Chapter 777: The Overbearing Disciples

The feeling of stepping on a kindergarten is truly delightful.

“Are you all excited to see me?” Lin Fan asked with a smile.

“Boss…”

Sha Dulong was at a loss for words, then shook his head violently and pinched himself, realizing it wasn’t a dream—everything was so real.

“Boss, have you really returned?” Sha Dulong asked hoarsely, disbelief in his voice.

“Of course, could it be fake? But you guys are too weak—just a small fry like that beat you to this state.” Lin Fan said with a faint smile, then pointed his finger, and a ring of light rippled outward from his fingertip, circle after circle, brimming with supreme life force.

The Fourteen Bandits of the Desert were severely wounded, their flesh torn, but under this life force, they recovered at a terrifying speed, becoming whole again in an instant.

Sha Dulong and the others noticed the change in themselves, their faces filled with shock.

They hadn’t expected their boss to possess such a miraculous technique.

“Boss, that guy is naturally just a small fry in your eyes. If it weren’t for you, we might never have seen you again,” Sha Dulong said thankfully.

In the five years since Lin Fan left, Sha Dulong had been striving to improve his strength.

But their talent wasn’t strong, so their progress had always been slow.

This was naturally Lin Fan’s fault—he had forgotten to train them when he left. If he had improved their aptitudes, they might have soared to the heavens in these five years.

“He killed the elder! He killed the elder!”

At that moment, the group of Nine Spirit Sect disciples suddenly cried out in panic.

“You’re crazy…”

One disciple had just roared when another covered his mouth, his face full of terror.

They hadn’t expected Elder Feng to die like that.

“Boss, didn’t you ascend? Why are you back?” Now that their big brother had returned, Sha Dulong was naturally fearless, and the Nine Spirit Sect no longer mattered.

“Came back to take a look, and to bring you all up with me.” That was Lin Fan’s intention this time.

Lin Fan had subdued “Jie” and “Gengu,” and also slain “Sheng.”

Now, only six of the ancient clan’s supremes remained.

For the ancient clan, this was a disaster.

After slaying “Sheng,” he obtained the eternal throne of the ancient clan, the most crucial thing for them to attain the eternal divine seat.

Gengu’s ferocious might was unparalleled, but Lin Fan had crippled him. Back then, to prevent Gengu from recovering, Lin Fan had sacrificed one of Gengu’s arms, leaving him unable to return to his peak.

That sacrificed arm had probably been used by “Sheng” long ago.

But now, with “Sheng’s” eternal throne, it wouldn’t be difficult for Gengu to return to his peak.

“Ascension?” Sha Dulong was stunned at the words, then his face lit up with excitement. “Boss, does ascension mean becoming eternal?”

Though Sha Dulong and the others hadn’t reached that level, every warrior had a goal: to attain the strongest and achieve eternity.

“Haha, you wish. Well, let’s not talk about that now. You all follow me for now.” This time, Lin Fan was ready for a good fight.

In Lin Fan’s view, humanity was stronger than any other race in the myriad realms, but they lacked a guide.

But now, with a talent like me leading them, humanity was definitely going to take off.

In an instant, Lin Fan looked at the distant Nine Spirit Sect disciples.

When the Nine Spirit Sect disciples met Lin Fan’s gaze, their hearts trembled, engulfed in fear.

They had witnessed him crush Elder Feng with one step; if he wanted to deal with them, it would be as easy as stepping on an ant.

“Get lost.” Lin Fan’s voice was like thunder, bursting the eardrums of the Nine Spirit Sect disciples.

But at this moment, hearing these words, the disciples were overjoyed—to survive was a great blessing.

Nine Spirit Sect?

Lin Fan already knew that the Nine Spirit Sect was something his disciple You Jiuling had set up.

“Sigh.”

“Those two little girls really can’t stay still.” Lin Fan felt helpless. He had only been gone five years, and they had already stirred up such trouble. If he were gone ten or twenty years, wouldn’t the Xuanhuang Realm be turned upside down?

The soldiers of Desolate City stared dumbfounded at the scene before them.

The Nine Spirit Sect elder, who could command wind and rain in the city, had been crushed to death just like that.

If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, who would believe it?

“Boss, where are we going now?”

“To teach those two girls a lesson.” Lin Fan gazed into the distance; everything in the Xuanhuang Realm was within a single thought.

…

Shengxuan City.

It was the largest city in the Xuanhuang Realm.

Its population numbered in the billions, and its land was as vast as the starry river.

For ordinary commoners, it would take years to see all of Shengxuan City’s sights.

But for true experts, traveling from the north to the south of Shengxuan City took only a day or two.

At this moment, a group of people on the street drew everyone’s attention.

Passing commoners shrank back in fear.

Mainly because the Fourteen Bandits of the Desert looked quite frightening, clearly not like good people.

“Shengxuan City truly lives up to being the largest city in the Xuanhuang Realm—prosperous beyond compare. Even the roads are much wider than those in Desolate City,” Sha Dulong remarked with emotion.

“Indeed.” Lin Fan couldn’t help but sigh. In just five years, he hadn’t expected such great changes.

If given another ten or twenty years, who knew how far the Xuanhuang Realm would develop.

“Make way! Make way!”

Just then, a commotion came from ahead.

The originally bustling street suddenly fell into chaos.

Lin Fan and the Fourteen Bandits of the Desert stood by the roadside as a luxurious beast-drawn carriage sped by. The carriage was enormous, with gauze curtains hanging all around, and a graceful figure reclined leisurely inside.

She was long accustomed to everything around her.

At that moment, a vendor ahead couldn’t dodge in time. Just as he was about to be hit, Lin Fan raised a finger and sent a gust of wind, instantly knocking the vendor aside.

The vendor, who had thought he would be killed, got up from the ground, his face full of terror, yet also feeling somewhat puzzled.

“That’s the carriage of the Nine Spirit Sect’s Female Emperor.”

“Indeed, truly luxurious. But driving so fast in the city—what if they hit someone?”

“Shh! Do you want to die? If they hear you, you’ll be in trouble.”

“Sigh, the Nine Spirit Female Emperor is peerlessly beautiful, but why is she so overbearing?”

“I heard the Saint Demon Sect and the Nine Spirit Sect are having a duel here. I wonder how it will turn out.”

“The Saint Demon Sect and the Nine Spirit Sect are both the same. These sects are so overbearing—why doesn’t the city lord step in to stop them?”

“These are all major sects. If the city lord dared to say a word, his life would probably be in danger.”

…

Lin Fan stood there silently, not saying a word, but his brow furrowed involuntarily.

“Damn, from the sound of it, these two disciples of mine are even more overbearing than me?”

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