Chapter 29: Unyielding Will

"How could you use such a despicable trick?" Yu Feng's face darkened as he sent Lin Fan flying with a single strike. If he hadn't reacted in time, he might have actually fallen for it.

"Despicable? Senior Brother, this is a perfectly legitimate technique. But that palm strike of yours really hurt—my chest still aches. However, I have another move I'd like you to critique." Lin Fan naturally wouldn't admit to using any lowly tricks.

This 'Stealing the Peach' might be a crude technique, but in my hands, it will surely be glorified.

And just now, Lin Fan realized that 'Stealing the Peach' had great potential for growth.

"Senior Brother, this move is the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Please offer your guidance." Lin Fan shouted twice, adding his own sound effects, and charged at Yu Feng with exaggerated gestures.

But just as he reached Yu Feng, Lin Fan suddenly bent down and bellowed.

"Stealing the Peach."

Yu Feng was startled—this again?

"Chaotic Nine Revolutions..."

"Bang..."

Lin Fan was sent flying once more.

"Ding, congratulations! 'Immortal Demon Body' experience +6000."

Lin Fan scrambled to his feet immediately. Yu Feng's cultivation was suppressed to the ninth level of Houtian, and each palm strike only added six thousand experience. Against the three million needed for 'Immortal Demon Body,' it was a drop in the bucket. He needed to make Yu Feng raise his cultivation to maximize gains.

"Senior Brother, I've been stuck at the ninth level of Houtian for days and can't break through. Please suppress your cultivation to the third level of Xiantian and give me enough pressure." Lin Fan shouted.

Yu Feng looked at Lin Fan, silent for a moment. The previous two exchanges had already irritated him, and now he wanted to teach the junior a lesson. But with the senior brother watching from above, if something went wrong, it would be hard to explain.

"Junior Brother, this might cause casualties." Yu Feng said.

"On the path of cultivation, life and death are determined by fate. Please grant my wish, Senior Brother." Lin Fan spoke with righteous fervor, showing no fear.

"Fine, since you insist, then be careful." A cold smile curled at the corner of Yu Feng's mouth. Since you're asking for death, don't blame others.

Lin Fan observed Yu Feng. So this is the inner sect—truly different from the naive outer disciples. They're seasoned veterans.

After entering the inner sect, one could go out for training, and experiences change people.

Once reaching the Xiantian realm, one could ensure their own safety during training. After all, without Xiantian, one was merely an ant.

The Holy Demon Sect forbade outer disciples from leaving the mountain to protect them.

The inner sect was the core of the Holy Demon Sect, with many interests at stake, so intrigue was common.

At this moment, the senior brother sitting on the stone chair on the high platform showed a flicker of interest in his narrow eyes.

Lin Fan felt Yu Feng's aura surge. In terms of pure strength, Yu Feng, suppressing his cultivation to the third level of Xiantian, was far superior.

Though Lin Fan had the 'Immortal Demon Body' for protection, a strike from a third-level Xiantian would still be a heavy blow.

But Lin Fan wasn't afraid. A mere third-level Xiantian couldn't kill him.

"Senior Brother, take this move: the Buddha's Palm, a legendary technique descending from the heavens." Lin Fan said calmly, then bent his knees and leaped into the air with a bang.

"Playing tricks." Yu Feng muttered, dismissing it.

Mid-air, Lin Fan saw Yu Feng unmoved and felt frustrated. The old fox wasn't falling for it.

But Lin Fan wasn't worried. He didn't believe Yu Feng would never slip up.

"Senior Brother, here I come!" Lin Fan warned.

Yu Feng's eyelids twitched. As Lin Fan approached, he struck out with a palm. Lin Fan felt a heat in his chest, the force several times stronger than before, and was sent flying to the ground.

"Ding, congratulations! 'Immortal Demon Body' experience +30000."

"Pfft..." Lin Fan spat blood. Truly powerful. The gap between Houtian and Xiantian was like heaven and earth.

Lin Fan couldn't even see how Yu Feng moved.

Houtian cultivates blood and qi; Xiantian cultivates true essence.

Lin Fan felt a fierce red true essence surge into his body, but before it could wreak havoc, it was instantly absorbed.

Han Lu watched Lin Fan's suicidal behavior with glee—courting death. But when he saw Lin Fan stand up, his expression changed in disbelief.

"Senior Brother, that palm was amazing! I barely saw it. Again!" Lin Fan said after catching his breath.

Yu Feng couldn't believe the other could still stand. That palm, though restrained, shouldn't be survivable for a Houtian cultivator.

Yu Feng stepped forward, his aura fierce. "Good! Junior Brother, you truly surprise me. Let me see what other moves you have."

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to One."

Lin Fan didn't actually know these techniques; he just borrowed names from novels to set the mood.

But the outer disciples below were entertained, finding the names cool.

Though 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to One' was a bit odd.

Yu Feng saw through the bluff and wasn't fooled.

"Bang..."

Yu Feng grabbed Lin Fan's arm and flung him away without any resistance.

"Ding, congratulations! 'Immortal Demon Body' experience +40000."

Lin Fan landed face-up, but the thrill grew stronger. Courting death had no limits; challenging higher levels was the way. The experience boost was exhilarating.

"Haha! Senior Brother is formidable! I admire you! Again!" Lin Fan's spirit grew stronger, his fighting will unyielding. His blue robe was gradually stained red with blood.

The outer disciples below, who had been noisy, fell silent, staring in disbelief at the madman on the stage.

Injured like this, and still going?

Yin Mochen was frantic. How could his junior be so reckless? He would die at this rate.

"Senior Brother, take this: Three Points Return to Origin."

"Bang."

"Ding, congratulations! 'Immortal Demon Body' experience +40000."

"Senior Brother, take this: Northern Dark Divine Art."

"Bang."

"Ding, congratulations! 'Immortal Demon Body' experience +40000."

...

The scene continued: Lin Fan flew, fell, got up, flew again, fell again, got up again, over and over, stunning everyone present into speechless awe.

Even the inner sect senior brothers were shocked. Though Lin Fan was always on the receiving end, his ability to rise after every fall deeply impressed them.

Yu Feng was now numb.

"Bang..."

Yu Feng struck out with a palm, but this time Lin Fan didn't fly away.

"Senior Brother..." Lin Fan grabbed Yu Feng's arm.

"Pfft." As Lin Fan spoke, a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

"Junior Brother, enough." Yu Feng was moved.

"Senior Brother, to spar with an expert like you... pfft... I have no regrets." Lin Fan spat blood twice in one sentence.

"Junior Brother, take this Blood Fusion Pill. Swallow it to stabilize your injuries." Though Lin Fan's cultivation was weak, Yu Feng had lost count of how many strikes he'd landed. Each time Lin Fan fell, he got up. Such willpower commanded respect.

"Senior Brother... I..." Lin Fan wanted to refuse and say something emotional, but changed his mind.

"Ding, discovered healing elixir Blood Fusion Pill. After consumption, experience +100000."

"Thank you, Senior Brother." Lin Fan weakly raised his hand and put the blood-red pill into his mouth.

"Junior Brother, with such will, you will surely have a place in the inner sect." Yu Feng praised without reservation. This was the highest praise he had ever given an outer disciple since he started mentoring.

"Senior Brother..." Lin Fan looked at Yu Feng gratefully, then slowly opened his arms as if to embrace him.

Yu Feng paused, then a slight smile appeared on his handsome face. If his junior wanted an embrace, he would grant it.

"Senior Brother..." Lin Fan called softly.

"Mm."

"Senior Brother, I will repay your kindness today." Lin Fan's originally dull eyes gradually brightened, but Yu Feng didn't notice.

"It's nothing, just a mere Blood Fusion Pill. Rest well, Junior Brother. I'll await you in the inner sect." Yu Feng said.

"It's not about that." Lin Fan shook his head slightly.

"Then what?" Yu Feng asked, puzzled.

"Senior Brother..."

"Mm..." Yu Feng hummed.

"Stealing the Peach..."

At that moment, heaven and earth changed color, as if the world was ending.

In life, it's all about tricks and schemes...