Chapter 723: You Don't Even Qualify to Be a Slave

The Venerable Shakyamuni's expression changed. He stepped forward, his eyes flicking toward Lin Fan, a faint smile on his lips. 'In this crucial moment, only I truly understand you.'

Lin Fan shuddered, feeling that the bald monk's gaze just now was somewhat unsettling.

'Benefactor, I believe this Green Emperor is not even qualified to be a slave in our Rebel Army,' said the Venerable Shakyamuni, shocking everyone with his words.

This was a harsh slap in the face.

How powerful was the Green Emperor? At the Eighth Heaven of the Divine Realm, the Earthly Divine Pill realm, and also the captain of one of the top three teams in the Guardian Grounds. Setting everything aside, taming him as a slave would be a matter of great honor.

The Rebel Army members were somewhat stunned, not understanding what the vice-captain meant. How could the mighty Green Emperor be unqualified?

'What do you mean?' Lin Fan asked, feigning ignorance.

'Captain, what kind of existence is our Rebel Army? It's the force that suppressed the Thunder Monarch and bears a tremendous burden. Although the Green Emperor's strength is decent, from all perspectives, he doesn't make the cut,' said the Venerable Shakyamuni.

Upon hearing this, the Rebel Army members couldn't help but puff out their chests, each feeling immensely proud.

If the Green Emperor wasn't even qualified to be a slave, then their being members of the Rebel Army was an unparalleled honor.

'Hmm, that makes some sense. Since that's the case, forget it,' Lin Fan nodded silently, then looked at the Green Emperor. 'This time, you're lucky. Because you're too weak to catch the eye of the Rebel Army. In the future, keep your eyes open and know in your heart who you can and cannot provoke.'

'You...' The Green Emperor, upon hearing this, suddenly spat out a mouthful of old blood. He hadn't expected to be humiliated again by this Rebel Army.

Lin Fan looked around. The surrounding crowd remained silent, shock flickering in their eyes. Then he waved his hand grandly. 'Let's go.'

'Bastard, let me go!' the Supervisor roared in fury, bound by the Guardian Spirit, unable to move, but powerless to change the situation.

Rustle!

The crowd puffed out their chests and marched forward imposingly. People made way for them. They had truly witnessed the might of the Rebel Army.

Everyone understood that from now on, in the Guardian Grounds, the Rebel Army would be a powerful team not to be trifled with.

'Even the Green Emperor has been defeated. Which team can still suppress the Rebel Army?'

'I wonder about the Primordial小队?'

'I think even the Primordial小队 has no way. The Rebel Army has already established its momentum and cannot be shaken.'

The Green Emperor's eyes blazed with fury. He roared to the heavens, venting his unwillingness. In the eyes of the crowd, the Green Emperor was pitiable—in one fell swoop, he had lost all face. How could he continue to stay in the Guardian Grounds?

The events at the Mission Square spread like a storm.

In a short time, everyone in the Guardian Grounds learned of the Rebel Army.

They didn't know where this Rebel Army had come from, but even the Green Emperor, the Mad Dragon Team, and the Sword God Team had fallen to them. To everyone, this was truly explosive news.

...

'Kid, don't mess around like this anymore.' Feng Qingzi sought out Lin Fan. He was helpless about this matter; his disciple was really too good at stirring up trouble.

But for Feng Qingzi, this incident was somewhat shocking.

The Green Emperor had decent talent, yet he couldn't withstand even three moves from his disciple. That was somewhat terrifying.

'Old man, you finally showed up. Not giving me anything—can you even be considered a master?' In his divine sea, Lin Fan stood opposite Feng Qingzi, looking somewhat displeased.

'Disciple, that's not right. Didn't you yourself say, 'The master leads you in, but cultivation depends on yourself'? Why are you blaming me now?' Feng Qingzi said with a smile.

'Come on, old man, you've got some nerve. You tricked me—those two storage rings had nothing in them,' Lin Fan said.

Feng Qingzi chuckled lightly. 'When did I ever say there was anything in the storage rings?'

For a moment, Lin Fan was speechless. This time, he had been fooled by the old man. But at least he had the conscience to save face for him in that situation.

'Now that you've formed a team, you need a camp. With your current contribution points, you can't afford one. But since I'm your master, I naturally have to give you some benefits. I'll give you a camp.' Feng Qingzi flicked his sleeve, and a stream of light flew toward Lin Fan.

'Thank you, Master,' Lin Fan said with a faint smile, looking at the token in his hand.

'Master, how about some treasures?' It would be foolish not to take advantage of an opportunity. At this moment, Lin Fan wanted to make a good profit.

'Ah, my head hurts. I need to go rest. Take care of yourself, and don't miss me.' As soon as Feng Qingzi heard this, he immediately held his head, waved his hand, and quickly left.

'This old man...' Lin Fan sighed. What a scammer.

'Benefactor, where should we go now?' asked the Venerable Shakyamuni.

Lin Fan smiled calmly and shook the token in his hand. 'Let's go to our camp.'

...

Upon arriving at the camp, Lin Fan looked at the surroundings and nodded in satisfaction.

Now, in the Guardian Grounds, Lin Fan had to make his mark. Contribution points could be exchanged for items, which was good for Lin Fan. The only thing to do now was to earn contribution points.

'Gather all members. We're going to do something big,' Lin Fan ordered.

'Yes, Captain.' Zhao Xiaomao was now Lin Fan's close follower. Hearing that there was something big to do, he was naturally excited.

At the camp square.

Over a hundred members stood in orderly fashion. Lin Fan stood on the high platform, with the Venerable Shakyamuni beside him.

Lin Fan looked at the team, which was beginning to take shape, and nodded contentedly.

The Rebel Army members stared intently at Lin Fan. The man on the high platform was their idolized captain. Joining the Rebel Army was an immense honor for them.

Lin Fan cleared his throat. 'Now that the Rebel Army is established, we need to do some big things. Zhao Xiaomao will lead a group to the Mission Square and accept all missions of Earth grade and above. Our Rebel Army will take on missions of all sizes.'

'Yes, Captain!' the Rebel Army members shouted in unison, their spirits high.

'Good. Starting tomorrow, our Rebel Army officially sets sail. At the same time, tell those around you that the doors of the Rebel Army are open to them. Join the Rebel Army and reach the pinnacle of life.' Lin Fan now wanted to expand the Rebel Army. As for whether they were strong or not, that wasn't an issue for Lin Fan.

No matter how strong they were, could they be stronger than him?

Even if someone was a waste, Lin Fan could train them into a genius.