Chapter 201: With such a high status as mine, I didn't even bother to show off.

But when the crowd looked toward the sound, they couldn't help but show strange expressions.

Was this man crazy? These were sect disciples, not someone he could provoke. Especially his entrance style, which greatly diminished his image in everyone's eyes.

A porcelain bowl of soy milk, a thick and long fried dough stick.

Lin Fan didn't expect that the Xuanhuang Realm would have these things too. Eating them really brought back endless aftertaste.

Gong Bingye's heart pounded when she saw the newcomer, as if the little grapes on her chest trembled slightly. She hadn't expected the mysterious man to appear here.

Was he here to help her?

Liu Yiyuan frowned slightly, looking at this reckless fellow before him, not taking him seriously at all. Then he gave Wang Hao a signal.

Wang Hao nodded, stepped forward, and shouted arrogantly, "What are you doing? Get lost."

Lin Fan raised an eyebrow, ignoring Wang Hao, and walked straight past him to stand between the two.

Then he took a sip of soy milk, feeling a bit full, and held the half bowl out to Gong Bingye. "Have you had breakfast? It's a shame to throw away this half bowl of soy milk. If you haven't eaten, it's yours."

Lin Fan was just teasing casually. He had already drunk most of the soy milk, and it was full of his saliva.

For a woman, especially one with peerless beauty, drinking someone else's saliva was such a humiliating thing.

"Not yet, thank you." Gong Bingye's tense expression immediately relaxed. Then, under Lin Fan's astonished gaze, she took the half bowl of soy milk, gently parted her lips, and savored it slowly against the porcelain bowl.

At that moment, Lin Fan was shocked and couldn't help but flatter himself: Could it be that Gong Bingye was truly won over by his unparalleled charm?

The people around were also puzzled. Who was this person? It seemed Miss Gong had a close relationship with him.

Gong Bingye was the young lady of the Gong family. She had never shown her face before, but now that the Gong family was in trouble, she stepped forward to support it. But even so, she wouldn't casually eat the leftovers of a man.

Lin Fan was speechless. According to his plan, when he offered the soy milk to Gong Bingye, she should have refused, and then he would have drunk the rest himself.

Then this arrogant guy would surely ask who he was, and he would down the remaining soy milk, smash the bowl on the ground, and make a domineering start.

But now everything was different from what Lin Fan had imagined, disrupting his rhythm.

Gong Bingye had her own thoughts. Since her father's death, the Gong family was on the verge of crisis. If she wanted to find someone to rely on, at least it had to be someone she found acceptable.

Although this mysterious man behaved strangely, at least in Gong Bingye's eyes, she had a slight liking for him.

As for feelings, they could develop slowly over time.

But now, Gong Bingye thought that this mysterious man was not fond of women and was not infatuated with her beauty. So if she wanted to find someone to rely on, she would have to work hard herself.

As a daughter of a prominent family, even if she never showed her face, her final fate would be to marry someone she had never met. Now, although she could control her freedom, the Gong family was still here, and she couldn't be so selfish.

"Who are you?" Liu Yiyuan asked coldly.

"Want a fried dough stick? It's still warm." Lin Fan held out the leftover fried dough stick to Liu Yiyuan.

"How dare you!" At that moment, Liu Yiyuan's junior disciples wanted to teach Lin Fan a lesson, but Liu Yiyuan stopped them.

"I'll ask you one last time: who are you?" Liu Yiyuan's eyes flashed with fierce light. This man was too presumptuous.

"Want a fried dough stick?" Lin Fan asked with a bright smile, not answering Liu Yiyuan's question.

"Courting death." In an instant, Liu Yiyuan became furious. His palm, shrouded in crimson true essence, struck toward Lin Fan's chest.

The palm hit, and Liu Yiyuan's lips curled into a cold smile. But in that split second, he stared at Lin Fan in shock, as if unable to believe what he was seeing.

"You young fellow, a bit rough, huh." Lin Fan patted his chest and said.

The surrounding rogue cultivators' expressions changed drastically, and they were also shocked. This man was an expert. Although they didn't know his cultivation level, they could feel the profound true essence in Liu Yiyuan's palm strike.

Liu Yiyuan's expression turned serious. He stepped back a few paces, his eyes gleaming with sharp light. This kid was not simple. To withstand his palm so effortlessly without any harm, he was probably not someone he could contend with.

But Liu Yiyuan was not afraid of him, because he was a sect disciple.

"Your cultivation is impressive. I am an inner disciple of the Fire Dao Sect. If you insist on standing up for her, you should think it over carefully." Liu Yiyuan said coldly.

Just then, Lin Fan, who had been all smiles, moved like lightning and swiftly slapped Liu Yiyuan across the face.

"What sect? I didn't hear clearly. Please say it again." Lin Fan cupped his ear and asked.

At that moment, the surrounding rogue cultivators stared dumbfounded at the scene.

They hadn't expected him to strike without a word, and with the most humiliating method, insulting a disciple of the Fire Dao Sect.

This enmity was surely sealed. Liu Yiyuan was an inner disciple of the Fire Dao Sect, with an exalted status. This man's humiliation of an inner disciple of the Fire Dao Sect meant great trouble was coming.

Liu Yiyuan gritted his teeth and pointed at him. "You... you, I am an inner disciple of the Fire Dao Sect! How dare you... Good, very good."

Lin Fan slapped him again with a backhand and looked at him contemptuously. "Oh, so you're an inner disciple of the Fire Dao Sect..."

"You..." Liu Yiyuan glared at him angrily.

Liu Yiyuan's junior disciples were also dumbfounded, looking incredulous.

"You, an inner disciple, what's there to show off? Look at this." Lin Fan said disdainfully, then took out a token and waved it in front of Liu Yiyuan.

The ancient token was carved with peaks, and on the peaks was the character "Saint."

"Look, what's this?"

"I am the seat of the Eleventh Peak, Nameless Peak, of the Saint Sect, and I didn't even bother to show off. You, an inner disciple of some Fire Sect, are showing off as if it's real." Lin Fan displayed the token in front of Liu Yiyuan, letting his dog eyes see clearly.

When Liu Yiyuan saw the pattern and characters on the token, his face gradually turned pale.

He recognized this token. It was the unique peak master token of the Saint Sect, recorded in every sect's archives.

Although the Fire Dao Sect was a sect, compared to the Saint Sect, it was far inferior.

Now he had provoked a peak master of the Saint Sect. This...

When the surrounding onlookers heard this, they were also shocked. The name of the Saint Sect was thunderous; it was a major sect.

Gong Bingye looked at Lin Fan's back, her pretty face expression gradually changing. She hadn't expected this mysterious man to be from the Saint Sect, and a peak master at that. This...

"You little brat, what are you being so arrogant about? Even if your sect's leader came before me today, I'd still slap him, believe it or not?" Lin Fan didn't know the cultivation level of the Fire Dao Sect's leader, but who couldn't brag? No one knew the truth anyway.

Liu Yiyuan was rendered speechless by Lin Fan. His previously angry heart suddenly turned fearful.

"I don't want to waste words with you, little brat. I'll keep these things of yours for now. Go back and tell your sect leader to come to the Saint Sect to find me. I want to ask him how he teaches his disciples." Without waiting for Liu Yiyuan to say anything, Lin Fan directly pulled off his storage ring and then reached into his chest to see if there was anything else.

"Sir, this..." When Liu Yiyuan saw a parchment map being taken out, his expression changed instantly.

"What's this and that? I'll keep it. Go back and have your sect leader come get it." Seeing Liu Yiyuan's expression, Lin Fan knew it might be a treasure, so without further ado, he confiscated it.

"Alright, get lost now. Don't make me angry." After confiscating everything, Lin Fan waved his hand.

Liu Yiyuan's expression turned anxious. He wanted to speak, but seeing the other's demeanor, he swallowed his words.

"Get lost."