“Ding, Congratulations! ‘Titanium Body Cultivation’ has been upgraded.”
Hearing this notification, Lin Fan’s face lit up with joy. His efforts had finally paid off. As long as one worked hard, there would always be rewards.
“Wait, everyone, stop! He seems to be on the verge of collapse!” Just as Lin Fan was immersed in his happiness, an outer disciple nearby suddenly shouted.
“What?”
“We shouldn’t do this. After all, we’re all fellow disciples.”
“Quick, send him for healing. We can’t let anything serious happen!”
Han Lu stood not far away, watching everything unfold with a smirk on his face. If this guy really died, then it would be exactly what he deserved.
At this moment, Lin Fan suddenly shouted mockingly, “You bunch of weaklings! Do you really think you can kill me? You’re just flattering yourselves. I look down on you, yes, I do look down on you…”
Han Lu, who had been smiling moments ago, suddenly changed expression, shocked and disbelieving.
How could he still be fine? That was simply impossible.
“Damn it, you bastard! Still talking big?” The outer disciples who had attacked him, seeing that he still showed no remorse and continued to mock them, grew furious and attacked again.
“Ding, +2000 experience for ‘Titanium Body Cultivation’!”
“Ding, +3000 experience!”
“Ding, +1000 experience!”
Lin Fan was thoroughly enjoying the rapid surge of experience. The more fiercely they attacked, the happier he became. However, one regret lingered in his heart—several outer disciples were still standing silently off to the side, not stepping forward to offer him experience. That was a real disappointment.
“Damn you! Apologize to us now!” Wang Tianfeng roared angrily.
“Make me kneel to a bunch of you bullies who pick on women? That’s a dream!” Lin Fan shouted joyfully.
“We didn’t bully anyone! Why are you insulting us?” The outer disciples shouted back in fury.
They were completely caught off guard. They hadn’t even joined the fight—they were just watching, yet still insulted by him.
“What if I insult you? I just did. Come on, hit me!” Lin Fan shouted with a face begging for a beating.
“Fellow brothers, what are we waiting for? Let’s teach him today what happens to those who speak recklessly!” Wang Tianfeng shouted furiously.
Ever since he had followed Senior Yi, no one had dared speak to him like this. Lin Fan was the first.
…
Lin Fan shouted with all sorts of exaggerated cries, his voice shaking the heavens, all in an effort to give them a sense of accomplishment.
Every time these “experience-givers” seemed ready to stop, Lin Fan would mock them again, reigniting their rage.
“Bang! Bang!”
At this moment, chaos erupted in the dining hall. Many outer disciples, confused about what was happening, gathered around.
They had seen everything from start to finish. This fellow disciple, being beaten mercilessly and screaming in pain, yet still refusing to admit defeat, earned their deep admiration.
With such a temper, how could he not suffer losses? Since he couldn’t beat them all now, why not just surrender and wait until his cultivation improved, then take revenge one by one?
This was clearly a lack of patience in enduring humiliation.
“Will you submit or not?” Wang Tianfeng, now visibly exhausted, shouted. As a late-stage sixth-rank Disciple of the Inner Qi, he shouldn’t have tired so quickly.
Initially, Wang Tianfeng hadn’t used his full strength. But when he realized that Lin Fan just kept shouting without dying, he became desperate and started hitting with all his might.
“Submit to your sister! I, Lin Fan, fear neither heaven nor earth. You weaklings can kill me, but I’ll never submit!” Lin Fan shot back.
“You…” Wang Tianfeng gasped for breath, pointing at Lin Fan, unable to find words.
Could this guy be made of iron?
“Ding, +800 experience for ‘Titanium Body Cultivation’!”
“Ding, +600 experience!”
At this moment, Lin Fan was taken aback. What the hell was going on? Why was the experience increasing so slowly now? He quickly glanced sideways and realized that the outer disciples beating him were red-faced and clearly exhausted.
What the hell…
Lin Fan felt helpless. Could these guys really be quick burnouts? They hadn’t even gotten started properly, and they were already out of steam.
No way. He had to shout even louder to provoke their hidden strength. If the experience kept increasing at this rate, he’d never level up before the Year of the Monkey.
“Ow! It hurts so bad! I’m about to die!”
“You weaklings, I will never kneel to you!”
“You bullies who pick on women…”
…
Fan Yuxin watched from the crowd as the man in the center fought on her behalf. A flicker of killing intent flashed in her gentle eyes. Just as she was about to speak, her gaze caught sight of someone outside.
“Stop!” When Ni Mingyang heard the report from Junior Yin, he was stunned, then hurried over immediately.
This junior brother Lin was truly fearless, daring to provoke anyone.
Although the sect appeared peaceful, the internal struggles were fierce. One small mistake could lead to irreversible disaster.
Ni Mingyang, a late-stage eighth-rank cultivator, radiated immense power as he pushed aside everyone surrounding Lin Fan.
“Wang Tianfeng, what exactly are you doing?” Ni Mingyang glared furiously at Wang Tianfeng.
Yin Mochen quickly stepped forward, helping Lin Fan up from the ground while anxiously checking his condition. Please, Lin junior brother, just hold on!
At this moment, Lin Fan was stunned.
What the hell was going on? They were just getting into it, and now everyone was dispersing.
“Junior Lin, it’s okay now. Senior Ni is here.” Yin Mochen, seeing Lin Fan’s dazed expression, assumed he had been frightened out of his wits and gently comforted him.
Lin Fan stared blankly at Yin Mochen. If looks could kill, Yin Mochen would’ve died a thousand deaths already.
What a disaster…
So many taunts, and yet only half their intended effect had been achieved.
Yin Mochen looked at the bloodstain where Lin Fan had been lying and angrily roared at the surrounding outer disciples, “How could you be so ruthless to a fellow disciple? Where is your sense of brotherhood?”
“This…” The outer disciples who had attacked Lin Fan looked at the blood on the ground, came to their senses, and lowered their heads in guilt.
…
“Senior Ni, I think you should discipline your junior brother properly. Words shouldn’t be spoken recklessly,” Wang Tianfeng said, staring at Ni Mingyang.
Although Ni Mingyang’s cultivation level was higher, Wang Tianfeng showed no fear. After all, even after years of cultivation, Ni was still only at the late eighth-rank—a useless piece of trash in Wang Tianfeng’s eyes.
“Hmph. Wang Tianfeng, I will report this matter truthfully to Senior Meng. Let’s see whether the disciples trained by Senior Yi are all people who snatch food from their fellow disciples in the dining hall?” Ni Mingyang retorted.
…
Seeing the current situation, Lin Fan sighed inwardly. It was his own mistake—hehad chosen the wrong location. Next time, he must learn from this and never be so careless again, or else all the earlier provocations would be for nothing.
“Senior brother, I feel a bit unwell. I want to return to rest,” Lin Fan said, his heart aching and his mood heavy.
“Junior brother, hold on. I’ll help you back now,” Yin Mochen said quickly.
…
Ni Mingyang looked at Wang Tianfeng and knew this matter couldn’t be resolved here. He snorted coldly and helped Lin Fan leave the scene.
Fan Yuxin stood silently among the crowd, then quietly walked away.
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