Liang Yichu cherished his direct disciple dearly, regarding him as a prodigy whose talent could rival the ancestors of Jiuxiao Sect throughout history. Taking him out today was a matter of prestige, especially in front of his old friend, offering a perfect opportunity to show off.
“Wuyao Brother, I wonder how your sect’s outstanding disciple is doing? Where is that disciple called Mie Qiong? Three years ago, my apprentice secluded himself forcefully to prove his heavenly status and couldn’t attend back then. This year, I’d like him to have a match with that disciple,” Liang Yichu said with a smile, his round belly jiggling.
Elder Wuyao, the Supreme Elder, looked at this old fellow with slight displeasure in his heart. “Brother Yichu, how come it feels like you’re trying to provoke me?”
Knowing his old friend’s temperament all too well, the latter came to show off. Three years ago, in the previous battle of the most outstanding disciples, Mie Qiong had seized the position through sheer strength, humiliating Jiuxiao Sect.
Now it seemed Jiuxiao Sect was well-prepared to redeem themselves today.
“Brother Wuyao, don’t think like that. We’ve been friends for over a hundred years; how could I be so vulgar? Our two sects have a close relationship. As a senior, I’m just showing concern,” Liang Yichu said with a straight face, making his lies sound utterly convincing.
Elder Wuyao glanced sideways at his sect’s disciples and couldn’t really find an outstanding talent who could surpass the opponent. Upon seeing Liang Yichu’s direct disciple, Wuyao already knew clearly that unless something unexpected happened this year, the first place in the battle of the most outstanding disciples would definitely go to this Xin Feng.
At this moment, Wuyao fixed his gaze on Lin Fan. This young fellow had always been mysterious, even managing to kill a Snow King Lion of the Little Heaven-stage high rank. He must have many hidden techniques. Now that the sect was facing difficulties, as a disciple of the sect, he had every reason to step forward.
Moreover, seeing Liang Yichu’s smug expression, Wuyao felt annoyed. This old fellow couldn’t outdo him directly, so now he was trying to show off through his disciple. How could he be allowed to get his way?
At this moment, Wuyao maintained a calm expression, a faint smile appearing on his face. “Since Brother Yichu wants to meet him, let’s meet him then. That one is one of our sect’s outstanding disciples, Lin Fan. Come and pay your respects to the senior.”
At this moment, Lin Fan was standing on the spot, still thinking about how to properly deal with this Xin Feng.
To Lin Fan, this guy with his nose in the air was too arrogant. That calm, haughty gaze gave off an aura that begged for a beating, making one feel quite annoyed.
Yet, seeing Elder Wuyao calling for him, Lin Fan immediately felt a sense of being entrusted with a critical mission at a crucial moment. At this moment, a surge of powerful energy welled up inside him.
Someone who is remembered by the sect when the sect’s dignity is at stake must hold a significant position within the sect.
At this moment, Lin Fan lifted his head, even more proudly than Xin Feng, his eyes fixed not on what was ahead but only on the deep blue sky.
He raised his head high, his hands clasped behind his back, walking slowly toward the elder.
Each step was very slow, creating a strong visual effect. From time to time, Lin Fan activated his “Invisibility Technique,” causing his footsteps to intermittently disappear and reappear.
At this moment, the sect’s disciples gasped in astonishment one after another.
They were stunned by Lin Fan’s graceful movements and began whispering among themselves.
“Master Lin, how can he be so domineering?”
“Incredible! My eyes are going to go blind. Master Lin’s posture, his steps, and that calm aura are giving me immense pressure.”
“Hmph, I’ve been saying all along that the Jiuxiao Sect’s outstanding disciples are nothing special. In front of Master Lin, they’re completely crushed.”
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Watching Lin Fan’s current demeanor, Elder Wuyao felt helpless inside but managed a slight smile on his face, showing great approval of Lin Fan.
What the sect lacked was precisely such a disciple, one who could embody the sect’s prestige.
That unhurried pace, that intermittently visible figure, that proudly raised head—all symbolized the dignity of the Holy Sect.
“Master,” Lin Fan stood beside Wuyao and said calmly.
“Hmm, greet Elder Liang. Elder Liang is a close friend of mine,” Wuyao said.
Lin Fan slightly lowered his head, but still kept it raised rather excessively. His eyes had to look downward to catch a single hair on Liang Yichu’s bald head.
Lin Fan didn’t respond with a cold hum, as he felt that wouldn’t reflect his own style.
“Tu tu…”
Lin Fan slightly twitched his nose, letting out two snorts as a greeting.
Elder Wuyao looked at Lin Fan, growing more and more fond of him, then slightly apologetically said, “Brother Yichu, I’m sorry. This sect’s outstanding disciple has quite the personality; it’s hard to change, so please don’t take offense.”
Liang Yichu looked at Wuyao, then narrowed his eyes at Lin Fan, feeling somewhat displeased. This disciple was indeed quite something.
Xin Feng slightly furrowed his brows, looking at Lin Fan with growing annoyance. This guy was even more arrogant than himself—could his strength possibly surpass his own?
The Jiuxiao Sect’s outstanding disciples also looked at Lin Fan with displeasure. In their eyes, this fellow was being too reckless.
That guy with his head raised high, facing them with only his two nostrils, was simply too much.
Soon, everyone deeply etched Lin Fan’s face into their memories. In the upcoming battle of the outstanding disciples, they would make him understand exactly what consequences excessive recklessness could bring.
“Haha, Brother Wuyao, this disciple seems somewhat extraordinary, but his cultivation seems…” Liang Yichu said with a smile. The disciple before him emitted no slightest ripple of true energy, making it impossible to sense his cultivation level.
As for how this disciple managed to hide his presence from him, that was simply impossible. Therefore, there was only one possibility left—that this disciple had no cultivation at all.
Wuyao naturally understood what the short, fat man meant, but he himself sometimes felt puzzled. What exactly was going on with this kid? There wasn’t a trace of aura around him. Even the sect leader couldn’t discern the boy’s cultivation level. It was indeed very strange.
“Elder Liang, junior asks you, what is the purpose of our cultivation?” Lin Fan asked calmly and lightly.
“Brother Wuyao, this disciple is quite interesting. He dares to test me, but it’s fine. Since all the disciples are here, as a senior, I’ll explain it clearly to you all.”
“What’s the purpose of our cultivation? It is to transcend everything and freely wander between heaven and earth…” Liang Yichu said with a slight smile, eloquently expounding. He wanted to give these younger generations a good lesson, letting them understand the true purpose of cultivation.
“How about that?” Liang Yichu said with a smile.
The Jiuxiao Sect’s disciples listened to their elder’s answer, nodding in agreement as if they had been immersed in profound truths.
Even some of the Holy Sect’s disciples nodded slightly, agreeing with the explanation. After all, wasn’t the purpose of cultivation to transcend everything…
At this moment, however, Lin Fan gazed forward calmly, a serene and distant aura gradually radiating from him. His tone was calm yet low.
“You’re wrong…”
“Our cultivation is not about pursuing these things…”
As soon as Lin Fan’s words came out, the entire place erupted in an uproar. Jiuxiao Sect’s outstanding disciples clenched their fists tightly. This fellow was simply too reckless.
How could someone be so infuriatingly arrogant? Simply too detestable indeed.
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