Chapter 142: Uncle Master Comes to Distribute Pills

The next day, the rising sun shone, purple qi came from the east. Above the peak of the Tenth Peak of the Saint Sect, where the Sect Master resided, a hundred-zhang giant boat floated in the void, blotting out the sky and covering the sun, its aura vast and mighty. Light flickered over its entire body, and unknown runes covered the surface of the boat, forming a formation.

Lin Fan was very interested in the giant boat, wondering what kind of thing could make it float, which seemed quite incredible.

“Elder Yu, I leave the mission to slay ferocious beasts in your charge.”

“Yes, Supreme Elder.”

…

Lin Fan stood there, looking at Elder Yu, who was leading the team. He felt that this man exuded a chilling aura, with a faint sense of danger.

He was at the high stage of Small Heaven rank.

A total of twenty inner disciples were setting out.

Among them, Lin Fan had seen one before—that was Zong Hentian. There were also some others Lin Fan did not recognize.

But in Lin Fan's eyes, inner disciples were indeed inner disciples—valiant and spirited, worthy of being called prodigies.

Lin Fan appeared rather ordinary among them.

While Lin Fan was observing these inner disciples, they were also observing him.

They did not know who this fellow was; they had never seen him among the inner disciples. On this trip, although the twenty of them were led by Elder Yu, among the disciples, Senior Brother Zong was the leader.

Moreover, although the main objective was to slay ferocious beasts, a secondary goal was to compete with other sects. Therefore, the inner disciples selected for this trip were all top combatants of the sect.

“Elder Yu, besides slaying ferocious beasts, there is another matter: protect Junior Brother Lin.” Elder Wuya had to make things clear. Although slaying ferocious beasts was important this time, protecting Lin Fan was even more crucial.

“Yes, Elder.” Elder Yu was surprised for a moment, then looked at Lin Fan and seemed to understand something.

“Alright, leave the mountain.” At that moment, Elder Wuya shouted loudly. Many inner disciples floated into the air and flew onto the giant boat.

Lin Fan watched these junior disciples fly up one by one and immediately panicked—he couldn't fly!

But in front of so many junior disciples, he couldn't lose face. So he leaped fiercely, jumping onto the giant boat like a cannonball.

Wuya shook his head with a wry smile, wondering what might happen on this trip. But there should be no danger; presumably, the Sect Master had left some contingency on him.

Although he might suffer a bit, there should be no real danger.

Standing on the giant boat, Lin Fan looked left and right, growing interested. He touched the boat with his hand.

“Ding, congratulations on discovering the Azure Firmament War Boat.”

“Azure Firmament War Boat: forged from Heaven-Earth Mystic Crystal Stone and the bones of a Flying-Wing Three-Headed Flood Dragon.”

…

At that moment, the inner disciples watched Lin Fan touching here and there like a country bumpkin, sneering inwardly. “This junior brother, why have we never seen you before?”

An inner disciple asked, curious about his background. Although there were many inner disciples, they knew anyone with any ability, but this person was unfamiliar.

Lin Fan looked at the inner disciple, knowing full well what he was after. Finally, he smiled and said, “This junior disciple, you are mistaken. I am Lin Fan, the Sect Master of the Saint Demon Sect on Nameless Peak. By seniority, you should call me uncle master.”

Lin Fan's words left the surrounding inner disciples, who were sitting cross-legged, utterly astonished.

As inner disciples, they were well aware of what had happened in the sect. They knew that the Sect Master had bestowed Nameless Peak on someone, but they had never paid it much attention, as it was far removed from them.

But now, they never expected that this person before them was the one who had received the peak from the Sect Master. They were somewhat surprised.

The inner disciple frowned upon hearing this, then looked ahead and stopped talking to Lin Fan.

For inner disciples, especially prodigies, how could they casually call someone else uncle master, especially this person who, in their eyes, had only risen in seniority due to incredible luck and the Sect Master's favor?

“Eh, junior disciple, why have you stopped talking?” Lin Fan kept pestering this inner disciple.

Just then, the Azure Firmament War Boat vibrated slightly and rose continuously. Lin Fan ignored the junior disciple and leaned against the side of the boat, looking at the scenery below.

Higher and higher, the objects below grew smaller. Lin Fan saw the full view of the Saint Sect for the first time.

So beautiful…

The huge peaks gradually shrank, becoming like dark shadows. The higher they went, the greater the pressure. A cyan light enveloped the giant boat.

“It's only a day's journey to the Misty Snow Peak. This time, the Small Heaven rank ferocious beast Snow King Lion is a descendant of the ancient ferocious beast Raging Sky Snow Lion. It is extremely powerful; do not engage recklessly.” At that moment, Elder Yu walked out of the control room of the giant boat and spoke.

“Elder Yu, the Snow King Lion's strength increases in the snow peak. I'm afraid we are no match for it with our cultivation.” Zong Hentian said.

Lin Fan, listening from the side, nodded in agreement. Ferocious beasts were naturally much stronger than humans; at the same cultivation level, they could still crush them.

If things went wrong, Lin Fan had already planned to turn invisible and flee without hesitation.

But since the sect hadn't sent high-level combatants, there must be a reason. They wouldn't let the disciples throw their lives away.

“Yes, normally that would be the case. However, according to intelligence, the Snow King Lion recently gave birth, so its strength has dropped to less than half. Our goal this time is to snatch the Snow King Lion's cub.” Elder Yu said calmly, but he knew it wouldn't be easy.

Although the Snow King Lion's entire body was valuable, it couldn't compare to its cub. The Saint Sect wanted it, and other sects would definitely not let it go.

It would probably be another fierce struggle.

“The Snow King Lion is not the most fearsome; what we must be most careful of are the other sects, especially the Heaven Sealing Sect.” At that moment, Zong Hentian said with a dark expression.

He would never forget a certain prodigy from the Heaven Sealing Sect—the one who had destroyed Junior Brother Tianyu's foundation.

Now, Junior Brother Tianyu's fate was unknown; no one knew where he had gone.

“Senior Brother, are you referring to Ling Ao, one of the three great prodigies of the Heaven Sealing Sect?” an inner disciple asked.

“Exactly. All junior brothers, be careful if you encounter this person.” Zong Hentian said. If they fought again, he wasn't sure he could escape from him.

But this time, it wasn't in a forbidden ground, so this person probably wouldn't kill disciples from other sects.

At that moment, Lin Fan felt the atmosphere was a bit tense. He couldn't help but smile. “All junior disciples, the path of martial arts is about seizing fate from heaven. Since we are about to face a fierce battle, your uncle master has been busy day and night refining some pills. I'll distribute them to you. If you encounter danger, just smash the pills at the enemy; they might be of some use.”

Lin Fan took out his specially made pills and distributed a few to each person.

“Eh, what kind of pills are these? I've never seen them before.”

“Smash them at the enemy? What use could that be?”

…

At that moment, the inner disciples were all puzzled, not understanding the purpose of these pills.

“Aren't you going to thank Uncle Master Lin?” Elder Yu, who was standing nearby, spoke up.

Before leaving, Supreme Elder Wuya had specifically instructed him to protect this person, and his tone was serious, not casual. It seemed this person held a high position in the sect.

Now, he could see that these inner disciples didn't take this Uncle Master Lin seriously, so he spoke up to help.

Since Elder Yu had spoken, the inner disciples naturally dared not refuse. They all called out “Uncle Master Lin,” though some didn't take the pills seriously, while others put them away.

If there really was danger, they wouldn't mind trying them.