Chapter 169: Only Those Who Endure Loneliness Can Be Invincible

Within half a month, Lin Fan rarely left Nameless Peak. He kept Mie Qiongqi by his side at all times, never letting a moment slip by without raising the experience of the Indestructible Demon Body.

In the previous period, Zhang Ergou and the others found it hard to fall asleep every night. Over time, their cultivation also greatly improved. Zhang Ergou, in particular, remained at the Houtian realm, his blood and qi condensed and thick. With each breath, his blood and qi churned like a volcano ready to erupt.

However, after this long stretch, Zhang Ergou and the others cautiously raised their concerns to the Sect Master. For them, one or two days of this was fine, but what they feared most was it continuing for days on end—they could hardly bear it.

Seeing Zhang Ergou and the others growing increasingly dispirited, as if they hadn't slept well every night, Lin Fan finally took pity and stopped tormenting them at night.

After all, he was a loving Sect Master, not someone专门 to torment his disciples.

"Hoo..." Lin Fan let out a breath.

The qi within his body was like a flood dragon, swallowing clouds and spitting mist, roaming through every corner of his body.

"Ding, congratulations, Indestructible Demon Body has leveled up."

"Physical Body: Minor Celestial Rank High Grade."

Looking at the data on the panel, Lin Fan's lips curled into a smile. This was the result of half a month of hard work. Now, with his physical body at Minor Celestial Rank High Grade, only those at the Great Perfection realm could break through it.

With this physical body, he could run rampant in the sect. Apart from the Sect Master and the Supreme Elders, who else could break his defense?

But when he saw the massive amount of experience required for the next level of Indestructible Demon Body, Lin Fan's heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

Harsh, it was too harsh.

With this amount of experience, if there wasn't a dedicated expert to feed him experience, it would be very difficult to level up.

Still, Lin Fan was already quite satisfied with his current state.

For any martial artist, possessing such a physical body was an extremely exhilarating thing.

Mie Qiongqi's cultivation was at Minor Celestial Rank High Grade, but his physical body strength was far from reaching that level.

Yet even so, with his cultivation sealed, Mie Qiongqi could still rely on his physical body to endure several years of flogging.

Now, when Mie Qiongqi struck Lin Fan with his palm, it no longer yielded much experience. Lin Fan was very grateful to Mie Qiongqi for these past half month; without him, who knew how long it would have taken to reach this level.

"Qiongqi, you have completed my trial. From now on, you can move freely and no longer need to come to me," Lin Fan said, looking at the haggard Mie Qiongqi.

When Mie Qiongqi heard these words, his drooping eyelids suddenly snapped open, his face full of excitement.

Although he knew this was the Sect Master's trial, after half a month of this, he was truly exhausted. If not for his willpower, he would have collapsed days ago.

Repeating the same action every day would drive anyone crazy.

"Sect Master, am I really done?" Mie Qiongqi asked in disbelief.

"Yes, you're done," Lin Fan said with a faint smile.

Over the past half month, not only was Mie Qiongqi at his wit's end, but Lin Fan himself also felt a sense of helplessness. After all, sitting still and being pounded by someone was something even an ordinary person couldn't endure.

If not for the motivation to level up the Indestructible Demon Body in his mind, Lin Fan probably couldn't have stood such a life either.

"Sect Leader, this disciple will go back to rest now," Mie Qiongqi said respectfully. For Mie Qiongqi, he now wanted to go back and rest well, truly not wanting to open his eyes again. Even though he could rest every night, the moment he closed his eyes, his mind was filled with the image of his own hands.

...

A thousand miles away from the Sacred Sect, a giant war vessel floated in the void, speeding toward the Sacred Sect.

This war vessel was much larger and more magnificent than the one used during the Sacred Sect's previous expedition.

A red flag was planted in the middle of the war vessel, and a group of disciples gathered on it, overlooking the entire world.

"Elder, we are only a thousand miles from the Sacred Sect. We should arrive by noon," a disciple said respectfully, approaching an old man and speaking in a low voice.

"Mm." The old man's expression was calm. His bright, piercing eyes gazed ahead, as if seeing through layers of void.

On Nameless Peak.

Lin Fan was in a great mood. He had been on the peak for half a month now. Having not descended the mountain for so long, he wondered if those little junior nephews missed him.

The true start of Nameless Peak had been when Lin Fan personally began alchemy. But during this period of advancement, Lin Fan had not refined pills for the outer disciples.

Since the last incident, Alchemy Peak had become much more well-behaved. Their success rate in alchemy had also greatly improved. Although they still couldn't compare to Lin Fan, at least they were honest and no longer cheated the outer disciples.

Moreover, since Lin Fan had stopped refining pills, some outer disciples went to Alchemy Peak to see how things were there now.

In the end, they found that Alchemy Peak had undergone earth-shaking changes compared to before.

The disciples of Alchemy Peak no longer swindled people when refining pills, and their success rate had greatly increased. Gradually, the outer disciples began to trust Alchemy Peak again.

Although Lin Fan had stopped refining pills, his status in the hearts of the outer disciples was irreplaceable. After all, they were not stupid; they knew that Alchemy Peak's transformation was inseparable from Uncle Lin.

Lin Fan walked among the outer disciples.

The surrounding outer disciples, having not seen Uncle Lin for a while, greeted him with great enthusiasm.

Lin Fan nodded in response, but seeing how busy these outer disciples were, he felt a bit puzzled.

"Why are you all so busy? Has something happened?" Lin Fan stopped a disciple and asked.

That outer disciple looked at Lin Fan with admiration, then took a deep breath. "Uncle Lin, the people from the Nine Heavens Sect will arrive at the Sacred Sect today. All the fellow disciples are busy preparing the banquet."

Nine Heavens Sect?

Lin Fan had never heard of this sect before.

"What's the situation with the Nine Heavens Sect? Do they have a deep connection with our Sacred Sect?" Lin Fan asked.

"Yes, Uncle. The Nine Heavens Sect is located in the far west, very far from our Sacred Sect. Our Sacred Sect and the Nine Heavens Sect have a triennial competition. Every three years, we compete, selecting the strongest outstanding disciples. This tradition has continued for several thousand years, and it's always a grand event," the outer disciple said with a smile, as if this time every three years was the happiest.

Lin Fan nodded, feeling a bit interested. He hadn't expected the Sacred Sect to have such an event.

The strongest outstanding disciple?

After lingering for a while, Lin Fan walked forward, wondering if he could participate.

But if he did participate, it might be like bullying the small, after all, he was the sixth sect leader of the Sacred Demon Sect. However, if he didn't participate, they should at least give him a seat on the judging panel.