Chapter 129: But Sincere

Sect Leader Yan looked at Lin Fan with a somewhat strange expression. The three of them had been silently observing the situation below from the void of Nameless Peak for some time.

They had heard a little about recent events in the outer sect. They had long known that the outer sect of Cauldron Peak would come to Nameless Peak. They came this time for two reasons: first, to stop them; second, Lin Fan's alchemy technique had left them puzzled.

The earlier scene, where Lin Fan flipped his palm to refine pills, had already shocked them immensely, even causing their eyelids to twitch.

This was the highest alchemy technique.

“Instant Pill Formation!”

That was the name of this technique. Between thoughts, one could roll flames and break free from the alchemy furnace. This placed extremely high demands on the alchemist.

Even the Supreme Elder of Cauldron Peak did not possess such skill. The Sacred Sect had once had someone with this ability, during its most glorious period.

Because an alchemy grandmaster represented not just pills, but also a close bond between sects.

Yet now, unexpectedly, someone who could master this alchemy method had appeared again in the Sacred Sect.

And he was even a disciple of a branch sect.

Sect Leader Yan's gaze toward Lin Fan revealed a deep joy. This was a treasure of the sect.

Supreme Elder Wuyan's look toward Lin Fan also became somewhat strange, and then he understood many things.

They had saved Lin Fan from the brink of death, concluding that his talent was broken and his future achievements limited. Yet now, unexpectedly, he possessed such alchemy skill.

“Sect Leader, Supreme Elder, you must do justice for us! He has gone too far…” At this moment, Li Shun fell to his knees with a thud, crying and lodging a complaint.

Li Shun stole a glance at Lin Fan, a gloating look in his eyes. Now that the Supreme Elder of Cauldron Peak was here, he would surely seek justice for them.

“Shut up.” At this moment, the Supreme Elder of Cauldron Peak in the void spoke with displeasure, “Everything Lin Fan said just now is true. How dare you oppress outer sect disciples like this? Your crime is unforgivable.”

Lin Fan chuckled happily, looking at the now tragic Li Shun. Little guy, you dare to complain about me? You're just asking for death.

Then he looked at the Supreme Elder of Cauldron Peak and nodded approvingly. This Supreme Elder was not bad; he knew right from wrong. After so many years, at least he hadn't lived in vain.

“Injustice! We are truly wronged!” At this moment, Li Shun and the others were scared out of their wits. They hadn't expected the Supreme Elder not to side with them.

“Hmph! Ten sets of materials yield only one furnace, exploiting over sixty percent… simply… simply…” The Supreme Elder of Cauldron Peak was so angry his white beard bristled.

The reputation of Cauldron Peak had been completely ruined by them.

This Li Shun was his own disciple, yet he had turned out so unworthy.

He rarely concerned himself with the affairs of Cauldron Peak's outer sect, never expecting it to have come to this.

Now Li Shun and the others lowered their heads tremblingly. They could feel the anger in the Supreme Elder's heart and dared not say more, but their resentment toward Lin Fan grew even deeper.

…

At this moment, the three in the void landed on the ground. Sect Leader Yan looked at Lin Fan and said, “Come with us.”

Lin Fan looked at the three, not knowing what was happening, but he could see the joy in the Sect Leader's eyes. He must have impressed them with the skill he had just shown.

Then Lin Fan followed the Sect Leader and the others toward his own house.

Zhang Ergou rubbed his eyes. “Junior brother, am I dreaming?”

Feng Bujue was also a bit dazed. “Probably not.”

To the two of them, everything felt like a dream—somewhat surreal, somewhat unreal—yet it was happening right before their eyes.

Looking at the faces of those from Cauldron Peak, which looked as if they had lost their parents, Zhang Ergou burst into loud laughter.

"Haha, you're in for it now. Daring to cause trouble at Nameless Peak—you'll be in for a tragedy when you get back."

The disciples of Cauldron Peak, seeing Zhang Ergou gloating, were furious, but thinking of the Supreme Elder's angry face, they could only lower their heads, wondering what punishment awaited them upon their return.

At this moment, the disciples of Cauldron Peak no longer cared about Elder Gu's mournful expression; they only cared about what would become of themselves.

Inside the house.

Lin Fan looked cautiously at the three of them, and seeing the serious atmosphere, he smiled and said, "Sect Leader, is there something you need?"

At that moment, Sect Leader Yan turned around, his expression somewhat grave. "Are you truly loyal to the Holy Sect?"

Lin Fan didn't understand what Sect Leader Yan meant, but seeing him ask so seriously, he naturally put away his smile.

"The Holy Demon Sect is a branch of the Holy Sect, and as its sole disciple, I am of course sincere and will never betray the Holy Sect. When it prospers, I prosper; when it suffers, I suffer." Lin Fan said earnestly.

The Holy Demon Sect was Lin Fan's only home now; as long as the Holy Sect did not betray him, he would never betray the Holy Sect.

"Good." Sect Leader Yan nodded, and then the three of them vanished into the void, leaving the place.

Leaving Lin Fan standing there dumbfounded.

What the hell was that all about? Did they come all this way just to ask me a question?

This...

Lin Fan felt a bit helpless, then sighed. Masters were indeed masters, their thoughts unfathomable.

But since this matter wasn't resolved yet, why did they leave? How was he supposed to clean up the mess they left behind?

Originally, he intended to teach those Cauldron Peak fellows a good lesson, but now that their superiors had shown up and said nothing, then just left without a word, what was he supposed to do?

Just then, a voice came from the void.

"Disobedient disciple, get back here this instant!"

That sounded like the Supreme Elder of Cauldron Peak.

Lin Fan pushed open the door and looked at the pale-faced Cauldron Peak disciples outside, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"A bunch of little bastards, go home and kneel."

Zhang Ergou also shouted loudly from behind, like a swineherd yelling, "Get the hell back! How dare you cause trouble at Nameless Peak? You must be tired of living!"

"Ahem..." Lin Fan cleared his throat, clasped his hands behind his back, a slight smile on his face, chin slightly raised, and walked over slowly.

Although there had been a slight change in the middle, this matter had been handled fairly well.

He had put on all the airs he needed to.

Especially the alchemy skills he had displayed at the last moment—they must have left a deep impression that no one could forget.

"Long live the Sect Leader!" Zhang Ergou shouted at that moment.

"Long live Uncle Lin!" the outer disciples also cheered excitedly.

Originally, they thought Uncle Lin would be bullied by Cauldron Peak this time, but who would have thought things would turn out this way? It was truly satisfying.

Lin Fan looked at the crowd, nodded slightly, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth, his tone deep and brooking no doubt.

"Remember, evil will never prevail over good. Victory always stands on the side of justice." Lin Fan clasped his hands behind his back, gazing into the void, his profound sense of justice moving heaven and earth.

Countless outer disciples looked at Lin Fan with eyes full of admiration, even bordering on blind worship.

As for when he would break through, it was only a matter of opportunity.