Chapter 140: Uncle Master Will Open Your Light

Along the way, Lin Fan wore a faint smile, taking in the resentful gazes of the outer disciples of Alchemy Peak.

He felt deeply sorry—these were children blinded by hatred.

But never mind; hatred is the greatest driving force in the world. Perhaps by resenting him, they would bury themselves in cultivation, strive for the peak, and one day crush him underfoot to vent their old anger.

If his own person could make these lost lambs strive anew, Lin Fan would be gratified.

But since that was the case, Lin Fan certainly didn't mind adding a bit more hatred, making them resent him even more, even spurring them to exert every ounce of strength, thus going further and further on the path of martial arts.

At this moment, Lin Fan's expression changed, becoming like that of a profligate son—arrogant, domineering, and overbearing. He raised his finger and shouted as if commanding the world.

“What are you looking at? Haven't you seen your uncle master has arrived? Why aren't you greeting me?”

Lin Fan had long planned his approach toward these outer disciples of Alchemy Peak.

The disciples below were naturally indignant, feeling insulted, their eyes red as they looked at him, vowing inwardly that from now on, if they didn't crush Lin Fan underfoot, they wouldn't be human.

Some, Lin Fan thought, might even be inspired by this to awaken a loser's counterattack spirit.

Lin Fan's arrogant roar, like a thunderclap from the nine heavens, exploded in the ears of the outer disciples of Alchemy Peak.

Frightened, the outer disciples of Alchemy Peak trembled in spirit and narrowed their eyes.

Good, good, this was the effect he wanted.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Fan took in the expressions of the outer disciples of Alchemy Peak. This oppression, this tyranny, seemed to be the right approach.

Of course, Lin Fan never bullied fellow sect members. After this roar, he didn't intend to resort to violence, as that would harm heavenly harmony.

But just as Lin Fan was about to head straight for the herb cultivation grounds, something unexpected happened.

This group of outer disciples of Alchemy Peak, whom he had just roared at, actually came scurrying over timidly, with respectful expressions and fearful faces, offering congratulations.

“Greetings, Uncle Master…”

“Disciple greets Uncle Master.”

…

What the hell.

At this moment, Lin Fan was dumbfounded. This wasn't the script at all! How did it turn out like this? Did these outer disciples of Alchemy Peak have no self-respect?

With such an arrogant attitude from him, they still came flattering with smiles.

Ah, it's over, it's over.

Lin Fan sighed silently. This generation of Alchemy Peak was finished. How could it be filled with such disciples?

For the outer disciples of Alchemy Peak, this big devil had already instilled fear in them.

Deep fear, to the point where they had no will to resist.

His alchemy skills were superb, and he had won people's hearts. Most crucially, the supreme elder of Alchemy Peak stood by his side.

What could they do? Fight a hopeless battle and be crushed in the end?

Better to just accept it, curry favor, and maybe get a bit of benefit, reaching the pinnacle of life and soaring to success.

“Uncle Master Lin, is there anything you need us to do?”

“We know Alchemy Peak well. Please command us, Uncle Master Lin. We'll go through fire and water without hesitation.”

The outer disciples of Alchemy Peak surrounded Lin Fan, flattering him endlessly.

Recalling the tragic events of that day, they felt like crying. After returning to Alchemy Peak, they were not only punished by the elders but also given a stern lecture.

Even that Elder Gu had been demoted to an outer disciple.

This huge change was all caused by Uncle Master Lin before them. They just wanted to find a backer at Alchemy Peak, skim some benefits, and coast through life.

Now that all that had fallen through, they accepted it.

Seeing the outer disciples treat him with such respect, Lin Fan could no longer keep the feigned arrogance on his face.

These were his nephews after all. Since they now acknowledged their mistakes and corrected them, he would let it go.

At this moment, Lin Fan's expression gradually softened. “En, not bad, not bad.”

Now Lin Fan no longer intended to stimulate their potential. Since they were flattering him like this, he would treat them well. Although they had once attacked Nameless Peak, Lin Fan was not one to hold grudges, so he would let it go.

…

“Bang.”

Just then, a loud noise rang out as a door was suddenly pushed open, and a man stormed out furiously.

Lin Fan looked and immediately chuckled—it was his nephew Li Shun.

Li Shun's eyes were red with rage. Seeing his fellow disciples surrounding Lin Fan and flattering him endlessly, he trembled with anger.

Li Shun had countless things to say but didn't know how to start, so he could only glare at Lin Fan with vicious eyes.

In Li Shun's view, this guy was his lifelong arch-enemy.

Li Shun's life was now miserable. Not only had his benefits dried up, but even his beloved flute-playing boy had left him. Recalling the look in the boy's eyes when he left, he felt immense reluctance.

In his eyes, all of this was caused by the other party. If not for him, Li Shun would still be the master alchemist of Alchemy Peak's outer hall.

Li Shun suppressed the words in his mouth, not daring to speak out, but he used his furious eyes to stare fixedly at the other party.

Let him understand how angry and unwilling he was inside.

“Brother Li, Uncle Master Lin is here.”

“Uncle Master Lin, Brother Li must be so excited to see you that his eyes are red.”

…

Hearing what his fellow disciples said, Li Shun felt dizzy and wanted to curse—these spineless bastards, who the hell was excited to the point of red eyes?

“Li Shun, when you see Uncle Master Lin, why aren't you greeting him?” The demoted Elder Gu, now mingling among the disciples, said sternly.

He knew to adapt to circumstances. Since things had come to this, what else could he do? He only hoped to make amends and one day become an outer hall elder again.

Lin Fan smiled. He hadn't expected Li Shun to be so stubborn, still maintaining his displeasure toward him even now.

This spirit was commendable.

Lin Fan stepped forward, while Li Shun took half a step back, looking somewhat afraid.

“So it's Nephew Li. Past events are like passing clouds; there's no need to hold a grudge.” Lin Fan stepped forward and patted Li Shun's shoulder amiably.

Li Shun frowned, puzzled, not knowing what the other party intended.

The other outer disciples watched Uncle Master Lin, feeling a twinge of guilt. They hadn't expected Uncle Master Lin to be so magnanimous and not bear grudges.

Even after Li Shun had done such excessive things, he held no resentment. Such tolerance was admirable.

“What do you want?” Li Shun looked at Lin Fan warily.

“Ah, nephew, no need to be nervous. Your uncle master once dabbled in physiognomy. Today I see that your features are like a dust-covered pearl, a sign of a genius of heaven and earth.” Lin Fan spoke seriously, spouting nonsense.

Mainly, he wanted to conduct an experiment. According to the usual script in certain novels, he was now the profligate oppressing the protagonist.

Li Shun was startled, his expression shifting slightly at the words “genius of heaven and earth,” but then he became even more wary.

“Nephew, come with your uncle master. I'll open your light for you. I hope I'm not mistaken.” Lin Fan smiled faintly, patting Li Shun's shoulder as the two slowly walked toward the house.