The current situation on the scene left Lin Fan somewhat uncertain. This wasn’t going according to plan at all.
Ye Shaotian had supposedly been useless for three years, enduring endless torment. He should have been the arrogant, domineering, and wicked type. Yet, the current situation seemed to have flipped entirely.
It was unscientific—very unscientific.
The current situation on the scene left Lin Fan somewhat uncertain; the rhythm was off. Ye Shaotian, who had been crippled for three years and endured immense suffering, should have been the one to act arrogantly and commit all sorts of misdeeds. Yet, looking at the current situation, it seemed the opposite was true. This was unscientific, utterly unscientific.
Lin Fan continued to observe quietly, wanting to see how this matter would be resolved. In his eyes, Feng Bujue was somewhat pitiable. With a cultivation level at the peak of the innate high stage, just one step away from the great perfection realm, he was among the top talents in the outer sect. Yet, Ye Shaotian, also at the innate high stage, had defeated Feng Bujue in just three moves, which was clearly no simple feat.
“Feng Bujue, you should fulfill what you promised earlier. The loser must leave the Holy Sect. I, Ye Shaotian, disdain to fight you, for in my eyes, you are nothing but an ant,” Ye Shaotian said with an imposing aura, a disdainful smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
Feng Bujue’s face was pale, a trace of blood still lingering at the corner of his lips. Hearing these words, his heart trembled, and his eyes momentarily lost focus.
Leave the Holy Sect?
He remembered the arduous journey he had taken to join the Holy Sect, and now, because of a reckless bet, he was being forced to leave the place he had longed for. Feng Bujue felt a deep sense of injustice.
Seeing Feng Bujue’s pale face, Ye Shaotian chuckled, “Don’t say I’m bullying a fellow disciple. I’ll give you a chance. Kneel and apologize, and I, Ye Shaotian, will let bygones be bygones, allowing a waste like you to remain in the outer sect. How about it…”
“Ye Shaotian, don’t push me too far,” Feng Bujue retorted angrily. A true man should stand tall and unyielding. To make him kneel was nothing but a fool’s dream.
“Brother Ye, why waste words on him? Letting him kneel and apologize is already a mercy. Yet, he doesn’t appreciate it, wasting your kindness,” Ruo Mengyu said softly.
The outer sect disciples gathered around were merely watching the spectacle. Such high-level conflicts were beyond their ability to intervene.
As for Ye Shaotian, some of them still harbored fear. After all, over the past three years, they had not spared him from their mockery. Now that his cultivation had been restored and he was shining once more, if he were to seek revenge, it would truly be a tragedy.
Ye Shaotian smiled lightly, “In that case, you may leave the Holy Sect.”
Ye Shaotian’s imposing aura remained, a smile still playing on his lips, as if this entire matter was nothing more than a casual pastime for him.
In Ye Shaotian’s eyes, Feng Bujue was not even worth his time. One of the top ten talents in the outer sect? In his eyes, they were nothing but weaklings.
The outer sect was, after all, just the outer sect. Only the inner sect was the true core of the Holy Sect.
Feng Bujue clenched his fists, his teeth grinding in frustration, his face filled with unwillingness. “Fine, I’ll leave.”
The moment he uttered these words, Feng Bujue’s body trembled violently. This was the outer sect. Despite his efforts, he had become one of the top ten talents among the outer sect disciples. Yet, in the eyes of some, this meant nothing.
Lin Fan watched the scene and shook his head helplessly. This was indeed a major sect.
Such a situation would never have occurred in the Demonic Sect.
In Lin Fan’s eyes, Feng Bujue was somewhat pitiful. In that instant, Feng Bujue’s figure seemed to age, exuding an indescribable sense of desolation.
“Then get lost,” Ye Shaotian said with a faint smile.
…
“Ah…” At that moment, a sigh emerged from the crowd.
“We are all branches of the same tree; why must we be so harsh? Young man, as your elder, I must say your behavior is somewhat excessive,” Lin Fan said, shaking his head with a pained expression.
Ye Shaotian frowned slightly, looking at Lin Fan. Who was this guy? Where had he come from?
Feng Bujue, who had been about to leave reluctantly, stopped in his tracks and looked at the person who had spoken.
“Who are you?” Ye Shaotian demanded sharply.
“I am your elder. Young man, don’t be so hot-headed. Although you have a junior sister by your side, there are days when even she may not feel well. So, in dealing with people and matters, you must learn to remain calm,” Lin Fan said, feeling somewhat disappointed with the new generation of disciples in the Holy Sect.
Their tempers were simply too fiery.
“You…” Ye Shaotian understood exactly what the other person was implying. As for the claim of being an elder, that was pure nonsense.
At this moment, Lin Fan ignored Ye Shaotian and focused his gaze on Feng Bujue. “Do you wish to leave the Holy Sect?”
Feng Bujue looked at Lin Fan. Although he didn’t know who this person was, he truly did not want to leave the Holy Sect. He shook his head, “No.”
“Good. But a true man must honor his bets. Since you lost, you must keep your word. Otherwise, not only will others look down on you, but you may even lose respect for yourself,” Lin Fan said calmly.
Feng Bujue was stunned, staring blankly at Lin Fan. He hadn’t expected this. In his mind, this person should have been here to mediate, but instead, he was also urging him to leave the sect.
Ye Shaotian, who had been on the verge of anger, now snorted coldly. At least you know your place.
“I will leave the sect,” Feng Bujue said in a hoarse voice.
Lin Fan smiled faintly, “Good. Then, are you willing to join my sect?”
The disheartened Feng Bujue was momentarily stunned, looking at Lin Fan in surprise, not understanding what he meant.
Lin Fan, seeing the confusion on Feng Bujue’s face, smiled and said, “The Demonic Sect on Nameless Peak. Are you willing to join my Demonic Sect?”
At this moment, the surrounding outer sect disciples were all taken aback, then began whispering among themselves.
“This is the person who was granted a peak by the sect master.”
“So, it’s him who received the peak from the sect master.”
“Now that Feng Bujue is leaving the sect but joining the Demonic Sect, doesn’t that mean he’s still effectively staying within the Holy Sect?”
“This guy is going to offend Ye Shaotian for Feng Bujue.”
…
Ye Shaotian, who had been in seclusion during this time, was unaware of these events. Ruo Mengyu whispered the details to him, and Ye Shaotian nodded occasionally.
“Are you willing?” Lin Fan asked.
Feng Bujue’s mind was still reeling. He hadn’t expected that the person before him was the one who had been granted a peak by the sect master.
This matter was no secret within the sect, and the sect master had made it clear that disciples of the Demonic Sect on Nameless Peak would enjoy the same treatment as disciples of the main sect.
“Disciple Feng Bujue pays his respects to the sect master,” Feng Bujue said quickly, without hesitation, kneeling and pledging allegiance to the Demonic Sect.
The speed of his decision was unprecedented, without a moment’s hesitation.
Lin Fan was quite pleased. The first disciple of his sect had such insight; he need not worry about the sect’s future prosperity.
“Good. Then, follow me back to the sect for a look. I also have some matters that need your attention,” Lin Fan said with a hint of joy in his heart.
He had managed to recruit another capable individual, adding a strong and capable member to his team.
“Stop,” Ye Shaotian called out at this moment.
Was this guy courting death? The person I, Ye Shaotian, wanted to expel, and he dares to keep him?
Even if he was the one granted a peak by the sect master, that was merely a gesture of goodwill towards a former branch sect. It didn’t necessarily hold much significance.
Yet Ye Shaotian, whose cultivation was also at the high end of the Primordial realm, had defeated Feng Bujue in merely three moves. Clearly, he was no ordinary opponent.
“Feng Bujue, it’s time you honored our previous agreement—loser leaves the Holy Sect. I disdain even fighting you, for in my eyes, you’re nothing but an insignificant ant,” Ye Shaotian declared arrogantly, his lips curling into a disdainful smile.
Feng Bujue’s face turned pale, a trace of blood still lingering at the corner of his mouth. Hearing these words, his heart trembled, and his eyes clouded with confusion.
Leave the Holy Sect?
Recalling how he had struggled to join the Holy Sect years ago, only to now be cast out due to a rashly made bet, Feng Bujue felt a surge of injustice.
Seeing Feng Bujue’s pale expression, Ye Shaotian laughed. “Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance. Kneel before me and apologize, and I, Ye Shaotian, might overlook your existence, allowing such a wretch to remain in the Outer Sect. How does that sound?”
“Ye Shaotian, don’t push people too far!” Feng Bujue roared in anger. A true man stands tall and firm. To make him kneel? That was nothing short of a delusion.
“Brother Ye, what more is there to say to someone like this? Forcing him to kneel and apologize was already an act of mercy, yet he still dares to reject it. What a waste of your goodwill,” Ruomeng Yu softly remarked.
The gathered Outer Sect disciples merely watched the spectacle unfold. They had no right to interfere in such high-level conflicts.
As for Ye Shaotian, some secretly feared him. After all, during the past three years, many had mocked and ridiculed him. Now that his cultivation had returned and his glory restored, if he decided to seek revenge, tragedy would surely follow.
Ye Shaotian smiled faintly. “If that’s the case, then you may now leave the Holy Sect.”
His aura oppressive and his lips curled in amusement, Ye Shaotian seemed to treat this entire affair as a casual diversion.
In Ye Shaotian’s eyes, Feng Bujue wasn’t even worth his attention. The top ten Outer Sect geniuses? In his view, they were utterly insignificant.
After all, the Outer Sect was just the Outer Sect. Only the Inner Sect was the true core of the Holy Sect.
Feng Bujue clenched his fists, his teeth grinding in frustration, his expression filled with unwillingness. “Fine, I’ll go.”
As he spoke those words, Feng Bujue’s body trembled violently. This was the Outer Sect—though he had worked hard to become one of its top ten geniuses, to certain people, it meant absolutely nothing.
Watching this unfold, Lin Fan helplessly shook his head. No wonder this was a great sect.
Such a situation would never have occurred in the Holy Devil Sect.
To Lin Fan, Feng Bujue seemed pitiful. In that moment, Feng Bujue appeared to have aged years, exuding a profound sense of desolation.
“Then get going already,” Ye Shaotian said with a faint smile.
…
“Sigh…” Suddenly, a sigh echoed from the crowd.
“Same roots, yet one burns the other so fiercely. Young man, not to scold you, but your behavior is excessive,” Lin Fan shook his head in lament, feigning a sorrowful expression.
Ye Shaotian slightly furrowed his brows, glancing at Lin Fan. Who was this guy? Where had he come from?
Feng Bujue, who had been about to reluctantly leave, paused and turned to look at the one who had spoken.
“Who are you?” Ye Shaotian demanded sharply.
“I’m your sect uncle. Young man, don’t be so hot-tempered. Although you have a junior sister by your side, even she must have her days of discomfort. Therefore, when dealing with people and matters, one must learn to be calm and composed,” Lin Fan said, expressing his disappointment toward this new generation of the Holy Sect.
Their tempers were simply too fierce.
“You…” Ye Shaotian immediately understood the implication, but as for the claim of being his sect uncle, it was nothing but nonsense.
Ignoring Ye Shaotian, Lin Fan turned his focus to Feng Bujue. “Tell me, do you truly wish to leave the Holy Sect?”
Feng Bujue looked at Lin Fan. Though he didn’t know who this person was, he certainly didn’t want to leave the Holy Sect. He shook his head. “No.”
“Indeed. But a true man keeps his word. Since you lost, you must honor the bet. Otherwise, not only will others look down on you, but you’ll likely despise yourself as well,” Lin Fan said calmly.
Feng Bujue was momentarily stunned, staring blankly at Lin Fan. He hadn’t expected this person to urge him to leave the sect instead of mediating.
Ye Shaotian, already on the verge of rage, snorted coldly. At least this fellow recognized the situation.
“I’ll leave the sect,” Feng Bujue said hoarsely.
Lin Fan smiled faintly. “Then, would you consider joining my sect?”
Dazed and heartbroken, Feng Bujue was taken aback, staring at Lin Fan in confusion, unable to grasp his meaning.
Seeing Feng Bujue’s puzzled expression, Lin Fan smiled gently. “The Holy Devil Sect on Nameless Peak—would you like to join it?”
At that moment, the gathered Outer Sect disciples gasped in astonishment, then began whispering among themselves.
“This must be the one granted a mountain by the Sect Leader.”
“Didn’t expect the one given a mountain by the Sect Leader to be him.”
“Now Feng Bujue is leaving the sect but joining the Holy Devil Sect. So in essence, he remains in the Holy Sect.”
“This guy is really going to provoke Ye Shaotian for Feng Bujue’s sake.”
…
Ye Shaotian had been in seclusion recently and wasn’t aware of this matter. Ruomeng Yu whispered explanations, to which Ye Shaotian nodded occasionally.
“So, what do you say?” Lin Fan asked.
Feng Bujue’s mind spun. He hadn’t expected this person to be the legendary figure granted a mountain by the Sect Leader.
This wasn’t a secret in the sect. The Sect Leader had made it clear: disciples of the Holy Devil Sect on Nameless Peak enjoyed the same status as the main sect’s disciples.
“Disciple Feng Bujue pays homage to the Sect Leader!” Feng Bujue dropped to his knees without hesitation, instantly pledging allegiance to the Holy Devil Sect.
His speed was unprecedented—no hesitation at all.
Lin Fan was deeply pleased. He hadn’t expected his sect’s first disciple to possess such insight. With such talent, the sect’s prosperity was assured.
“Good. Then follow this Sect Leader back to the sect for a visit. I just happen to have some matters for you to handle,” Lin Fan said, his heart brimming with joy.
Another capable hand had been lured in—another strong addition to the weeding team.
“Stop right there!” Ye Shaotian suddenly shouted.
Did this fellow have a death wish? Ye Shaotian would make someone leave, and now someone dares to retain him?
Even if he was the one granted a mountain by the Sect Leader, it was merely a token of favor to a former branch sect—not necessarily significant.
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