Lin Fan knew exactly why they wouldn’t let him go—it was all out of fear that he might get hurt.
Lin Fan knew why they didn’t want him to go—it was all about fearing potential harm. His ability to concoct pills with a single thought was a treasure to any sect, something to be cherished and protected. How could they let him face danger? If anything were to happen, it would be a tremendous loss.
At this moment, Sect Master Yan remained silent, his gaze fixed on Lin Fan.
Lin Fan stepped forward, his expression resolute, and clasped his fists in a respectful gesture. “Thanks to the Sect Master and my senior brothers for saving my life during that great calamity, I have survived. It has been several months since I joined the sect, yet I have not contributed in any way. Now that this opportunity lies before me, I humbly ask for the Sect Master and my senior brothers to grant me this chance.”
“Junior brother, this won’t do. You have already rendered a great service by concocting pills for the outer disciples. How can you say you haven’t contributed? Moreover, this mission is fraught with danger, and your life could be at risk. It’s better for you to stay within the sect,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak interjected.
Lin Fan remained steadfast, unwilling to back down. “The Lesser Heavenly Beast is no ordinary creature. The disciples who go to slay it face great peril. If I can concoct pills from the rear, I can save many more lives. I implore the Sect Master and my senior brothers to grant me this opportunity.”
“This…” The Grand Elders exchanged uneasy glances, unsure of how to proceed.
Lin Fan’s words were righteous and sincere, and they couldn’t deny that if he accompanied the team and concocted pills from the rear, his alchemy skills might indeed save many disciples.
This mission was no ordinary one. While slaying the Lesser Heavenly Beast was a secondary objective, the primary goal was to temper the sect’s disciples.
The last expedition to the forbidden land had resulted in heavy losses for the Sacred Sect, especially the death of a prodigious disciple, which had left everyone sighing in sorrow.
Although this junior brother’s cultivation might not be high, his alchemy skills were top-notch, and he could be of great help to the sect.
Seeing their hesitation, Lin Fan spoke with even greater determination. “During the last expedition to the forbidden land, the Sacred Sect suffered heavy losses and was humiliated in front of other sects. This time, on the journey to the Misty Snow Peak, I will use my alchemy to empower our disciples and show the other sects the might of the Sacred Sect. I beg the Sect Master to grant me this chance.”
The Grand Elders were now truly conflicted. Lin Fan’s words were not false. The last expedition had indeed tarnished the Sacred Sect’s reputation, turning them into a laughingstock among the sects. Not only had they returned empty-handed from the forbidden land, but they had also lost a prodigious disciple.
It was a devastating loss for the Sacred Sect.
If Lin Fan accompanied the inner disciples to the Misty Snow Peak, perhaps he could indeed use his alchemy to restore the sect’s honor.
But after much deliberation, it still felt too risky.
The ability to concoct pills with a single thought was a rare talent that appeared once in a millennium. If he were to perish on the Misty Snow Peak, it wouldn’t be a simple matter of losing one or two prodigies.
“You may go, but you must not use your single-thought alchemy in front of outsiders,” Sect Master Yan finally said, a faint smile in his eyes.
This little fellow had ulterior motives, but as long as he accompanied the sect, it wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.
The path of martial arts required courage and determination. A flower nurtured in a greenhouse was most fragile; without tempering, it could never achieve greatness.
“Sect Master, this…” The Grand Elders looked at him in disbelief. They hadn’t expected the Sect Master to agree.
Lin Fan’s heart swelled with joy. “Sect Master, rest assured, I will never reveal my single-thought alchemy in front of others.”
“Good. But during this journey to the Misty Snow Peak, you must not interact with any other sects. Be cautious,” Sect Master Yan warned repeatedly.
“Yes,” Lin Fan replied, his smile growing wider. He hadn’t expected it to be so easy to convince them.
The Grand Elders, seeing that the matter was settled, had nothing more to say. If it was to be this way, then so be it.
“Junior brother, you may go to the Alchemy Peak later to gather any herbs you might need for the journey, just in case,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak said.
“Thank you, senior brother,” Lin Fan said, genuinely moved. He had been concocting pills on the Nameless Peak, taking business away from the Alchemy Peak, yet his senior brother was still so generous. It would be insincere not to feel grateful.
But for the Grand Elders, who stood at a higher position, the strength of individuals no longer mattered. As long as the sect prospered, even the dissolution of the Alchemy Peak would be inconsequential.
Such was the difference in perspective.
…
After Lin Fan left.
“Sect Master, are you really going to let him accompany the inner disciples?” Grand Elder Wuya asked, puzzled.
“Yes. Ever since he arrived here, I have been observing him in secret. Although he can be mischievous, his loyalty to the Sacred Sect is genuine. Now that he wants to go out and see the world, we shouldn’t confine him just because he has mastered single-thought alchemy,” Sect Master Yan replied, recalling Lin Fan’s actions on the Nameless Peak with a resigned sigh.
What impressed Sect Master Yan even more was that this young man could help others rebuild their foundations—a truly astonishing feat.
“But what if there’s danger?” Grand Elder Lü Mingyang of the Central Peak asked.
“Don’t worry, I have a plan,” Sect Master Yan assured.
“That’s good. If nothing goes wrong, this young man will likely become a leading figure in the next generation of the Sacred Sect,” Grand Elder Wuya spoke highly of Lin Fan.
“Senior brother Wuya, isn’t that too high of a praise? There are many outstanding prodigies among the inner disciples,” Grand Elder Yan Zhanwen shook his head with a smile, unable to agree with Wuya’s assessment.
“Junior brother, just wait and see,” Wuya chuckled without elaborating.
The other Grand Elders also smiled without comment. They didn’t care who would lead the next generation, as long as the sect endured for eternity, that would be the greatest blessing.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan hummed a tune as he walked, feeling utterly elated. Everything had gone so smoothly. With his silver tongue and a bit of acting, he had instantly won over the elders.
Now, Lin Fan was heading toward the Alchemy Peak. The Grand Elder had given him permission to gather herbs freely.
In the past, he had to sneak around, but now he could do so openly. The difference was immense.
When Lin Fan arrived at the Alchemy Peak, the outer disciples spotted him and scattered like startled birds.
They all remembered Lin Fan vividly—a cunning fellow who had caused the outer hall to suffer greatly.
Now, few disciples were willing to come to the Alchemy Peak to concoct pills, even after the Grand Elder had reprimanded them and stopped charging fees.
Previously, ten sets of materials were guaranteed to produce one batch of pills, but now it had been reduced to five.
For low-grade pills, only two sets of materials were allowed per batch.
These demands were too harsh for the outer disciples of the Alchemy Peak.
Li Shun, in particular, had it the worst. In the past, he could slack off while concocting pills, but now he had to focus entirely, not daring to be the least bit careless.
If he failed, he would bear all the consequences.
…
And all of this was caused by that bastard from the Nameless Peak.
“Senior brother Li, it’s bad—that bastard from the Nameless Peak is here!” A panicked voice came from outside.
Li Shun stood up abruptly, his eyes filled with both fear and anger. He stormed out the door, seething with rage.
At this moment, Sect Leader Yan remained silent, his eyes fixed on Lin Fan.
Lin Fan stepped forward, his expression firm and resolute. He clasped his fists and said, “I owe my life to the Sect Leader and all my senior brothers for rescuing me from that calamity. It has been several months since I joined the Sect, yet I have not contributed anything in return. Now that this opportunity presents itself, I humbly request the Sect Leader and my seniors to grant me permission to go.”
Lin Fan knew why they didn’t want him to go—it was all about fearing potential harm. His ability to concoct pills with a single thought was a treasure to any sect, something to be cherished and protected. How could they let him face danger? If anything were to happen, it would be a tremendous loss.
At this moment, Sect Leader Yan remained silent, his gaze fixed on Lin Fan.
Lin Fan stepped forward, his expression resolute, and clasped his fists in a respectful gesture. “Thanks to the Sect Leader and my senior brothers for saving my life during that great calamity, I have survived. It has been several months since I joined the sect, yet I have not contributed in any way. Now that this opportunity is before me, I humbly ask for your permission to proceed.”
“Junior Brother, that won’t do. You’ve already made a monumental contribution by concocting pills for the outer disciples. How can you say you haven’t contributed? Moreover, this mission is fraught with danger, and your life could be at risk. It’s better for you to stay within the sect,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak interjected.
Lin Fan remained steadfast and refused to back down. “The Lesser Heavenly Beast is no ordinary creature. The disciples who go to slay it will face great peril. If I accompany them and concoct pills from the rear, I can save many more lives. I implore the Sect Leader and my senior brothers to grant me this opportunity.”
“This…” The Grand Elders looked at the Sect Leader with uncertainty, unsure of how to proceed.
Lin Fan’s words were righteous and sincere, and they couldn’t deny that if he were to join the mission and concoct pills with his unparalleled skill, he might indeed save many disciples.
This mission was extraordinary. While slaying the Lesser Heavenly Beast was a secondary objective, the primary goal was to temper the sect’s disciples.
During the last expedition to the forbidden land, the Sacred Sect had suffered heavy losses, especially the death of a prodigious disciple, which had left everyone sighing in sorrow.
Although this junior brother’s cultivation might not be high, his alchemy skills were top-tier, and he could be of great help to the sect.
Seeing their hesitation, Lin Fan spoke with even greater determination. “During the last expedition to the forbidden land, the Sacred Sect suffered heavy losses and was humiliated before the other sects. This time, on the journey to the Misty Snow Peak, I will use my alchemy to empower our disciples and show the other sects the might of the Sacred Sect. I beg the Sect Leader to grant me this opportunity.”
The Grand Elders were now somewhat swayed. Lin Fan’s words were true—the last expedition had indeed tarnished the Sacred Sect’s reputation, turning them into a laughingstock among the sects. Not only had they failed to retrieve anything from the forbidden land, but they had also lost a prodigious disciple.
This was a devastating loss for the Sacred Sect.
If Lin Fan were to accompany the inner disciples to the Misty Snow Peak, he might indeed use his alchemy to restore the sect’s honor.
However, upon further consideration, it still seemed too risky.
The ability to concoct pills with a single thought was a rare talent that appeared once in a millennium. If he were to perish on the Misty Snow Peak, the loss would be far greater than just one or two prodigies.
“You may go, but you must not use your single-thought alchemy in front of outsiders,” Sect Leader Yan finally said, a smile playing at the corners of his eyes.
This little guy had ulterior motives, but accompanying the sect on this mission wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.
On the path of martial arts, one must be bold and unyielding. A flower nurtured in a greenhouse is the most fragile; without tempering, it cannot achieve greatness.
“Sect Leader, this…” The Grand Elders looked at him in disbelief, never expecting the Sect Leader to agree.
Lin Fan’s heart swelled with joy. “Sect Leader, rest assured, I will never reveal my single-thought alchemy in front of others.”
“Good. However, during this journey to the Misty Snow Peak, you must not interact with any other sects. Be extra cautious,” Sect Leader Yan warned repeatedly.
“Yes,” Lin Fan replied, his smile growing wider. He hadn’t expected it to be so easy to convince them.
The Grand Elders, having no further objections, finally relented. If this was the case, then so be it.
“Junior Brother, you may go to the Alchemy Peak later to gather any herbs you might need for the journey, just in case,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak said.
“Thank you, Senior Brother,” Lin Fan said with genuine gratitude. He had been concocting pills on the Nameless Peak, which had taken business away from the Alchemy Peak, yet his senior brother was still so generous. It would be insincere not to be moved.
However, for the Grand Elders, who was stronger or weaker no longer mattered. As long as the sect prospered, even if the Alchemy Peak were to disband, it would be of little consequence.
This was the difference in perspective that came with their positions.
…
After Lin Fan left.
“Sect Leader, are you really going to let him accompany the inner disciples?” Grand Elder Wuya asked with a hint of doubt.
“Yes. Since he arrived here, I have often observed him in secret. Although he can be a bit mischievous, his loyalty to the Sacred Sect is genuine. Now that he wants to go out and see the world, we shouldn’t confine him just because he has mastered single-thought alchemy,” Sect Leader Yan replied, recalling Lin Fan’s actions on the Nameless Peak with a resigned sigh.
What impressed Sect Leader Yan even more was that this young man could help others rebuild their foundations—a truly astonishing feat.
“But what if there’s danger?” Grand Elder Lü Mingyang of the Central Peak asked.
“Don’t worry, I have a plan,” Sect Leader Yan assured.
“That’s good. If nothing goes wrong, this young man could become the leading figure of the next generation in the Sacred Sect,” Grand Elder Wuya spoke highly of Lin Fan.
“Senior Brother Wuya, isn’t that too high of a praise? There are many outstanding prodigies among the inner disciples,” Grand Elder Yan Zhanwen shook his head with a smile, unable to agree with Wuya’s assessment.
“Junior Brother, just wait and see,” Wuya chuckled lightly, not elaborating further.
The other Grand Elders also smiled without comment. They didn’t care who would lead the next generation, as long as the sect could endure for eternity, that would be the greatest blessing.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan hummed a tune as he walked, feeling incredibly pleased. Everything had gone so smoothly, and with his silver tongue and a bit of acting, he had instantly won over the Grand Elders.
Now, Lin Fan was heading toward the Alchemy Peak. The Grand Elder had given him permission to ascend the peak and gather herbs.
In the past, he had to do it sneakily, but now he could do it openly—a world of difference.
When Lin Fan arrived at the Alchemy Peak, the outer disciples saw him and scattered like startled birds.
They all remembered Lin Fan vividly—a cunning individual who had caused the outer hall to suffer greatly.
Now, few disciples were willing to come to the Alchemy Peak to concoct pills, even after being scolded by the Grand Elder and being told not to charge any fees.
Previously, ten portions of materials were guaranteed to produce one batch of pills, but now it had been reduced to five portions.
For low-grade pills, it was even stricter—only two portions of materials were allowed per batch.
These demands were too harsh for the outer disciples of the Alchemy Peak.
Li Shun, in particular, had it the worst. In the past, he could slack off while concocting pills, but now he had to focus entirely, not daring to be the least bit careless.
If he failed, he would bear all the consequences.
…
And all of this was caused by that bastard from the Nameless Peak.
“Senior Brother Li, it’s bad—that bastard from the Nameless Peak is here!” A panicked voice came from outside the door.
Li Shun abruptly stood up, his eyes filled with both fear and anger. He then stormed out the door.
Lin Fan knew why they didn’t want him to go—they were afraid he might get hurt.
He had the ability to form pills with a single thought, a method of alchemy that any sect would treasure like a priceless gem. How could they let him face danger? If anything were to happen, it would be a tremendous loss.
At this moment, Sect Leader Yan remained silent, simply observing Lin Fan.
Lin Fan stepped forward, his expression resolute, and clasped his fists in salute. “Thanks to the Sect Leader and my senior brothers for saving my life during that great calamity, I was able to survive. It has been several months since I joined the sect, yet I have not contributed in any way. Now that this opportunity is before me, I humbly ask the Sect Leader and my senior brothers to grant me this chance.”
“Junior Brother, that won’t do. You’ve already performed a great service by refining pills for the outer disciples. How can you say you’ve never contributed? Moreover, this mission is fraught with danger and could cost you your life. It’s better for you to stay within the sect,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak interjected.
Lin Fan remained unwavering and refused to back down. “The Lesser Heavenly Beast is no ordinary creature. The disciples who go to slay it will face great peril. If I can refine pills in the rear, I can save many more lives. I implore the Sect Leader and my senior brothers to grant me this opportunity.”
“This…” The Grand Elders looked at the Sect Leader in hesitation, unsure of how to proceed.
Lin Fan’s words were righteous and sincere, and they had to admit that if he accompanied the team and refined pills in the rear, his alchemy skills might indeed save many disciples.
This mission was no ordinary one. While slaying the Lesser Heavenly Beast was secondary, the primary goal was to temper the sect’s disciples.
The last expedition to the forbidden land had been a devastating loss for the Holy Sect, especially the death of a prodigious disciple, which had left everyone sighing in sorrow.
Although this junior brother’s cultivation might not be high, his alchemy skills were top-tier and would be of great help to the sect.
Seeing their hesitation, Lin Fan spoke with even greater determination. “During the last expedition to the forbidden land, the Holy Sect suffered heavy losses and was humiliated before the other sects. This time, during the expedition to the Misty Snow Peak, I will use my alchemy to empower our disciples and show the other sects the might of the Holy Sect. I beg the Sect Leader to grant me this chance.”
The Grand Elders were now even more conflicted. Lin Fan’s words were true—the last expedition had indeed tarnished the Holy Sect’s reputation, making it a laughingstock among the sects. Not only had they failed to retrieve anything from the forbidden land, but they had also lost a prodigious disciple.
It was a devastating loss for the Holy Sect.
If Lin Fan accompanied the inner disciples to the Misty Snow Peak, he might indeed use his alchemy to restore the sect’s honor.
However, they still felt uneasy about it.
The ability to form pills with a single thought was a rare talent that appeared once in a millennium. If Lin Fan were to perish on the Misty Snow Peak, it would be a far greater loss than losing one or two prodigies.
“You may go, but you must not use the ‘one-thought pill-forming’ technique in front of outsiders,” Sect Leader Yan finally said, a smile playing at the corners of his eyes.
This little fellow had ulterior motives, but accompanying the sect on this mission wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.
On the path of martial arts, one must be bold and unyielding. A flower nurtured in a greenhouse is the most fragile; without tempering, it cannot achieve greatness.
“Sect Leader, this…” The Grand Elders looked at him in disbelief, never expecting him to agree.
Lin Fan’s heart swelled with joy. “Sect Leader, rest assured, I will never reveal the ‘one-thought pill-forming’ technique in front of others.”
“Good. However, during this expedition to the Misty Snow Peak, you must not interact with any other sects. Be extra cautious,” Sect Leader Yan warned repeatedly.
“Yes,” Lin Fan replied, his smile growing wider. He hadn’t expected it to be so easy to convince them.
The Grand Elders, seeing that the matter was settled, had nothing more to say. If this was the decision, then so be it.
“Junior Brother, you may go to the Alchemy Peak later to gather any herbs you might need for the journey, just in case,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak said.
“Thank you, Senior Brother,” Lin Fan said, genuinely moved. He had been refining pills at the Nameless Peak, which had taken business away from the Alchemy Peak. Yet, his senior brother was still so generous. It would be insincere not to feel touched.
However, for the Grand Elders, who was stronger or weaker no longer mattered. As long as the sect prospered, even if the Alchemy Peak were to disband, it would be of little consequence.
This was the difference in perspective that came with their positions.
…
After Lin Fan left,
“Sect Leader, are you really letting him accompany the inner disciples?” Grand Elder Wuya asked doubtfully.
“Yes. Since this young man arrived, I’ve been keeping an eye on him. Although he can be mischievous, his loyalty to the Holy Sect is genuine. Now that he wants to go out and see the world, we shouldn’t confine him just because he’s mastered the ‘one-thought pill-forming’ technique,” Sect Leader Yan replied, recalling Lin Fan’s antics at the Nameless Peak with a resigned sigh.
What impressed Sect Leader Yan even more was that Lin Fan had the ability to help others rebuild their foundations, which was truly extraordinary.
“But what if there’s danger?” Grand Elder Lü Mingyang of the Central Peak asked.
“Don’t worry, I’ve already made arrangements,” Sect Leader Yan assured.
“That’s good. If nothing goes wrong, this young man could become a leading figure in the next generation of the Holy Sect,” Grand Elder Wuya said, giving Lin Fan high praise.
“Senior Brother Wuya, isn’t that an overstatement? Among the inner disciples, there are many outstanding prodigies,” Grand Elder Yan Zhanwen said with a smile, unable to agree with Wuya’s assessment.
“Junior Brother, just wait and see,” Wuya replied with a faint smile, not elaborating further.
The other Grand Elders also smiled without comment. They didn’t care who would lead the next generation, as long as the sect endured for eternity, that would be the greatest blessing.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan hummed a tune as he walked, feeling incredibly pleased. Everything had gone so smoothly. With his silver tongue and a bit of acting, he had instantly won over the Grand Elders.
Now, he was heading toward the Alchemy Peak. The Grand Elders had given him permission to gather herbs freely.
In the past, he had to do it secretly, but now he could do it openly. The difference was immense.
When Lin Fan arrived at the Alchemy Peak, the outer disciples saw him and scattered like startled birds.
They all remembered Lin Fan vividly—he was a cunning individual who had caused their outer hall to suffer greatly.
Now, few disciples were willing to come to the Alchemy Peak to refine pills, even after the Grand Elders had scolded them and stopped charging fees.
Previously, ten portions of materials were guaranteed to produce one batch of pills. Now, it had been reduced to five portions.
For lower-grade pills, it was even stricter—only two portions of materials were allowed per batch.
These demands were too harsh for the outer disciples of the Alchemy Peak.
Especially for Li Shun, who had it the worst. In the past, he could slack off while refining pills, but now he had to focus entirely, not daring to make the slightest mistake.
If he failed, he would bear all the consequences.
…
And all of this was caused by that bastard from the Nameless Peak.
“Senior Brother Li, it’s bad—that bastard from the Nameless Peak is here!” a panicked voice called from outside.
Li Shun stood up abruptly, his eyes filled with fear and anger. He stormed out the door, ready to confront the situation.
“This…” The Elders exchanged uneasy glances with the Sect Leader, unsure of how to respond.
Lin Fan knew why they didn’t want him to go—it was all about fearing potential harm.
His ability to concoct elixirs with a single thought was a treasure to any sect, something to be cherished and protected. How could they let him face danger? If anything were to happen, it would be a devastating loss.
At this moment, Sect Leader Yan remained silent, his gaze fixed on Lin Fan.
Lin Fan stepped forward, his expression resolute, and clasped his fists in a respectful gesture. “I owe my life to the Sect Leader and my senior brothers, who saved me during that great calamity. It has been several months since I joined the sect, yet I have not contributed in any way. Now that this opportunity presents itself, I humbly ask for your permission to prove my worth.”
“Junior Brother, this won’t do,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak interjected. “Your alchemy for the outer disciples is already a monumental contribution. There’s no need to speak of not having contributed. Moreover, this mission is fraught with danger, potentially life-threatening. It’s best for you to stay within the sect.”
Lin Fan remained undeterred. “The Lesser Heavenly Beast is no ordinary foe. The disciples face great peril in hunting it. If I were to accompany them and provide elixirs from the rear, I could save many lives. I implore the Sect Leader and my senior brothers to grant me this chance.”
“This…” The Grand Elders exchanged uneasy glances, unsure of how to proceed.
Lin Fan’s words were noble and sincere, and they couldn’t deny that his alchemy skills could indeed save many disciples if he were to join the mission.
This expedition was no ordinary one. While slaying the Lesser Heavenly Beast was a secondary goal, the primary purpose was to temper the sect’s disciples.
The last expedition to the forbidden lands had been disastrous for the Holy Sect, especially with the loss of a prodigious disciple, which left everyone in mourning.
Though Lin Fan’s cultivation might not be the highest, his alchemy skills were unparalleled, making him a significant asset to the sect.
Seeing their hesitation, Lin Fan spoke with even greater determination. “The last expedition to the forbidden lands left the Holy Sect humiliated in front of other sects. This journey to the Misty Snow Peak will be my chance to use my elixirs to empower our disciples and show the other sects the might of the Holy Sect. I beg the Sect Leader to grant me this opportunity.”
The Grand Elders were now deeply conflicted. Lin Fan’s words rang true—the last expedition had indeed tarnished the Holy Sect’s reputation, turning them into a laughingstock among the sects. Not only had they failed to retrieve anything from the forbidden lands, but they had also lost a prodigious disciple.
If Lin Fan were to accompany the inner disciples to the Misty Snow Peak, perhaps his elixirs could indeed restore the sect’s honor.
However, the thought of losing such a rare alchemy prodigy was too great a risk.
“Very well, you may go,” Sect Leader Yan finally spoke, a faint smile in his eyes. “But you must not reveal your ability to concoct elixirs with a single thought in front of outsiders.”
“Sect Leader, this…” The Grand Elders were stunned, unable to believe that the Sect Leader had agreed.
Lin Fan’s heart swelled with joy. “Sect Leader, rest assured, I will never reveal my alchemy technique in public.”
“Good. But remember, during this journey to the Misty Snow Peak, you are not to interact with any other sects. Stay vigilant,” Sect Leader Yan warned sternly.
“Yes,” Lin Fan replied, his smile widening. He hadn’t expected things to go so smoothly.
The Grand Elders, having no further objections, reluctantly accepted the decision.
“Junior Brother, you may visit the Alchemy Peak later to gather any herbs you might need for the journey,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak offered.
“Thank you, Senior Brother,” Lin Fan said, genuinely moved. Despite having taken business away from the Alchemy Peak with his own alchemy, the Grand Elder’s generosity was truly touching.
For the Grand Elders, personal gains no longer mattered. As long as the sect prospered, even the dissolution of the Alchemy Peak would be inconsequential.
Their perspectives, shaped by their positions, were vastly different.
…
After Lin Fan left, the Grand Elders turned to Sect Leader Yan.
“Sect Leader, are you truly allowing him to accompany the inner disciples?” Grand Elder Wuya asked, puzzled.
“Yes,” Sect Leader Yan replied. “Since his arrival, I’ve kept a close eye on him. Though he can be mischievous, his loyalty to the Holy Sect is genuine. Now that he wishes to venture out, we shouldn’t confine him simply because of his alchemy talent.”
Sect Leader Yan recalled Lin Fan’s actions on Nameless Peak and sighed softly.
What intrigued him even more was Lin Fan’s ability to help others rebuild their foundations—a truly remarkable feat.
“But what if there’s danger?” Grand Elder Lü Mingyang of Zhongtian Peak asked.
“Don’t worry, I’ve already made arrangements,” Sect Leader Yan assured.
“That’s good. If nothing goes wrong, this young man could become a leading figure in the next generation of the Holy Sect,” Grand Elder Wuya praised.
“Senior Brother Wuya, isn’t that an overstatement? The inner disciples have many outstanding prodigies,” Grand Elder Yan Zhanwen chuckled, unable to agree.
“Junior Brother, time will tell,” Grand Elder Wuya replied with a faint smile, leaving it at that.
The other Grand Elders also smiled, unconcerned about who would lead the next generation. As long as the sect endured, that was all that mattered.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan hummed a cheerful tune as he walked, feeling utterly delighted. Everything had gone so smoothly, thanks to his silver tongue and a bit of acting. He had managed to convince the elders in no time.
Now, he was heading toward the Alchemy Peak. With the Grand Elder’s permission, he could openly gather herbs—a far cry from his previous covert operations.
When Lin Fan arrived at the Alchemy Peak, the outer disciples spotted him and scattered like startled birds.
They remembered Lin Fan all too well—a cunning figure who had caused their outer hall to suffer greatly.
Few disciples were willing to come to the Alchemy Peak to refine elixirs anymore, even after the Grand Elder’s reprimand and the removal of fees.
The requirements had become stricter: five sets of materials were now needed to produce one batch of elixirs, and for lower-grade elixirs, only two sets were allowed.
For the outer disciples of the Alchemy Peak, these demands were excessively harsh.
Li Shun, in particular, had it the worst. Once able to slack off during alchemy, he now had to focus entirely, not daring to make the slightest mistake.
If he failed, he would bear the consequences alone.
And all of this was because of that scoundrel from Nameless Peak.
“Senior Brother Li, it’s bad—that bastard from Nameless Peak is here!” a panicked voice called from outside.
Li Shun stood up abruptly, his eyes filled with both fear and anger. He stormed out, ready to confront the intruder.
This mission was no ordinary one. The primary goal wasn’t to kill the Small Heaven Beast, but to train the Sect’s disciples.
The last time they ventured into the forbidden grounds, the Holy Sect suffered heavy losses, especially the tragic death of one of their most promising prodigies, which left everyone deeply disheartened.
Lin Fan knew why they didn’t want him to go—it was all about fearing potential harm. His ability to concoct pills with a single thought was a treasure to any sect, something to be cherished and protected at all costs. How could they let him face danger? If anything were to happen, it would be a catastrophic loss.
At this moment, Sect Leader Yan remained silent, his gaze fixed on Lin Fan.
Lin Fan stepped forward, his expression resolute, and clasped his fists in a respectful salute. “I owe my life to the Sect Leader and my senior brothers for saving me during that calamity. It has been several months since I joined the sect, yet I have not contributed in any way. Now that this opportunity is before me, I humbly ask for your permission to proceed.”
“Junior Brother, this won’t do,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak interjected. “You have already rendered an immense service by concocting pills for the outer disciples. How can you say you haven’t contributed? Moreover, this mission is fraught with peril, and your life could be at risk. It would be best for you to remain within the sect.”
Lin Fan, undeterred, pressed on. “The Lesser Heavenly Beast is no ordinary creature, and the disciples face great danger in slaying it. If I were to accompany them and provide alchemical support from the rear, I could save many lives. I implore the Sect Leader and my senior brothers to grant me this opportunity.”
“This…” The Grand Elders exchanged uneasy glances, unsure of how to proceed.
Lin Fan’s words were filled with righteous conviction, and they couldn’t deny the truth in them. If he were to join the mission and provide alchemical support with his unparalleled skills, he might indeed save many disciples.
This mission was no ordinary one. While slaying the Lesser Heavenly Beast was a secondary objective, the primary goal was to temper the sect’s disciples.
The last expedition to the forbidden lands had been a disaster for the Holy Sect, especially with the loss of a prodigious disciple, which had left everyone in mourning.
Although this junior brother’s cultivation might not be particularly high, his alchemical skills were top-tier, and he could be of great assistance to the sect.
Seeing their hesitation, Lin Fan spoke with even greater determination. “During the last expedition to the forbidden lands, the Holy Sect suffered heavy losses and was humiliated before the other sects. This time, on the journey to the Misty Snow Peak, I will use my alchemical prowess to ensure our disciples are fearless and unmatched, showing the other sects the might of the Holy Sect. I beseech the Sect Leader to grant me this opportunity.”
The Grand Elders were now truly conflicted. Lin Fan’s words were not without merit. The last expedition had indeed tarnished the Holy Sect’s reputation, turning it into a laughingstock among the other sects. Not only had they failed to retrieve anything from the forbidden lands, but they had also lost a prodigious disciple.
For the Holy Sect, this had been a devastating blow.
If Lin Fan were to accompany the inner disciples to the Misty Snow Peak, he might indeed be able to restore the sect’s honor with his alchemy.
However, the thought of him perishing on the Misty Snow Peak was too great a risk. His ability to concoct pills with a single thought was a rare talent that came once in a millennium. Losing him would be far worse than losing one or two prodigious disciples.
“You may go, but you must not reveal your ability to concoct pills with a single thought in front of outsiders,” Sect Leader Yan finally said, a faint smile playing at the corners of his eyes.
This young man had ulterior motives, but accompanying the sect on this mission wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.
The path of martial arts required courage and determination. A flower nurtured in a greenhouse was fragile and easily broken. Without tempering, one could never achieve greatness.
“Sect Leader, this…” The Grand Elders were taken aback, unable to believe that the Sect Leader had agreed.
Lin Fan’s heart swelled with joy. “Sect Leader, rest assured, I will never reveal my ability in front of others.”
“Good. However, during this journey to the Misty Snow Peak, you must not interact with any other sects. Be cautious,” Sect Leader Yan warned sternly.
“Yes,” Lin Fan replied, his smile widening. He hadn’t expected things to go so smoothly.
The Grand Elders, seeing that the matter was settled, had no choice but to acquiesce.
“Junior Brother, you may go to the Alchemy Peak later to gather any herbs you might need for the journey, just in case,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak said.
“Thank you, Senior Brother,” Lin Fan said, genuinely moved. He had been competing with the Alchemy Peak for business, yet his senior brother was still so generous. It would be insincere not to feel grateful.
But for the Grand Elders, who was stronger or weaker no longer mattered. As long as the sect prospered, even the dissolution of the Alchemy Peak would be inconsequential.
Such was the difference in perspective based on one’s position.
…
After Lin Fan left.
“Sect Leader, are you really going to let him accompany the inner disciples?” Grand Elder Wuya asked, puzzled.
“Yes. Ever since he arrived, I have been observing him in secret. Although he can be mischievous, his loyalty to the Holy Sect is genuine. Now that he wishes to venture out, we should not confine him simply because he has mastered the art of concocting pills with a single thought,” Sect Leader Yan replied, recalling Lin Fan’s actions on the Nameless Peak with a resigned sigh.
What intrigued Sect Leader Yan even more was Lin Fan’s ability to help others rebuild their foundations—a truly astonishing feat.
“But what if there’s danger?” Grand Elder Lü Mingyang of the Central Peak asked.
“No need to worry. I have already made arrangements,” Sect Leader Yan assured.
“That’s good. If nothing goes wrong, this young man could very well become the leading figure of the next generation in the Holy Sect,” Grand Elder Wuya said, giving Lin Fan high praise.
“Senior Brother Wuya, isn’t that an overstatement? There are many outstanding prodigies among the inner disciples,” Grand Elder Yan Zhanwen said with a smile, unable to agree with Wuya’s assessment.
“Junior Brother, just wait and see,” Wuya replied with a faint smile, not elaborating further.
The other Grand Elders also smiled without comment. They didn’t care who would lead the next generation, as long as the sect endured for eternity, that would be the greatest blessing.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan hummed a cheerful tune as he walked, feeling incredibly pleased. Everything had gone so smoothly. With his silver tongue and a bit of acting, he had managed to convince the elders in an instant.
Now, Lin Fan was heading toward the Alchemy Peak. The Grand Elders had given him permission to gather herbs freely.
In the past, he had to sneak around, but now he could do so openly. The difference was immense.
When Lin Fan arrived at the Alchemy Peak, the outer disciples spotted him and scattered like startled birds.
They remembered Lin Fan all too well—a cunning individual who had caused their outer hall to suffer greatly.
Now, few disciples were willing to come to the Alchemy Peak to concoct pills, even after the Grand Elders had reprimanded them and stopped charging fees.
Previously, ten portions of materials were guaranteed to yield one batch of pills. Now, it had been reduced to five portions.
For low-grade pills, it was even stricter—only two portions of materials were allowed per batch.
These demands were too harsh for the outer disciples of the Alchemy Peak.
Li Shun, in particular, had it the worst. In the past, he could afford to be a bit lax while concocting pills, but now he had to focus entirely, not daring to make the slightest mistake.
If he failed, he would bear the full responsibility.
…
And all of this was because of that bastard from the Nameless Peak.
“Senior Brother Li, it’s bad—that bastard from the Nameless Peak is here!” a panicked voice called from outside.
Li Shun stood up abruptly, his expression a mix of fear and anger. He stormed out the door, ready to confront the intruder.
Seeing their hesitation, Lin Fan spoke again, his voice firm and resolute, “Last time in the forbidden grounds, the Holy Sect suffered disgrace, becoming the laughingstock of other sects. Not only did we come away empty-handed, but we also lost one of our most promising disciples—an unbearable loss for the Holy Sect.
Lin Fan knew why they didn’t want him to go—it was because they feared he might get hurt.
He possessed the ability to concoct pills with a single thought, a method of alchemy that any sect would treasure like a precious gem. How could they let him face danger? If anything were to happen to him, it would be a tremendous loss.
At this moment, Sect Leader Yan remained silent, simply observing Lin Fan.
Lin Fan stepped forward, his expression resolute, and clasped his fists in a respectful gesture. “I owe my life to the Sect Leader and my senior brothers for saving me during that great calamity. It has been several months since I joined the sect, yet I have not contributed anything. Now that this opportunity is before me, I humbly ask the Sect Leader and my senior brothers to grant me this chance.”
“Junior Brother, that won’t do. You’ve already performed a great service by concocting pills for the outer disciples. How can you say you haven’t contributed? Moreover, this mission is fraught with danger, and your life could be at risk. It would be better for you to stay within the sect,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak interjected.
Lin Fan remained undeterred and did not give up. “The Lesser Heavenly Beast is no ordinary creature. The disciples who go to slay it will face great peril. If I am there to concoct pills in the rear, I can surely save more lives. I implore the Sect Leader and my senior brothers to grant me this opportunity.”
“This…” The Grand Elders looked at the Sect Leader with uncertainty, unsure of what to do.
Lin Fan’s words were righteous and sincere, and they had to admit that if he accompanied the team and used his alchemy skills, he might indeed save many disciples.
This mission was no ordinary one. While slaying the Lesser Heavenly Beast was secondary, the primary goal was to temper the sect’s disciples.
During the last expedition to the forbidden land, the Holy Sect had suffered heavy losses, especially with the death of a prodigious disciple, which had left everyone sighing in sorrow.
Although this junior brother’s cultivation might not be high, his alchemy skills were top-notch and would be of great help to the sect.
Seeing their hesitation, Lin Fan spoke with even greater determination. “During the expedition to the forbidden land, the Holy Sect suffered heavy losses and was humiliated in front of the other sects. This time, during the expedition to the Misty Snow Peak, I will use my alchemy to ensure that our sect’s disciples are fearless and mighty, showing the other sects the might of the Holy Sect. I beg the Sect Leader to grant me this opportunity.”
The Grand Elders were now also wavering. Lin Fan’s words were true. During the last expedition to the forbidden land, the Holy Sect had indeed been humiliated and had become a laughingstock among the other sects. Not only had they failed to retrieve anything from the forbidden land, but they had also lost a prodigious disciple.
This was a devastating loss for the Holy Sect.
If Lin Fan were to accompany the inner disciples to the Misty Snow Peak, he might indeed be able to restore the sect’s honor with his alchemy.
However, after much deliberation, it still seemed too risky.
The ability to concoct pills with a single thought was a rare talent that appeared once in a thousand years. If he were to perish on the Misty Snow Peak, it would be a loss far greater than that of one or two prodigious disciples.
“You may go, but you must not use your ability to concoct pills with a single thought in front of outsiders,” Sect Leader Yan said, a smile playing at the corners of his eyes as he looked at Lin Fan.
This little fellow had ulterior motives. It was unclear why he was so eager to go, but accompanying the sect on this mission was not necessarily a bad thing.
On the path of martial arts, one must be fearless and unyielding. A flower nurtured in a greenhouse is the most fragile and cannot achieve greatness without tempering.
“Sect Leader, this…” The Grand Elders looked at him in disbelief. They had not expected the Sect Leader to agree.
Lin Fan’s heart swelled with joy. “Sect Leader, rest assured, I will never reveal my ability to concoct pills with a single thought in front of others.”
“Good. However, during this expedition to the Misty Snow Peak, you must not interact with any other sects. Be extra cautious,” Sect Leader Yan warned repeatedly.
“Yes,” Lin Fan replied, his smile growing even wider. He hadn’t expected it to be so easy to convince them.
The Grand Elders ultimately had nothing more to say. Since it had come to this, he might as well go.
“Junior Brother, you may go to the Alchemy Peak later to gather any herbs you might need for the journey, just in case,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak said.
“Thank you, Senior Brother,” Lin Fan said with genuine gratitude. He had been concocting pills on the Nameless Peak, which had taken business away from the Alchemy Peak, yet his senior brother was still so generous. It would be insincere not to be moved.
However, for the Grand Elders, who was stronger or weaker no longer mattered. As long as the sect could grow stronger, even if the Alchemy Peak were to disband, it would be of little consequence.
This was the difference in perspective that came with their positions.
…
After Lin Fan left.
“Sect Leader, are you really going to let him accompany the inner disciples?” Grand Elder Wuya asked with a puzzled expression.
“Yes. Ever since this child arrived, I have been observing him in secret. Although he can be a bit mischievous, he is truly loyal to the Holy Sect. Now that he wants to go out and see the world, we cannot confine him just because he has mastered the ability to concoct pills with a single thought,” Sect Leader Yan replied, recalling Lin Fan’s various antics on the Nameless Peak with a helpless shake of his head.
What impressed Sect Leader Yan even more was that this child had the ability to help others rebuild their foundations, which was truly astonishing.
“But what if there is danger?” Grand Elder Lü Mingyang of the Zhongtian Peak asked.
“No need to worry. I have already made arrangements,” Sect Leader Yan replied.
“That’s good. If nothing unexpected happens, this child will likely become a leading figure in the next generation of the Holy Sect,” Grand Elder Wuya said, holding Lin Fan in high regard.
“Senior Brother Wuya, isn’t that assessment a bit too high? There are many outstanding prodigies among the inner disciples,” Grand Elder Yan Zhanwen said with a smile, shaking his head.
He couldn’t agree with Senior Brother Wuya’s statement.
“Junior Brother, you’ll see in time,” Grand Elder Wuya said with a faint smile, not elaborating further.
The other Grand Elders also smiled without comment. They didn’t care who would become the next leader, as long as the sect could endure for eternity, that would be the greatest blessing.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan hummed a tune as he walked, feeling incredibly pleased. Everything had gone so smoothly. With his silver tongue and a bit of acting, he had instantly won over the Grand Elders.
Now, Lin Fan was heading towards the Alchemy Peak. The Grand Elders had given him permission to gather herbs there freely.
In the past, he had to do it secretly, but now he could do it openly. The difference was immense.
When Lin Fan arrived at the Alchemy Peak, the outer disciples saw him and scattered like startled birds.
They remembered Lin Fan all too well. He was a cunning fellow who had caused their outer hall to suffer greatly.
Now, few disciples were willing to come to the Alchemy Peak to concoct pills, even after the Grand Elders had scolded them and stopped charging fees.
Previously, ten portions of materials were guaranteed to produce one batch of pills, but now it had been reduced to five portions.
For low-grade pills, it was even stricter—only two portions of materials were allowed per batch.
These demands were too harsh for the outer disciples of the Alchemy Peak.
Li Shun, in particular, had it the worst. In the past, he could slack off a bit while concocting pills, but now he had to focus entirely, not daring to be the slightest bit careless.
If he failed, he would bear all the consequences.
…
And all of this was caused by that bastard from the Nameless Peak.
“Senior Brother Li, it’s bad! That bastard from the Nameless Peak is here!” a panicked voice came from outside the door.
Li Shun stood up abruptly, his gaze filled with both fear and anger. He then stormed out the door.
The Elders were now wavering. What Lin Fan said was true. The last expedition had indeed brought shame to the Holy Sect, and they had become the butt of jokes among other sects. They had failed to gain anything from the forbidden grounds and had lost a brilliant disciple.
Lin Fan knew why they didn’t want him to go—it was all about protecting him from potential harm. His ability to concoct pills with a single thought was a treasure to any sect, something to be cherished and safeguarded. They couldn’t risk exposing him to danger, as losing him would be a catastrophic blow.
At this moment, Sect Master Yan remained silent, his gaze fixed on Lin Fan.
Lin Fan stepped forward, his expression resolute, and clasped his fists in a respectful salute. “I owe my life to the Sect Master and my senior brothers, who saved me from that calamity. It has been several months since I joined the sect, yet I have not contributed in any way. Now, with this opportunity before me, I humbly ask for your permission to prove my worth.”
“Junior Brother, that’s not necessary,” interjected the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak. “Your contributions in refining pills for the outer disciples are already a monumental achievement. There’s no need to speak of not having contributed. Moreover, this mission is fraught with danger, and your life could be at risk. It’s best for you to remain within the sect.”
Lin Fan, undeterred, pressed on. “The Lesser Heavenly Beast is no ordinary foe, and the disciples face great peril in confronting it. If I can support them from the rear with my alchemy, I can save many lives. I implore the Sect Master and my senior brothers to grant me this chance.”
“This…” The Grand Elders exchanged uneasy glances, unsure of how to proceed. Lin Fan’s words were noble and sincere, and they couldn’t deny that his alchemy skills could indeed save many disciples if he accompanied the team.
This mission was no ordinary one. While slaying the Lesser Heavenly Beast was a secondary objective, the primary goal was to temper the sect’s disciples. The last expedition to the forbidden lands had ended in heavy losses for the Holy Sect, especially with the death of a prodigious disciple, leaving everyone in despair.
Though Lin Fan’s cultivation might not be high, his alchemy skills were unparalleled, and his presence could be a great asset to the sect.
Seeing their hesitation, Lin Fan spoke with even greater determination. “The last expedition to the forbidden lands left the Holy Sect humiliated in the eyes of other sects. This journey to the Misty Snow Peak is my chance to use my alchemy to empower our disciples and restore the Holy Sect’s glory. I beg the Sect Master to grant me this opportunity.”
The Grand Elders were now deeply conflicted. Lin Fan’s words were true—the last expedition had indeed tarnished the Holy Sect’s reputation, turning them into a laughingstock among the sects. Not only had they returned empty-handed, but they had also lost a prodigious disciple, a devastating blow to the sect.
If Lin Fan were to accompany the inner disciples to the Misty Snow Peak, perhaps his alchemy could indeed help the sect regain its honor. Yet, the thought of losing such a rare alchemy prodigy was too great a risk.
“You may go,” Sect Master Yan finally spoke, a faint smile playing at the corners of his eyes. “But you must not reveal your ability to concoct pills with a single thought in front of outsiders.”
“Sect Master, this…” The Grand Elders were taken aback, unable to believe that the Sect Master had agreed.
Lin Fan’s heart swelled with joy. “Sect Master, rest assured, I will never reveal my alchemy technique in public.”
“Good. However, during this journey to the Misty Snow Peak, you must avoid contact with other sects and remain vigilant,” Sect Master Yan warned sternly.
“Yes,” Lin Fan replied, his smile widening. He couldn’t believe how smoothly things had gone.
The Grand Elders, having no further objections, reluctantly accepted the decision.
“Junior Brother, you may visit the Alchemy Peak later to gather any herbs you might need for the journey,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak offered.
“Thank you, Senior Brother,” Lin Fan said, genuinely moved. Despite having taken business away from the Alchemy Peak with his own alchemy, the Grand Elder’s generosity was unexpected.
For the Grand Elders, personal rivalries no longer mattered. As long as the sect prospered, even the dissolution of the Alchemy Peak would be a small price to pay. Their perspectives had shifted with their positions.
…
After Lin Fan left, the Grand Elders turned to Sect Master Yan.
“Sect Master, are you truly allowing him to accompany the inner disciples?” Grand Elder Wuya asked, puzzled.
“Yes,” Sect Master Yan replied. “Since his arrival, I’ve kept a close eye on him. Though he can be mischievous, his loyalty to the Holy Sect is genuine. Now that he wishes to venture out, we shouldn’t confine him simply because of his alchemy talent.”
Sect Master Yan recalled Lin Fan’s actions on the Nameless Peak and sighed. What intrigued him even more was Lin Fan’s ability to help others rebuild their foundations—a truly remarkable feat.
“But what if he encounters danger?” Grand Elder Lü Mingyang of the Central Peak asked.
“Don’t worry, I’ve already made arrangements,” Sect Master Yan assured.
“That’s good. If all goes well, this boy could become a leading figure in the next generation of the Holy Sect,” Grand Elder Wuya remarked, his evaluation of Lin Fan high.
“Senior Brother Wuya, isn’t that an overstatement? There are many outstanding prodigies among the inner disciples,” Grand Elder Yan Zhanwen countered with a smile, unable to agree.
“Junior Brother, time will tell,” Grand Elder Wuya replied cryptically.
The other Grand Elders chuckled, unconcerned about who would lead the next generation. As long as the Holy Sect endured, that was all that mattered.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan hummed a tune as he walked, feeling elated. Everything had gone so smoothly, and his silver tongue and acting skills had won over the elders in an instant.
Now, he headed toward the Alchemy Peak. The Grand Elder had given him permission to gather herbs freely, a stark contrast to his previous covert operations.
As Lin Fan ascended the Alchemy Peak, the outer disciples spotted him and scattered like startled birds. They remembered Lin Fan all too well—a cunning figure who had disrupted their business, leaving the outer hall in dire straits.
Few disciples were willing to come to the Alchemy Peak to refine pills anymore, even after the Grand Elder’s reprimand and the removal of fees. The requirements had become stricter: five sets of materials were now needed to produce a single batch of pills, and for low-grade pills, only two sets were allowed.
These demands were too harsh for the outer disciples, especially Li Shun, who had once been able to slack off during alchemy. Now, he had to focus entirely, as any failure would fall squarely on his shoulders.
And all of this was thanks to that scoundrel from the Nameless Peak.
“Senior Brother Li, it’s bad—that scoundrel from the Nameless Peak is here!” a panicked voice called from outside.
Li Shun stood up abruptly, his expression a mix of fear and anger. He stormed out, ready to confront the intruder.
Still, in their hearts, it felt risky.
Lin Fan knew why they didn’t want him to go—it was all about avoiding any potential harm.
He had the ability to concoct pills with a single thought, a method of alchemy that any sect would treasure like a precious gem. How could they let him face danger? If anything were to happen, it would be a tremendous loss.
At this moment, Sect Leader Yan remained silent, simply observing Lin Fan.
Lin Fan stepped forward, his expression resolute, and clasped his fists in a respectful gesture. “Thanks to the Sect Leader and my senior brothers for saving my life during that calamity, I have survived. It has been several months since I joined the sect, yet I have not contributed anything. Now that this opportunity is before me, I humbly ask for your permission.”
“Junior brother, that won’t do. You have already rendered a great service by concocting pills for the outer disciples. How can you say you haven’t contributed? Moreover, this mission is fraught with danger, and your life could be at risk. It’s better for you to stay within the sect,” the Elder of the Alchemy Peak interjected.
Lin Fan remained undeterred and did not give up. “The Lesser Heavenly Beast is no ordinary creature. The disciples who go to slay it face great peril. If I can concoct pills from the rear, I can surely save more disciples. I implore the Sect Leader and my senior brothers to grant me this opportunity.”
“This…” The elders looked at the Sect Leader in a dilemma, unsure of what to do.
Lin Fan’s words were righteous and sincere, and they had to admit that if he accompanied the team and concocted pills from the rear, his alchemy skills might indeed save many disciples.
This mission was no ordinary one. While slaying the Lesser Heavenly Beast was secondary, the primary goal was to temper the sect’s disciples.
During the last expedition to the forbidden land, the Sacred Sect had suffered heavy losses, especially the death of a prodigious disciple, which had left everyone sighing in sorrow.
Although this junior brother’s cultivation might not be high, his alchemy skills were top-notch, and he could be of great help to the sect.
Seeing their hesitation, Lin Fan spoke even more forcefully. “During the last expedition to the forbidden land, the Sacred Sect suffered heavy losses and lost face in front of the other sects. This time, on the journey to the Misty Snow Peak, I will use my alchemy to make our disciples fearless and show the other sects the might of the Sacred Sect. I beg the Sect Leader to grant me this opportunity.”
The elders were now somewhat swayed. What Lin Fan said was true. The last expedition to the forbidden land had indeed left the Sacred Sect humiliated, becoming a laughingstock among the other sects. Not only had they returned empty-handed, but they had also lost a prodigious disciple.
This was a devastating loss for the Sacred Sect.
If Lin Fan were to accompany the inner disciples to the Misty Snow Peak, he might indeed be able to restore the sect’s honor with his alchemy.
But after much deliberation, it still felt unreliable.
The ability to concoct pills with a single thought was a rare talent that only appeared once in a millennium. If he were to perish on the Misty Snow Peak, it would not be as simple as losing one or two prodigies.
“You may go, but you must not use your single-thought alchemy in front of outsiders,” Sect Leader Yan said, a smile playing at the corners of his eyes.
This little fellow had ulterior motives. He didn’t know why he was so eager to go, but accompanying the sect on this mission wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.
On the path of martial arts, one must be fearless. A flower in a greenhouse is the most fragile; without tempering, it cannot achieve greatness.
“Sect Leader, this…” The elders looked at him in disbelief. They hadn’t expected the Sect Leader to agree.
Lin Fan was overjoyed. “Sect Leader, rest assured, I will never reveal my single-thought alchemy in front of others.”
“Good. But on this journey to the Misty Snow Peak, you must not interact with any other sects. Be extra cautious,” Sect Leader Yan warned repeatedly.
“Yes,” Lin Fan replied, his smile growing wider. He hadn’t expected it to be so easy to convince them.
The elders, having no more to say, finally relented. If that was the case, then so be it.
“Junior brother, you may go to the Alchemy Peak later to gather any herbs you might need for the journey, just in case,” the Elder of the Alchemy Peak said.
“Thank you, senior brother,” Lin Fan said, deeply moved. He had been concocting pills on the Nameless Peak, taking business away from the Alchemy Peak, yet his senior brother was still so generous. It would be insincere not to be moved.
But for the elders of their generation, who was strong or weak no longer mattered. As long as the sect could grow stronger, even if the Alchemy Peak were to disband, it wouldn’t be a big deal.
This was the difference in perspective that came with their positions.
…
After Lin Fan left.
“Sect Leader, are you really going to let him accompany the inner disciples?” Elder Wuyi asked, puzzled.
“Yes. Since this child arrived here, I have often observed him in secret. Although he can be mischievous, he is sincere towards the Sacred Sect. Now that he wants to go out and see the world, we cannot keep him confined just because he has mastered single-thought alchemy,” Sect Leader Yan said, recalling Lin Fan’s actions on the Nameless Peak with a helpless shake of his head.
What impressed Sect Leader Yan even more was that this child could help others rebuild their foundations, which was truly astonishing.
“But what if there is danger?” Elder Lü Mingyang of the Zhongtian Peak asked.
“Don’t worry, I have a plan,” Sect Leader Yan replied.
“That’s good. If nothing goes wrong, this child will be a leading figure in the next generation of the Sacred Sect,” Elder Wuyi said, giving Lin Fan high praise.
“Senior brother Wuyi, isn’t that a bit too high of a praise? There are many outstanding prodigies among the inner disciples,” Elder Yan Zhanwen said with a smile, shaking his head.
He couldn’t agree with Elder Wuyi’s assessment.
“Junior brother, just wait and see,” Elder Wuyi said with a faint smile, not elaborating.
The other elders also smiled without comment. They didn’t care who would be the next leader, as long as the sect could endure for eternity, that would be the greatest blessing.
…
At this moment, Lin Fan was humming a tune, feeling incredibly pleased. Everything had gone so smoothly. With his silver tongue and a bit of acting, he had instantly won over the elders.
Now, Lin Fan was heading towards the Alchemy Peak. The elders had given their permission, so he could freely gather herbs there.
In the past, it had been like sneaking around, but now it was all above board. The difference was immense.
When Lin Fan arrived at the Alchemy Peak, the outer disciples saw him and scattered like startled birds.
They all remembered Lin Fan vividly—he was a cunning fellow who had caused their outer hall to start living on thin air.
Now, few disciples were willing to come to the Alchemy Peak to concoct pills, even after being scolded by the elders and not charging any fees.
Previously, ten portions of materials were guaranteed to produce one batch of pills, but now it had been reduced to five portions.
For low-grade pills, it was even stricter—only two portions of materials were allowed per batch.
These requirements were too demanding for the outer disciples of the Alchemy Peak.
Especially for Li Shun, who had it the worst. In the past, he could slack off while concocting pills, but now he had to focus entirely, not daring to be the least bit careless.
If he failed, he would bear all the consequences.
…
And all of this was caused by that bastard from the Nameless Peak.
“Senior brother Li, it’s bad—that bastard from the Nameless Peak is here!” a panicked voice came from outside.
Li Shun suddenly stood up, his gaze filled with both fear and anger. Then, with a furious expression, he pushed the door open and stormed out.
Lin Fan knew why they didn’t want him to go—it was all about fearing potential harm. His ability to concoct pills with a single thought was a treasure to any sect, and they would naturally want to protect him from any danger. The risk of losing such a talent was too great.
At this moment, Sect Leader Yan remained silent, his gaze fixed on Lin Fan. Lin Fan stepped forward, his expression resolute, and clasped his fists in a respectful gesture. “I owe my life to the Sect Leader and my senior brothers, who saved me from that great calamity. It has been several months since I joined the sect, yet I have not contributed in any way. Now, with this opportunity before me, I humbly ask for your permission to prove my worth.”
“Junior Brother, that won’t do,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak interjected. “You’ve already performed a great service by concocting pills for the outer disciples. There’s no need to speak of not contributing. Moreover, this mission is fraught with danger, and your life could be at risk. It’s better for you to remain within the safety of the sect.”
Lin Fan, however, remained steadfast. “The Lesser Heavenly Beast is no ordinary creature, and the disciples who go to slay it face great peril. If I accompany them and concoct pills from the rear, I can save many lives. I implore the Sect Leader and my senior brothers to grant me this chance.”
The Grand Elders exchanged uneasy glances, unsure of how to proceed. Lin Fan’s words were noble and sincere, and they couldn’t deny that his alchemy skills could indeed save many disciples. This mission was not just about slaying the beast but also about tempering the sect’s disciples. The last expedition to the forbidden land had been disastrous, with the sect suffering heavy losses, including the death of a prodigious disciple. Lin Fan, though his cultivation might not be high, possessed unparalleled alchemy skills that could greatly benefit the sect.
Seeing their hesitation, Lin Fan spoke with even greater determination. “The last expedition to the forbidden land left our sect humiliated in the eyes of others. This journey to the Misty Snow Peak is my chance to use my alchemy to empower our disciples and restore the sect’s honor. I beg the Sect Leader to grant me this opportunity.”
The Grand Elders were swayed by his words. The last expedition had indeed been a disgrace, and if Lin Fan could help the sect regain its reputation, it might be worth the risk. However, the thought of losing such a rare talent was still troubling.
“You may go, but you must not reveal your ability to concoct pills with a single thought in front of outsiders,” Sect Leader Yan finally said, a faint smile playing on his lips. He had been observing Lin Fan closely since his arrival and recognized his sincerity. Though Lin Fan had his quirks, his loyalty to the sect was genuine. Sect Leader Yan also knew that a martial artist must face challenges head-on; a flower sheltered in a greenhouse would never grow strong.
“Sect Leader, this…” The Grand Elders were taken aback, not expecting their leader to agree.
Lin Fan’s heart leapt with joy. “Sect Leader, rest assured, I will never reveal my alchemy technique in public.”
“Good. But remember, during this journey to the Misty Snow Peak, you are not to interact with any other sects. Be cautious,” Sect Leader Yan warned sternly.
“Yes,” Lin Fan replied, his smile widening. He couldn’t believe how smoothly things had gone.
The Grand Elders, having no further objections, reluctantly agreed. “Junior Brother, you may visit the Alchemy Peak later to gather any herbs you might need for the journey,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak offered.
“Thank you, Senior Brother,” Lin Fan said, genuinely touched. Despite having taken business away from the Alchemy Peak by concocting pills on the Nameless Peak, the Grand Elder’s generosity was unexpected. For the Grand Elders, the strength of the sect was paramount, and personal gains were secondary.
After Lin Fan left, the Grand Elders turned to Sect Leader Yan. “Sect Leader, are you sure about letting him accompany the inner disciples?” Grand Elder Wuya asked, still uncertain.
“Yes,” Sect Leader Yan replied. “I’ve been watching him closely since he arrived. Though he can be mischievous, his loyalty to the sect is unwavering. We cannot confine him just because he has mastered the art of concocting pills with a single thought.” He sighed, recalling Lin Fan’s antics on the Nameless Peak. What intrigued him even more was Lin Fan’s ability to help others rebuild their foundations—a truly remarkable feat.
“But what if he’s in danger?” Grand Elder Lü Mingyang of the Central Peak asked.
“Don’t worry, I’ve already made arrangements,” Sect Leader Yan assured them.
“That’s good. If nothing goes wrong, this young man could become a leading figure in the next generation of our sect,” Grand Elder Wuya said, his praise for Lin Fan evident.
“Senior Brother Wuya, isn’t that a bit too high of a praise? There are many outstanding talents among the inner disciples,” Grand Elder Yan Zhanwen said with a smile, not entirely agreeing.
“Junior Brother, just wait and see,” Grand Elder Wuya replied with a knowing smile.
The other Grand Elders chuckled, not particularly concerned about who would lead the next generation. As long as the sect thrived, that was all that mattered.
Meanwhile, Lin Fan hummed a tune as he made his way to the Alchemy Peak, feeling elated. Everything had gone so smoothly, and he had managed to persuade the elders with his words and a bit of acting. Now, he could openly gather herbs from the Alchemy Peak, a far cry from his previous covert operations.
When Lin Fan arrived at the Alchemy Peak, the outer disciples scattered like startled birds at the sight of him. They remembered him all too well—a cunning figure who had disrupted their business. Few disciples were willing to come to the Alchemy Peak to concoct pills anymore, even after the Grand Elders had stopped charging fees. The standards had become stricter, with only five portions of materials required to produce one batch of pills, and even lower-tier pills had to be produced within two portions. For the outer disciples, these demands were harsh.
Li Shun, in particular, had suffered greatly. Once able to slack off while concocting pills, he now had to focus intently, fearing any mistake would lead to failure and personal loss.
All of this was thanks to that scoundrel from the Nameless Peak.
“Senior Brother Li, it’s bad—that guy from the Nameless Peak is here!” a panicked voice called from outside.
Li Shun stood up abruptly, his expression a mix of fear and anger. He stormed out, ready to confront the source of his troubles.
The young fellow had ulterior motives, but who knew what he was really after? Still, accompanying the Sect wasn’t necessarily a bad idea.
The path of martial cultivation required courage and progress. A flower raised in a greenhouse would break easily. Without trials, one could never become truly great.
“Sect Leader, this…” The Elders looked at him in disbelief, shocked that the Sect Leader had actually agreed.
Lin Fan knew why they didn’t want him to go—it was all about avoiding any potential harm. His ability to concoct pills with a single thought was a treasure to any sect, something to be cherished and protected. They couldn’t risk exposing him to danger; the loss would be catastrophic if anything went wrong.
At this moment, Sect Master Yan remained silent, his gaze fixed on Lin Fan.
Lin Fan stepped forward, his expression resolute, and clasped his fists in a respectful gesture. “Thanks to the Sect Master and my senior brothers for saving my life during that calamity, I survived. It has been several months since I joined the sect, yet I have not contributed in any way. Now, with this opportunity before me, I humbly ask for your permission to proceed.”
“Junior brother, that won’t do. You’ve already rendered a great service by concocting pills for the outer disciples. How can you say you’ve never contributed? Moreover, this mission is fraught with danger, and your life could be at risk. It’s better for you to stay within the sect,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak interjected.
Lin Fan remained undeterred and pressed on, “The lesser celestial beast is no ordinary creature. The disciples face great peril in slaying it. If I can concoct pills from the rear, I can save many more lives. I implore the Sect Master and my senior brothers to grant me this chance.”
“This…” The Grand Elders exchanged uneasy glances, unsure of how to proceed.
Lin Fan’s words were righteous and sincere, and they couldn’t deny that if he accompanied the team and used his alchemy skills, he might indeed save many disciples.
This mission was extraordinary. While slaying the lesser celestial beast was secondary, the primary goal was to temper the sect’s disciples.
During the last expedition to the forbidden land, the Sacred Sect suffered heavy losses, especially the death of a prodigious disciple, which left everyone sighing in sorrow.
Although this junior brother’s cultivation might not be high, his alchemy skills were top-notch, which would be a great asset to the sect.
Seeing their hesitation, Lin Fan spoke with even greater determination, “During the forbidden land expedition, the Sacred Sect suffered heavy losses and lost face before the other sects. This time, on the journey to the Misty Snow Peak, I will use my alchemy to empower our disciples and show the other sects the might of the Sacred Sect. I beg the Sect Master to grant me this opportunity.”
The Grand Elders were now wavering. Lin Fan’s words were true. The last expedition had indeed humiliated the Sacred Sect, turning them into a laughingstock among the sects. Not only did they return empty-handed, but they also lost a prodigious disciple.
This was a devastating loss for the Sacred Sect.
If Lin Fan accompanied the inner disciples to the Misty Snow Peak, perhaps he could indeed restore the sect’s honor with his alchemy.
But after much deliberation, it still seemed too risky.
The ability to concoct pills with a single thought was a rare talent that appeared once in a millennium. If he were to perish on the Misty Snow Peak, the loss would be far greater than just one or two prodigies.
“You may go, but you must not use your single-thought alchemy in front of outsiders,” Sect Master Yan finally said, a smile playing at the corners of his eyes.
This young man had ulterior motives, but accompanying the sect on this mission wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.
The path of martial arts required boldness and courage. A flower nurtured in a greenhouse would wither easily; without tempering, one could never achieve greatness.
“Sect Master, this…” The Grand Elders were incredulous, never expecting the Sect Master to agree.
Lin Fan’s heart leaped with joy. “Sect Master, rest assured, I will never reveal my single-thought alchemy in public.”
“Good. But during this journey to the Misty Snow Peak, you must not interact with any other sects. Be cautious,” Sect Master Yan warned sternly.
“Yes,” Lin Fan replied, his smile widening. He hadn’t expected it to be so easy to convince them.
The Grand Elders, having no further objections, finally relented.
“Junior brother, you may go to the Alchemy Peak later to gather any herbs you might need for the journey,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak offered.
“Thank you, senior brother,” Lin Fan said, genuinely moved. He had been taking business away from the Alchemy Peak by concocting pills on the Nameless Peak, yet the senior brother was still so generous. It would be insincere not to feel grateful.
But for the Grand Elders, who was stronger or weaker no longer mattered. As long as the sect prospered, even the dissolution of the Alchemy Peak would be inconsequential.
Such was the difference in perspective based on one’s position.
…
After Lin Fan left.
“Sect Master, are you really going to let him accompany the inner disciples?” Grand Elder Wuya asked, puzzled.
“Yes. Since he arrived here, I’ve been keeping a close eye on him. Although he can be mischievous, his loyalty to the Sacred Sect is genuine. Now that he wants to venture out, we shouldn’t confine him just because he has mastered single-thought alchemy,” Sect Master Yan replied, recalling Lin Fan’s antics on the Nameless Peak with a resigned sigh.
What intrigued Sect Master Yan even more was Lin Fan’s ability to help others rebuild their foundations—a truly astonishing feat.
“But what if there’s danger?” Grand Elder Lü Mingyang of the Central Peak asked.
“Don’t worry, I have a plan,” Sect Master Yan assured.
“That’s good. If nothing goes wrong, this young man could become the leading figure of the next generation in the Sacred Sect,” Grand Elder Wuya spoke highly of Lin Fan.
“Senior brother Wuya, isn’t that an overstatement? There are many outstanding prodigies among the inner disciples,” Grand Elder Yan Zhanwen chuckled, shaking his head.
He couldn’t agree with Wuya’s assessment.
“Junior brother, just wait and see,” Wuya replied with a faint smile, not elaborating.
The other Grand Elders also smiled without comment. They didn’t care who would lead the next generation, as long as the sect endured for eternity, that would be the greatest blessing.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan hummed a tune as he walked, feeling elated. Everything had gone so smoothly. With his silver tongue and a bit of acting, he had convinced the elders in an instant.
Now, Lin Fan headed toward the Alchemy Peak. The Grand Elder had given him permission to gather herbs freely.
In the past, he had to do it stealthily, but now it was all above board—a world of difference.
When Lin Fan arrived at the Alchemy Peak, the outer disciples spotted him and scattered like startled birds.
They remembered Lin Fan all too well—a cunning fellow who had caused their outer hall to suffer, leaving them with little business.
Now, even after being scolded by the Grand Elder and waiving alchemy fees, few disciples came to the Alchemy Peak to concoct pills.
Previously, ten sets of materials were guaranteed to yield one batch of pills. Now, it had been reduced to five sets.
For lower-grade pills, only two sets of materials were allowed.
These demands were too harsh for the outer disciples of the Alchemy Peak.
Li Shun, in particular, had it worse. In the past, he could slack off while concocting pills, but now he had to focus entirely, not daring to make the slightest mistake.
Otherwise, he would bear the full cost of any failed concoctions.
…
And all of this was caused by that bastard from the Nameless Peak.
“Senior brother Li, it’s bad—that bastard from the Nameless Peak is here!” a panicked voice called from outside.
Li Shun stood up abruptly, his eyes filled with both fear and anger. He stormed out the door, seething with rage.
“Good. But during this trip to Misty Snow Peak, you must not interact with any other sects. Be cautious,” the Sect Leader warned once again.
“Yes,” Lin Fan replied, his smile growing even wider. He hadn’t expected it to go so smoothly.
The Elders, at a loss for words, finally gave in. If that was the case, then so be it.
“Young brother,” said the Elder of Dan Ding Peak, “after this, you may come to Dan Ding Peak and take whatever herbs you might need for the journey, just in case.”
Lin Fan knew why they didn’t want him to go—it was all about preventing any harm from coming his way. His ability to concoct pills with a single thought was a treasure to any sect, something to be cherished and protected. How could they let him face danger? If anything were to happen, it would be a tremendous loss.
At this moment, Sect Leader Yan remained silent, his gaze fixed on Lin Fan.
Lin Fan stepped forward, his expression resolute, and clasped his fists in a respectful salute. “I owe my life to the Sect Leader and my senior brothers, who saved me during that great calamity. It has been several months since I joined the sect, yet I have not contributed in any way. Now that this opportunity is before me, I humbly ask for your permission to seize it.”
“Junior Brother, that won’t do. Your alchemy for the outer disciples is already a monumental contribution. How can you say you’ve never contributed? Moreover, this mission is fraught with danger, potentially life-threatening. It would be best for you to stay within the sect,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak interjected.
Lin Fan remained steadfast, refusing to back down. “The Lesser Heavenly Beast is no ordinary creature. The disciples who go to slay it face great peril. If I were to accompany them and provide alchemical support from the rear, I could save many lives. I implore the Sect Leader and my senior brothers to grant me this opportunity.”
“This…” The Grand Elders exchanged uneasy glances, unsure of how to proceed.
Lin Fan’s words were righteous and sincere, and they couldn’t deny that his alchemical skills might indeed save many disciples if he were to join the mission. This expedition was no ordinary one—while slaying the Lesser Heavenly Beast was a secondary goal, the primary purpose was to temper the sect’s disciples.
During the last forbidden land expedition, the Sacred Sect had suffered heavy losses, particularly the death of a prodigious disciple, which had left everyone sighing in sorrow.
Although this junior brother’s cultivation might not be high, his alchemical skills were top-tier, and he could be of great assistance to the sect.
Seeing their hesitation, Lin Fan spoke with even greater determination. “During the last forbidden land expedition, the Sacred Sect suffered heavy losses and lost face before the other sects. On this journey to the Ethereal Snow Peak, I will use my alchemical prowess to ensure our disciples fight with unmatched valor, showing the other sects the might of the Sacred Sect. I beseech the Sect Leader to grant me this opportunity.”
The Grand Elders were now deeply conflicted. Lin Fan’s words were not without merit. The last forbidden land expedition had indeed humiliated the Sacred Sect, turning it into a laughingstock among the other sects. Not only had they failed to retrieve anything from the forbidden land, but they had also lost a prodigious disciple—a devastating blow to the sect.
If Lin Fan were to accompany the inner disciples to the Ethereal Snow Peak, perhaps he could indeed restore the sect’s honor with his alchemy.
However, the thought of it still felt unreliable.
The ability to concoct pills with a single thought was a rare talent that appeared once in a millennium. If he were to perish on the Ethereal Snow Peak, the loss would be far greater than that of one or two prodigies.
“You may go, but you must not use your single-thought alchemy in front of outsiders,” Sect Leader Yan finally said, a faint smile playing at the corners of his eyes.
This young man had ulterior motives, but accompanying the sect on this mission wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. The path of martial arts demanded courage and forward momentum. A flower nurtured in a greenhouse was the most fragile; without tempering, it could never achieve greatness.
“Sect Leader, this…” The Grand Elders looked at him in disbelief, unable to believe that he had agreed.
Lin Fan’s heart swelled with joy. “Sect Leader, rest assured, I will never reveal my single-thought alchemy in front of others.”
“Good. However, during this journey to the Ethereal Snow Peak, you must not interact with any other sects. Be extra cautious,” Sect Leader Yan warned repeatedly.
“Yes,” Lin Fan replied, his smile widening. He hadn’t expected it to be so easy to convince them.
The Grand Elders, having no further objections, finally relented. If this was how it was to be, then so be it.
“Junior Brother, you may go to the Alchemy Peak later to gather any herbs you might need for the journey, just in case,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak said.
“Thank you, Senior Brother,” Lin Fan said, genuinely moved. He had been taking business away from the Alchemy Peak with his alchemy on Nameless Peak, yet his senior brother was still so generous. It would be insincere not to feel touched.
However, for the Grand Elders, who was stronger or weaker no longer mattered. As long as the sect prospered, even the dissolution of the Alchemy Peak would be of little consequence.
This was the difference in perspective that came with their positions.
…
After Lin Fan left.
“Sect Leader, are you really going to let him accompany the inner disciples?” Grand Elder Wuya asked, puzzled.
“Yes. Ever since he arrived here, I’ve been keeping a close eye on him. Although he can be a bit mischievous, his loyalty to the Sacred Sect is genuine. Now that he wants to venture out, we shouldn’t confine him just because he’s mastered single-thought alchemy,” Sect Leader Yan replied, recalling Lin Fan’s antics on Nameless Peak with a resigned sigh.
What intrigued Sect Leader Yan even more was that this young man could help others rebuild their foundations—a truly astonishing ability.
“But what if there’s danger?” Grand Elder Lü Mingyang of Zhongtian Peak asked.
“Don’t worry, I’ve already made arrangements,” Sect Leader Yan assured.
“That’s good. If nothing goes wrong, this young man could become a leading figure in the next generation of the Sacred Sect,” Grand Elder Wuya said, holding Lin Fan in high regard.
“Senior Brother Wuya, isn’t that an overstatement? There are many outstanding prodigies among the inner disciples,” Grand Elder Yan Zhanwen said with a smile, unable to agree with Wuya’s assessment.
“Junior Brother, just wait and see,” Grand Elder Wuya replied with a faint smile, not elaborating further.
The other Grand Elders also smiled without comment. They didn’t care who would lead the next generation, as long as the sect endured for eternity, that would be the greatest blessing.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan hummed a tune as he walked, feeling incredibly pleased. Everything had gone so smoothly. With his silver tongue and a bit of acting, he had instantly won over the Grand Elders.
Now, Lin Fan was heading toward the Alchemy Peak. The Grand Elders had given him permission to freely gather herbs there.
In the past, he had to do it stealthily, but now it was all above board—a world of difference.
When Lin Fan arrived at the Alchemy Peak, the outer disciples saw him and scattered like startled birds.
They remembered Lin Fan all too well—he was a cunning fellow who had caused their outer hall to suffer greatly.
Now, few disciples were willing to come to the Alchemy Peak to practice alchemy, even after the Grand Elders had scolded them and stopped charging fees.
Previously, ten sets of materials were guaranteed to produce one batch of pills, but now it had been reduced to five sets per batch.
For lower-grade pills, only two sets of materials were allowed per batch.
These demands were too harsh for the outer disciples of the Alchemy Peak.
Li Shun, in particular, had it the worst. In the past, he could slack off while alchemizing, but now he had to focus entirely, not daring to be the least bit careless.
If he failed, he would bear all the consequences.
…
And all of this was thanks to that bastard from Nameless Peak.
“Senior Brother Li, it’s bad—that bastard from Nameless Peak is here!” a panicked voice called from outside.
Li Shun stood up abruptly, his eyes filled with both fear and anger. He stormed out the door, seething with rage.
But for the Elders, the question of who was stronger or weaker no longer mattered. As long as the Sect thrived, even if Dan Ding Peak were to dissolve, it wouldn’t matter.
It was all about perspective.
…
After Lin Fan left.
“Sect Leader, are you really going to let him go with the inner disciples?” asked Elder Wuya with doubt.
Lin Fan knew why they didn’t want him to go—it was all about preventing any potential harm. His ability to concoct pills with a single thought was a treasure to any sect, something to be cherished and protected. How could they let him face danger? If anything were to happen, it would be a tremendous loss.
At this moment, Sect Leader Yan remained silent, his gaze fixed on Lin Fan.
Lin Fan stepped forward, his expression resolute, and clasped his fists in a respectful gesture. “Thanks to the Sect Leader and my senior brothers for saving my life during that great calamity, I have survived. It has been several months since I joined the sect, yet I have not contributed in any way. Now that this opportunity lies before me, I humbly ask for the Sect Leader and my senior brothers to grant me this chance.”
“Junior Brother, this won’t do,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak interjected. “You have already rendered an immense service by concocting pills for the outer disciples. How can you say you haven’t contributed? Moreover, this mission is fraught with danger, and your life could be at risk. It would be better for you to stay within the sect.”
Lin Fan remained undeterred. “The Lesser Heavenly Beast is no ordinary creature. The disciples who go to slay it face great peril. If I can concoct pills from the rear, I can save many more lives. I implore the Sect Leader and my senior brothers to grant me this opportunity.”
“This…” The Grand Elders exchanged uneasy glances, unsure of how to proceed.
Lin Fan’s words were righteous and sincere, and they couldn’t deny that if he accompanied the team and concocted pills from the rear, his alchemy skills might indeed save many disciples.
This mission was extraordinary. While slaying the Lesser Heavenly Beast was secondary, the primary goal was to temper the sect’s disciples.
During the last expedition to the forbidden land, the Sacred Sect had suffered heavy losses, especially with the death of a prodigious disciple, which had left everyone sighing in sorrow.
Although this junior brother’s cultivation might not be high, his alchemy skills were top-notch, and he could be of great help to the sect.
Seeing their hesitation, Lin Fan spoke with even greater determination. “During the last expedition to the forbidden land, the Sacred Sect suffered heavy losses and was humiliated in front of other sects. This time, during the expedition to the Misty Snow Peak, I will use my alchemy to make our disciples fearless and show the other sects the might of the Sacred Sect. I beg the Sect Leader to grant me this opportunity.”
The Grand Elders were now also wavering. Lin Fan’s words were true. The last expedition to the forbidden land had indeed left the Sacred Sect in disgrace, becoming a laughingstock among the sects. Not only had they failed to retrieve anything from the forbidden land, but they had also lost a prodigious disciple.
This was a devastating loss for the Sacred Sect.
If Lin Fan were to accompany the inner disciples to the Misty Snow Peak, perhaps he could indeed use his alchemy to restore the sect’s honor.
But after much deliberation, it still seemed too risky.
The ability to concoct pills with a single thought was a rare talent that appeared once in a millennium. If he were to perish on the Misty Snow Peak, it would be a loss far greater than just one or two prodigies.
“You may go, but you must not use your ability to concoct pills with a single thought in front of outsiders,” Sect Leader Yan finally said, a smile playing at the corners of his eyes.
This little fellow had ulterior motives. He was so eager to go out—what was his purpose? But accompanying the sect on this mission wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.
On the path of martial arts, one must be fearless. A flower nurtured in a greenhouse is the most fragile. Without tempering, one cannot achieve greatness.
“Sect Leader, this…” The Grand Elders looked at him in disbelief. They hadn’t expected the Sect Leader to agree.
Lin Fan’s heart swelled with joy. “Sect Leader, rest assured, I will never reveal my ability to concoct pills with a single thought in front of others.”
“Good. But during this expedition to the Misty Snow Peak, you must not interact with any other sects. Be extra cautious,” Sect Leader Yan warned repeatedly.
“Yes,” Lin Fan replied, his smile growing even wider. He hadn’t expected it to be so easy to convince them.
The Grand Elders, having no further objections, finally relented. If that was the case, then so be it.
“Junior Brother, you may go to the Alchemy Peak later and gather any herbs you might need for the journey, just in case,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak said.
“Thank you, Senior Brother,” Lin Fan said, genuinely moved. He had been concocting pills on the Nameless Peak, taking business away from the Alchemy Peak, yet his senior brother was still so generous. It would be insincere not to feel touched.
But for the Grand Elders, who was strong and who was weak no longer mattered. As long as the sect could grow stronger, even if the Alchemy Peak were to disband, it would be of little consequence.
This was the difference in perspective that came with their positions.
…
After Lin Fan left.
“Sect Leader, are you really going to let him accompany the inner disciples?” Grand Elder Wuya asked, puzzled.
“Yes. Ever since this child arrived, I have been keeping a close eye on him. Although he can be a bit mischievous, his loyalty to the Sacred Sect is genuine. Now that he wants to go out and see the world, we cannot confine him just because he has mastered the ability to concoct pills with a single thought,” Sect Leader Yan replied, recalling Lin Fan’s various antics on the Nameless Peak with a helpless shake of his head.
What impressed Sect Leader Yan even more was that this child could help others rebuild their foundations—a truly astonishing feat.
“But what if there’s danger?” Grand Elder Lü Mingyang of the Zhongtian Peak asked.
“No need to worry. I have already made arrangements,” Sect Leader Yan assured.
“That’s good. If nothing goes wrong, this child could become the leading figure of the next generation in the Sacred Sect,” Grand Elder Wuya spoke highly of Lin Fan.
“Senior Brother Wuya, isn’t that an overstatement? There are many outstanding prodigies among the inner disciples,” Grand Elder Yan Zhanwen said with a smile, shaking his head.
He couldn’t agree with Grand Elder Wuya’s assessment.
“Junior Brother, just wait and see,” Grand Elder Wuya said with a faint smile, not elaborating further.
The other Grand Elders also smiled without comment. They didn’t care who would lead the next generation, as long as the sect could endure for eternity, that would be the greatest blessing.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan hummed a cheerful tune as he walked, feeling incredibly pleased. Everything had gone so smoothly. With his silver tongue and a bit of acting, he had instantly won over the Grand Elders.
Now, Lin Fan was heading toward the Alchemy Peak. The Grand Elders had given him permission to gather herbs as he pleased.
In the past, he had to do it stealthily, but now he could do it openly. The difference was immense.
When Lin Fan arrived at the Alchemy Peak, the outer disciples saw him and scattered like startled birds.
They all remembered Lin Fan vividly—he was a cunning fellow who had caused their outer hall to suffer greatly.
Now, few disciples were willing to come to the Alchemy Peak to concoct pills, even after the Grand Elders had reprimanded them and stopped charging fees.
Previously, ten sets of materials were guaranteed to produce one batch of pills. Now, it had been reduced to five sets of materials per batch.
For low-grade pills, it was even stricter—only two sets of materials were allowed per batch.
These demands were too harsh for the outer disciples of the Alchemy Peak.
Especially for Li Shun, who had it the worst. In the past, he could slack off a bit while concocting pills, but now he had to focus entirely, not daring to be the least bit careless.
If he failed, he would bear all the consequences.
…
And all of this was caused by that bastard from the Nameless Peak.
“Senior Brother Li, it’s bad! That bastard from the Nameless Peak is here!” a panicked voice called from outside.
Li Shun stood up abruptly, his eyes filled with both fear and anger. He stormed out the door, his face flushed with rage.
As he recalled Lin Fan’s past deeds at the Nameless Peak, the Sect Leader couldn’t help but shake his head with a sigh.
What impressed him even more, however, was Lin Fan’s ability to help others restore their cultivation foundations—an ability that defied logic.
“But what if he’s in danger?” asked Elder Lü Mingyang of Zhongtian Peak.
“No worries. I already have a plan,” the Sect Leader replied.
“In that case, this young man, if nothing goes wrong, will surely become the leader of the next generation of the Holy Sect,” Elder Wuya spoke highly of Lin Fan.
“Elder Brother Wuya, isn’t that praise a bit too high?” Elder Yan Zhanwen shook his head with a smile. “After all, there are many outstanding prodigies among the current generation of inner disciples.”
He couldn’t quite agree with Elder Wuya’s assessment.
“Just wait and see, younger brother,” Elder Wuya chuckled without elaborating.
The Elders smiled knowingly, exchanging glances. Who would lead the next generation didn’t concern them much. As long as the Sect could endure forever, that was their greatest wish.
…
At this moment, Lin Fan was walking along, humming a cheerful tune, utterly delighted. He couldn’t believe everything had gone so smoothly. With just a bit of eloquence and a touch of acting, he had convinced all the Elders.
Now, he was heading toward Dan Ding Peak. The Elder had already given his permission—Lin Fan could freely pick herbs from the peak.
Before, he had to sneak around like a thief. Now, he could do it openly. What a difference that made.
As Lin Fan arrived at Dan Ding Peak, the outer-disciple apprentices spotted him and scattered like startled birds.
They all remembered Lin Fan vividly. He was a sly, cunning fellow who had nearly driven the outer disciples of Dan Ding Peak to starvation.
Lin Fan knew why they didn’t want him to go—it was all about preventing any potential harm. His ability to concoct pills with a single thought was a treasure to any sect, something to be cherished and protected. How could they let him face danger? If anything were to happen, it would be a tremendous loss.
At this moment, Sect Leader Yan remained silent, his gaze fixed on Lin Fan.
Lin Fan stepped forward, his expression resolute, and clasped his fists in a respectful gesture. “I owe my life to the Sect Leader and my senior brothers for saving me during that great calamity. It has been several months since I joined the sect, yet I have not contributed in any way. Now that this opportunity is before me, I humbly ask for your permission to proceed.”
“Junior brother, that’s not acceptable,” interjected the Grand Elder of the Pill Cauldron Peak. “Your alchemy for the outer disciples is already a monumental contribution. There’s no need to speak of not having contributed. Moreover, this mission is fraught with danger, potentially life-threatening. It’s best for you to stay within the sect.”
Lin Fan remained undeterred and pressed on. “The Lesser Heavenly Beast is no ordinary creature. The disciples who go to slay it face great peril. If I can provide alchemical support from the rear, I can save many more lives. I implore the Sect Leader and my senior brothers to grant me this opportunity.”
“This…” The Grand Elders exchanged uneasy glances, unsure of how to proceed.
Lin Fan’s words were righteous and sincere, and they couldn’t deny that his alchemical skills could indeed save many disciples if he accompanied the team.
This mission was extraordinary. While slaying the Lesser Heavenly Beast was secondary, the primary goal was to temper the sect’s disciples.
The last expedition to the forbidden land had been disastrous for the Sacred Sect, especially with the loss of a prodigious disciple, which had left everyone sighing in regret.
Although this junior brother’s cultivation might not be high, his alchemical skills were top-notch, offering significant benefits to the sect.
Seeing their hesitation, Lin Fan spoke with even greater determination. “The last expedition to the forbidden land was a heavy blow to the Sacred Sect, leaving us humiliated in the eyes of other sects. This journey to the Misty Snow Peak is my chance to use my alchemy to empower our disciples and show the other sects the might of the Sacred Sect. I beg the Sect Leader to grant me this opportunity.”
The Grand Elders were now wavering. Lin Fan’s words were true—the last expedition had indeed tarnished the Sacred Sect’s reputation, making them a laughingstock among the sects. Not only had they failed to retrieve anything from the forbidden land, but they had also lost a prodigious disciple, a devastating blow to the sect.
If Lin Fan accompanied the inner disciples to the Misty Snow Peak, perhaps he could indeed restore the sect’s honor with his alchemy.
Yet, the thought still felt precarious.
The ability to concoct pills with a single thought was a rare talent, one that appeared only once in a millennium. If he were to perish on the Misty Snow Peak, it would be a loss far greater than that of one or two prodigies.
“You may go, but you must not reveal your ability to concoct pills with a single thought in front of outsiders,” Sect Leader Yan finally said, a faint smile playing at the corners of his eyes.
This young man had ulterior motives, but accompanying the sect on this mission wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.
The path of martial arts demanded courage and determination. A flower nurtured in a greenhouse was most fragile; without tempering, it could never achieve greatness.
“Sect Leader, this…” The Grand Elders were incredulous, never expecting the Sect Leader to agree.
Lin Fan’s heart swelled with joy. “Sect Leader, rest assured, I will never reveal my ability in front of others.”
“Good. However, during this journey to the Misty Snow Peak, you must not interact with any other sects. Be cautious,” Sect Leader Yan warned sternly.
“Yes,” Lin Fan replied, his smile widening. He hadn’t expected to convince them so easily.
The Grand Elders, seeing no other option, finally relented. If this was the decision, then so be it.
“Junior brother, you may ascend the Pill Cauldron Peak later to gather any herbs you might need for the journey,” the Grand Elder of the Pill Cauldron Peak offered.
“Thank you, senior brother,” Lin Fan said, genuinely moved. He had been competing with the Pill Cauldron Peak for business, yet his senior brother was still so generous. It was hard not to be touched.
For the Grand Elders, however, the competition between peaks no longer mattered. As long as the sect prospered, even the dissolution of the Pill Cauldron Peak would be inconsequential.
Such was the difference in perspective based on one’s position.
…
After Lin Fan left, Grand Elder Wuya asked, “Sect Leader, are you truly allowing him to accompany the inner disciples?”
“Yes,” Sect Leader Yan replied. “Since his arrival, I’ve been keeping a close eye on him. Though he can be mischievous, his loyalty to the Sacred Sect is genuine. Now that he wishes to venture out, we cannot confine him simply because he has mastered the art of concocting pills with a single thought.”
Sect Leader Yan recalled Lin Fan’s actions on the Nameless Peak and couldn’t help but shake his head with a sigh.
What intrigued Sect Leader Yan even more was Lin Fan’s ability to help others rebuild their foundations—a truly remarkable feat.
“But what if there’s danger?” Grand Elder Lü Mingyang of the Central Sky Peak asked.
“No need to worry. I have a plan,” Sect Leader Yan assured.
“That’s good to hear. If nothing goes wrong, this young man could become a leading figure in the next generation of the Sacred Sect,” Grand Elder Wuya spoke highly of Lin Fan.
“Senior brother Wuya, isn’t that an overstatement? There are many outstanding prodigies among the inner disciples,” Grand Elder Yan Zhanwen chuckled, not entirely agreeing with Wuya’s assessment.
“Junior brother, just wait and see,” Wuya replied with a faint smile, not elaborating further.
The other Grand Elders also smiled without comment. They didn’t care who would lead the next generation, as long as the sect endured for eternity, that would be the greatest blessing.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan hummed a cheerful tune as he walked, feeling incredibly pleased. Everything had gone so smoothly. With his silver tongue and a bit of acting, he had convinced the elders in an instant.
Now, Lin Fan was heading toward the Pill Cauldron Peak. The Grand Elder had given him permission to ascend the peak and gather herbs as needed.
In the past, he had to sneak around, but now he could do so openly. The difference was immense.
When Lin Fan arrived at the Pill Cauldron Peak, the outer disciples spotted him and scattered like startled birds.
They remembered Lin Fan all too well—a cunning individual who had caused their outer hall to suffer greatly.
Now, few disciples were willing to come to the Pill Cauldron Peak to practice alchemy, even after the Grand Elder reprimanded them and waived the fees.
Previously, ten sets of materials were required to produce one batch of pills. Now, it had been reduced to five sets.
For lower-grade pills, only two sets of materials were allowed.
These demands were too harsh for the outer disciples of the Pill Cauldron Peak.
Li Shun, in particular, had it the worst. In the past, he could slack off while concocting pills, but now he had to focus entirely, not daring to make the slightest mistake.
If he failed, he would bear the consequences alone.
…
And all of this was caused by that bastard from the Nameless Peak.
“Senior brother Li, it’s bad news! That bastard from the Nameless Peak is here!” a panicked voice called from outside.
Li Shun stood up abruptly, his eyes filled with both fear and anger. He stormed out the door, ready to confront the intruder.
Lin Fan knew why they didn’t want him to go—it was all about protecting him from potential harm.
With his ability to concoct pills with a single thought, such a rare alchemy skill would be treasured by any sect like a priceless gem. How could they let him face danger? If anything were to happen, it would be a tremendous loss.
At this moment, Sect Leader Yan remained silent, simply observing Lin Fan.
Lin Fan stepped forward, his expression resolute, and clasped his fists in a respectful gesture. “Thanks to the Sect Leader and my senior brothers for saving my life during that calamity, I have survived. It has been several months since I joined the sect, yet I have not contributed anything to the sect. Now that this opportunity is before me, I humbly ask for your permission.”
“Junior Brother, that won’t do. The fact that you’ve been refining pills for the outer disciples is already a monumental contribution. How can you say you’ve done nothing? Moreover, this mission is fraught with danger, and there’s a risk of losing your life. It’s better for you to stay within the sect,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak interjected.
Lin Fan remained undeterred and refused to back down. “The Lesser Heavenly Beast is no ordinary creature. The disciples going to slay it face great peril. If I can stay in the rear and refine pills, I can undoubtedly save more lives. I implore the Sect Leader and my senior brothers to grant me this opportunity.”
“This…” The Grand Elders exchanged uneasy glances, unsure of how to proceed.
Lin Fan’s words were righteous and sincere, and they couldn’t deny that if he accompanied the team and refined pills in the rear, his alchemy skills might indeed save many disciples.
This mission was extraordinary. While slaying the Lesser Heavenly Beast was secondary, the primary goal was to temper the sect’s disciples.
During the last forbidden land expedition, the Holy Sect suffered heavy losses, especially with the death of a prodigious disciple, which left everyone sighing in sorrow.
Although this junior brother’s cultivation might not be high, his alchemy skills were top-tier, and he could be of great help to the sect.
Seeing their hesitation, Lin Fan spoke with even greater determination. “During the forbidden land expedition, the Holy Sect suffered heavy losses and lost face in front of other sects. This time, during the expedition to the Misty Snow Peak, I will use my pill-refining abilities to make our sect’s disciples fearless and show the other sects the might of the Holy Sect. I beg the Sect Leader to grant me this opportunity.”
The Grand Elders were now also wavering. Lin Fan’s words were true—the last forbidden land expedition had indeed humiliated the Holy Sect, turning them into a laughingstock among the other sects. Not only did they fail to retrieve anything from the forbidden land, but they also lost a prodigious disciple.
This was a devastating loss for the Holy Sect.
If Lin Fan were to accompany the inner disciples to the Misty Snow Peak, he might indeed use his pills to restore the sect’s honor.
However, after much deliberation, it still felt risky.
The ability to concoct pills with a single thought was a rare talent that appeared once in a millennium. If he were to perish on the Misty Snow Peak, it would be a far greater loss than just losing one or two prodigies.
“You may go, but you must not use your single-thought pill-refining ability in front of outsiders,” Sect Leader Yan finally said, a smile playing at the corner of his eyes.
This little guy had ulterior motives, but it wasn’t necessarily a bad thing for him to accompany the sect on this mission.
On the path of martial arts, one must be bold and unyielding. A flower nurtured in a greenhouse is the most fragile; without tempering, it’s difficult to achieve greatness.
“Sect Leader, this…” The Grand Elders looked at him in disbelief, never expecting the Sect Leader to agree.
Lin Fan’s heart leaped with joy. “Sect Leader, rest assured, I will never reveal my single-thought pill-refining ability in front of others.”
“Good. However, during this trip to the Misty Snow Peak, you must not interact with any other sects. Be extra cautious,” Sect Leader Yan warned repeatedly.
“Yes,” Lin Fan replied, his smile widening. He hadn’t expected it to be so easy to convince them.
The Grand Elders, seeing that the matter was settled, had nothing more to say. If that was the case, then so be it.
“Junior Brother, you may go to the Alchemy Peak later and gather any herbs you might need for the journey, just in case,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak said.
“Thank you, Senior Brother,” Lin Fan said, genuinely moved. He had been refining pills on the Nameless Peak, taking business away from the Alchemy Peak, yet his senior brother was still so generous. It would be insincere not to feel touched.
However, for the Grand Elders, who was stronger or weaker no longer mattered. As long as the sect could grow stronger, even if the Alchemy Peak were to disband, it wouldn’t be a big deal.
This was the difference in perspective based on one’s position.
…
After Lin Fan left.
“Sect Leader, are you really going to let him accompany the inner disciples?” Grand Elder Wuya asked, puzzled.
“Yes. Since he arrived here, I’ve been keeping an eye on him. Although he’s a bit mischievous, his loyalty to the Holy Sect is genuine. Now that he wants to go out and see the world, we shouldn’t confine him just because he’s mastered the single-thought pill-refining technique,” Sect Leader Yan replied, recalling Lin Fan’s antics on the Nameless Peak with a helpless shake of his head.
What intrigued Sect Leader Yan even more was that this young man could help others rebuild their foundations—something truly extraordinary.
“But what if there’s danger?” Grand Elder Lü Mingyang of the Central Peak asked.
“No need to worry. I’ve already made arrangements,” Sect Leader Yan assured.
“That’s good. If nothing goes wrong, this young man could become a leading figure in the next generation of the Holy Sect,” Grand Elder Wuya spoke highly of Lin Fan.
“Senior Brother Wuya, isn’t that an overstatement? There are many outstanding prodigies among the inner disciples,” Grand Elder Yan Zhanwen said with a smile, unable to agree with Wuya’s assessment.
“Junior Brother, just wait and see,” Wuya replied with a faint smile, not elaborating further.
The other Grand Elders also smiled without comment. They didn’t care who would lead the next generation, as long as the sect could endure for eternity, that would be the greatest blessing.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan hummed a tune as he walked, feeling incredibly pleased. Everything had gone so smoothly. With his silver tongue and a bit of acting, he had instantly won over the Grand Elders.
Now, Lin Fan was heading toward the Alchemy Peak. The Grand Elders had given their permission, allowing him to freely gather herbs.
In the past, he had to do it secretly, but now it was all above board—a world of difference.
When Lin Fan arrived at the Alchemy Peak, the outer disciples spotted him and scattered like startled birds.
They all remembered Lin Fan vividly—a cunning fellow who had caused their outer hall to suffer greatly.
Now, few disciples were willing to come to the Alchemy Peak to refine pills, even after the Grand Elders reprimanded them and stopped charging fees.
Previously, ten portions of materials were guaranteed to produce one batch of pills, but now it had been reduced to five.
For low-grade pills, it was even stricter—only two portions of materials were allowed per batch.
These demands were too harsh for the outer disciples of the Alchemy Peak.
Li Shun, in particular, had it the worst. In the past, he could slack off while refining pills, but now he had to focus entirely, not daring to be the slightest bit careless.
If he failed, he would bear all the consequences.
…
And all of this was caused by that bastard from the Nameless Peak.
“Senior Brother Li, it’s bad—that bastard from the Nameless Peak is here!” a panicked voice came from outside.
Li Shun stood up abruptly, his eyes filled with both fear and anger. He stormed out the door, seething with rage.
Lin Fan knew why they didn’t want him to go—it was all about fearing potential harm. His ability to concoct pills with a single thought was a treasure to any sect, something to be cherished and protected. How could they let him face danger? If anything were to happen, it would be a tremendous loss.
At this moment, Sect Leader Yan remained silent, his gaze fixed on Lin Fan.
Lin Fan stepped forward, his expression resolute, and clasped his fists in a respectful gesture. “I owe my life to the Sect Leader and my senior brothers, who saved me from that great calamity. It has been several months since I joined the sect, yet I have not contributed in any way. Now that this opportunity lies before me, I humbly ask for the Sect Leader and my senior brothers to grant me this chance.”
“Junior Brother, this won’t do,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak interjected. “You’ve already performed a great service by concocting pills for the outer disciples. How can you say you haven’t contributed? Moreover, this mission is fraught with danger, and your life could be at risk. It’s better for you to stay within the sect.”
Lin Fan remained undeterred. “The Lesser Heavenly Beast is no ordinary creature. The disciples sent to slay it face great peril. If I can concoct pills from the rear, I can save many more lives. I implore the Sect Leader and my senior brothers to grant me this opportunity.”
“This…” The Grand Elders exchanged uneasy glances, unsure of how to proceed.
Lin Fan’s words were righteous and sincere, and they couldn’t deny that his presence on the mission, with his unparalleled alchemy skills, might indeed save many disciples.
This mission was extraordinary. While slaying the Lesser Heavenly Beast was secondary, the primary goal was to temper the sect’s disciples.
The last expedition to the forbidden land had been disastrous for the Sacred Sect, especially with the loss of a prodigious disciple, which had left everyone sighing in regret.
Though this junior brother’s cultivation might not be high, his alchemy skills were top-notch, and he could be of great help to the sect.
Seeing their hesitation, Lin Fan spoke with even greater determination. “During the last expedition to the forbidden land, the Sacred Sect suffered heavy losses and was humiliated before the other sects. This time, on the journey to the Misty Snow Peak, I will use my alchemy to empower our disciples, to show the other sects the might of the Sacred Sect. I beg the Sect Leader to grant me this chance.”
The Grand Elders were now deeply conflicted. Lin Fan’s words were true—the last expedition had indeed tarnished the Sacred Sect’s reputation, turning them into a laughingstock among the sects. Not only had they returned empty-handed, but they had also lost a prodigious disciple.
It was a devastating blow to the Sacred Sect.
If Lin Fan were to accompany the inner disciples to the Misty Snow Peak, perhaps he could indeed restore the sect’s honor with his alchemy.
But still, it felt risky.
The ability to concoct pills with a single thought was a rare talent, one that appeared only once in a thousand years. If he were to perish on the Misty Snow Peak, it would be a loss far greater than that of one or two prodigies.
“You may go, but you must not reveal your ability to concoct pills with a single thought in front of outsiders,” Sect Leader Yan finally said, a faint smile playing at the corners of his eyes.
This young man had ulterior motives, but accompanying the sect on this mission wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.
On the path of martial arts, one must be bold and unyielding. A flower nurtured in a greenhouse is the most fragile; without tempering, it cannot achieve greatness.
“Sect Leader, this…” The Grand Elders were incredulous. They hadn’t expected the Sect Leader to agree.
Lin Fan’s heart swelled with joy. “Sect Leader, rest assured, I will never reveal my ability in front of others.”
“Good. But remember, on this journey to the Misty Snow Peak, you must not interact with any other sects. Be cautious,” Sect Leader Yan warned repeatedly.
“Yes,” Lin Fan replied, his smile widening. He hadn’t expected it to be so easy to convince them.
The Grand Elders, seeing that the matter was settled, had nothing more to say. If this was the decision, then so be it.
“Junior Brother, you may go to the Alchemy Peak later to gather any herbs you might need for the journey, just in case,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak offered.
“Thank you, Senior Brother,” Lin Fan said, genuinely moved. He had been concocting pills on the Nameless Peak, taking business away from the Alchemy Peak, yet his senior brother was still so generous. It would be insincere not to feel touched.
But for the Grand Elders, who had reached their level, personal gains and losses no longer mattered. As long as the sect prospered, even the dissolution of the Alchemy Peak would be inconsequential.
Such was the difference in perspective based on one’s position.
…
After Lin Fan left.
“Sect Leader, are you really going to let him accompany the inner disciples?” Grand Elder Wuya asked, puzzled.
“Yes. Since he arrived here, I’ve been keeping an eye on him. Though he can be mischievous, his loyalty to the Sacred Sect is genuine. Now that he wants to venture out, we shouldn’t confine him just because he has mastered the art of concocting pills with a single thought,” Sect Leader Yan replied, recalling Lin Fan’s antics on the Nameless Peak with a resigned shake of his head.
What intrigued Sect Leader Yan even more was that this young man had the ability to help others rebuild their foundations—a truly astonishing feat.
“But what if there’s danger?” Grand Elder Lü Mingyang of the Central Peak asked.
“Don’t worry, I have a plan,” Sect Leader Yan assured.
“That’s good. If nothing goes wrong, this young man could become a leading figure in the next generation of the Sacred Sect,” Grand Elder Wuya spoke highly of Lin Fan.
“Senior Brother Wuya, isn’t that an overstatement? There are many outstanding prodigies among the inner disciples,” Grand Elder Yan Zhanwen chuckled, shaking his head.
He couldn’t agree with Wuya’s assessment.
“Junior Brother, just wait and see,” Wuya replied with a faint smile, not elaborating further.
The other Grand Elders also smiled without comment. They didn’t care who would lead the next generation; as long as the sect endured for eternity, that was the greatest blessing.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan hummed a tune as he walked, feeling incredibly pleased. Everything had gone so smoothly. With his silver tongue and a bit of acting, he had convinced the elders in an instant.
Now, he was heading toward the Alchemy Peak. The Grand Elder had given him permission to gather herbs freely.
In the past, he had to sneak around, but now he could do so openly. What a difference!
When Lin Fan arrived at the Alchemy Peak, the outer disciples spotted him and scattered like startled birds.
They remembered Lin Fan all too well—a cunning fellow who had caused their outer hall to suffer greatly.
Now, few disciples were willing to come to the Alchemy Peak to concoct pills, even after the Grand Elder had reprimanded them and waived the fees.
Previously, ten sets of materials were guaranteed to produce one batch of pills. Now, it had been reduced to five sets.
For low-grade pills, it was even stricter—only two sets of materials were allowed per batch.
These demands were too harsh for the outer disciples of the Alchemy Peak.
Li Shun, in particular, had it rough. In the past, he could slack off while concocting pills, but now he had to focus entirely, not daring to be the least bit careless.
If he failed, he would bear the full consequences.
…
And all of this was because of that bastard from the Nameless Peak.
“Senior Brother Li, it’s bad news—that bastard from the Nameless Peak is here!” a panicked voice called from outside.
Li Shun stood up abruptly, his expression a mix of fear and anger. Then, with a furious glare, he stormed out the door.
Lin Fan knew why they didn’t want him to go—it was all about preventing any potential harm. His ability to concoct pills with a single thought was a treasure to any sect, and they would naturally want to protect such a valuable asset from any danger. The risk of losing him was simply too great.
At this moment, Sect Leader Yan remained silent, his gaze fixed on Lin Fan.
Lin Fan stepped forward, his expression resolute, and clasped his fists in a respectful gesture. “I owe my life to the Sect Leader and my senior brothers, who saved me during that great calamity. It has been several months since I joined the sect, yet I have not contributed in any way. Now that this opportunity is before me, I humbly ask for your permission to proceed.”
“Junior Brother, that won’t do,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak interjected. “You’ve already rendered a tremendous service by concocting pills for the outer disciples. There’s no truth to the claim that you haven’t contributed. Moreover, this mission is fraught with danger, and your life could be at risk. It would be best for you to remain within the sect.”
Lin Fan, however, remained steadfast. “The Lesser Heavenly Beast is no ordinary creature, and the disciples face great peril in hunting it. If I can support them by concocting pills from the rear, I can save many lives. I implore the Sect Leader and my senior brothers to grant me this opportunity.”
The Grand Elders exchanged uneasy glances, unsure of how to proceed. Lin Fan’s words were earnest and without deceit. They acknowledged that if he were to accompany the team and use his alchemy skills, he might indeed save many disciples.
This mission was no ordinary one. While slaying the Lesser Heavenly Beast was a secondary objective, the primary goal was to temper the sect’s disciples. The previous expedition to the forbidden lands had resulted in heavy losses for the Holy Sect, particularly the death of a prodigious disciple, which had left everyone deeply sorrowful.
Though Lin Fan’s cultivation level might not be high, his alchemy skills were unparalleled, and he could be of great assistance to the sect.
Seeing their hesitation, Lin Fan spoke with even greater determination. “During the last expedition to the forbidden lands, the Holy Sect suffered heavy losses and was humiliated before the other sects. This time, during the expedition to the Misty Snow Peak, I will use my alchemy to empower our disciples and show the other sects the might of the Holy Sect. I beg the Sect Leader to grant me this chance.”
The Grand Elders were now more conflicted. Lin Fan’s words were not without merit. The previous expedition had indeed tarnished the Holy Sect’s reputation, turning it into a laughingstock among the other sects. Not only had they failed to retrieve anything from the forbidden lands, but they had also lost a prodigious disciple, a devastating blow to the sect.
If Lin Fan were to accompany the inner disciples to the Misty Snow Peak, he might indeed help restore the sect’s honor through his alchemy. However, the thought of him perishing there was too great a risk. His ability to concoct pills with a single thought was a rare talent, and losing him would be far more catastrophic than losing a few prodigious disciples.
“Very well, you may go, but you must not use your single-thought alchemy in front of outsiders,” Sect Leader Yan finally said, a faint smile playing at the corners of his eyes.
This young man had ulterior motives, but accompanying the sect on this mission was not necessarily a bad thing. The path of martial arts required courage and resilience. A flower nurtured in a greenhouse would wither easily; without tempering, one could not achieve greatness.
“Sect Leader, this…” The Grand Elders were taken aback, never expecting the Sect Leader to agree.
Lin Fan’s heart swelled with joy. “Sect Leader, rest assured, I will never reveal my single-thought alchemy in public.”
“Good. However, during this expedition to the Misty Snow Peak, you must not interact with any other sects. Be cautious,” Sect Leader Yan warned sternly.
“Yes,” Lin Fan replied, his smile widening. He hadn’t expected things to go so smoothly.
The Grand Elders, having no further objections, reluctantly accepted the decision.
“Junior Brother, you may go to the Alchemy Peak later to gather any herbs you might need for the journey,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak offered.
“Thank you, Senior Brother,” Lin Fan said, genuinely moved. Despite having taken business away from the Alchemy Peak by concocting pills at the Nameless Peak, the Grand Elder was still being generous. Such magnanimity was truly touching.
For the Grand Elders, personal strength no longer mattered. What was important was the strength of the sect. Even if the Alchemy Peak were to disband, it would be of little consequence.
This was the difference in perspective that came with their elevated positions.
…
After Lin Fan left, the Grand Elders turned to Sect Leader Yan.
“Sect Leader, are you truly allowing him to accompany the inner disciples?” Grand Elder Wuya asked, puzzled.
“Yes,” Sect Leader Yan replied. “Since he arrived here, I have been observing him closely. Though he can be mischievous, his loyalty to the Holy Sect is genuine. Now that he wishes to venture out, we should not confine him simply because he has mastered single-thought alchemy.”
Sect Leader Yan recalled Lin Fan’s actions at the Nameless Peak and couldn’t help but shake his head in resignation. What intrigued him even more was Lin Fan’s ability to help others rebuild their foundations—a truly remarkable feat.
“But what if he encounters danger?” Grand Elder Lü Mingyang of the Central Peak asked.
“Don’t worry, I have a plan,” Sect Leader Yan assured.
“That’s good to hear. If all goes well, this young man could become a leading figure in the next generation of the Holy Sect,” Grand Elder Wuya said, his evaluation of Lin Fan quite high.
“Senior Brother Wuya, isn’t that an overstatement? There are many outstanding prodigies among the inner disciples,” Grand Elder Yan Zhanwen said with a smile, not entirely agreeing with Wuya’s assessment.
“Junior Brother, just wait and see,” Grand Elder Wuya replied with a faint smile, not elaborating further.
The other Grand Elders also smiled without comment. They were not concerned about who would lead the next generation. As long as the sect endured for eternity, that was the greatest blessing.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan hummed a tune as he walked, feeling elated. Everything had gone so smoothly. With his silver tongue and a bit of acting, he had convinced the elders in no time.
Now, he was heading towards the Alchemy Peak. The Grand Elder had given him permission to gather herbs freely. In the past, he had to do so covertly, but now he could do it openly. The difference was immense.
When Lin Fan arrived at the Alchemy Peak, the outer disciples saw him and scattered like startled birds. They remembered Lin Fan all too well—he was a cunning individual who had caused their outer hall to suffer greatly.
Few disciples were willing to come to the Alchemy Peak to concoct pills anymore, even after the Grand Elder had reprimanded them and waived the fees. Previously, ten sets of materials were guaranteed to produce one batch of pills, but now it was five sets. For low-grade pills, it was two sets.
These demands were too harsh for the outer disciples of the Alchemy Peak, especially for Li Shun, who had it the worst. In the past, he could afford to be a bit lax while concocting pills, but now he had to focus entirely, not daring to make the slightest mistake. If he failed, he would bear the full responsibility.
All of this was because of that scoundrel from the Nameless Peak.
“Senior Brother Li, it’s bad news! That scoundrel from the Nameless Peak is here!” a panicked voice called from outside.
Li Shun stood up abruptly, his eyes filled with both fear and anger. He stormed out the door, ready to confront the intruder.
Lin Fan knew why they didn’t want him to go—it was all about fearing potential harm. His ability to concoct pills with a single thought was a treasure to any sect, something to be cherished and protected. How could they let him face danger? If anything were to happen, it would be a tremendous loss.
At this moment, Sect Leader Yan remained silent, his gaze fixed on Lin Fan.
Lin Fan stepped forward, his expression resolute, and clasped his fists in a respectful gesture. “Thanks to the Sect Leader and my senior brothers for saving my life during that great calamity, I have survived. It has been several months since I joined the sect, yet I have not contributed in any way. Now that this opportunity lies before me, I humbly ask for your permission.”
“Junior brother, this won’t do. You’ve already rendered a great service by concocting pills for the outer disciples. How can you say you’ve not contributed? Moreover, this mission is fraught with danger, and your life could be at risk. It’s better for you to stay within the sect,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak interjected.
Lin Fan remained undeterred and did not give up. “The small celestial beast is no ordinary creature. The disciples going to slay it face great peril. If I can concoct pills from the rear, I can surely save more disciples. I implore the Sect Leader and my senior brothers to grant me this opportunity.”
“This…” The Grand Elders looked at the Sect Leader in distress, unsure of what to do.
Lin Fan’s words were righteous and sincere, and they had to admit that if he accompanied the team and concocted pills from the rear, his alchemy skills might indeed save many disciples.
This mission was extraordinary. While slaying the small celestial beast was secondary, the primary goal was to temper the sect’s disciples.
During the last forbidden land expedition, the Sacred Sect had suffered heavy losses, especially with the death of a prodigious disciple, which left everyone sighing in sorrow.
Although this junior brother’s cultivation might not be high, his alchemy skills were top-notch, which would be of great help to the sect.
Seeing their hesitation, Lin Fan spoke even more forcefully, “During the forbidden land expedition, the Sacred Sect suffered heavy losses and lost face before the other sects. This trip to the Misty Snow Peak, I will use my alchemy to make our sect’s disciples fearless and show the other sects the might of the Sacred Sect. I beg the Sect Leader to grant me this opportunity.”
The Grand Elders were now also hesitant. What Lin Fan said was true. The last forbidden land expedition had indeed humiliated the Sacred Sect, turning it into a laughingstock among the other sects. Not only did they fail to retrieve anything from the forbidden land, but they also lost a prodigious disciple.
This was a devastating loss for the Sacred Sect.
If Lin Fan accompanied the inner disciples to the Misty Snow Peak, he might indeed use his alchemy to restore the sect’s honor.
But after much deliberation, it still felt unreliable.
The ability to concoct pills with a single thought was a rare alchemy talent that appeared once in a millennium. If he were to perish on the Misty Snow Peak, it would not be a simple loss of one or two prodigies.
“Go, but do not use the ‘single-thought pill concoction’ in front of outsiders,” Sect Leader Yan finally said, a smile playing at the corners of his eyes.
This little guy had ulterior motives, but accompanying the sect on this mission wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.
On the path of martial arts, one must be bold and unyielding. A flower in a greenhouse is the most fragile; without tempering, it cannot achieve greatness.
“Sect Leader, this…” The Grand Elders looked at him in disbelief, never expecting the Sect Leader to agree.
Lin Fan’s heart swelled with joy. “Sect Leader, rest assured, I will never reveal my ‘single-thought pill concoction’ in front of others.”
“Good. But during this trip to the Misty Snow Peak, you must not interact with any other sects. Be extra cautious,” Sect Leader Yan warned repeatedly.
“Yes,” Lin Fan replied, his smile growing wider. He hadn’t expected it to be so easy to convince them.
The Grand Elders, having no further objections, finally relented. “Since it’s settled, then let him go.”
“Junior brother, you may go to the Alchemy Peak later to gather any herbs you might need for the journey, just in case,” the Grand Elder of the Alchemy Peak said.
“Thank you, senior brother,” Lin Fan said, genuinely moved. He had been concocting pills on the Nameless Peak, taking business away from the Alchemy Peak, yet the senior brother was still so generous. It would be insincere not to feel touched.
But for the Grand Elders, who was strong or weak no longer mattered. As long as the sect prospered, even if the Alchemy Peak were to disband, it would be of little consequence.
This was the difference in perspective based on one’s position.
…
After Lin Fan left.
“Sect Leader, are you really letting him accompany the inner disciples?” Grand Elder Wuya asked, puzzled.
“Yes. Since he arrived here, I have often observed him in secret. Although he can be mischievous, his loyalty to the Sacred Sect is genuine. Now that he wants to go out and see the world, we cannot confine him just because he has mastered the ‘single-thought pill concoction,'” Sect Leader Yan replied, recalling Lin Fan’s antics on the Nameless Peak with a resigned sigh.
What impressed Sect Leader Yan even more was that this young man could help others rebuild their foundations, which was truly astonishing.
“But what if there’s danger?” Grand Elder Lü Mingyang of the Central Peak asked.
“No need to worry. I have already made arrangements,” Sect Leader Yan assured.
“That’s good. If nothing goes wrong, this young man will likely become a leading figure in the next generation of the Sacred Sect,” Grand Elder Wuya spoke highly of Lin Fan.
“Senior brother Wuya, isn’t that an overstatement? There are many outstanding prodigies among the inner disciples,” Grand Elder Yan Zhanwen shook his head and laughed.
He couldn’t agree with Grand Elder Wuya’s assessment.
“Junior brother, just wait and see,” Grand Elder Wuya smiled faintly, not elaborating further.
The other Grand Elders also smiled without comment. They didn’t care who would lead the next generation, as long as the sect endured for eternity, that would be the greatest blessing.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan hummed a tune as he walked, feeling incredibly pleased. Everything had gone so smoothly. With his silver tongue and a bit of acting, he had instantly won over the Grand Elders.
Now, Lin Fan was heading toward the Alchemy Peak. The Grand Elder had already given him permission to gather herbs freely.
In the past, he had to do it secretly, but now it was all above board. The difference was immense.
When Lin Fan arrived at the Alchemy Peak, the outer disciples saw him and scattered like startled birds.
They remembered Lin Fan all too well—a cunning fellow who had caused their outer hall to suffer greatly.
Now, few disciples were willing to come to the Alchemy Peak to concoct pills, even after the Grand Elder reprimanded them and stopped charging fees.
Previously, ten sets of materials were guaranteed to produce one batch of pills, but now it had been reduced to five sets.
For low-grade pills, only two sets of materials were allowed.
These demands were too harsh for the outer disciples of the Alchemy Peak.
Especially for Li Shun, who had it the worst. In the past, he could slack off while concocting pills, but now he had to focus entirely, not daring to be the least bit careless.
If he failed, he would bear all the consequences.
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And all of this was caused by that bastard from the Nameless Peak.
“Senior brother Li, it’s bad! That bastard from the Nameless Peak is here!” a panicked voice called from outside.
Li Shun abruptly stood up, his eyes filled with both fear and anger. He stormed out the door, his face flushed with rage.
Because if he failed, he would bear all the consequences himself.
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And all of this was caused by that bastard from Nameless Peak.
“Senior Brother Li, bad news! That bastard from Nameless Peak is here!” someone shouted in panic from outside.
Li Shun shot to his feet, his eyes filled with both fear and fury, before storming out the door in anger.
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