Approaching the Grand Competition.
Holy Demon Peak had indeed become lively.
Su Hongchen, Hu Qing, and others arrived at Holy Demon Peak.
Lin Fan understood their intentions clearly.
They wanted to stand on his side.
“None of you are participating in the Grand Competition?” Lin Fan asked.
Su Hongchen smiled faintly, “Of course we will participate in the sect’s Grand Competition, but only in the inner disciple division, hoping to achieve a good ranking and obtain some generous rewards.”
“With Junior Brother Lin’s strength, perhaps you could challenge the Divine Prodigy. Ling Wuzun’s cultivation is inferior to yours. If you defeat him, you could become the Divine Prodigy,” Hu Qing added.
Su Hongchen and others knew their limits—they were fairly capable among inner disciples and confident in securing a good ranking.
But challenging the Divine Prodigy? They weren’t qualified.
Take Ling Wuzun, for example; merely his aura could suppress them speechless, let alone competing against him.
Lin Fan chuckled. Originally, he hadn’t been very interested in the Grand Competition, but hearing everyone suggest he challenge the Divine Prodigy had sparked his interest slightly.
Perhaps it would be worth watching.
“Who is the current top Divine Prodigy?” Lin Fan asked.
“Dao Wentian,” Su Hongchen replied, his expression slightly solemn.
“Dao Wentian is the number one Divine Prodigy in the Heaven and Earth Sect, ranked fourth on the True Immortal Candidate List. His strength is formidable and extraordinary,” Hu Qing explained.
“Ranked fourth on the True Immortal Candidate List—he doesn’t have True Immortal cultivation then?” In Lin Fan’s eyes, those below True Immortal were like ants.
“That’s right. However, it’s said that Dao Wentian once fought against a True Immortal elder from the sect and subdued him within ten moves. Though not a True Immortal himself, he is a terrifying existence capable of overpowering True Immortals,” Su Hongchen said.
“Therefore, if you challenge the Divine Prodigy, Lin Junior Brother, under no circumstances should you challenge Dao Wentian, for he is extremely terrifying, hailed as the number one existence beneath True Immortals in the sect.”
Lin Fan nodded but didn’t take the matter too seriously.
“I’ll consider participating in this Grand Competition,” Lin Fan said.
Su Hongchen and others nodded before leaving Holy Demon Peak. They hoped Lin Junior Brother could become the Divine Prodigy, as they believed he had the capability.
A week later.
Lin Fan had remained secluded at Holy Demon Peak, continuously refining his martial arts techniques after merging his skills.
The results were decent—he had made some progress.
Boom!
A bell rang across the heavens and earth. This bell contained a trace of the sect’s authority, echoing through the skies, capable of subduing all demons.
Lin Fan rose and headed toward the Grand Competition site.
Upon arrival and seeing the sea of disciples, Lin Fan couldn’t help but feel slightly surprised.
Indeed, the sect was the liveliest place.
“Senior Brother Lin,” called Li Qing, his junior, waving at Lin Fan from a distance.
Lin Fan walked over and greeted Li Qing.
Beside them, Elder Qingyang carefully observed Lin Fan, slightly puzzled. The kid’s aura seemed unchanged—still ordinary and unremarkable.
“Elder, what are you looking at?” Lin Fan asked with a smile.
“Nothing. Have you been slacking off?” Qingyang asked.
“Why do you say that?” Lin Fan asked, puzzled. When had he ever slacked off?
“Your aura doesn’t seem to have improved at all,” Qingyang asked curiously.
Lin Fan smiled, “Elder, if you judge people with that perspective, you might suffer a big loss.”
Elder Qingyang was momentarily stunned before realization dawned, and he burst into laughter. “I see. By the way, are you participating in this Grand Competition? Challenging the Divine Prodigy could make you one.”
“We’ll see. No rush,” Lin Fan waved his hand indifferently, not taking it too seriously.
In Lin Fan’s mind, after this competition, he planned to venture outside.
The outside world was vast, offering broader paths for cultivation enhancement.
He would improve his strength and then enter secret realms to rescue everyone.
That was Lin Fan’s plan.
Elder Qingyang felt a bit disappointed, “It would be a shame if you didn’t participate. After all, you were the one I brought back. If you could defeat the Divine Prodigy, I would gain great prestige.”
“Haha,” Lin Fan laughed, not expecting Qingyang to have such thoughts.
In Lin Fan’s view, Qingyang was a good person.
But good people often didn’t live long.
Boom!
“Silence!”
At that moment, a figure appeared on the high platform, his mighty voice echoing throughout the sect.
“So it’s that feather-brained organizer,” Qingyang muttered, clearly displeased upon seeing the figure.
The person on the high platform was none other than Fire Elder, formed from heavenly and earthly spiritual flames.
“Got a grudge?” Lin Fan asked with a smile.
“Yeah, a big one,” Qingyang nodded.
…
“The Heaven and Earth Sect has thrived for tens of thousands of years, producing generations of outstanding disciples. This Grand Competition will be a demonstration of strength, divided into outer and inner disciple divisions.”
“The first place in the outer disciple division will receive the mid-grade Dao artifact, Demon-Suppressing Crazy Blade…”
The top ten rewards were extremely generous for outer disciples. Achieving a top ten ranking would mean soaring to great heights, even potentially becoming an inner disciple.
Then came the announcement of the inner disciple division’s top ten rewards.
The first prize was a mid-grade treasure, countless pills, and the subsequent rewards were equally generous and extraordinary.
The inner disciples couldn’t help but feel envious.
But in Lin Fan’s eyes, these treasures were nothing special.
His gaze locked onto a figure on the high platform.
The Heaven and Earth Sect’s Sect Leader.
His aura was extraordinary, his strength profound—definitely beyond Lin Fan’s current capabilities.
But Lin Fan didn’t view him as insurmountable. Given a little time, surpassing him would be simple.
Then Lin Fan shifted his gaze sideways.
Ten figures sat there.
Among them was Ling Wuzun, apparently one of the Divine Prodigies.
Lin Fan glanced casually, not giving them much thought.
Outer and inner disciples were organized separately.
The Sect Leader and many elders came to watch the competition, but they weren’t just here for these matches.
“Now comes the most exciting part of the competition,” Qingyang said.
Though challenging the Divine Prodigy wasn’t officially part of the Grand Competition, during the event, any disciple had the opportunity to challenge the Divine Prodigy.
At Heaven and Earth Sect, strength was the ultimate authority.
“Reporting to the Sect Leader, I wish to challenge Divine Prodigy Ling Wuzun,” a disciple suddenly shouted, bravely stepping forward.
At that moment, the surrounding spectators gasped in surprise.
Finally, it had begun.
Hearing this, Ling Wuzun, seated among the Divine Prodigies, sneered contemptuously. He hadn’t expected anyone to dare challenge him.
But when Lin Fan saw the challenger, he was momentarily stunned.
Wasn’t that the rich kid?
Ma Tengyun.
Lin Fan smiled at this thought—it was indeed interesting.
Possessing countless recovery pills from Lin Fan, this guy was really aiming for the sky.
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