Chapter 572: Conflict

Lin Fan never expected things to turn out this way.

Where had the promised mutual affection gone? How could they discipline a fellow disciple over a single disagreement?

Tianyun was about to be punished just for speaking up for him—this was simply too overbearing.

Wei Tian reached out with his hand forming a claw, locking onto his target with killing intent, and grabbed at Tianyun.

“Senior Brother Wei, stop.” Hongyun’s expression changed when she saw Wei Tian’s merciless attack.

Even the sky could be torn apart by the “Sky-Rending Claw,” let alone Tianyun’s flesh and blood.

Seeing this, Tianyun’s mind trembled. He knew his senior brother was using him to show off his power, but the Cloud Sect’s hierarchy was strict, and he dared not fight back.

Even if he did, he was no match for Senior Brother Wei.

In that instant, Tianyun suddenly saw a figure block his way.

Seeing this human step forward, Wei Tian sneered inwardly and increased his strength. A sharp light emanated from his five fingers as he grabbed at Lin Fan’s shoulder, intending to crush it.

Crack!

A crisp sound rang out, but it was not the sound of Lin Fan’s shoulder breaking. Instead, the moment Wei Tian’s fingers touched Lin Fan’s shoulder, his five fingers twisted as if struck by some force.

A sword intent burst forth from the shoulder, penetrating into Wei Tian’s arm.

Blood splattered everywhere, spilling across the sky and earth.

Ah!

A scream of agony rang out as Wei Tian staggered backward. His right hand was riddled with dense bloody holes, as if pierced by ten thousand swords, with blood gushing out.

“You…” Wei Tian glared angrily at Lin Fan, but the pain made him hiss. The lingering sword intent remained in his arm.

“Brother Tianyun is your junior brother. It’s understandable for you to discipline him as his senior brother, but Brother Tianyun is my friend. Bullying my friend in front of me means you don’t take me, Lin Fan, seriously. This time, it’s just a small lesson. If you dare act recklessly again, I’ll cut off your arm,” Lin Fan said with an imposing air.

Wei Tian was burning with rage. He hadn’t expected this guy to actually strike and even injure his arm.

But Wei Tian understood the gap between himself and this man.

Yet with so many fellow disciples present, how could Wei Tian lose face?

“This human of unknown origin has infiltrated our Cloud Sect with ulterior motives. Everyone, seize him!” Wei Tian roared.

“Stop.” Hongyun stepped between the two. “Senior Brother Wei, we are now in the Water-Fire Secret Realm. Internal conflict is not wise.”

“Junior Sister Hongyun, are you siding with this human?” Wei Tian, still furious, was unwilling to let it go. “Even if Senior Brother Liu Xun likes you, if you don’t get out of the way, don’t blame me for disregarding our sect fellowship.”

“Wei Tian, what relationship do I have with Senior Brother Liu? If you act so recklessly without distinguishing right from wrong, the elders will not let you off when they find out,” Hongyun said.

“Junior Brother Wei, stand down.” At that moment, Fang Weifeng stepped forward, his aura imposing like the Five Sacred Mountains, vast and mighty.

“Senior Brother, I…” Wei Tian was unwilling to back down and wanted to regain his standing.

“Stand down.” Fang Weifeng’s tone remained calm as still water, but Wei Tian knew that if he didn’t retreat now, he would anger his senior brother.

“Senior Brother Fang, I hope you can take charge of this matter. Let us set aside differences and work together to survive in this Water-Fire Secret Realm,” Fairy Hongyun said.

Fang Weifeng’s expression darkened. “Junior Sister Hongyun, you stand down too.”

“Senior Brother…” Seeing Fang Weifeng’s expression, Fairy Hongyun sensed something was wrong.

“Stand down.” Fang Weifeng bellowed, and an invisible sonic boom knocked Fairy Hongyun back. Such skill was formidable.

Lin Fan watched the scene unfold, knowing this matter could not end peacefully. What frustrated him was that despite nothing being wrong, he was repeatedly bullied.

It seemed the saying “the good are easily bullied” was true.

If he had made a domineering entrance from the start, the outcome might have been different.

“Brother Lin, be careful. Senior Brother Fang is very strong,” Tianyun, standing behind Lin Fan, whispered.

He felt indignant. Even among fellow disciples, everything came down to strength.

Lin Fan nodded, then stepped forward, looking straight at Fang Weifeng. “If you want a fight, then let’s fight. I, Lin Fan, have never feared anyone.”

“Hmph, you have guts. Junior Brother Wei’s defeat is his own fault, but as an outsider, you interfered when he disciplined a junior, showing disrespect to the Cloud Sect. Today, I’ll see what you’re capable of, daring to injure our people,” Fang Weifeng said sternly.

“Lin Fan, don’t be impulsive,” Fairy Hongyun said, blocking his way.

Lin Fan released his aura, pushing Fairy Hongyun aside.

“This no longer concerns you. Just stand aside and watch. I’ve been itching for a fight anyway, to see if the Cloud Sect disciples are qualified to survive in this Water-Fire Secret Realm.”

Lin Fan feared nothing. When had he ever been afraid of such trash? They refused to listen to reason and forced him to strike—they were simply asking for a beating.

The other disciples around were also dumbfounded. They hadn’t expected things to turn out this way.

But since Senior Brother Fang was taking action, they had no right to interfere.

At this point, Fairy Hongyun had no choice but to step back, her heart full of worry.

Fighting in a place like this, no matter who got hurt, would be a disaster.

“Lin Fan, please go easy on him,” Fairy Hongyun said, knowing Lin Fan’s strength. If he killed Senior Brother Fang, the matter would blow up, and even with her mediation, the sect would never let Lin Fan go.

“Don’t worry, I know my limits. Such trash dares to challenge my authority? If I don’t teach him a lesson, he won’t know that there is always a sky above the sky and people beyond people,” Lin Fan said disdainfully.

“Arrogant! You dare call me trash? Today, no one can save your wretched life,” Fang Weifeng said, his eyes blazing with murderous intent, ready to kill.

Lin Fan sneered. A Divine Realm Second Layer Domain expert, inferior even to the Ten-Thousand-Bat Old Ancestor, dared to act recklessly before him—courting death.

“Die!” Fang Weifeng roared, his mana surging, his robes flapping like banners in the wind.

In an instant, his figure flickered, mana gathering like a torrent in his palm. With a whoosh, he struck at Lin Fan.

In a flash, Fang Weifeng transformed into countless figures, surrounding Lin Fan—some real, some illusory, making it impossible to tell which was his true body.

At that moment, the surrounding disciples tensed up, unsure of what would happen next.