“Senior Brother, are we really just going to leave like this?” a disciple said unwillingly.
“What else can we do?” Liu Yiyan had long lost his previous air of arrogance. His head drooped as he sighed repeatedly.
He never expected such a sudden turn of events—he had truly met his match.
“Senior Brother, could that possibly be fake?”
After hearing this, Liu Yiyan sneered, “If I gave it to you, would you dare to use it?”
The disciple lowered his head in alarm. Indeed, he didn’t dare. Impersonating someone was a far graver crime than most offenses.
After all, Liu Yiyan was an inner sect disciple of the Fire Dao Sect. He could discern the authenticity of that token, and he already knew the opponent’s strength without needing further testing—it was beyond his capability.
Although he hadn’t used his full strength in that palm strike, the martial arts he practiced were among the most authentic techniques of the Fire Dao Sect. The scorching flames weren’t something just anyone could withstand with mere physical strength.
“Even though we’ve lost the map, we must still go and take a look,” Liu Yiyan said. Their original purpose for coming here was to search for an item within a long-abandoned forbidden area.
They didn’t know exactly what this item was, but precisely because of this uncertainty, their curiosity burned even more intensely.
That ox-hide map had been obtained by chance. Liu Yiyan had no way of keeping it for himself. More than ten junior brothers had already seen the map—could he really kill them all to keep the secret?
At that time, they hadn’t even found the treasure yet. If the sect found out, they might have been executed instead.
“Wait for me, Senior Brothers…” At this moment, Wang Hao came running from afar. He had worked so hard to infiltrate the sect—how could he give up so easily?
Liu Yiyan frowned slightly as he saw Wang Hao in the distance, revealing a look of disdain. “Go, tell him to scram.”
“Yes, Senior Brother,” one of the juniors nodded in agreement.
The Fire Dao Sect was a dream for many, certainly not the kind of place to accept useless individuals. As an inner sect disciple, Liu Yiyan was in charge of evaluating the other disciples. Wang Hao happened to be from Mo City, which was very close to the location marked on the ox-hide map. Therefore, Liu Yiyan had planned to use him for a while. After all, when traveling, someone had to bear the burden of all the necessary expenses.
Now, to Liu Yiyan, Wang Hao had become utterly useless.
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Mo City.
Lin Fan was secretly delighted as he carefully placed the token into his backpack like a precious treasure. He hadn’t expected that the Peak Leader’s token, which seemed useless most of the time, could be so effective.
He had looted that disciple completely, and the latter hadn’t even dared to utter a single word of protest. It was incredibly satisfying.
At that moment, standing there, Lin Fan felt the wonderful sensation of being the center of attention.
Wang and Song, the two clan leaders, had originally come to watch the Gong Clan’s embarrassment. However, this sudden turn of events sent shockwaves through their minds.
They clearly remembered what the man had just said—Holy Sect! That was the Holy Sect!
Since when had the Gong Clan established ties with the Holy Sect? And this person was even the leader of the eleventh peak of the Holy Sect. Although they didn’t fully understand the meaning of that title, seeing how the Fire Dao Sect’s inner disciple had been repeatedly humiliated without daring to utter a word made them realize this person’s status was undeniably lofty.
Eventually, the clan leaders of the Wang and Song families quietly retreated, their hearts filled with fear.
…
Gong Bingye gazed at Lin Fan’s graceful retreating figure, her heart suddenly trembling with emotion.
In Gong Bingye’s eyes, Lin Fan’s figure seemed even more towering.
Gong Bingye knew about the Holy Sect—it was an immensely powerful sect. Even sects had rankings, and compared to the Holy Sect, the Fire Dao Sect was like comparing heaven and earth.
Rather than being discouraged by the difference in their statuses, Gong Bingye felt an even stronger desire to conquer Lin Fan’s heart, even hoping to stay by his side.
Since ancient times, heroes love beauties, and beauties naturally love heroes.
The lack of a prior emotional connection wasn’t a problem. After all, they could build it in the future.
At this moment, Lin Fan stood still, letting everyone admire his majestic presence. He had revealed his identity just now out of necessity.
Seeing the crowd’s reverent expressions, Lin Fan’s heart was filled with immense satisfaction.
Then, when he saw Wang Hu lying on the ground, Lin Fan’s brows furrowed. He immediately stepped forward and muttered to himself.
“His injuries are severe, barely clinging to life. But with me here, I can naturally ensure his safety.”
The surrounding crowd exchanged glances upon hearing this. They could naturally tell that Wang Hu’s injuries were serious—the ground was covered in blood, indicating internal damage.
At this moment, Lin Fan held a pill in his hand.
This pill was one of the healing elixirs Lin Fan had casually crafted during his idle moments. Its quality was naturally very high—something ordinary cultivators couldn’t even hope to produce.
“This Nine-Blood Pill should be able to heal your injuries.” Lin Fan’s voice wasn’t loud, but it reached everyone present.
Some of the nearby wandering cultivators had a certain level of knowledge and had heard of the Nine-Blood Pill before. Upon recognizing it, they cried out in astonishment.
“This is actually a Nine-Blood Pill!”
“What? Could it really be that miraculous pill capable of healing any injury?”
“In major trading houses, the Nine-Blood Pill is priceless!”
“Who would have thought that this person casually pulled out a healing pill as valuable as the Nine-Blood Pill.”
…
Hearing the wandering cultivators’ exclamations, Lin Fan’s heart swelled with satisfaction. For Lin Fan, this kind of admiration was exactly what he desired.
Gong Bingye looked at Lin Fan, her exquisite face slightly relaxed, yet her heart stirred with an indescribable emotion.
It was as if she had developed feelings for this mighty figure before her.
At this moment, a faint smile appeared on Gong Bingye’s face, as if something she once felt uncertain about had suddenly become full of confidence.
“Lord, this Nine-Blood Pill is something even our Gong Clan couldn’t afford to purchase, no matter how much we tried…” Gong Bingye’s beautiful face revealed a look of shock.
Lin Fan had originally been about to administer the pill to Wang Hu when he heard Gong Bingye’s words, causing his heart to tremble slightly. He was also somewhat puzzled—could this pill really be that valuable?
Although the ingredients used in its creation were somewhat rare, he hadn’t expected it to be this expensive.
Thinking about it, he hadn’t really had a point of reference within the sect. Now that Gong Bingye had mentioned it, Lin Fan simply smiled faintly, appearing completely indifferent.
“It doesn’t matter. It’s just a pill. If it’s gone, I can make more.”
This sentence displayed Lin Fan’s nonchalance toward the Nine-Blood Pill while simultaneously conveying that these pills were all crafted by himself—nothing was beyond his capability.
Sure enough, after Lin Fan spoke these words, the entire scene erupted in shock and admiration.
Gong Bingye seemed to have confirmed her suspicions. A faint smile gently appeared on her face.
After Lin Fan administered the pill to Wang Hu, he approached Gong Bingye and gently took her arm.
“Come with me inside.”
Gong Bingye’s delicate face turned slightly red, her heart pounding like a drum.
So soon? I’m not even ready yet…
The surrounding crowd of wandering cultivators chuckled, feeling that the Gong Clan was about to rise dramatically.
Some cultivators who were familiar with the Gong Clan leader couldn’t help but exclaim in their hearts.
Better to have a daughter than a son! Gong Clan Leader, you truly raised an excellent daughter!
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