Chapter 92: Crying Without Tears

The scenery of the Holy Sect was no less beautiful than those ethereal deep mountains and ancient forests. It was filled with a kind of vitality, and being in it made one feel alive.

Lin Fan looked at the five weeders he had carefully selected and felt quite satisfied. He believed that as long as he persevered, Nameless Peak would surely shine.

Lin Fan had some reputation within the Holy Sect, but it wasn't one of notoriety. In the eyes of the sect's disciples, he was likely an idiot.

Had you ever seen someone sit foolishly on a rock for ten whole days without moving?

Surely you hadn't, but now such a person truly existed—the one on Nameless Peak who had been granted the peak by the Sect Leader.

Lin Fan didn't care at all about the slightly disapproving looks from those around him.

Zhang Er'gou and the others, however, puffed out their chests and even relished the attention.

Look, when had they ever been noticed by so many people in the sect?

Look at the emotions in their eyes—envy, jealousy...

It was obvious that all this was because of the大人. The大人 was the大人, wherever he went, he radiated brilliance, dazzling everyone's eyes.

Zhang Er'gou regretted not having extorted more earlier. With the大人 around, would that guy dare to act recklessly?

From now on, he would become a peak disciple, under the command of a Supreme Elder. The identity of a menial disciple no longer suited him.

Thinking this, Zhang Er'gou raised his head even higher, wearing an expression that said, 'I'm really something.'

Gradually, who knew how much time had passed.

Zhang Er'gou was getting tired. Seeing the大人 still leading the way ahead, he wanted to ask but dared not, unsure when they would reach their destination.

Moreover, Zhang Er'gou began to feel something was off.

Which peak was this direction leading to?

The Holy Sect currently had ten known peaks. Nine were held by Supreme Elders, and one was under the Sect Leader's control.

But according to the current direction, they were heading northwest. Was there a peak there that he didn't know about?

Gradually, the bustling scenery disappeared.

Weeds began to sprout along the roadside, and the brick path turned into a steep stone road.

"大人, where are we going?" Zhang Er'gou asked cautiously, afraid his abrupt question might displease the大人.

"Almost there, it's just ahead," Lin Fan said, pointing to a peak that rose like a mushroom.

Zhang Er'gou and the others looked in the direction the大人 pointed. As they did, their faces instantly turned pale.

This was nothing like what they had expected.

"D...大人, this peak should be Nameless Peak. It seems uninhabited," Zhang Er'gou stammered, feeling as if his life had suddenly fallen from heaven to hell.

"Yes, but it's no longer called Nameless Peak. It's now called Holy Demon Peak. The Sect Leader granted it to me, and I will establish the Holy Demon Sect here," Lin Fan said with a smile, looking at Zhang Er'gou and the others with an expression that said they had hit the jackpot.

You are the first batch of weeding disciples of the Holy Demon Sect. When the sect grows strong, you'll be its veterans.

"Ah..." Zhang Er'gou was stunned. How could this be? This wasn't what he had imagined. Shouldn't he be going to those lofty peaks?

How did it come to this scene?

Looking at the dense, worn stone steps, Zhang Er'gou suddenly realized he might be in for a tragedy.

At the same time, the others who had followed Lin Fan suddenly remembered something—a legend about Nameless Peak.

Legend had it that the Sect Leader had granted Nameless Peak to an idiot who sat motionless on a rock, and that idiot was going to establish a sect there.

Could the legendary idiot be the so-called big shot standing before them?

At that moment, everyone except Zhang Er'gou changed color. If that were true, they had been royally screwed.

As menial disciples, they weren't well off, but at least they had a place to live, clothes to wear, and food to eat. With some effort, they might even become outer disciples.

But if they followed this guy up the peak, everything would change.

Up there, there would be no lodging, no clothes, no food—everything would depend on themselves. Thinking about it, they felt they had been tricked.

Why had they come? If they had known beforehand, they would never have come even if it meant death.

"Alright, follow me up. We'll reach the peak soon," Lin Fan said, still unaware of their expressions, secretly pleased that once he got them up the peak, they wouldn't be able to run.

Coming was easy, but leaving would be hard. They wouldn't be allowed to leave until the work was done.

"Ouch,大人, I have a stomachache. It hurts so much I can't stand it. I need to find a latrine first," one of them suddenly cried out, clutching his stomach.

Lin Fan was slightly surprised. Just as he was about to let him go, another person started shouting.

"Ouch,大人, I just remembered I left something in my old quarters.大人, let me go get it, and I'll be right back."

...

Lin Fan was speechless. These guys were playing tricks on him. This... this...

Just as Lin Fan was about to stop them, the other four except Zhang Er'gou turned and ran off swiftly.

No kidding, in this situation, it was better to stay as a menial disciple than to stay here. Zhang Er'gou had definitely led them astray. They had thought it was a good gig, but it turned out to be a hard labor job.

If they really followed this guy up the peak, they'd be crying before they knew it.

"You..." Zhang Er'gou stared wide-eyed at the four who ran faster than dogs, his body trembling slightly. He wanted to shout to them.

Please take me with you.

But just then, Zhang Er'gou felt a chilling gaze fixed on him, and his body shuddered.

"Ah, what's wrong with those guys, running off like that?大人, don't be angry. I'll go catch them right now," Zhang Er'gou said fiercely.

But just as he was about to move, a faint voice reached his ears.

"Forget it. Let them go. Don't chase them. If you go back there, I won't be able to protect you," Lin Fan said calmly, with a hint of helplessness, but he had Zhang Er'gou figured out.

Zhang Er'gou froze. Suddenly, he remembered that when he left, he had shown off in front of his enemies. If he went back now, wouldn't he be beaten to death?

Thinking this, Zhang Er'gou shuddered, then put on a smiling face and said to Lin Fan, "Right, right,大人 is right. Let them go. Er'gou is still here."

"Mm, let's go." Lin Fan nodded.

Zhang Er'gou stood there, watching the大人's back, suddenly feeling like he wanted to die.

This was all karma. Ancestral graves emitting green smoke? More like black smoke!

Zhang Er'gou was now crying without tears, and could only follow the大人 with tears in his eyes.