Within half a month, Lin Fan rarely left Nameless Peak, always keeping Mo Qiongqi by his side and seizing every moment to gain experience for his *Indestructible Demon Body*.
During this time, Zhang Erdog and others experienced difficulty sleeping every night. Over time, their cultivation had improved significantly. Particularly Zhang Erdog, who had previously been stuck at the late Houtian stage, now had dense and thick qi and blood circulating within him. With every breath, his internal energy surged like a volcano on the verge of eruption.
However, after enduring this for so long, Zhang Erdog and the others cautiously approached the Sect Leader, Zongzhu, with a suggestion. For them, enduring one or two days wasn’t a problem, but what they feared most was when this dragged on for days—they simply couldn’t bear it any longer.
Seeing the gradually declining spirits of Zhang Erdog and the others, noticing how they seemed sleep-deprived every night, Lin Fan finally had a moment of compassion and decided to stop tormenting them at night.
After all, he was a loving sect leader, not someone who existed solely to torture his disciples.
“Hu…” Lin Fan exhaled.
The qi inside his body surged like a dragon, swirling through every corner of his being.
*”Ding! Congratulations, the *Indestructible Demon Body* has leveled up.”*
*”Physical Body: Small Heaven Stage – High Rank.”*
Lin Fan glanced at the data on his interface, a faint smile appearing on his lips. This was the result of half a month of hard work. Now his physical body had reached the high rank of Small Heaven Stage, and only those at the Da Yuanying (Great Perfection) level could hope to break through his defenses.
With this body, he could dominate the sect, second only to the Sect Leader and the senior elders.
However, when he saw the massive amount of experience still required for the *Indestructible Demon Body*, Lin Fan’s heart couldn’t help but flutter.
Cruel—just too cruel.
With this much experience needed, unless there were specialized experts feeding him experience, it would be extremely difficult to level up.
Still, for now, Lin Fan was quite satisfied.
For any martial cultivator, possessing such a body would be a cause for great excitement.
Mo Qiongqi was at the high rank of Small Heaven Stage, but his physical body had not reached that level at all.
Yet even so, with his cultivation sealed, he had endured years of punishment relying solely on his physical strength.
Now, a single palm strike from Mo Qiongqi against Lin Fan barely brought any experience gain. Lin Fan was quite grateful to Mo Qiongqi for this past half month; without him, it would have taken Lin Fan who knows how long to reach this level.
“Qiongqi, you’ve completed the trial I set for you. From now on, you’re free to move about and no longer need to come to me,” Lin Fan said to Mo Qiongqi, who looked visibly exhausted.
When Mo Qiongqi heard Lin Fan’s words, his drooping eyelids suddenly snapped open, and his face lit up with excitement.
Although he knew this was a trial set by the Sect Leader, after enduring it for half a month, he was truly exhausted. If it weren’t for his sheer willpower, he probably would have broken down days ago.
Repeating the same motion every day—it would drive anyone mad.
“Master, am I really done?” Mo Qiongqi asked, unable to believe it.
“Yes, you’re done,” Lin Fan replied with a faint smile.
This past half month hadn’t only been tough on Mo Qiongqi; even Lin Fan himself had felt a sense of helplessness. After all, sitting still while being beaten wasn’t something most people could endure.
If it weren’t for the strong motivation in Lin Fan’s mind to level up the *Indestructible Demon Body*, he probably wouldn’t have lasted either.
“Master, then I’ll go back and rest first,” Mo Qiongqi said respectfully. For him, all he desired now was to return and rest deeply. He no longer wished to open his eyes. Although he could now sleep at night, the instant he closed his eyes, all he could see were images of his own hands.
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Thousands of miles away from the Holy Sect, a massive warship floated in the void, rapidly heading toward the sect.
This warship was much larger and more magnificent than the one the Holy Sect had previously used.
A red flag was planted in the center of the warship, with a group of disciples standing on board, gazing down at the entire world below.
“Master Elder, we are merely a thousand miles away from the Holy Sect. We should arrive by noon,” a disciple respectfully reported to an elderly man nearby.
“Mm.” The old man’s expression remained calm, his sharp eyes fixed ahead, as if they could pierce through layers of space.
On Nameless Peak.
Lin Fan was in a particularly good mood. He had been on the peak for half a month now, and hadn’t descended the mountain in such a long time. He wondered whether his younger juniors missed him.
The true beginning of Nameless Peak was when Lin Fan personally started refining pills. However, during this leveling-up period, Lin Fan hadn’t been making pills for the outer sect disciples.
Since the previous incident, Pill Cauldron Peak had become much more disciplined. Their pill refinement success rate had also greatly improved. Although it still couldn’t rival Lin Fan’s skill, at least they no longer cheated or harmed the outer sect disciples.
With Lin Fan no longer refining pills, some of the outer sect disciples had turned to Pill Cauldron Peak to see how things were going there.
Eventually, they found that Pill Cauldron Peak had undergone a complete transformation.
The disciples there no longer cheated when refining pills, and their success rate had significantly increased. As a result, the outer sect disciples gradually began trusting Pill Cauldron Peak once again.
Although Lin Fan had stopped refining pills, his status among the outer sect disciples remained irreplaceable. After all, they weren’t fools—they knew that Pill Cauldron Peak’s transformation was all thanks to Lin Fan, their respected “Shishu” (Senior).
Lin Fan was walking among the outer sect disciples.
The outer sect disciples hadn’t seen Lin Fan for a while and naturally greeted him as warmly as fire.
Lin Fan nodded one by one in response. However, seeing how busy these outer sect disciples were, he couldn’t help but feel puzzled.
“Why are you all so busy? Has something happened?” Lin Fan stopped a disciple to ask.
The outer sect disciple looked at Lin Fan with admiration before taking a deep breath.
“Shishu, the disciples of Jiuxiao Sect will arrive at the Holy Sect today. Everyone is busy preparing the banquet.”
Jiuxiao Sect?
This was a sect Lin Fan had heard of for the first time.
“What’s the situation with Jiuxiao Sect? Do we have a deep connection with them?” Lin Fan asked.
“Yes, Shishu. Jiuxiao Sect is located far to the west, extremely distant from us. The Holy Sect and Jiuxiao Sect have a tradition known as the ‘Three-Year Battle’—every three years, we hold a competition to select the strongest young prodigy. This tradition has continued for thousands of years and is always grand and spectacular,” the outer sect disciple said with a smile, as if this was the happiest time of year for him.
Lin Fan nodded, a spark of interest igniting in his heart. He hadn’t expected the Holy Sect to have such an event.
The strongest young prodigy?
After lingering for a while, Lin Fan continued walking forward, wondering whether he could participate.
However, if he were to join, it might appear as though he were intimidating the younger generation. After all, he was the sixth patriarch of the Holy Demon Sect. Yet, if he chose not to participate, there would certainly be a seat reserved for him on the judging panel.
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