through Ye Shao Tian. His cultivation was decent, but Lin Fan’s physical strength was no joke. With his current level, Ye Shao Tian couldn’t possibly break his defense.
An early-stage Divine Body was more than enough to handle Ye Shao Tian.
…
At a distance.
“Sect Master, should we step in to settle this?” the Supreme Elder Wu Ya asked.
“No need. Let’s see. Since Lin Fan dares to do this, he must have some reliance. This guy is quite unexpected. I thought his foundation was ruined, and he had no hope in martial arts, but he managed to recover,” Sect Master Yan said, his deep eyes fixed on Lin Fan, as if trying to see through him.
However, no matter how much Sect Master Yan observed, he couldn’t detect any fluctuations in Lin Fan’s aura. It was truly bizarre.
Lin Fan stepped forward, standing fearlessly with a smile on his face. “Ready.”
Ye Shao Tian sneered. Today, he would reestablish his authority. The outer disciples would recognize him, Ye Shao Tian, as their king.
“Ha!”
Ye Shao Tian let out a fierce shout, his palm glowing brilliantly as he struck toward Lin Fan.
The outer disciples gasped in shock. They could tell that this palm strike was extraordinary, its overwhelming force almost suffocating. If it were them, they wouldn’t know what to do.
“Bang…”
Ye Shao Tian’s lips curled into a smile. This strike might not kill Lin Fan, but it would surely displace his internal organs.
“Not bad, but this strike is too rigid.”
At that moment, Ye Shao Tian’s confident expression suddenly changed. He exclaimed in disbelief.
Lin Fan was completely unharmed, and his expression remained as calm as ever.
How was this possible?
Lin Fan smiled slightly at Ye Shao Tian’s shocked expression.
Although the “Indestructible Demon Body” no longer had levels or experience bonuses, Lin Fan could still feel a stream of energy entering his body when Ye Shao Tian’s palm struck him.
In Lin Fan’s eyes, this energy was a substitute for experience.
“Ha!”
This time, Ye Shao Tian threw a punch, the aura around his fist even more powerful than before, as if it could shatter the heavens.
“Bang.”
“Not bad, you’ve improved from the last strike,” Lin Fan said with a smile.
He could feel his body strengthening, though it was still far from breaking through to the next stage of the Divine Body. But that was fine; he could take his time.
The outer disciples around them were all dumbfounded. Ye Shao Tian’s palm strike and punch hadn’t even budged Lin Fan. What was going on?
Feng Bu Jue was also stunned. This was too unreal.
In the distance, Sect Master Yan and Supreme Elder Wu Ya also looked surprised.
“How is his body so strong?”
“As expected. After consuming the beast’s essence blood and surviving, although the Sect Master’s elixir played a part, the key was his physical strength, which far exceeds that of an ordinary martial artist.”
…
Seeing the shocked gazes of the surrounding disciples, Ye Shao Tian’s anger flared up, especially when he saw Lin Fan’s occasional smiles, which he found unbearable.
“Ha!”
“Eight Desolates and Six Harmonies Palm!”
This time, Ye Shao Tian unleashed his true power. In Lin Fan’s eyes, this palm strike was truly impressive.
It was as if it could sweep across the heavens and earth, drawing the essence of the world into itself. It was incredibly powerful.
Sect Master Yan and Supreme Elder Wu Ya were also slightly startled when they saw this palm technique.
“Bang…”
“Still not dead?” Ye Shao Tian was now truly furious.
“Not bad, not bad. This palm is quite impressive,” Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction, feeling proud of his nephew’s skill.
“You…” Ye Shao Tian was dumbfounded. His strongest palm strike had also failed. How was this possible?
The outer disciples around them began to murmur, which Ye Shao Tian couldn’t tolerate.
“Impossible!” Ye Shao Tian roared, now using all his strength, disregarding the three-move agreement.
“Brother Ye…” Ruo Meng Yu looked at her prince charming, now seemingly possessed, and couldn’t help but worry.
Lin Fan, however, frowned.
“Hey, hey, nephew, that’s enough. Don’t go overboard. Your uncle isn’t a punching bag,” Lin Fan reminded him.
Although the strikes were impressive, in front of so many people, an uncle had to maintain his dignity.
“Impossible, impossible…” Ye Shao Tian roared.
“You…” Lin Fan was now genuinely angry. Ye Shao Tian was being too unreasonable. Fine, if that’s the case, then as your uncle, I’ll have to temporarily disable you.
“Bang…”
Lin Fan suddenly lifted his foot, intending to kick Ye Shao Tian away.
But at that moment, Ye Shao Tian leaped high into the air, spreading his legs. Lin Fan’s expression changed, but it was too late to retract his foot.
“Bang…”
“Oh…”
The world seemed to change in that instant. The disciples who had been murmuring were now utterly shocked by what they saw.
“Ding, congratulations on creating the unparalleled technique: ‘Nutcracker Kick.'”
“‘Nutcracker Kick’ essence: Strike where it hurts.”
Lin Fan was dumbfounded. “Nephew, I just wanted to kick you away. I didn’t mean to…”
Lin Fan trailed off, unsure of what to say.
Because Lin Fan suddenly realized that Ye Shao Tian seemed to be in genuine pain.
So much so that tears were streaming down his face.
Lin Fan swore to the heavens that he hadn’t meant to do it.
In Lin Fan’s eyes, the “Monkey Steals the Peach” was already inhumane enough. Who would have thought he would create an even more inhumane technique, the “Nutcracker Kick”? Did this mean that in future battles against heaven-defying experts, he would have to use both hands and feet?
Lin Fan knew what was about to happen. After all, for a genius like him, it was utterly humiliating to have someone taken away right in front of his eyes.
But to be honest, Lin Fan wasn’t particularly fond of giving face to others.
“Junior Nephew, is there something you need?” Lin Fan turned around and asked with a calm expression.
Compared to Ye Shaotian’s gloomy demeanor, Lin Fan appeared far more composed.
Ye Shaotian’s anger flared as he heard Lin Fan repeatedly calling him “Junior Nephew.” It was clear that this man was deliberately belittling him.
“Are you stepping in to protect him?” Ye Shaotian narrowed his eyes, glaring at Lin Fan with hostility.
To Ye Shaotian, this so-called “Uncle” was nothing but a self-inflicted humiliation. The affiliated sects of the Holy Sect were, in the end, merely pitied by the Sect Master. Did they really think they were something special?
“He is no longer a disciple of the Holy Sect but has joined my Saint Demon Sect. Is there a problem with that? Young man, don’t be so narrow-minded. It won’t do you any good in your martial path,” Lin Fan said, speaking like a benevolent elder.
“Hmph, from the way you speak, it seems you think your cultivation is superior to mine. Fine, I, Ye Shaotian, would like to see for myself,” Ye Shaotian’s eyes gleamed with determination. Since this man wanted to protect Feng Bujue, he would test whether he had the capability.
As for the unnamed peak that this man had been granted by the Sect Master, Ye Shaotian didn’t give it much thought.
There were many unoccupied peaks in the Holy Sect, and quite a few were better than the unnamed one. The Sect Master’s decision to grant him this peak likely didn’t hold much significance.
As long as he didn’t kill the man, he could humiliate him thoroughly, teaching him who could be provoked and who couldn’t.
The surrounding outer disciples were all stunned. Ye Shaotian was truly fierce—just after defeating Feng Bujue, he was now about to crush the person from the unnamed peak.
This genius was indeed a genius, acting with such dominance and leaving no room for retreat.
The guy from the unnamed peak had called himself “Uncle,” and now that Ye Shaotian was challenging him, if he didn’t dare to accept the fight, he would become a laughingstock.
Moreover, they didn’t really regard him as an “Uncle.” While it was true that the Sect Master had granted him the unnamed peak and established an affiliated sect, making him technically their “Uncle,” this sudden appearance of an “Uncle” didn’t hold much weight in their eyes. To them, he was just lucky and didn’t deserve any respect.
Lin Fan looked at Ye Shaotian and sighed silently. “Junior Nephew, why go this far? As your Uncle, how could I possibly strike a junior? But fine, since it’s come to this, I’ll stand here and let you attack me three times. I won’t fight back.”
Feng Bujue was stunned, staring at Lin Fan in disbelief.
He had personally experienced Ye Shaotian’s strength—it was formidable, incredibly so. Even if their cultivation levels were equal, he couldn’t last three moves against him.
Ye Shaotian was undoubtedly the top among those of the same cultivation level, and he might even be capable of challenging those above his level.
Now, his future Sect Master was saying he would stand still and take three attacks? How was that possible?
“Sect Master…”
Lin Fan waved his hand, smiling slightly, then looked at Ye Shaotian. “Well? I’ll take three of your attacks.”
Ye Shaotian sneered, “Fine. If you can withstand three of my attacks, this matter ends here.”
The outer disciples around them, seeing Lin Fan’s calm demeanor, were all skeptical.
This was pushing it too far.
“Brother Ye, don’t go too far. This person was granted the unnamed peak by the Sect Master. If he dies, it’ll be troublesome,” Ruo Mengyu whispered.
“Don’t worry,” Ye Shaotian naturally wouldn’t be foolish enough to kill him, but he could certainly make him bedridden for a few months.
Lin Fan had already seen through Ye Shaotian. His cultivation was decent, but Lin Fan’s physical strength was no joke. With his current level, could he really break through Lin Fan’s defense?
An early-stage Divine Body was more than enough to handle him.
…
At this moment, not far away.
“Sect Master, should we step in to stop this?” the Supreme Elder Wuya asked.
“No need. Let’s see. Since Lin Fan dares to do this, he must have some confidence. This guy is quite unexpected. I thought his foundation was destroyed, and his martial path was doomed, but he managed to recover,” Sect Master Yan said, his deep eyes fixed on Lin Fan as if trying to see through him.
However, Lin Fan’s body showed no fluctuations of energy. No matter how Sect Master Yan observed, he couldn’t detect anything unusual.
It was truly bizarre.
Lin Fan stepped forward, standing there fearlessly, a smile still on his face. “Ready.”
Ye Shaotian sneered. Today, he would reestablish his authority. The outer disciples would see him as their king.
“Ha!”
Ye Shaotian let out a loud shout, his palm glowing brilliantly as he struck toward Lin Fan.
The outer disciples around them gasped in shock. They could tell that this palm strike was extraordinary, its momentum overwhelming, almost suffocating. If it were them, they wouldn’t know how to handle it.
“Bang!”
Ye Shaotian’s lips curled into a smile. This strike might not kill you, but it would certainly displace your internal organs.
“Not bad, but this strike is too rigid.”
At that moment, Ye Shaotian, who had been full of confidence, suddenly changed his expression, exclaiming in disbelief.
The strike had no effect on the other party. In fact, Lin Fan looked completely unharmed.
How was this possible?
Lin Fan looked at Ye Shaotian’s shocked expression and smiled slightly.
Although the “Indestructible Demon Body” no longer had levels or experience bonuses, Lin Fan could still feel a stream of energy entering his body when Ye Shaotian’s palm struck him.
To Lin Fan, this energy was like a substitute for experience.
“Ha!”
This time, Ye Shaotian punched, his fist carrying an even stronger aura than before, as if it could shatter the heavens.
“Bang.”
“Not bad, you’ve improved from before,” Lin Fan said with a smile.
He could feel his body strengthening, but there was still a long way to go before breaking through to the next stage of the Divine Body. But that was fine—he could take it slow.
The outer disciples around them were all dumbfounded by what they were seeing.
Ye Shaotian’s palm strike and punch hadn’t even budged the other party. What was going on?
Feng Bujue was also stunned. This was too unreal.
In the distance, Sect Master Yan and Supreme Elder Wuya also looked surprised.
“How is his physical body so strong?”
“As expected. After consuming the essence of a fierce beast and surviving, although the Sect Master’s elixir played a part, the key was his physical strength, which far exceeds that of an ordinary martial artist.”
…
At this moment, Ye Shaotian, seeing the shocked expressions of the disciples around him, felt his anger boiling over. Especially Lin Fan’s occasional smiles, which made Ye Shaotian even more furious.
“Ha!”
“Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Palm!”
This time, Ye Shaotian brought out his true skills. This palm strike, in Lin Fan’s eyes, was truly impressive.
It was as if it could sweep across the heavens and earth, drawing the essence of the world into itself—a truly powerful move.
Sect Master Yan and Supreme Elder Wuya were also slightly startled when they saw this palm strike. This technique…
“Bang!”
“You’re still not dead?” Ye Shaotian was now truly enraged.
“Not bad, not bad. This palm strike is quite impressive,” Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction, feeling proud of his junior nephew’s skill.
“You…” Ye Shaotian was dumbfounded. His strongest palm strike had also failed. How was this possible?
At this moment, the outer disciples around them began to murmur, which Ye Shaotian couldn’t tolerate.
“Impossible!” Ye Shaotian roared, unleashing all his strength, no longer caring about the three-move limit.
“Brother Ye…” Ruo Mengyu looked at her prince charming, now seemingly possessed, and couldn’t help but feel worried.
Lin Fan, however, frowned.
“Hey, hey, Junior Nephew, that’s enough. Don’t go too far. Your Uncle isn’t a punching bag,” Lin Fan reminded him.
Although the punches and palm strikes were impressive, in front of so many people, an uncle still had to maintain his dignity.
“Impossible, impossible…” Ye Shaotian roared.
“You…” Lin Fan was now truly angry. Ye Shaotian was being utterly unreasonable. Fine, if that’s how it was, then as his uncle, he would have to temporarily disable him.
“Bang!”
At that moment, Lin Fan suddenly lifted his foot, intending to kick Ye Shaotian away.
But Ye Shaotian leaped high into the air, his legs spread wide. Lin Fan’s expression changed, but it was too late to retract his foot.
“Bang!”
“Oh…”
At that moment, the heavens and earth seemed to change. The disciples who had been murmuring were now completely stunned by what they saw.
“Ding, congratulations on creating the inhumane technique: ‘Egg-Kicking Foot.'”
“Egg-Kicking Foot” Essence: Strike where it hurts.”
Lin Fan was dumbfounded. “Junior Nephew, I just wanted to kick you away. I didn’t mean to…”
Lin Fan stopped halfway, unsure of what to say.
Because he suddenly realized that Ye Shaotian seemed to be in genuine pain.
So much so that tears were streaming down his face.
Lin Fan swore to the heavens that he hadn’t meant to do it.
In Lin Fan’s eyes, the “Monkey Steals the Peach” was already inhumane enough. Who would have thought he would now create an even more inhumane technique, the “Egg-Kicking Foot”? Did this mean that in future battles against heaven-defying experts, he would have to use both hands and feet?
Ye Shaotian decided that as long as he didn’t kill him, he would severely humiliate him, letting him know who was worth provoking and who wasn’t.
The outer sect disciples watching the scene were astonished. Ye Shaotian was really bold—just having defeated Feng Bu Jue, he was now ready to crush the person from the Unnamed Peak.
This genius lived up to his reputation, acting decisively and leaving no room for compromise.
The guy from the Unnamed Peak dared to call himself a senior apprentice. Now that Ye Shaotian had challenged him, if he didn’t accept the fight, he would be laughed out of the sect.
Lin Fan knew what was about to happen. After all, for a genius like him, blatantly taking someone away right in front of him was a blatant insult.
But to be honest, Lin Fan wasn’t particularly fond of giving face to others.
“Nephew, do you have something to say?” Lin Fan turned around and asked calmly, his demeanor composed.
In contrast to Ye Shao Tian’s gloomy expression, Lin Fan appeared far more composed.
Ye Shao Tian was seething with anger as this person kept calling him “nephew,” clearly trying to take advantage of him.
“Are you stepping in to protect him?” Ye Shao Tian glared at Lin Fan, his gaze unfriendly.
To Ye Shao Tian, this so-called “uncle” was nothing but a self-inflicted humiliation. The subsidiary sect of the Holy Sect was, in the end, just a pity gesture from the sect leader. Did they really think they were something special?
“He’s no longer a disciple of the Holy Sect but has joined my Saint Demon Sect. Is there a problem with that? Young man, don’t be so narrow-minded. It won’t do you any good in your martial path,” Lin Fan advised in a tone befitting an elder.
“Hmph, from the way you speak, it seems you think your cultivation is higher than mine. Fine, I, Ye Shao Tian, would like to see for myself,” Ye Shao Tian’s eyes gleamed with determination. Since this person wanted to protect Feng Bu Jue, he would see if they had the capability.
As for the unnamed peak that this person had been granted by the sect leader, Ye Shao Tian didn’t think much of it.
There were many uninhabited peaks in the Holy Sect, and quite a few were better than the unnamed peak.
The sect leader had likely given it to him without much thought.
As long as he didn’t take his life, Ye Shao Tian could humiliate him thoroughly, teaching him who he could and couldn’t mess with.
The surrounding outer disciples were all stunned. Ye Shao Tian was truly fierce—he had just defeated Feng Bu Jue, and now he was about to crush the person from the unnamed peak.
As expected of a genius, his actions were domineering and left no room for compromise.
This person from the unnamed peak had claimed to be an uncle, and now that Ye Shao Tian was challenging him, if he didn’t dare to accept, he would become a laughingstock.
Moreover, they didn’t really see him as an uncle. According to the rules, since the sect leader had granted him the unnamed peak and established a subsidiary sect, they should indeed address him as uncle.
But this so-called uncle who had suddenly appeared didn’t hold much weight in their eyes. In their view, he was just lucky and didn’t deserve any respect.
Lin Fan looked at Ye Shao Tian and sighed silently. “Nephew, why go to such lengths? As your uncle, how could I possibly strike a junior? But since it’s come to this, I’ll stand here and let you attack me three times. I won’t fight back.”
Feng Bu Jue was stunned, looking at Lin Fan in disbelief.
He had personally experienced Ye Shao Tian’s strength—it was formidable, incredibly formidable. Even if their cultivation levels were equal, he couldn’t last three moves against him.
Ye Shao Tian was undoubtedly the strongest among those of the same cultivation level, and he might even be capable of challenging those above him.
Now, his future sect leader was saying he would stand still and take three moves? That was impossible.
“Sect Leader…”
Lin Fan waved his hand, smiling slightly, then looked at Ye Shao Tian. “Well? I’ll take three moves from you.”
Ye Shao Tian sneered, “Fine. If you can withstand three moves, this matter ends here.”
The surrounding outer disciples, seeing Lin Fan’s calm demeanor, were all skeptical.
This was pushing it too far.
“Brother Ye, don’t go too far. This person was granted the unnamed peak by the sect leader. If he dies, it’ll be trouble,” Ruo Meng Yu whispered.
“Don’t worry,” Ye Shao Tian naturally wouldn’t be foolish enough to kill him, but making him bedridden for a few months wouldn’t be a problem.
Lin Fan had already seen through Ye Shao Tian. His cultivation was decent, but Lin Fan’s physical strength was no joke. With his cultivation level, could he really break through Lin Fan’s defense?
An early-stage Divine Body was enough to handle him.
…
Meanwhile, not far away.
“Sect Leader, should we step in to stop this?” the Supreme Elder Wu Ya asked.
“No need. Let’s see. Since Lin Fan dares to do this, he must have some confidence. This guy is full of surprises. I thought his foundation was destroyed, and he had no hope in martial arts, but he managed to recover,” Sect Leader Yan said, his deep gaze fixed on Lin Fan as if trying to see through him.
But Lin Fan’s body showed no fluctuations of energy, no matter how Sect Leader Yan tried to probe. It was truly strange.
Lin Fan stepped forward, standing there fearlessly, a smile still on his face. “Ready.”
Ye Shao Tian sneered. Today, he would reestablish his authority. The outer disciples would see him as their king.
“Ha!”
Ye Shao Tian let out a loud shout, his palm glowing brightly as he struck towards Lin Fan.
The outer disciples gasped, clearly seeing that this palm strike was extraordinary, its momentum overwhelming, almost suffocating. If it were them, they wouldn’t know what to do.
“Bang!”
Ye Shao Tian’s lips curled into a smile. This strike might not kill you, but it would surely displace your internal organs.
“Not bad, but this strike is too rigid.”
At that moment, Ye Shao Tian’s confident expression suddenly changed, and he exclaimed in disbelief.
The strike had no effect on the other party, and Lin Fan’s expression remained unchanged, as if nothing had happened.
How was this possible?
Lin Fan looked at Ye Shao Tian’s shocked expression and smiled slightly.
Although the “Indestructible Demon Body” no longer had levels or experience bonuses, Lin Fan still felt a stream of energy entering his body when Ye Shao Tian struck.
In Lin Fan’s eyes, this energy was a substitute for experience.
“Ha!”
This time, Ye Shao Tian threw a punch, the power behind it even stronger than before, as if it could shatter the heavens.
“Bang.”
“Not bad, you’ve improved from before,” Lin Fan said with a smile.
He could feel his body strengthening, but there was still a long way to go before breaking through to the next stage of the Divine Body. But that was fine—he could take it slow.
The outer disciples were all in disbelief at what they were seeing.
Ye Shao Tian’s palm strike and punch couldn’t even budge the other party. What was going on?
Feng Bu Jue was also stunned. This was too unreal.
In the distance, Sect Leader Yan and Supreme Elder Wu Ya also looked surprised.
“How is his body so strong?”
“As expected. After consuming the beast’s essence blood and surviving, although the sect leader’s elixir played a part, the key was his physical strength, which far exceeds that of an ordinary martial artist.”
…
Seeing the shocked looks of the surrounding disciples, Ye Shao Tian’s anger flared, especially when he saw Lin Fan’s occasional smile, which was unbearable.
“Ha!”
“Eight Desolates and Six Harmonies Palm!”
This time, Ye Shao Tian brought out his true skills. This palm strike, in Lin Fan’s eyes, was impressive.
It was as if it could sweep across the heavens and earth, drawing in the essence of the world, incredibly powerful.
Sect Leader Yan and Supreme Elder Wu Ya were also slightly startled when they saw this palm strike.
“Bang!”
“Still not dead?” Ye Shao Tian was now truly furious.
“Not bad, not bad. This palm strike is quite impressive,” Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction, pleased that his nephew had such a powerful technique.
“You…” Ye Shao Tian was dumbfounded. His strongest palm strike had no effect? How was this possible?
The surrounding outer disciples began to murmur, which Ye Shao Tian couldn’t tolerate.
“Impossible!” Ye Shao Tian roared, now disregarding the three-move limit and unleashing everything he had.
“Brother Ye…” Ruo Meng Yu looked at her prince charming, now seemingly possessed, and couldn’t help but worry.
Lin Fan, however, frowned.
“Hey, nephew, that’s enough. Don’t go overboard. Your uncle isn’t a punching bag,” Lin Fan reminded him.
Although the strikes were impressive, in front of so many people, an uncle had to maintain his dignity.
“Impossible, impossible…” Ye Shao Tian roared.
“You…” Lin Fan was now truly angry. Ye Shao Tian was being too unreasonable. Fine, if that’s how it was, then this uncle would have to temporarily incapacitate him.
“Bang!”
Lin Fan suddenly lifted his foot, intending to kick Ye Shao Tian away.
But at that moment, Ye Shao Tian leaped high, his legs spread wide. Lin Fan’s expression changed, but it was too late to retract his foot.
“Bang!”
“Oh…”
At that moment, the heavens and earth seemed to change. The disciples who had been murmuring were now completely stunned by what they saw.
“Ding, congratulations on creating the inhumane technique: ‘Egg-Kicking Foot.'”
“‘Egg-Kicking Foot’ essence: Insert your foot where it fits.”
Lin Fan was dumbfounded. “Nephew, I just wanted to kick you away. I didn’t mean to…”
Lin Fan stopped mid-sentence, unsure of what to say.
Because he suddenly realized that Ye Shao Tian seemed to be in real pain.
So much so that tears were streaming down his face.
Lin Fan swore to the heavens that he hadn’t meant to do it.
In Lin Fan’s eyes, the “Monkey Steals the Peach” was already inhumane enough. Who would have thought he’d now create an even more inhumane technique, the “Egg-Kicking Foot”? Would he have to use both hands and feet when fighting against heaven-defying experts in the future?
But this sudden appearance of a “senior apprentice” was not taken seriously, as they believed he was merely lucky, lacking any real qualities worthy of respect.
Lin Fan looked at Ye Shaotian and sighed silently. “Junior apprentice, must it come to this? As your senior, how can I strike a junior? Fine, since you insist, this senior will stand here and allow you three moves—no retaliation.”
Feng Bu Jue was stunned, staring at Lin Fan in disbelief.
He had personally experienced Ye Shaotian’s strength—formidable, extremely formidable. Even if their cultivation levels were equal, he couldn’t last three moves.
Among those of equal cultivation, Ye Shaotian was undoubtedly the strongest, even capable of defeating opponents of higher levels.
Lin Fan knew what was about to happen. After all, for a genius like him, blatantly taking someone away right in front of him was simply too disrespectful.
But to be honest, Lin Fan wasn’t particularly fond of giving face to others.
“Junior Nephew, is there something you need?” Lin Fan turned around and asked with a calm expression.
Compared to Ye Shao Tian’s gloomy demeanor, Lin Fan appeared far more composed.
Ye Shao Tian’s heart burned with anger as the man before him repeatedly called him “Junior Nephew.” It was clear that this person was deliberately trying to belittle him.
“Are you stepping in to protect him?” Ye Shao Tian narrowed his eyes, glaring unfriendly at Lin Fan.
To Ye Shao Tian, this so-called “Uncle” was nothing but a self-inflicted humiliation. The subsidiary sect of the Holy Sect was, after all, just a pitiful gesture from the Sect Master. Did they really think they were something special?
“He is no longer a disciple of the Holy Sect but has joined my Saint Demon Sect. Is there a problem with that? Young man, don’t be too narrow-minded. It won’t do you any good in your martial path,” Lin Fan spoke in a tone as if he were an elder imparting wisdom.
“Hmph, from the way you speak, it seems you think your cultivation is superior to mine. Fine, I, Ye Shao Tian, would like to learn from you,” Ye Shao Tian’s eyes gleamed with determination. Since this man wanted to protect Feng Bu Jue, he would see if he had the capability.
As for the Nameless Peak that this man had been granted by the Sect Master, Ye Shao Tian didn’t take it seriously at all.
There were many uninhabited peaks in the Holy Sect, and quite a few were even better than the Nameless Peak.
The Sect Master had likely given him the Nameless Peak without much thought.
As long as he didn’t take his life, Ye Shao Tian planned to humiliate him thoroughly, making him understand who could be provoked and who couldn’t.
The surrounding outer disciples were all stunned. Ye Shao Tian was truly fierce—just after defeating Feng Bu Jue, he was now about to crush the people on the Nameless Peak.
This genius was indeed a genius, acting domineeringly without leaving any room for retreat.
The guy from the Nameless Peak had called himself “Uncle,” and now that Ye Shao Tian was openly challenging him, if he didn’t dare to accept the fight, he would surely become a laughingstock.
Moreover, they didn’t really regard him as an “Uncle.” According to the rules, since the Sect Master had granted him the Nameless Peak and established a subsidiary sect, they should indeed address him as “Uncle.”
But this so-called “Uncle” who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere didn’t hold any weight in their eyes. In their view, he was just lucky and didn’t deserve any respect.
Lin Fan looked at Ye Shao Tian and sighed silently. “Junior Nephew, why go this far? As your Uncle, how could I possibly attack a junior? But fine, since it’s come to this, I’ll stand here and let you strike three times. I won’t fight back.”
Feng Bu Jue was stunned, looking at Lin Fan in disbelief.
He had personally experienced Ye Shao Tian’s strength—it was formidable, incredibly formidable. Even if their cultivation levels were equal, he couldn’t last three moves against him.
Ye Shao Tian was undoubtedly the top among those of the same cultivation level, and he might even be capable of challenging those above his level.
Now, his future Sect Master was saying he would stand still and take three strikes? How was that possible?
“Sect Master…”
Lin Fan waved his hand, smiling slightly, then looked at Ye Shao Tian. “Well? I’ll take three strikes from you.”
Ye Shao Tian sneered, “Fine. If you can withstand three strikes, this matter ends here.”
The outer disciples around them, seeing Lin Fan’s calm demeanor, were all skeptical.
Was he really going to pull this off?
“Brother Ye, don’t go too far. This person was granted the Nameless Peak by the Sect Master. If he dies, it’ll be troublesome,” Ruo Meng Yu whispered.
“Don’t worry,” Ye Shao Tian naturally wasn’t foolish enough to kill him, but making him bedridden for a few months was no problem.
Lin Fan had already seen through Ye Shao Tian. His cultivation was decent, but Lin Fan’s physical strength was no joke. With his current level, could he really break through Lin Fan’s defense?
A body at the early stage of the Divine Realm was more than enough to handle him.
…
At a distance.
“Sect Master, should we step in to suppress this matter?” the Supreme Elder Wu Ya asked.
“No need. Let’s see. Since Lin Fan dares to do this, he must have some reliance. This guy is quite unexpected. I thought his foundation was destroyed, and he had no hope in martial arts, but it seems he’s managed to recover,” Sect Master Yan’s deep eyes were fixed on Lin Fan, as if trying to see through him.
But Lin Fan’s body showed no trace of energy fluctuation. No matter how Sect Master Yan observed, he couldn’t detect anything unusual.
It was truly strange.
Lin Fan stepped forward, standing there fearlessly, a smile still on his face. “Ready.”
Ye Shao Tian sneered. Today, he would reestablish his authority. The outer disciples would see him, Ye Shao Tian, as their king.
“Ha!”
Ye Shao Tian let out a fierce shout, his palm glowing brightly as he struck towards Lin Fan.
The outer disciples around them gasped in shock. They could tell that this palm strike was extraordinary, its momentum overwhelming, enough to suffocate anyone. If it were them, they wouldn’t know what to do.
“Bang!”
Ye Shao Tian’s lips curled into a smile. This strike might not kill you, but it would surely displace your internal organs.
“Not bad, but this strike is too rigid.”
At that moment, Ye Shao Tian’s confident expression suddenly changed. He exclaimed in disbelief.
The strike had no effect on the other party. In fact, Lin Fan looked completely unharmed.
How was this possible?
Lin Fan looked at Ye Shao Tian’s shocked expression and smiled slightly.
Although the “Indestructible Demon Body” no longer had levels or experience bonuses, Lin Fan could still feel a stream of energy entering his body when Ye Shao Tian struck.
In Lin Fan’s eyes, this energy was a substitute for experience.
“Ha!”
This time, Ye Shao Tian punched, his fist carrying an even stronger aura than before, as if it could shatter the heavens.
“Bang.”
“Not bad, you’ve improved from before,” Lin Fan said with a smile.
He could feel his body strengthening, but there was still a long way to go before breaking through to the next stage of the Divine Realm. But that was fine—he could take it slow.
The outer disciples around them were all in disbelief.
Ye Shao Tian’s palm strike and punch hadn’t even budged the other party. What was going on?
Feng Bu Jue was also stunned. This was too unreal.
In the distance, Sect Master Yan and Supreme Elder Wu Ya also looked surprised.
“How is his body so strong?”
“As expected. After consuming the essence of a fierce beast and surviving, although the Sect Master’s elixir played a part, the key was his physical strength, which far exceeds that of an ordinary martial artist.”
…
Seeing the shocked gazes of the surrounding disciples, Ye Shao Tian’s heart burned with rage, especially with Lin Fan’s occasional smile, which was unbearable.
“Ha!”
“Eight Desolates and Six Harmonies Palm!”
This time, Ye Shao Tian brought out his true skills. In Lin Fan’s eyes, this palm strike was impressive.
It was as if it could sweep across the heavens and earth, absorbing the essence of the world for its own use—truly powerful.
Sect Master Yan and Supreme Elder Wu Ya were also slightly startled when they saw this palm strike.
“Bang!”
“Still not dead?” Ye Shao Tian was now truly furious.
“Not bad, not bad. This palm strike is quite impressive,” Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction, feeling pleased that his junior nephew had such skills.
“You…” Ye Shao Tian was dumbfounded. His strongest palm strike had also failed. How was this possible?
Gradually, murmurs of disbelief began to spread among the outer disciples, which Ye Shao Tian couldn’t tolerate.
“Impossible!” Ye Shao Tian roared, unleashing all his strength, no longer caring about the three-strike agreement.
“Brother Ye…” Ruo Meng Yu looked at her prince charming, now seemingly possessed, and couldn’t help but worry.
Lin Fan, however, frowned.
“Hey, hey, Junior Nephew, that’s enough. Don’t go too far. I’m not a punching bag,” Lin Fan reminded him.
Although the strikes were impressive, in front of so many people, an uncle still needed to maintain his dignity.
“Impossible, impossible…” Ye Shao Tian roared.
“You…” Lin Fan was now truly angry. Ye Shao Tian was being too unreasonable. Fine, if that’s how it was, then as his uncle, he would have to temporarily incapacitate him.
“Bang!”
Lin Fan suddenly raised his foot, intending to kick Ye Shao Tian away.
But at that moment, Ye Shao Tian leaped high into the air, legs spread wide. Lin Fan’s expression changed, but it was too late to retract his foot.
“Bang!”
“Oh…”
At that moment, the heavens and earth seemed to change. The disciples who had been murmuring in disbelief were now completely stunned by what they saw.
“Ding, congratulations on creating the inhumane technique: ‘Egg-Kicking Foot.'”
“‘Egg-Kicking Foot’ Essence: Inserting the leg where it fits.”
Lin Fan was dumbfounded. “Junior Nephew, I just wanted to kick you away. I didn’t mean to…”
Lin Fan stopped halfway, unsure of what to say.
Because he suddenly realized that Ye Shao Tian seemed to be in genuine pain.
So much pain that tears were streaming down his face.
Lin Fan swore to the heavens that he hadn’t meant to do it.
In Lin Fan’s eyes, the “Monkey Steals the Peach” was already inhumane enough. Who would have thought he would now create an even more inhumane technique, the “Egg-Kicking Foot”? Would he have to use both hands and feet when fighting against powerful opponents in the future?
Lin Fan knew exactly what was about to happen. After all, for a genius like Ye Shaotian, blatantly taking someone away right in front of him was a huge slap in the face. But to be honest, Lin Fan wasn’t particularly fond of giving face to others.
“Nephew, do you have something to say?” Lin Fan turned around and asked calmly, his demeanor far more composed compared to Ye Shaotian’s dark expression.
Ye Shaotian’s anger flared as he was repeatedly addressed as “nephew” by this man. It was clear that Lin Fan was deliberately belittling him.
“Are you stepping in to protect him?” Ye Shaotian glared at Lin Fan, his tone unfriendly.
To Ye Shaotian, this so-called “uncle” was nothing but a self-inflicted humiliation. The subordinate sect of the Holy Sect was merely a pity project by the sect leader. Did this guy really think he was someone important?
“He’s no longer a disciple of the Holy Sect but has joined my Saint Demon Sect. Is there a problem with that? Young man, don’t be so narrow-minded. It won’t do you any good in your martial path,” Lin Fan advised in a tone befitting an elder.
“Hmph, from the way you speak, it seems you think your cultivation is higher than mine. Fine, I, Ye Shaotian, would like to see for myself,” Ye Shaotian’s eyes gleamed with determination. Since this man wanted to protect Feng Bujue, he’d see if he had the capability.
As for the unnamed peak that Lin Fan had been granted by the sect leader, Ye Shaotian didn’t give it much thought. There were many uninhabited peaks in the Holy Sect, and many were far better than the unnamed one. The sect leader likely didn’t care much about it either.
As long as he didn’t kill Lin Fan, he could humiliate him thoroughly and teach him who he could and couldn’t mess with.
The surrounding outer disciples were stunned. Ye Shaotian was truly ruthless—he had just taken down Feng Bujue, and now he was about to crush the person from the unnamed peak. This was the mark of a true genius, acting with absolute dominance.
The guy from the unnamed peak had called himself “uncle,” and now that Ye Shaotian was challenging him, if he didn’t dare to fight back, he’d become a laughingstock. Moreover, none of them truly regarded him as an uncle. While the sect leader had granted him the unnamed peak and established a subordinate sect, they saw it as nothing more than luck. There was nothing about him that commanded respect.
Lin Fan looked at Ye Shaotian and sighed softly. “Nephew, why go this far? As your uncle, how could I strike a junior? But fine, since you insist, I’ll stand here and let you attack me three times. I won’t fight back.”
Feng Bujue was stunned, staring at Lin Fan in disbelief. He had personally experienced Ye Shaotian’s strength—it was terrifyingly powerful. Even if their cultivation levels were the same, Feng Bujue couldn’t last three moves against him. Ye Shaotian was undoubtedly the strongest among his peers, capable of even challenging those above his level.
Now, his future sect leader was saying he’d stand still and take three attacks? That seemed impossible.
“Sect Leader…” Feng Bujue started, but Lin Fan waved him off with a smile, then looked at Ye Shaotian. “Well? Three moves.”
Ye Shaotian sneered. “Fine. If you can take three moves from me, I’ll let this go.”
The outer disciples watched Lin Fan’s calm demeanor, but none of them believed he could pull it off. This was way too bold.
“Brother Ye, don’t kill him. He’s someone the sect leader granted the unnamed peak to. If he dies, it’ll be trouble,” Ruo Mengyu whispered.
“Don’t worry,” Ye Shaotian replied. He wasn’t foolish enough to kill Lin Fan, but he could certainly make him bedridden for a few months.
Lin Fan had already seen through Ye Shaotian. His cultivation was decent, but Lin Fan’s physical strength was no joke. With his early-stage Divine Body, Ye Shaotian’s attacks wouldn’t even scratch him.
At a distance, the sect leader and the Supreme Elder Wuyue were observing.
“Sect Leader, should we intervene and stop this?” Wuyue asked.
“No need. Let’s see. Since Lin Fan dares to do this, he must have something up his sleeve. This guy is full of surprises. I thought his foundation was destroyed, and his martial path was over, but he’s managed to recover,” Sect Leader Yan said, his deep gaze fixed on Lin Fan, trying to see through him.
But no matter how he looked, Lin Fan’s aura remained completely calm, showing no signs of disturbance. It was truly strange.
Lin Fan stepped forward, standing fearlessly with a smile on his face. “Ready when you are.”
Ye Shaotian sneered. Today, he would reestablish his dominance. The outer disciples would see him as their king.
“Ha!”
Ye Shaotian let out a fierce shout, his palm glowing with immense power as he struck toward Lin Fan.
The outer disciples gasped. They could tell this palm strike was extraordinary, its overwhelming force almost suffocating. If it were them, they wouldn’t know what to do.
“Bang!”
Ye Shaotian smirked. This strike wouldn’t kill Lin Fan, but it would certainly shift his internal organs.
“Not bad, but this strike is too rigid.”
At that moment, Ye Shaotian’s confident expression suddenly changed. He couldn’t believe it—Lin Fan was completely unharmed, looking as if nothing had happened.
How was this possible?
Lin Fan smiled slightly at Ye Shaotian’s shocked expression.
Although the “Indestructible Demon Body” no longer had levels or experience bonuses, Lin Fan could still feel a stream of energy entering his body when Ye Shaotian struck. To Lin Fan, this energy was like experience.
“Ha!”
This time, Ye Shaotian threw a punch, the power behind it even stronger than before, as if he could punch through the heavens.
“Bang.”
“Not bad, you’ve improved,” Lin Fan said with a smile.
He could feel his body strengthening, but there was still a long way to go before breaking through to the next stage of the Divine Body. No matter, he’d take it slow.
The outer disciples were in disbelief. Ye Shaotian’s palm strike and punch hadn’t even budged Lin Fan. What was going on?
Feng Bujue was also stunned. This was too unreal.
In the distance, Sect Leader Yan and Supreme Elder Wuyue were equally surprised.
“How is his body so strong?”
“As expected. After consuming the beast’s essence blood and surviving, while the sect leader’s elixir played a part, the key was his physical strength. It’s far beyond that of an ordinary martial artist.”
Seeing the shocked looks of the surrounding disciples, Ye Shaotian’s anger boiled over, especially with Lin Fan’s constant smile, which he found unbearable.
“Ha!”
“Eight Desolates and Six Harmonies Palm!”
This time, Ye Shaotian unleashed his true power. To Lin Fan, this palm strike was impressive.
It was as if it could sweep across the heavens and earth, drawing in the essence of the world. It was incredibly powerful.
Sect Leader Yan and Supreme Elder Wuyue were also slightly startled by this palm technique.
“Bang!”
“Still not dead?” Ye Shaotian was now fully enraged.
“Not bad, not bad. This palm is quite impressive,” Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction, pleased that his nephew had such a powerful technique.
“You…” Ye Shaotian was dumbfounded. His strongest palm strike had also failed. How was this possible?
The outer disciples began to murmur, which Ye Shaotian couldn’t tolerate.
“Impossible!” Ye Shaotian roared, now throwing everything he had, disregarding the three-move agreement.
“Brother Ye…” Ruo Mengyu watched her beloved prince, now acting like a madman, with growing concern.
Lin Fan frowned.
“Hey, nephew, that’s enough. Don’t go overboard. Your uncle isn’t a punching bag,” Lin Fan reminded him.
While the strikes were impressive, in front of so many people, an uncle had to maintain his dignity.
“Impossible, impossible…” Ye Shaotian raged.
“You…” Lin Fan was now genuinely angry. Ye Shaotian was being too unreasonable. Fine, if that’s how it was, he’d have to temporarily disable him.
“Bang!”
Lin Fan suddenly lifted his foot, intending to kick Ye Shaotian away.
But at that moment, Ye Shaotian leaped high into the air, spreading his legs. Lin Fan’s expression changed, but it was too late to retract his foot.
“Bang!”
“Oh…”
The world seemed to freeze. The disciples who had been murmuring were now completely stunned by what they saw.
“Ding, congratulations on creating the inhumane technique: ‘Nutcracker Kick.’”
“‘Nutcracker Kick’ Essence: Strike where it hurts.”
Lin Fan was dumbfounded. “Nephew, I was just trying to kick you away. I didn’t mean to…”
He trailed off, unsure of what to say.
Because Lin Fan suddenly realized that Ye Shaotian was in genuine pain—so much so that tears were streaming down his face.
Lin Fan swore to the heavens that it wasn’t intentional.
In his mind, the “Monkey Steals the Peach” was already inhumane enough. Who would’ve thought he’d create an even more brutal technique, the “Nutcracker Kick”? Would he have to use both hands and feet when fighting against powerful opponents in the future?
Lin Fan waved his hand, smiling slightly before turning to Ye Shaotian. “Well? Three moves.”
At this moment, Ye Shaotian sneered, “Fine. If you can survive my three moves, I’ll drop this matter.”
The outer sect disciples watching Lin Fan’s calm demeanor were skeptical.
This was getting too intense.
Lin Fan knew what was about to happen. After all, for a genius like him, blatantly taking someone away right in front of him was simply too disrespectful.
But to be honest, Lin Fan wasn’t particularly fond of giving face to others.
“Nephew, do you have something to say?” Lin Fan turned around and asked with a calm expression.
Compared to Ye Shaotian’s gloomy demeanor, Lin Fan appeared much more composed.
Ye Shaotian, hearing this man repeatedly calling him “nephew,” felt his anger boiling. It was clear that this man was trying to take advantage of him.
“Are you stepping in to protect him?” Ye Shaotian narrowed his eyes, looking at Lin Fan with hostility.
To Ye Shaotian, this so-called “uncle” was nothing but a self-inflicted humiliation. The affiliated sects of the Holy Sect were, in the end, just a result of the Sect Leader’s pity. Did they really think they were something?
“He is no longer a disciple of the Holy Sect but has joined my Saint Demon Sect. Is there a problem with that? Young man, don’t be too narrow-minded. It won’t do you any good in your martial path,” Lin Fan said, sounding like a benevolent elder.
“Hmph, from your tone, it seems you think your cultivation is higher than mine. Fine, I, Ye Shaotian, will have to test that,” Ye Shaotian’s eyes gleamed with determination. Since this man wanted to protect Feng Bujue, he would see if he had the capability.
As for the Nameless Peak that this man had been granted by the Sect Leader, Ye Shaotian didn’t take it seriously.
There were many unoccupied peaks in the Holy Sect, and many of them were better than the Nameless Peak.
The Sect Leader had likely given him the Nameless Peak without much thought.
As long as he didn’t kill him, Ye Shaotian could humiliate him thoroughly, making him understand who he could and couldn’t mess with.
The surrounding outer disciples were all stunned. Ye Shaotian was truly fierce—he had just taken down Feng Bujue, and now he was about to crush the people on the Nameless Peak.
This was what it meant to be a genius—ruthless and without mercy.
The guy from the Nameless Peak had called himself “uncle,” and now that Ye Shaotian was challenging him, if he didn’t dare to fight back, he would become a laughingstock.
Moreover, they didn’t really consider him an “uncle.” Although the Sect Leader had granted him the Nameless Peak and established an affiliated sect, in their eyes, he was just lucky and didn’t deserve any respect.
Lin Fan looked at Ye Shaotian and sighed silently. “Nephew, why go this far? As your uncle, how could I attack a junior? But fine, since you insist, I’ll stand here and let you strike me three times. I won’t fight back.”
Feng Bujue was stunned, looking at Lin Fan in disbelief.
He had personally experienced Ye Shaotian’s strength—it was terrifyingly powerful. Even if their cultivation levels were the same, he couldn’t last three moves against him.
Ye Shaotian was undoubtedly the strongest among those of the same cultivation level, and he might even be capable of challenging those above his level.
Now, his future Sect Leader was saying he would stand still and take three strikes? That seemed impossible.
“Sect Leader…”
Lin Fan waved his hand, smiling slightly, then looked at Ye Shaotian. “Well? Three strikes.”
Ye Shaotian sneered, “Fine. If you can take three strikes from me, I’ll let this matter drop.”
The outer disciples around them, seeing Lin Fan’s calm demeanor, were all skeptical.
Was he bluffing?
“Brother Ye, don’t kill him. He’s the one the Sect Leader granted the Nameless Peak. If he dies, it’ll be troublesome,” Ruo Mengyu whispered.
“Don’t worry,” Ye Shaotian naturally wouldn’t be foolish enough to kill him, but he could make him bedridden for a few months.
Lin Fan had already seen through Ye Shaotian. His cultivation was decent, but Lin Fan’s physical strength was no joke. With his current cultivation, Ye Shaotian couldn’t possibly break his defense.
His body had reached the early stage of the Divine Realm—it was more than enough to handle Ye Shaotian.
…
Not far away.
“Sect Leader, should we step in and stop this?” the Supreme Elder Wuya asked.
“No need. Let’s see. Since Lin Fan dares to do this, he must have some confidence. This guy is full of surprises. I thought his foundation was destroyed and his martial path was over, but he’s managed to recover,” Sect Leader Yan said, his deep eyes fixed on Lin Fan, as if trying to see through him.
However, Lin Fan’s body showed no fluctuations of energy, and no matter how Sect Leader Yan tried to observe, he couldn’t find anything unusual.
It was truly strange.
Lin Fan stepped forward, standing there fearlessly, a smile still on his face. “Ready.”
Ye Shaotian sneered. Today, he would reestablish his authority. The outer disciples would see him as their king.
“Ha!”
Ye Shaotian let out a loud shout, his palm glowing with immense power as he struck toward Lin Fan.
The outer disciples around them gasped. They could tell that this strike was extraordinary—its momentum was overwhelming, giving them a sense of suffocation. If it were them, they wouldn’t know what to do.
“Bang!”
Ye Shaotian’s lips curled into a smile. This strike wouldn’t kill him, but it would surely shift his internal organs.
“Not bad, but this strike is too rigid.”
At that moment, Ye Shaotian, who had been full of confidence, suddenly changed his expression, exclaiming in disbelief.
His strike had done nothing to Lin Fan. In fact, Lin Fan looked completely unharmed.
How was this possible?
Lin Fan, seeing Ye Shaotian’s shocked expression, smiled slightly.
Although the “Indestructible Demon Body” no longer had levels or experience bonuses, Lin Fan could still feel a stream of energy entering his body when Ye Shaotian struck.
To Lin Fan, this energy was like experience.
“Ha!”
This time, Ye Shaotian punched, his fist carrying even more powerful energy than before, as if it could shatter the heavens.
“Bang.”
“Not bad, you’ve improved,” Lin Fan said with a smile.
He could feel his body strengthening, but there was still a long way to go before breaking through to the next stage of the Divine Realm. No matter, he would take it slow.
The outer disciples around them were all dumbfounded. Ye Shaotian’s strikes hadn’t even budged Lin Fan. What was going on?
Feng Bujue was also stunned. This was too unreal.
In the distance, Sect Leader Yan and Supreme Elder Wuya also looked surprised.
“How is his body so strong?”
“As expected. After consuming the essence of a ferocious beast and surviving, even though the Sect Leader’s elixir played a part, the key was his physical strength. It’s far beyond that of an ordinary martial artist.”
…
Seeing the shocked looks of the disciples around him, Ye Shaotian’s anger flared, especially when he saw Lin Fan’s occasional smiles. It was unbearable.
“Ha!”
“Eight Desolates and Six Harmonies Palm!”
This time, Ye Shaotian unleashed his true power. This palm strike, in Lin Fan’s eyes, was impressive.
It was as if it could sweep across the heavens and earth, drawing the essence of the world into itself—truly formidable.
Sect Leader Yan and Supreme Elder Wuya were also slightly startled when they saw this palm technique.
“Bang!”
“Still not dead?” Ye Shaotian was now truly furious.
“Not bad, not bad. This palm is quite impressive,” Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction, feeling proud of his nephew’s skill.
“You…” Ye Shaotian was dumbfounded. His strongest strike had also failed. How was this possible?
The outer disciples around them began to murmur, which Ye Shaotian couldn’t tolerate.
“Impossible!” Ye Shaotian roared, now using all his strength, disregarding the three-strike agreement.
“Brother Ye…” Ruo Mengyu looked at her prince charming, now seemingly possessed, and couldn’t help but worry.
Lin Fan, however, frowned.
“Hey, nephew, that’s enough. Don’t go overboard. Your uncle isn’t a punching bag,” Lin Fan reminded him.
Although the strikes were impressive, in front of so many people, an uncle had to maintain his dignity.
“Impossible, impossible!” Ye Shaotian roared.
“You…” Lin Fan was now truly angry. Ye Shaotian was being too unreasonable. Fine, if that’s how it was, then as his uncle, he would have to temporarily disable him.
“Bang!”
Lin Fan suddenly lifted his foot, intending to kick Ye Shaotian away.
But at that moment, Ye Shaotian leaped high into the air, spreading his legs. Lin Fan’s expression changed, but it was too late to retract his foot.
“Bang!”
“Oh…”
At that moment, the world seemed to change. The disciples who had been murmuring were now completely stunned by what they saw.
“Ding, congratulations on creating the inhumane technique: ‘Egg-Kicking Foot.'”
“The essence of ‘Egg-Kicking Foot’: Strike where it hurts.”
Lin Fan was dumbfounded. “Nephew, I just wanted to kick you away. I didn’t mean to…”
Lin Fan stopped mid-sentence, unsure of what to say.
Because he suddenly realized that Ye Shaotian seemed to be in genuine pain.
So much so that tears were streaming down his face.
Lin Fan swore to the heavens that he hadn’t meant to do it.
In Lin Fan’s eyes, the “Monkey Steals the Peach” technique was already inhumane enough. Who would have thought he would create an even more inhumane technique, the “Egg-Kicking Foot”? Would he have to use both hands and feet when fighting against powerful opponents in the future?
“Right, don’t worry,” Ye Shaotian naturally wouldn’t be foolish enough to kill him, but making him bedridden for a few months was certainly feasible.
Lin Fan had already seen through Ye Shaotian. His cultivation was decent, but Lin Fan’s physical strength was nothing to joke about. Could Ye Shaotian’s cultivation even break through his defense?
Early-stage Divine Body cultivation—this was going to be a good workout.
…
Meanwhile, not far away.
Lin Fan knew exactly what was about to unfold. After all, for a genius like him, blatantly taking someone away right in front of him was a blatant disregard for his dignity.
But to be honest, Lin Fan wasn’t particularly fond of giving others face.
“Nephew, do you have something to say?” Lin Fan turned around and asked with a calm expression.
Compared to Ye Shaotian’s gloomy demeanor, Lin Fan appeared far more composed.
Ye Shaotian, hearing this man repeatedly calling him “nephew,” felt a surge of anger. It was clear that this man was trying to belittle him.
“Are you stepping in to protect him?” Ye Shaotian narrowed his eyes, glaring unfriendly at Lin Fan.
To Ye Shaotian, this so-called “uncle” was nothing but a self-inflicted humiliation. The subordinate sect of the Holy Sect was, at its core, merely a pity gesture from the sect leader. Did this man really think he was something?
“He is no longer a disciple of the Holy Sect but has joined my Saint Demon Sect. Is there a problem with that? Young man, don’t be so narrow-minded. It won’t do you any good in your martial path,” Lin Fan said, speaking like a benevolent elder.
“Hmph, from the sound of it, you think your cultivation is superior to mine. Fine, I, Ye Shaotian, will have to test that,” Ye Shaotian’s eyes gleamed with determination. Since this man wanted to protect Feng Bujue, he would see if he had the capability.
As for the unnamed peak that this man had been granted by the sect leader, Ye Shaotian didn’t give it much thought.
There were many unoccupied peaks in the Holy Sect, and many of them were far better than the unnamed peak.
The fact that the sect leader had given him the unnamed peak likely meant he didn’t think much of it.
As long as he didn’t take his life, Ye Shaotian could humiliate him thoroughly, teaching him who he could and couldn’t mess with.
The surrounding outer disciples were all stunned. Ye Shaotian was truly ruthless—he had just taken down Feng Bujue, and now he was about to crush the people on the unnamed peak.
This genius was indeed a genius, acting with absolute dominance and leaving no room for compromise.
The guy from the unnamed peak had called himself an “uncle,” and now that Ye Shaotian was challenging him, if he didn’t dare to accept the challenge, he would surely become a laughingstock.
Moreover, they didn’t really consider him an uncle. According to the rules, since the sect leader had granted him the unnamed peak and established a subordinate sect, they should indeed address him as “uncle.”
But this so-called uncle who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere didn’t earn their respect. In their eyes, he was just lucky and didn’t deserve any reverence.
Lin Fan looked at Ye Shaotian and sighed softly. “Nephew, why must it come to this? As your uncle, how could I possibly strike a junior? But fine, since you insist, I’ll stand here and let you attack me three times. I won’t fight back.”
Feng Bujue was stunned, staring at Lin Fan in disbelief. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing.
He had personally experienced Ye Shaotian’s strength—it was formidable, overwhelmingly so. Even if their cultivation levels were equal, Feng Bujue couldn’t last three moves against him.
Ye Shaotian was undoubtedly the strongest among those of the same cultivation level, and he might even be capable of challenging those above his level.
Now, his future sect leader was saying he would stand still and take three attacks? How was that possible?
“Sect Leader…”
Lin Fan waved his hand, smiling slightly, then looked at Ye Shaotian. “Well? Three moves.”
Ye Shaotian sneered, “Fine. If you can withstand three moves from me, I’ll let this matter drop.”
The outer disciples around them, seeing Lin Fan’s calm demeanor, were all skeptical.
This was pushing it too far.
“Brother Ye, don’t go too far. This man was granted the unnamed peak by the sect leader. If he dies, it’ll be trouble,” Ruo Mengyu whispered.
“Don’t worry,” Ye Shaotian naturally wouldn’t be foolish enough to kill him, but he could certainly make him bedridden for a few months.
Lin Fan had already seen through Ye Shaotian. His cultivation was decent, but Lin Fan’s physical strength was no joke. With his current level, Ye Shaotian couldn’t possibly break through his defense.
An early-stage Divine Body was more than enough to handle him.
…
At a distance.
“Sect Leader, should we step in and stop this?” the Supreme Elder Wuya asked.
“No need. Let’s see. Since Lin Fan dares to do this, he must have something to rely on. This guy is full of surprises. I thought his foundation was destroyed, and his martial path was doomed, but he managed to recover,” Sect Leader Yan said, his deep gaze fixed on Lin Fan, as if trying to see through him.
But no matter how he looked, he couldn’t detect any fluctuations in Lin Fan’s aura. It was truly strange.
Lin Fan stepped forward, standing fearlessly, a smile still on his face. “Ready.”
Ye Shaotian sneered. Today, he would reestablish his authority. The outer disciples would see him as their king.
“Ha!”
Ye Shaotian let out a fierce shout, his palm glowing with intense light as he struck towards Lin Fan.
The outer disciples gasped in shock. They could tell that this palm strike was extraordinary, its momentum overwhelming, making them feel suffocated. If it were them, they wouldn’t know what to do.
“Bang!”
Ye Shaotian’s lips curled into a smile. This strike might not kill you, but it would certainly dislocate your internal organs.
“Not bad, but this strike is too rigid.”
At that moment, Ye Shaotian’s confident expression suddenly changed. He exclaimed in disbelief.
The strike had landed, but Lin Fan showed no signs of injury. In fact, he looked completely unharmed.
How was this possible?
Lin Fan smiled slightly at Ye Shaotian’s shocked expression.
Although the “Indestructible Demon Body” no longer had levels or experience bonuses, Lin Fan could still feel a stream of energy entering his body when Ye Shaotian struck him.
To Lin Fan, this energy was a substitute for experience.
“Ha!”
This time, Ye Shaotian threw a punch, the power behind it even greater than before, as if he could punch through the heavens with it.
“Bang.”
“Not bad, you’ve improved,” Lin Fan said with a smile.
He could feel his body strengthening, though he was still far from breaking through to the next stage of the Divine Body. But that was fine; he could take his time.
The outer disciples were all in disbelief. Ye Shaotian’s palm strike and punch hadn’t even budged Lin Fan. What was going on?
Feng Bujue was also stunned. This was too unreal.
In the distance, Sect Leader Yan and Supreme Elder Wuya also looked surprised.
“How is his body so strong?”
“As expected. After consuming the beast’s essence blood and surviving, though the sect leader’s elixir played a part, the key was his physical strength, which far surpasses that of ordinary martial artists.”
…
Seeing the shocked expressions of the disciples around him, Ye Shaotian’s anger flared, especially when he saw Lin Fan’s occasional smiles. It was unbearable.
“Ha!”
“Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Palm!”
This time, Ye Shaotian unleashed his true power. This palm strike, in Lin Fan’s eyes, was truly impressive.
It was as if it could sweep across the heavens and earth, drawing in the essence of the world, exuding immense power.
Sect Leader Yan and Supreme Elder Wuya were also slightly startled when they saw this palm strike. This technique…
“Bang!”
“Still not dead?” Ye Shaotian was now fully enraged.
“Not bad, not bad. This palm strike is quite impressive,” Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction, pleased that his nephew had such a powerful technique.
“You…” Ye Shaotian was dumbfounded. His strongest palm strike had also failed. How was this possible?
Gradually, murmurs of disbelief spread among the outer disciples, which Ye Shaotian couldn’t tolerate.
“Impossible!” Ye Shaotian roared, now disregarding the three-move limit and unleashing everything he had.
“Brother Ye…” Ruo Mengyu looked at her prince charming, now seemingly possessed, and couldn’t help but worry.
Lin Fan, however, frowned.
“Hey, nephew, that’s enough. Don’t go overboard. I’m not a punching bag,” Lin Fan reminded him.
Though the strikes were impressive, in front of so many people, an uncle had to maintain his dignity.
“Impossible, impossible!” Ye Shaotian roared.
“You…” Lin Fan was now truly angry. Ye Shaotian was being too unreasonable. Fine, if that’s how it was, he would have to temporarily incapacitate him.
“Bang!”
Lin Fan suddenly raised his foot, intending to kick Ye Shaotian away.
But at that moment, Ye Shaotian leaped high into the air, his legs spread wide. Lin Fan’s expression changed, but it was too late to retract his foot.
“Bang!”
“Oh…”
At that moment, the heavens and earth seemed to shift. The disciples who had been murmuring in disbelief were now completely stunned.
“Ding, congratulations on creating the unprecedented technique: ‘Egg-Kicking Foot.'”
“‘Egg-Kicking Foot’ essence: Strike where it hurts.”
Lin Fan was dumbfounded. “Nephew, I just wanted to kick you away. I didn’t mean to…”
Lin Fan trailed off, unsure of what to say.
Because he suddenly realized that Ye Shaotian seemed to be in genuine pain.
So much so that tears were streaming down his face.
Lin Fan swore to the heavens that he hadn’t meant to do it.
In Lin Fan’s eyes, the “Monkey Steals the Peach” technique was already inhumane enough. Who would have thought he would now create an even more ruthless technique, the “Egg-Kicking Foot”? Did this mean that in future battles against powerful opponents, he would have to use both hands and feet?
“No, let’s watch. Lin Fan dares to act like this, so he must have some backing. This fellow is indeed unexpected. I originally thought his foundation was ruined and his martial cultivation was over, but I never imagined he could recover,” Zongzhu Yan looked deeply at Lin Fan, as if trying to see through him.
But Lin Fan showed no fluctuation in aura. No matter how hard Yan examined, he couldn’t detect anything unusual.
It was truly strange.
At this moment, Lin Fan stepped forward, standing there calmly with a smile on his face. “Alright, let’s begin.”
Ye Shaotian sneered at this moment. Today, he would reestablish his authority—among the outer sect disciples, he would be the king.
“Roar…”
Ye Shaotian roared loudly, his palm glowing with brilliant light as he struck toward Lin Fan.
The outer sect disciples watching knew immediately that this palm strike was extraordinary. Its momentum was overwhelming, causing a suffocating sensation. If it were them, they probably wouldn’t know how to respond.
“Bang…”
A hint of a smile appeared on Ye Shaotian’s lips. This palm strike might not kill you, but your internal organs would definitely be displaced.
“Not bad, though the palm strike is a bit too rigid.”
At this moment, Ye Shaotian, who had been full of confidence, suddenly changed expression and shouted in disbelief.
This strike—Lin Fan hadn’t been affected at all. Looking at his expression, it was as if nothing had happened.
How was that possible?
Seeing Ye Shaotian’s shocked expression, Lin Fan smiled slightly.
Although the《Immortal Devil Body》technique no longer had levels or experience gain, Lin Fan could still feel the energy from Ye Shaotian’s palm strike entering his body.
In Lin Fan’s view, this energy was replacing experience points.
“Roar…”
At this moment, Ye Shaotian threw a punch, even more powerful than before, as if it could punch through the sky itself.
“Bang.”
“Not bad, better than before,” Lin Fan said with a smile.
He could feel his physical body strengthening, though there was still a long way to go before breaking through to the early-stage Divine Body. But that was fine—progress takes time.
The outer sect disciples watching were now in complete disbelief.
Ye Shaotian’s palm and punch had not moved the opponent even slightly. What was going on?
Feng Bu Jue was also stunned, finding this situation hard to believe.
Far away, Zongzhu Yan and Elder Wuya also showed expressions of surprise.
“How can his physical body be so strong?”
Lin Fan knew what was about to happen. After all, for a genius like him, blatantly taking someone away right in front of him was simply too disrespectful.
But to be honest, Lin Fan wasn’t particularly fond of giving face to others.
“Nephew, do you have something to say?” Lin Fan turned around and asked with a calm expression.
Compared to Ye Shaotian’s gloomy demeanor, Lin Fan appeared much more composed.
Ye Shaotian, hearing this person repeatedly calling him “nephew,” felt a surge of anger in his heart. It was clear that this man was deliberately trying to belittle him.
“So, you’re stepping in to protect him?” Ye Shaotian narrowed his eyes, looking at Lin Fan with hostility.
To Ye Shaotian, this so-called “uncle” was nothing but a joke. The affiliated sects of the Holy Sect were, in the end, just a pitiful gesture from the Sect Master. Did they really think they were something special?
“He’s no longer a disciple of the Holy Sect but has joined my Saint Demon Sect. Is there a problem with that? Young man, don’t be too narrow-minded. It won’t do you any good in your martial path,” Lin Fan said, speaking like a benevolent elder.
“Hmph, from the way you speak, it seems you think your cultivation is higher than mine. Fine, I, Ye Shaotian, will have to test that,” Ye Shaotian’s eyes gleamed with determination. Since this man wanted to protect Feng Bujue, he would see if he had the capability.
As for the unnamed peak that this person had been granted by the Sect Master, Ye Shaotian didn’t care much about it.
The Holy Sect had many uninhabited peaks, and there were plenty better than the unnamed one. The Sect Master had likely given it to him without much thought.
As long as he didn’t kill him, Ye Shaotian could humiliate him thoroughly and teach him who he could and couldn’t mess with.
The surrounding outer disciples were all stunned. Ye Shaotian was truly ruthless. He had just defeated Feng Bujue, and now he was about to crush the person from the unnamed peak.
This was the mark of a true genius—acting decisively and leaving no room for mercy.
The guy from the unnamed peak had called himself an “uncle,” and now that Ye Shaotian was challenging him, if he didn’t dare to fight back, he would become a laughingstock.
Moreover, they didn’t really see him as an uncle. According to the rules, since the Sect Master had granted him the unnamed peak and established an affiliated sect, they should indeed address him as “uncle.”
But this so-called uncle who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere didn’t command their respect. In their eyes, he was just lucky and didn’t deserve any special treatment.
Lin Fan looked at Ye Shaotian and sighed silently. “Nephew, why go this far? As your uncle, how could I possibly strike a junior? But fine, since it’s come to this, I’ll stand here and let you attack me three times. I won’t fight back.”
Feng Bujue was stunned, looking at Lin Fan in disbelief.
He had personally experienced Ye Shaotian’s strength—it was formidable, incredibly so. Even though their cultivation levels were similar, Feng Bujue couldn’t last three moves against him.
Ye Shaotian was undoubtedly the strongest among those of the same cultivation level, and he might even be capable of challenging those at a higher level.
Now, his future Sect Master was saying he would stand still and take three attacks? That seemed impossible.
“Sect Master…”
Lin Fan waved his hand, smiling slightly, and then looked at Ye Shaotian. “Well? Three moves.”
Ye Shaotian sneered, “Fine. If you can take three of my attacks, this matter ends here.”
The outer disciples around them, seeing Lin Fan’s calm demeanor, were all skeptical.
Was he bluffing?
“Brother Ye, don’t go too far. This person was granted the unnamed peak by the Sect Master. If he dies, it’ll be troublesome,” Ruo Mengyu whispered.
“Don’t worry,” Ye Shaotian naturally wouldn’t be foolish enough to kill him, but he could certainly make him bedridden for a few months.
Lin Fan had already seen through Ye Shaotian. His cultivation was decent, but Lin Fan’s physical strength was no joke. With his current level, Ye Shaotian couldn’t possibly break his defense.
His body had reached the early stage of the Divine Realm, and it was more than enough to handle Ye Shaotian’s attacks.
…
At a distance.
“Sect Master, should we step in and stop this?” the Supreme Elder Wuya asked.
“No need. Let’s see. Since Lin Fan dares to do this, he must have some confidence. This guy is full of surprises. I thought his foundation was destroyed, and he had no hope in martial arts, but he’s managed to recover,” Sect Master Yan said, his deep gaze fixed on Lin Fan, as if trying to see through him.
However, Lin Fan’s body showed no fluctuations of energy, and no matter how Sect Master Yan tried to probe, he couldn’t detect anything unusual.
It was truly strange.
Lin Fan stepped forward, standing fearlessly with a smile on his face. “Ready.”
Ye Shaotian sneered. Today, he would reestablish his authority. The outer disciples would recognize him, Ye Shaotian, as their king.
“Ha!”
Ye Shaotian let out a fierce shout, and a brilliant light erupted from his palm as he struck towards Lin Fan.
The outer disciples around them gasped in shock. They could tell that this palm strike was extraordinary, its momentum overwhelming, almost suffocating. If it were them, they wouldn’t know what to do.
“Bang!”
Ye Shaotian’s lips curled into a smile. This strike might not kill you, but it would certainly displace your internal organs.
“Not bad, but this strike is too rigid.”
At that moment, Ye Shaotian, who had been confident, suddenly changed his expression, exclaiming in disbelief.
The strike had no effect on Lin Fan, and he looked completely unharmed.
How was this possible?
Lin Fan looked at Ye Shaotian’s shocked expression and smiled slightly.
Although the “Indestructible Demon Body” no longer had levels or experience bonuses, Lin Fan could still feel a stream of energy entering his body when Ye Shaotian struck.
To Lin Fan, this energy was like experience.
“Ha!”
This time, Ye Shaotian threw a punch, and the aura surrounding his fist was even more powerful than before, as if he could punch through the heavens.
“Bang.”
“Not bad, you’ve improved,” Lin Fan said with a smile.
He could feel his body strengthening, but there was still a long way to go before breaking through to the next stage of the Divine Realm. But that was fine; he could take it slow.
The outer disciples around them were all dumbfounded. Ye Shaotian’s palm strike and punch hadn’t even budged Lin Fan. What was going on?
Feng Bujue was also stunned. This was too unreal.
In the distance, Sect Master Yan and Supreme Elder Wuya also looked surprised.
“How is his body so strong?”
“As expected. After consuming the essence of a fierce beast and surviving, even though the Sect Master’s elixir played a part, the key was his physical strength. It far exceeds that of an ordinary martial artist.”
…
Seeing the shocked expressions of the disciples around him, Ye Shaotian’s anger flared up, especially when he saw Lin Fan’s occasional smile. It was unbearable.
“Ha!”
“Eight Desolates and Six Harmonies Palm!”
This time, Ye Shaotian brought out his true strength. In Lin Fan’s eyes, this palm strike was impressive.
It was as if it could sweep across the heavens and earth, drawing the essence of the world into itself. It was incredibly powerful.
Sect Master Yan and Supreme Elder Wuya were also slightly startled when they saw this palm strike.
“Bang!”
“Still not dead?” Ye Shaotian was now truly furious.
“Not bad, not bad. This palm strike is quite impressive,” Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction, feeling pleased that his nephew had such a powerful technique.
“You…” Ye Shaotian was dumbfounded. His strongest palm strike had also failed. How was this possible?
The outer disciples around them began to murmur, and Ye Shaotian couldn’t tolerate it.
“Impossible!” Ye Shaotian roared, unleashing all his strength, no longer caring about the three-move agreement.
“Brother Ye…” Ruo Mengyu looked at her prince charming, now seemingly possessed, and couldn’t help but worry.
Lin Fan, however, frowned.
“Hey, hey, nephew, that’s enough. Don’t go too far. Your uncle here isn’t a punching bag,” Lin Fan reminded him.
Although the punches and palm strikes were impressive, in front of so many people, an uncle still had to maintain his dignity.
“Impossible, impossible!” Ye Shaotian roared.
“You…” Lin Fan was now truly angry. Ye Shaotian was being too unreasonable. Fine, if that’s how it is, then this uncle will have to temporarily disable you.
“Bang!”
Lin Fan suddenly raised his foot, intending to kick Ye Shaotian away.
But at that moment, Ye Shaotian leaped high into the air, spreading his legs. Lin Fan’s expression changed, but it was too late to retract his foot.
“Bang!”
“Oh…”
At that moment, the world seemed to change. The disciples who had been murmuring were now completely stunned by what they saw.
“Ding, congratulations on creating the inhumane technique: ‘Egg-Kicking Strike.'”
“‘Egg-Kicking Strike’ essence: Strike where it hurts.”
Lin Fan was dumbfounded. “Nephew, I just wanted to kick you away. I didn’t mean to…”
Lin Fan stopped mid-sentence, unsure of what to say.
Because Lin Fan suddenly realized that Ye Shaotian seemed to be in genuine pain.
So much so that tears were streaming down his face.
Lin Fan swore to the heavens that he hadn’t meant to do it.
In Lin Fan’s eyes, the “Monkey Steals the Peach” technique was already inhumane enough. Who would have thought he’d now created an even more inhumane technique, the “Egg-Kicking Strike”? Would he have to use both hands and feet when fighting against heaven-defying experts in the future?
…
Seeing the shocked expressions of the surrounding disciples, Ye Shaotian’s anger flared. Especially Lin Fan’s occasional smile, which infuriated Ye Shaotian even more.
“Roar…”
“Eight Directions and Six Realms Palm!”
At this moment, Ye Shaotian unleashed his true strength. In Lin Fan’s eyes, this palm strike was impressive.
It seemed to sweep across heaven and earth, drawing the essence of the world into itself, extremely powerful.
Zongzhu Yan and Elder Wuya were slightly startled when they saw this palm strike.
“Bang…”
“Not yet dead!” At this moment, Ye Shaotian had already gone all out.
“Not bad, not bad. This palm strike is impressive,” Lin Fan said with satisfaction, feeling pleased that his junior apprentice possessed such a palm technique.
“You…” At this moment, Ye Shaotian was stunned. His strongest palm strike had no effect. How was that possible?
At this moment, murmurs gradually arose among the outer sect disciples, which Ye Shaotian could not tolerate.
“Impossible!” Ye Shaotian roared in anger, throwing all caution aside and ignoring the agreement of three moves.
“Ye Brother…” Ruo Mengyu looked at her prince charming, who now seemed possessed, and couldn’t help but feel worried.
Lin Fan, however, frowned.
“Hey hey, junior apprentice, that’s enough. Don’t go too far. Your senior is not a punching bag,” Lin Fan reminded him.
Though these punches and palm strikes were quite good, in front of everyone, a senior still needed to maintain his dignity.
“Impossible, impossible…” Ye Shaotian roared.
“You…” At this moment, Lin Fan’s anger flared. Ye Shaotian was simply out of line. Fine, since that was the case, this senior would have to temporarily disable his fighting ability.
“Bang…”
At this moment, Lin Fan suddenly lifted his foot, preparing to kick Ye Shaotian away.
But at this moment, Ye Shaotian leaped high, legs spread wide. Lin Fan’s expression changed, wanting to withdraw but it was already too late.
“Bang…”
“Ouch…”
At this moment, the sky and earth seemed to change color. The disciples who had been murmuring, upon seeing this scene, were instantly shocked into silence.
“Ding! Congratulations on creating the inhumane martial technique:《Lift-Kick》.”
“Essence of《Lift-Kick》: Seizing the Gap with a Leg.”
At this moment, Lin Fan froze. “Junior apprentice, I just wanted to kick you away. I didn’t mean to…”
Lin Fan’s words were halfway out when he suddenly didn’t know how to continue.
Because he suddenly noticed that Ye Shaotian seemed to be in great pain.
So much pain that tears were falling.
Lin Fan dared to swear to heaven that he hadn’t done it on purpose.
In his opinion,《Monkey Steals Peach》had already been inhumane enough. Who could have imagined that he would now create an even more inhumane martial technique,《Lift-Kick》. Would he have to use both hands and feet every time he fought against powerful opponents in the future?
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