Chapter 156: My First Little Lolita Apprentice

At this moment, the world suddenly fell silent.

At this moment, the people from Fengtian Sect were stunned.

At this moment, the disciples of the Holy Sect were left speechless.

They stared wide-eyed at the scene below, unable to believe what they were witnessing—something so surreal, so utterly impossible.

Had this fierce battle truly ended just like that?

Where was the earth-shattering clash they had expected? How could it end so suddenly? This… this was unthinkable.

Lin Fan stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his calm gaze fixed on Fengtian Sect. Not a word was spoken, not a muscle moved.

A serene yet overwhelming aura enveloped the entire area, pressing heavily upon the hearts of Fengtian’s disciples, filling them with unease.

“This disciple has disrespected this seat today, so I have merely given a small punishment. Should it happen again, there will be no mercy,” Lin Fan said in a composed tone. Yet his words struck like thunder in the hearts of Fengtian’s disciples.

Within Fengtian Sect, inner disciples refused to believe that their senior brother Ling Ao had been defeated so easily.

This young man before them—how could he be so powerful?

Could he possibly be the Holy Sect’s most outstanding prodigy?

At this moment, Elder Yu from the Holy Sect’s war vessel cast a sharp gaze toward Fengtian’s elder, a faint smile appearing on his lips. That calm smile seemed to conceal countless emotions—mockery, disdain…

“Retreat…” The Fengtian Sect elder’s face darkened, his tone icy and terrifying. Through clenched teeth, he uttered that single word.

“Fengtian Sect, if one of my disciples was crippled today, it was because of inferior skill. But in the upcoming trials within the forbidden grounds, you had better be cautious,” Lin Fan’s voice drifted lightly as Fengtian’s group turned to leave.

The Fengtian Sect elder’s body trembled slightly, a flash of viciousness flickering in his eyes. “Thank you for the warning.”

…

Once Fengtian Sect had departed, Lin Fan—whohad been so serious—suddenly let out a breath of relief, feeling a surge of satisfaction. That last display of power had drained nearly all his “coolness quota” for the month. He wouldn’t be able to pull off anything like that again for at least thirty days.

Now Lin Fan understood—indeed, the “Invisibility Technique” was a divine skill. Its uses went far beyond mere invisibility. During combat, suddenly vanishing could cause the opponent to hesitate, leaving them momentarily unable to react.

And in that brief hesitation lay the moment that decided victory or defeat.

If he had faced Ling Ao head-on, Lin Fan honestly wasn’t sure he could have subdued him.

But a win was a win. His technique played a part, but the real game-changer was the divine artifact—the brick. Even a god would fall to one of those smacks.

At this moment, disciples disembarked from the war vessel and gathered around Lin Fan.

“Senior Uncle, you were amazing!”

“What’s so great about Ling Ao? He was nothing more than an ant in Senior Uncle’s hands.”

“I still don’t even know how Senior Uncle defeated him. It was too fast—I couldn’t even see clearly.”

Faced with the flattery of his juniors, Lin Fan’s lips curved into a faint smile. “Enough. Let’s not speak of him again. He was merely a passing shadow to me—unworthy of mention.”

…

The Cai family had watched all of this in stunned disbelief. They couldn’t fathom how this enemy—who moments ago seemed like a god—had been instantly defeated by this man before them.

To them, it seemed as though Ling Ao hadn’t even had the chance to resist, utterly powerless to fight back. It was terrifying.

The Cai family was going to rise—truly rise.

Cai Hui was so moved that tears streamed down his aged face. For his young daughter to become this man’s disciple—this was a blessing earned through countless lifetimes of merit.

At this moment, the Chu family stood in shock. They had never imagined things would turn out this way. What had seemed like a guaranteed success had crumbled in an instant.

This was a devastating blow to them.

“Master Cai, I was wrong! Please, have mercy on us!” At this moment, Chu Mulin knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face, begging for mercy.

The sudden turn of events was too much for him to bear.

“Great Master, what should we do?” Cai Hui asked cautiously. Naturally, he dared not anger the great master who now favored his young daughter. Matters like this should be decided by the master himself, so as not to overstep and provoke his displeasure.

“Handle it yourselves. I have no interest in interfering,” Lin Fan replied indifferently.

Then he turned to the little girl. “Have you made your decision? Will you become my disciple?”

“Great Master, I am willing!” Cai Hui answered eagerly on her behalf.

Lin Fan waved a hand.

“This must be her own decision. I do not force others,” Lin Fan said.

Cai Zhiqiao, frightened, hid behind Cai Hui. The events of the night had left this five-year-old girl deeply shaken, and she had yet to recover.

Cai Hui was anxious inside. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If they seized it, the Cai family would surely soar to greatness.

Before, even having one family member accepted into the sect would have been a blessing beyond measure. Now, this great master wished to take his young daughter as a disciple—an honor earned through countless lifetimes.

This great master undoubtedly held a high position within the sect. If his daughter became a personal disciple, her future would be limitless.

“Great Master, may I speak with the girl for a moment?” Cai Hui hurriedly asked.

“Hmm,” Lin Fan nodded.

To Lin Fan, Wuming Peak was currently in decline. To cultivate loyal disciples, he needed to start from childhood. Only with early cultivation could a stronger sense of belonging be formed.

Besides, this “raising” style of mentorship was exactly what Lin Fan had been looking forward to.

Raising her from a young age, he could only imagine what kind of prodigy she would become. He was filled with anticipation.

After all, the profession of a life mentor had rarely been useful before—now was the time to shine.

The Holy Sect disciples whispered among themselves, puzzled as to why their senior uncle would take such a young girl as a disciple.

They could clearly see that her talent was nothing special—there were countless disciples like her in the sect, most of whom would achieve little in their cultivation. Yet now, their senior uncle wished to take her as his personal disciple. Was there something extraordinary about this girl that they had overlooked?

After a short wait, Cai Hui returned with the little girl.

“Are you willing?” Lin Fan asked.

“Disciple… is willing,” Cai Zhiqiao replied softly, kneeling and bowing to Lin Fan in a simple initiation ceremony.

At this moment, Lin Fan’s lips curled into a faint smile. “Good.”

This was Lin Fan’s first official disciple.

Cai Hui and Cai Heng exchanged glances filled with reluctant affection, yet dared not show too much emotion in front of the great master.

“Zhiqiao, this is from your father. Wear it well, and study diligently under the master. Do not trouble him,” Cai Hui, head of the Cai family, said with a slight reddening of his eyes as he fastened a jade pendant around her neck.

Cai Heng, suppressing his own reluctance, gently stroked his little sister’s head.

But for his sister, this was the best choice—joining the sect was the best path for her future.

Perhaps they would not meet again for many years…