The Strongest System - Chapter 175

Chapter 175: Ways Of A Good Host

p>Lin Fan headed back silently. Zhang Ergou’s grooming plan was slowly coming into shape within his mind. As for the specifics, he needed time to go through it thoroughly.

After all, Zhang Ergou had received a huge blow in life, and was going to be reclusive for quite some time.

In the evening, before the sun had set, a group of unwanted guests arrived at Nameless Peak.

“Lin Fan, the sect has nowhere else to house them. Hence, I offered them residence at yours.” Senior Elder Wuya came and explained things personally.

“No problem! They’re most welcome!” Upon hearing Senior Elder Wuya’s request, Lin Fan was delighted. He was a wonderful host. Of course, he’d welcome these foreign friends with open arms.

“Rest assured that I’ll take the best care of them, Elder.” Lin Fan said solemnly. He then turned to the group of Jiuxiao Sect disciples and smiled widely as a kind host should.

“You don’t have to do that either. The sparring takes place tomorrow. They’ll only be here for one night.” Wuya nodded and smiled.

Even though what happened in the noon had caused Jiuxiao Sect to lose face tremendously, Wuya believed that Lin Fan did not mean it.

“Sure, no problem still. After all, it’s quiet around here at Nameless Peak. Things would get lively with these guys around!” Lin Fan then called out to Zhang Ergou, “Hurry up and prepare the premises! Remember, bring out all of the best stuff we have for the guests!’

Even though Zhang Ergou was dealt a heavy blow, he hid it rather well as he headed forth with a smile on his face.

“Here, here. Senior Brothers, please follow me!” Even though Zhang Ergou’s face was somewhat pitiful, his exuberant and welcoming expression still gave off a good feeling to the guests.

Xinfeng looked at Lin Fan with bitterness on his face. He was once again reminded of what had happened today. Even though the feast was sumptuous, it tasted like nothing to Xinfeng. The only thing on his mind were the events of the day.

Now that he was on Nameless Peak and caught sight of this guy again, he was naturally displeased.

“Brother Yichu, please stay here temporarily tonight then.” Senior Elder Wuya laughed.

“Alright, this seems like a pretty decent place as well. I’ll let my disciples have a good rest so that they can have a good showing tomorrow.” Liang Yichu had long thrown the earlier events to the back of his head. Even though Jiuxiao Sect had lost face earlier on, the results of tomorrow’s sparring would determine the truth.

To be able to regain face was something glorious as well.

“Senior Elder Wuya, leave this place to me. I’ll show these guys the wonderful ways of a good host of Glory Sect. It’ll be sure to leave an everlasting memory!” Lin Fan patted on his own chest.

Senior Elder Wuya nodded in approval. For the sect to have a disciple such as Lin Fan was a great fortune for Glory Sect indeed.

“Have a good rest then, Brother Yichu.” Wuya bid Liang Yichu goodbye as he left.

…

The moment Senior Elder Wuya left, Lin Fan’s face of sincere assurance changed instantaneously as he started laughing evilly.

Of all places these guys could land at, they ended up at Nameless Peak. Of course, Lin Fan had to ‘host’ them nicely. Otherwise, he’d let down the honor of Nameless Peak!

Since the sparring was tomorrow, as a member of Glory Sect, he had to do his part to allow his fellow Juniors to obtain a good result.

But, as everyone would know, Lin Fan was not a despicable, shameless and devious man. Such underhanded tricks were, of course, troubling for him.

“Master! There are so many people!” Cai Zhiqiao clapped happily at the sight of all the crowd at the quiet Nameless Peak. Lin Fan did not say anything as he fondled his darling disciple’s head. His eyes glinted as he looked at the crowd.

…

Nightfall…

The Jiuxiao Sect disciples were gathered in a hall as Liang Yichu was discussing tomorrow’s events.

“For tomorrow’s sparring, all of you need to showcase your utmost strength to obtain good results!” Liang Yichu was extremely confident. After all, the geniuses present for this sparring this time round were all Jiuxiao Sect’s elites.

Especially his own disciple, who was a genius amongst geniuses. Even though the mishap in the afternoon went awry, he believed that it was just a slip of carelessness on his part.

For tomorrow’s stage, where the competition was going to be fair, things would be different.

“Don’t worry, Elder. We’ll definitely put in our very best tomorrow to obtain the highest honors!” The Jiuxiao Sect disciples echoed together.

“Yes, very good. Head back to recharge yourselves and gather your mood. We’ll go for a good one tomorrow!”

…

Within Lin Fan’s house…

Lin Fan, Zhang Ergou, Mie Qiongqi and Feng Bujue sat in a circle, and were deep in whispers.

“Master, what are we to do tonight?” Zhang Ergou was clear of his Master’s capabilities. For these guys to have a peaceful night at Nameless Peak, that was probably close to impossible.

Looking at the brightly lit houses outside, Lin Fan let out a smile. Waving for them to gather closer, all 4 of them bent their heads in a huddle as Lin Fan whispered out his plan. In the end, the 4 of them looked at each other as each of them let out an evil laugh.

The night was dark.

Very dark.

Nameless Peak was mostly quiet, except for the occasional chirp of the birds. The houses on the west were where the Jiuxiao Sect disciples resided.

Between the houses of every disciple were a couple of other houses.

Wang Yanglin was a genius of Jiuxiao Sect. While he was definitely nothing much compared to Xinfeng, he was still nothing to be scoffed at in terms of cultivation base or innate potential.

Therefore, he was naturally ready for this time’s genius sparring. Even though Senior Brother Xinfeng was strong, Wang Yanglin too craved for battle.

Wang Yanglin was seated cross-legged on his bed in cultivation state. Streams of energy emitted from his nose as he breathed out, and swirled around his body before culminating above his head again.

Just then, some noises came from outside. Alerted, Wang Yanglin shot upright as he opened his eyes wide.

“Senior Brother…is it true? Do we really have…ghosts on Nameless Peak?!?”

“How would I know! But you should at least have heard of Nameless Peak’s history, right?”

“What…history!!”

The men who spoke sounded extremely nervous.

“Nameless Peak used to be called Graveyard Peak and buried the bodies of disciples who died for Glory Sect. Even though their bodies have since been shifted, it’s been said that when night falls, the temperature tends to dip down as these ghosts start roaming the lands…!”

…

“Please don’t scare me, Senior Brother. I’m a timid man!”

“Don’t worry, even if these ghosts were to appear, they wouldn’t harm you nor me. After all, we’re their Junior Brothers even if they’re in the afterlife!”

“Oh, right! Right!”

…

Even though the noises outside gradually went away, they remained ringing within Wang Yanglin’s ears.

Graveyard Peak? Burial grounds for disciples who had died?

This…!

Wang Yanglin could not help but feel goosebumps appear up his neck and arms. Surveying his surroundings, the temperature did seem somewhat cold!

Could there really be…ghosts?!?

Wang Yanglin stood up from his bed as he looked around warily…

Chapter 176: A Night Of Tension

p>The night was really dark. As the wind howled outside, there were dark shadows every now and then appearing through the paper windows.

This would have seemed normal to Wang Yanglin on any other day. But after hearing the remarks just now, he was now somewhat nervous.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Yanglin stretched his body and reassured himself, “How could there be things such as ghosts in this world? Furthermore, my fellow brother disciples are all around. If any ghosts were to appear, they’d be knocked back to the afterlife in no time!”

In order to calm his mind, Wang Yanglin sat back on his bed and went back to his cultivation state.

It was dead silent outside.

Suddenly, Wang Yanglin’s eyes darted wide open. He had sensed the presence of something outside. But the opening of his eyes brought him an intense terror, as the shadow of a human figure was standing right outside his paper window shone through the moonlight.

“Who…” Wang Yanglin asked in a deep and cautious voice. The figure did not reply. It just stood there, silent and still. Wang Yanglin’s breathing grew heavier, as his heart thumped harder with his tightening chest.

Gritting his teeth, he darted towards the door and pushed it wide open. He was determined to see who was trying to make a fool of him. But nobody was there. The shadow on his paper window had disappeared as well.

Wang Yanglin gulped down his saliva as he stepped back into his house to take a look. But once again, the shadow could be seen clearly from within the house. In fact, it now seemed like it was moving with a twisted neck

“WHO!” This time round, Wang Yanglin was shouting.

“What’s wrong, Senior Brother?” A disciple called out, hearing the commotion.

“Nothing much.” Wang Yanglin gradually calmed down. He asked around, “Junior Brother, is there anything strange going on around your area?”

“Nopes, not really?’ The disciple shook his head, puzzled. He came over in front of Wang Yanglin to check things out.

“Could you be too stressed out, Senior Brother?”

“No…” Wang Yanglin heaved a sigh of relief. Could it be that he was really too stressed out? But at that very moment, Wang Yanglin froze.

Behind his Junior Brother…was a ghostly figure. Clad entirely in white, its face was covered entirely with its hair. Wang Yanglin stumbled backward a few steps. When he blinked again, the figure was gone.

“Senior Brother, what’s wrong…?”

Wang Yanglin’s breathing intensified, “No…no, nothing. I must have seen wrongly. I must be way too tense.”

“Oh, right. Relax, Senior Brother. Have a good rest!”

“Yes.”

…

Back in the house, Wang Yanglin poured himself a cup of tea from the teapot to calm his nerves. Looking down, he noticed that what he was pouring was no longer tea… but blood.

He dropped the teapot in shock as it shattered into pieces.

Something else was happening.

On his bed, words were being scrawled in blood red: ‘What a tragic death I had…’

Wang Yanglin couldn’t stop retreating as he stared at everything in utmost shock. Looking at those bloodied words, Wang Yanglin was trembling from head to toe.

Lin Fan, who was in invisibility state, looked at Wang Yanglin’s stunned face and chuckled silently. Seemed like this guy was scared just about enough. It was time to move on to the next victim.

With this scare, Wang Yanglin remained awake the entire night, keeping himself at high alert. This night was equally sleepless for some of the other Jiuxiao Sect disciples as well.

Next day…

The sparring was about to begin.

The sparring was to be held at Zhongtian Peak, where Glory Sect’s biggest stage was housed.

The arrangements around the stage were specially decorated by Zhongtian Peak’s own Senior Elder, Lu Mingyang. Things were set such that disciples could enjoy the sparring thoroughly without any fear of safety issues.

Zhongtian Peak was extremely crowded, as disciples of Glory Sect swarmed and gathered to observe this once in three years spar. Not only were they full of hopes for Glory Sect to do well, but they were also ready to be amazed by their Senior Brothers’ spectacular performances.

Just then, Lin Fan was deep in discussion with Senior Elder Wuya. He had had no intentions of joining the sparring, but was forced up the stage by Senior Elder Wuya.

“Ah, Lin Fan. I’ve already told them yesterday that you’re a genius of the sect. Please bear with it and head up for a spar.”

“Doesn’t that just show how little confidence you have for our sect’s geniuses, Elder Wuya?”

The thought came across Lin Fan’s head. Senior Elder Wuya probably had no other candidates. Hence, he had no choice but to look for Lin Fan. After all, it was Lin Fan’s own fault for being such a dazzling character.

Wuya looked at Lin Fan, those eyes of his seemed to be saying, ‘You know way too much.’

“Arrival of the Jiuxiao Sect members!” An announcement was made.

Elder Liang Yichu appeared with his disciples following tightly behind him. But what startled the Glory Sect disciples was the fact that those disciples seemed somewhat worse for wear. They looked haggard beyond words, as though they did not have rest for the past couple of days.

“Look at those Jiuxiao Sect disciples! What happened to them? They look really tired out!”

“No idea, but they look as though they could collapse at any moment!”

…

Wang Yanglin was within the crowd, but he looked totally listless. After what happened last night, he had not a wink of sleep as he was filled with tension.

He did not even dare to close his eyes, as though something fearful would happen once he did so.

Looking at Wang Yanglin, Lin Fan felt helpless as well. After all, how could a man with such a high cultivation base be so timid?

Ghosts? Goodness, if anyone heard of it, they’d be laughing their asses off.

Lin Fan headed over to the inner sect disciples’ area. Zong Hentian sat there, eyes closed in concentration.

“How’s it going?” Lin Fan patted him on the shoulders.

“Still alright, Junior Master.” Zong Hentian was somewhat nervous as well. Especially looking at Xinfeng with his pompous aura, Zong Hentian’s eyelids twitched a little.

“Good luck, Junior Master Lin!” Someone shouted from behind Zong Hentian. It was Ye Shaotian.

“Yes.” Lin Fan nodded his head.

“Junior Master, we’ll all be rooting for you over here! The disciples they’ve sent over feel much stronger than three years ago. Do take care!” Even though Ye Shaotian and gang were outer sect disciples, their cultivation potential and wisdom were not far off from inner sect disciples. It was just that they had yet to reach the required cultivation base.

But it was only a matter of time before they did.

Perhaps, some of them might even be able to take part in the sparring three years later.

Chapter 177: A Finger To Break All Skills

p>Zhongtian Peak’s Podium…

Grand Master Yan was seated high up on the podium. He asked softly, “Brother Wuya, does Glory Sect have any hopes this time around?”

“Don’t worry Senior Brother, I had them stay at Nameless Peak last night.” Senior Elder Wuya let out a smile on his face.

“Yes…” Listening to the news, Grand Master Yan nodded his head in satisfaction as well. “Let Yours Truly welcome them personally to showcase our respect for Jiuxiao Sect.”

…

Wuya followed closely behind his Senior Brother. The sparring this time around was something Glory Sect must definitely win. Even though this batch of Glory Sect’s disciple’s strength was lackluster compared to the previous batch, strength was not all that was required for a victory. To win, one required strategy as well.

Planting these guys at Nameless Peak last night, with a guy like Lin Fan around, would they be let off the hook so easily? Hehe.

“Brother Yichu, how was your rest last night?” Since the Grand Master had come personally, Liang Yichu had to reply with utmost courtesy.

“Thank you for your concerns, Grand Master Yan. Everything was fine last night.’ He said it from his mouth, but his heart was filled with doubts looking at some of his disciples’ shagged out looks. He could not help but wonder what happened last night.

But it was all fine. As long as his personal disciple could obtain the first position in the sparring, nothing else would matter.

…

Lin Fan waited patiently among the inner sect disciples for the beginning of the sparring. Even though this was just an agreement between the ancestors in the past, it was now as good as a battle of sorts between the two sects.

DONG!

The gong rang loudly. Wuya stood high up on the podium and shouted, “The thousandth Genius Sparring will begin officially! Rules of the sparring: ten disciples from Glory Sect, ten from Jiuxiao Sect, they will draw their opponents through lots! But remember, the sparring is secondary only to friendship! Our relationship is the most important! No one must take the life of another! The ultimate victor will be the recognized strongest genius of the two sects! Begin drawing lots!”

“Junior Master, let’s go draw a lot.” Zong Hentian rose while saying.

“Yes.”

In the middle of the sparring ring were two sealed boxes, towards which each sect’s disciples headed forth. The moment Lin Fan stepped into the ring, he waved to his Glory Sect disciples.

“VICTORY BE TO JUNIOR MASTER!”

“VICTORY BE TO JUNIOR MASTER!”

Zhang Ergou was leading the cheers, waving a huge flag and shouting. Based on his master’s instructions, he had created an extremely large flag. Since Glory Sect was the home ground, he was determined to give a good showing to have the other party get nervous.

With Zhang Ergou taking charge along with all the other disciples who revered Lin Fan, they cheered in unison. Zhongtian Peak’s skies were filled with shouts of cheers for Lin Fan.

To these outer sect disciples, Lin Fan was their most idolized man in the sect. Therefore, they naturally hoped that their own sect would take victory in the genius sparring as well.

Grand Master Yan, who was on the podium, smiled at the scene. He was heartened by what was happening.

“Brother Yichu, what do you think of our disciples? Arent they energetic?” Wuya laughed and asked. Liang Yichu took a glance at Wuya and did not say much. “Alright, I suppose.”

Liang Yichu could not disagree outright. But he did take notice to remember this scene. When the sparring was to be held at Jiuxiao Sect next, he’d be sure to show these guys the energy of Jiuxiao Sect as well.

The disciples who were drawing lots on the ring felt a little shaken by the cheers as well.

Grand. They were filled with vigor indeed, these guys. From the depths of their hearts, they actually started feeling a little nervous.

After drawing lots, the disciples lined up as Elder Putong took charge of the administrative matters.

“Junior Master, what’s your lot?” Zong Hentian asked while looking at his own lot.

“Number ten.”

“I wonder which lot that Xinfeng of Jiuxiao Sect has drawn.” Zong Hentian said, somewhat nervous. Lin Fan snuck a peek at Elder Putong’s records. Xinfeng had drawn lot one, which was far from himself.

“Let the sparring begin!”

“Jiuxiao Sect Lot one, Xinfeng versus Glory Sect Lot one, Chou Tianran!”

Glory Sect’s side…

“Good luck, Junior Brother.” Zong Hentian patted on Chou Tianran’s shoulders.

“Yes.” Chou Tianran took a deep breath before he leaped up the sparring ring.

It was much quieter at Jiuxiao Sect’s side as Xinfeng leaped up the ring expressionless. Xinfeng’s only enemy was Lin Fan. He did not regard anyone else in his eyes.

Disciples below were cheering for their respective Senior Brothers.

“I don’t want to hurt you. Admit your defeat.” Xinfeng said coldly.

“Senior Brother Xinfeng, I humbly acknowledge that I am not your match. But to go down without a fight is not something I can accept.”

Xinfeng snorted coldly. He did not have anything else to say.

“BEGIN…!”

The first match started at the call of Elder Putong.

“No offense, Senior Brother.” Chou Tianran’s aura exploded immediately as he pulled a long halberd out of thin air. Disciples who were watching were momentarily stunned at this shocking scene.

“Indeed, this child Tianran has potential.” Senior Elder Wuya nodded in acknowledgment on watching the scene.

“But it’s not enough.” Elder Liang Yichu laughed. Even though this disciple was somewhat decent, he was definitely nothing compared to his own Xinfeng.

“Hmph.” Wuya snorted coldly. What a cocky fellow.

“Nine Dragon’s Doom!”

Just then, Chou Tianran shouted as his body glowed with a golden light, 9 dragons emerging from him into the air, wrapping around the halberd. Tearing apart the air between them, he dashed towards Xinfeng with the halberd pointing towards the latter.

Xinfeng was standing with both hands behind his back, and was not in the least bit unnerved. He lifted his hand gently and raised a single finger.

“Break.”

Just then, time seemed to come to a still.

When Chou Tianran’s halberd touched Xinfeng’s finger, it stopped instantly. As though it was struck by an aura it could not withstand, the halberd shattered.

The 9 dragons coiled around the halberd wailed tragically as they vanished into thin air like smoke.

A black flash appeared.

The only feeling Chou Tianran felt was as though he was about to be suffocated within his heart. The next thing he knew, Xinfeng was in front of him with a finger on Chou Tianran’s forehead.

Chou Tianran shuddered, as an aura of death wrapped itself around his heart.

“You’ve lost.” Xinfeng said as he retracted his finger and turned around. Chou Tianran stood there silently, eventually bowing his head, “Thank you for your mercy, Senior Brother.”

The audience disciples stood around dumbstruck. They had not expected the first match to end just like that.

It was indeed instantaneous. There was no reaction at all.

On the other hand, cheers erupted from Jiuxiao Sect’s side. Those cheers were like heavy hammers, smashing down on Glory Sect disciple’s heavy hearts.

“How was it, Brother Wuya? A finger which can break all skills… the highest state of sword mastery.” Liang Yichu smiled.

“Hmph.” Wuya turned his head around, refusing to reply the other party. He even rolled his eyes backward.

“First Match. Victory to Jiuxiao Sect’s Xinfeng!”

“Second Match. Jiuxiao Sect Lot two Feng Xiaoling versus Glory Sect Lot two Zong Hentian!’

Chapter 178: This Piece Of Sky Belongs To Me

p>”It’s him…” Zong Hentian’s expression changed, as he looked at the man who stood up.

“Who is he?” Lin Fan asked.

“He is one of Jiuxiao Sect’s disciples who is very strong. I saw him once in the forbidden grounds expedition. And he was strong… Very strong.” Zong Hentian’s mind had some misgivings about this now.

He had not noticed it at the start. But upon hearing the name, he started having some recollections.

The loss of the first match had already been a morale suppressor for Glory Sect. Zong Hentian had thought that he would have a firm victory in the second match to stabilize the crowd. But by the looks of it, things weren’t going to be so easy after all.

“Fellow brothers, I was unable to win.” Chou Tianran walked over with his head bowed down, somewhat downcast. Evidently, he was both blaming himself for the loss and feeling helpless for drawing out Xinfeng’s lot in the first match.

“Don’t be too hard on yourself, Junior Brother. Junior Master is probably the only one who can match up with Xinfeng. To even bear courage to face him without cowering, that’s the biggest victory you could have given us.” Zong Hentian consoled him.

“Yes.” Chou Tianran nodded as he looked at Zong Hentian. “You’re up next, Senior Brother. Good luck.’

Zong Hentian nodded his head. Towards this, he did not have the utmost confidence.

Lin Fan took a look at Feng Xiaoling of Jiuxiao Sect. Given Zong Hentian’s current strength, the chances of him taking this was going to be quite a challenge. The chance was slim.

Even though he was not as strong as Xinfeng, Lin Fan could tell that Feng Xiaoling was nothing to be scoffed at.

Fck man.

The more Lin Fan looked, the more pissed he was. How come Jiuxiao Sect’s disciples all made their Glory Sect’s disciples look like pssies?

But thinking back of Mie Qiongqi, Lin Fan understood as well.

If Mie Qiongqi had not committed the mistake, he would be undefeatable in the genius sparring today as well.

Even Xinfeng would not be a match for Mie Qiongqi. But now that Lin Fan had Mie Qiongqi trained under him, and thus unable to take part in the sparring, there was naturally no one left to deal with Xinfeng.

“Brother Wuya, even though Feng Xiaoling is nothing compared to my disciple, he is can still be considered number one or two among the geniuses. I’m afraid that your disciples aren’t going to stand a chance against him.” Liang Yichu smiled.

Wuya took a look at Grand Master Yan. Grand Master Yan’s expression was warm and calm, totally unfazed by the loss of Glory Sect. Wuya sighed helplessly, “Victory is yet to be determined, Brother Yichu. Don’t count your eggs too early.”

“Nah, that’s impossible.” Liang Yichu waved his hands. Based on their cultivation bases, one could determine whose victory it was going to be easy.

…

“Hentian. On a scale of one to ten, how confident are you of winning.” Lin Fan asked.

“Three.” Zong Hentian hesitated slightly before giving his highest possibility.

Zong Hentian was not someone who was humble. Therefore, if he were certain of this victory, he would be extremely confident. This just showed that he was clearly aware of the opponent’s strength this time around.

From the forbidden grounds expedition, even though Zong Hentian had not exchanged blows with him directly, he was able to make out just how strong this man was by looking at him.

“Yours Truly can grant you a firm victory, but you have to undergo some pains.” With this matchup, Lin Fan too was uncomfortable with losing two in a row. No matter what, he had to make it a tie at least.

“As long as I can win, I’m willing to endure anything, Junior Master.” Zong Hentian looked at Lin Fan earnestly. As long as he could take this back for Glory Sect, he would do anything.

Looking at Zong Hentian’s determined face, Lin Fan nodded. He then waved around, “Come guys, huddle around me.”

Even though the other geniuses did not know what Lin Fan was up to, they still huddled closely with his orders. Surrounding Lin Fan and Zong Hentian, no one could see what they were up to.

Ripping off his sleeve, Lin Fan handed it to Zong Hentian, “Here, bite onto this. Do not scream out loud.”

Lin Fan was ready for a massacre as he prepared to decimate his own teammates.

‘Ball Kicking’ had 2 effects. 1: One would instantly lose all will to fight. 2: One would be driven into a frenzy and explode with pure power.

Even though both effects differed from one another, the pain one would feel was the same.

Looking at Junior Master Lin’s solemn expression, Zong Hentian took a deep breath and bit onto the sleeve. He nodded his head repeatedly, indicating to Junior Master Lin that he was ready.

“Open your legs.” Lin Fan ordered.

Without hesitation, Zong Hentian spread open his legs.

Lin Fan’s expression changed as he stared at Zong Hentian’s crotch area.

His mind began turning away, calculating the velocity, angle, and strength he would use.

Zong Hentian’s forehead started beading with sweat. This sweat was not from any pain, but rather, nervousness. Just what was Junior Master Lin about to do?

What sort of method would grant him a guaranteed victory?

But looking at Junior Master Lin’s solemn expression, he knew that the method would be nothing simple.

“Alright, bear with it.” At that moment, Lin Fan’s eyes sparkled as his legs flew towards Zong Hentian’s crotch, carrying an aura of impotence.

BAM!

A dull thud rang out and Zong Hentian’s body shuddered, as though he was suffering from fits.

Zong Hentian’s initial flushed look turned a brilliant tomato red, as the veins on his neck began pulsating. Blood veins filled his pupils as his breathing intensified.

Zong Hentian took out the sleeve from his mouth as he struggled to stand still, his body twisted in different directions. His mouth was agape, as though he had many things to say but could not produce any sound.

“Alright, bear with it. Withstand this pain, and redirect it to your opponent!” Lin Fan knew that Zong Hentian must be in terrible pain. But for the sake of victory, he had to endure it.

“Will both parties enter the ring?” Elder Putong shouted.

Feng Xiaoling smiled as he leaped onto the ring gracefully. His long hair blew with the wind as he looked elegantly handsome. Stretching out his fingers, he spread open a fan in his palms.

This atmosphere, this stance. Countless of men would be ashamed of being near such a handsome man.

Even though the female disciples of Glory Sect were supposed to be rooting on for Glory Sect disciples, they too were momentarily stunned by his suaveness.

“What a handsome youth.” Lu Mingyang sat on the podium and couldn’t help but comment.

Liang Yichu laughed upon hearing this comment, “He is number one in Jiuxiao Sect for gracefulness, and is the ideal companion in the hearts of many female disciples. A combination of beauty and strength, he is indeed an ideal disciple.”

Looking at Liang Yichu’s smugness, Wuya glared at Lu Mingyang. Wasn’t this boosting the ego of others at the sake of oneself? Lu Mingyang looked at Senior Brother Wuya’s expression and chuckled helplessly as well.

And just then, Zong Hentian appeared on the ring.

But something shocking happened.

Zong Hentian’s legs were spread open, as though there was something wrong with him as he walked a step at a time. Even Wuya frowned at that somewhat comical walking style of Zong Hentian.

Disgraceful. This was a disgrace to the sect!

“Brother Wuya, what an appearance by your genius! Indeed, this is a rare sight indeed.” Liang Yichu laughed out loudly.

“HAHA…! Is that guy sick or what!” Jiuxiao Sect’s disciples burst out laughing as well, pointing at Zong Hentian.

“Indeed, talented people do come out of Glory Sect! HAHA!”

…

Zong Hentian could only relieve himself slightly of the pain by spreading his legs wide open.

As to Junior Master Lin’s method, Zong Hentian still could not feel the difference at this point. The only thing he could feel right now was tremendous pain.

But he believed that Junior Master Lin would not deceive him.

Junior Master Lin had told him:

The moment he could stand upright with both legs…this piece of sky would belong to him, Zong Hentian.

Chapter 179: Nothing To Look Forward To

p>Sparring Ring…

Both disciples were initially pretty evenly matched up in terms of disposition. But the way Zong Hentian looked now, Feng Xiaoling’s demeanor completely and utterly crushed Zong Hentian like an ant.

“I’ve heard of your name back at Jiuxiao Sect. You’re one of the strongest geniuses of this generation’s disciples for Glory Sect.” Feng Xiaoling praised Zong Hentian. But another way to take it could be, ‘Hearing about you is nothing compared to meeting you here right now. What a disappointment! You’re not worthy of being coined as the equivalent of me back in Jiuxiao Sect.’

Feng Xiaoling was suave as he fanned himself gently, entirely disregarding Zong Hentian’s presence. Those high and mighty eyes of his let out a hint of disdain.

Zong Hentian wanted to rebut him badly, but he did not dare to open his mouth with this ongoing pain. He was afraid that he might pass out any moment if he did not focus on keeping awake.

Junior Master Lin’s method was way too cruel. If he had known beforehand, he would have chosen to lose than to endure such a pain.

This pain, was not something that was only limited to his physical self, but mental self as well.

“Good luck, Senior Brother Zong!” The geniuses who were participating waved to Zong Hentian, rooting him on. The audience disciples looked at one another. Gritting their teeth, they too broke into cheers.

No matter what, Zong Hentian was their Senior Brother. No matter how disgraceful this was, they still hoped that he would win.

“BEGIN!” Elder Putong looked at Zong Hentian and sighed. ‘What’s happening to Glory Sect these days.’

‘Are we really bound to lose this year?’

“By the looks of it, Jiuxiao Sect is going to take this match as well, Brother Wuya.” Liang Yichu chuckled as he watched the ring. Wuya was speechless as he remained fixated on the ring. Towards Liang Yichu’s smugness, he had no way to refute it.

Buck up…!

Feng Xiaoling folded up his fan and pointed it at Zong Hentian, “Strike then. I’m afraid that you might not have a chance to if I was to strike first.” Feng Xiaoling’s speech enraged the Glory Sect disciples as they discussed vehemently.

“What a cocky fella! This guy is even cockier than Xinfeng!”

“Even though I’ve got no idea why Senior Brother Zong is in this state today, but he should not have made those comments either way!”

“Senior Brother Zong is one of our strongest geniuses! What rights does he have to look down on Senior Brother Zong!”

“Good luck, Senior Brother Zong! Give this guy a taste of what Glory Sect’s powers are!”

…

Zong Hentian’s blood filled eyes glared at Feng Xiaoling. He was in such pain that there was no room for mercy anymore. But what he was furious about was that even though this guy was so bloody arrogant, his attention was still directed towards the pain in his own crotch!

“Strike. Stop wasting time.” Feng Xiaoling placed his hands behind his back as he stared at Zong Hentian.

“Stand up and settle this! There’re still matches to carry on from here on!” Lin Fan shouted over to Zong Hentian. To Lin Fan, the moment that Zong Hentian exploded, Feng Xiaoling would definitely not be his match.

Even though Zong Hentian was the first participant of this experiment, he was confident that a product of the system was definitely of good quality.

“That’s an interesting fellow of a teammate you have. Since he knows that you’re bound to lose, he’s hurrying you on for the rest of us. I think you should just admit defeat here. After all, it’s nothing to be ashamed of.” Feng Xiaoling laughed.

“You’re…wrong!” Zong Hentian took a deep breath, his voice somewhat hoarse.

“Hmm?” Feng Xiaoling’s face changed slightly.

Zong Hentian began to stand up more, and his legs were now only slightly spread. At that point, Zong Hentian’s energy within his body was already flowing at its peak, emitting sounds of vibrations within him.

“Ah…!”

Zong Hentian’s eyes focused as those eyes of his turned entirely bloodshot. Standing upright, the pain within his body had reached its epitome.

That long hair of his which was flowing with the wind began to stand upright.

“I…can’t take it anymore! FIGHT!” Zong Hentian’s sudden explosive roar shot out like a shockwave across the ring. Audience disciples who were of lower cultivation bases could feel their hearts trembling.

Lin Fan looked at the ring, startled as well.

He had not expected ‘Ball Kicking’ to be this effective! This Zong Hentian right now was worlds apart from the initial Zong Hentian!

“How could this be?!” Liang Yichu, who was watching the entire situation unfold, could not believe his eyes.

In just an instant, a burst of power radiated from within that disciple.

“Eh?” Wuya, who had begun to lose hope for this match, perked up. He had felt the difference in Zong Hentian’s powers.

This aura was strong… way stronger than before.

“COME!” Zong Hentian roared again as a whirlwind began swirling around his legs. He gripped his scalp. The pain from his crotch area had risen up to his entire body. He could no longer bear it anymore.

Feng Xiaoling’s arrogant look changed as well.

“This…!”

Before Feng Xiaoling could continue, the frenzied Zong Hentian screamed out.

“RECEIVE A PALM FROM ME.”

Zong Hentian strode forward. Every step he took which made contact with the ground burst out like thunder. True Energy exploded from Zong Hentian’s palm in Feng Xiaoling’s direction, repressing the latter. Feng Xiaoling got serious as he gathered up his True Energy as well. Laughing, he said, “Fine. Since you want it rough, let’s have a go at it.”

He too shot out his palm, shooting out True Energy. It was time to see who was the stronger one between him and Zong Hentian. Standing amongst the genius disciples, Lin Fan let out a smile, ‘There’s no need to watch anymore. Victory is clear.’

BAM!

A loud explosion happened as the True Energies met with each other in the middle, forming a typhoon of True Energy.

“And that’s all…” Feng Xiaoling laughed coldly. But his face changed in disbelief suddenly.

‘How could this be?!’

Zong Hentian’s face was flushed red as steam erupted from his head.

BAM!

Zong Hentian’s True Energy shot out at Feng Xiaoling, as the latter flew off the sparring ring like a kite which had lost its thread.

Cheers erupted from the crowd.

The Jiuxiao Sect disciples looked at one another in disbelief. What in the world happened just now? How could Feng Xiaoling lose just like that?

Liang Yichu too shot up standing upright, his jaws wide open. He wanted to shout out something, but no words would come out of his mouth.

“My apologies, Brother Yichu. Small victory.” Wuya had just snapped out of his own stupor and laughed. Grand Master Yan had not said anything from the start of the event. But looking at what happened, he too let out a smile.

The audience disciples were ecstatic.

“We won…WE WON!”

“HAHA! To think that we won this easily!”

“Indeed, Senior Brother Zong is Senior Brother Zong! To think that this guy was so cocky, but he was sent flying by Senior Brother Zong in an instant!”

Even some of the female disciples let out a look of disdain. Good to look at, but with no substance.

“Second Match. Glory Sect Disciple, Zong Hentian. Victory!”

…

“AGAIN!’ Zong Hentian glared at Feng Xiaoling who was knocked out, while roaring.

That palm was filled with sweat. With the outburst of the palm, his pain was shot out by a little. But now that this guy was knocked out, what was he to do about the remaining pain!

Feng Xiaoling struggled to stand up as he looked at Zong Hentian dumbfounded. He was still trying to figure out what had happened. How did he lose so firmly? This…this…!

And looking at the surrounding gazes, the handsome Feng Xiaoling blushed, feeling somewhat ashamed. Eventually, Zong Hentian who was still roaring uncontrollably on the ring, was dragged down by Lin Fan and the others.

The side effects of ‘Ball Kicking’ is pretty strong! Not only could it bring out someone’s potential, but it could also even bring about some intense battle hunger in them! Even though victory was already determined, Zong Hentian was still provoking the other party from the ring! How was Feng Xiaoling to hide his little ashamed face like this?

Looking at the tragic look on Feng Xiaoling’s face was enough to know what a blow he had been dealt by Zong Hentian.

Chapter 180: A Good Plan Is All That’s Required To Take Down The World

p>”Bravo, Senior Brother Zong!”

Even after Zong Hentian was dragged down, he was still receiving cheers and praises from the genius disciples. While they might have lost the first match, Zong Hentian’s epic comeback for them was nonetheless exhilarating.

Zong Hentian sat down as he gradually calmed down. He looked at Lin Fan with eyes of admiration, “This was all made possible thanks to Junior Master Lin. If not for Junior Master Lin, I would not be a match for that guy over there.”

Recalling himself back on the ring, pounding his chest like a gorilla and taunting Feng Xiaoling, Zong Hentian grew somewhat embarrassed. The image he had worked on building up in Glory Sect over the past had just disappeared just like that.

“Junior Master Lin, what was that secret skill you used?” Zong Hentian asked curiously. He had never heard of such a technique.

Of course, he knew of certain skills which could increase one’s prowess. But those skills were extremely rare to obtain and train up. Not only that, the boost they provided would definitely be nowhere near what Junior Master Lin did.

“It wasn’t a skill, just a method. How did you feel?”

“Extremely painful. Even now, I feel like all my strength has left my body, as if it was sucked up by the thin air.”

Lin Fan had an inkling of how it worked now. Seemed like one would totally exhaust all their energy after the huge power spike. He wondered if Ball Kicking would provide the same effect for himself.

But the thought was thrown away as quickly as it came. Kidding. He couldn’t kick himself anyway.

“How now brown cows? Would you guys want to give it a shot?” Lin Fan laughed and looked at the other junior disciples. Upon hearing it, all the other genius disciples waved their hands immediately.

“It’s okay, Junior Master Lin! Win or lose, what matters is that we give it our all!”

“That’s right! As long as Junior Master Lin takes the first position in the end, that’s all that matters! We’ll just try our best, that’s all!”

…

He has got to be shtting them. Looking at what happened to Senior Brother Zong had them all furtive. Especially recalling that stance of open leggedness he was walking with, that was a big no no.

It was okay to lose the spar. The key thing was that there were many female disciples within the audience watching them. How could they lose all of their image just like that?

How were they to find a partner in the future with that?

Lin Fan looked at them helplessly. Seemed like it was going to be difficult to look for a few more experimental lab rats.

…

In the matches that went on after, there were both victories and defeat. But on the whole, Jiuxiao Sect seemed to have the advantage.

Lin Fan had also gone up once. And as expected, he came off with a crushing victory.

The moment Lin Fan went up the ring, his air of imposingness exploded through the audience. Just that aura alone had him at an advantage. The opponent did not even have much will to resist him, and nature just took its course.

For the final fight, only 5 remained.

Three Jiuxiao Sect disciples and two Glory Sect disciples.

“Brother Wuya, seems like the odds of you guys winning are not in your favor eh?” Liang Yichu was pretty satisfied with these results. However, he was just one step away from getting his ideal results.

From his point of view, the winner of the genius sparring had ought to be a Jiuxiao Sect disciple to begin with. Now that things had come to this, victory was pretty much assured for Jiuxiao Sect.

“Not really. Nothing is determined yet.” Wuya smiled.

“Look at that disciple, Brother Wuya. His legs are already starting to tremble. Putting on a strong front. This is as good as having a three versus one!’ Liang Yichu laughed.

“Ha! Ha!” Wuya did not reply. He just rebutted Liang Yichu with his cold laugh.

…

“I’m afraid I’m done for, Junior Master Lin.” Zong Hentian said regrettably.

After Junior Master Lin’s power boosting, Zong Hentian had lost all the remaining strength he had. To be able to hold on till now was already a great effort by him.

“No worries…” Lin Fan waved his hands casually.

Looking at Junior Master Lin’s calm expression, Zong Hentian calmed down as well. By the looks of it, Junior Master Lin should be pretty assured of victory. Seemed like, it wouldn’t matter whether or not he, Zong Hentian, was around.

Looking at the three Jiuxiao Sect disciples, Lin Fan was in a predicament as well. ‘Fck, this shit’s bad.’

Based on actual cultivation base, he would definitely not be a match for any one of them even if it were a one on one match.

Even though he could definitely remain standing after receiving their blows, there was no way he could knock them out with his current strength.

What was he to do after he entered the ring?

As for the audience disciples, they were deep in discussion. By the looks of it, things weren’t looking too good for Glory Sect.

“What do you think the end will be?”

“No idea man! It’s hard to deny the strength of those three Jiuxiao Sect disciples!”

“True! And Senior Brother Zong seems somewhat worse for wear! Now that Junior Master Lin is the only one to hold the fort, seems like things are gonna be bad!”

“That’s right. Does anyone know what Junior Master Lin’s cultivation base is?”

“Eh? Actually, I’ve got no idea at all!”

…

Lin Fan knew that he had to come up with a plan. He couldn’t just head up there to take them down one by one.

But wait! If it were just one versus one with Xinfeng, he might be able to come up with something.

Taking a step forward, Lin Fan raised his head and looked at the Jiuxiao Sect disciples in disdain, “Xinfeng. We’re both the strongest geniuses respectively. Let’s not waste time. Just the two of us, one on one in the ring for a final bout. How about that?’

Xinfeng looked at Lin Fan and replied in a huff, “Sure!”

Towards Lin Fan’s words, none of the other geniuses had anything to refute. After all, they could not deny in their hearts that Xinfeng was the strongest genius in Jiuxiao Sect.

Rather than wasting everyone’s time, it’d be better to let the two of them duke it out.

“Not bad, Brother Wuya. Seems like your disciple is pretty street smart to understand my Xinfeng’s character so thoroughly. But just little tricks like these aren’t enough to secure him the victory. You know that, right?” Liang Yichu said.

“Well, you tell me then. What can your other disciples do even if they head up to the ring? Isn’t that still a waste of time in the end?” Wuya replied calmly.

…

Lin Fan and Xinfeng stood on the stage, glaring at each other with gleams in their eyes.

“I was careless with what happened yesterday. You’ll be dreaming if you think that you can repeat the same thing again.” Regarding yesterday’s incident, Xinfeng deeply thought about it. There was definitely something wrong with that brick. This time round, he was not going to let the other party have a chance to get close to him.

“Oh! Brother Feng! My apologies for what happened yesterday as well. I reflected upon myself upon heading back, and I concluded that I was in the wrong too.” Lin Fan sighed.

“Hmph. No point harping over it. True strength lies within us. Today, I, Xinfeng, shall take the glory of being the strongest genius!” Xinfeng replied coldly.

Xinfeng had thought that he had gotten to know a kindred spirit, and was heartened somewhat to think that he could have finally made the first friend in his life. But to think that this guy completely disregarded him as a person. Infuriating!

He needed to definitely let Lin Fan know just how terrifying he could be!

Looking at Xinfeng’s determined face to take him down, Lin Fan’s mind began tinkering rapidly. He had already started to come up with a plan. This time round, he must let Xinfeng understand how devious the world could be.

One must be wise of the dangers out in the open…

Chapter 181: Six Swords Of Redemption

p>By now, the genius sparring had reached the height of its hype. Countless disciples held their breaths as their stares were glued to the ring.

These two outstanding men on either side represented the strongest geniuses of each sect. How was this going to end up? Who was going to be the eventual victor? Everyone was filled with anticipation.

A repressing silence encompassed the crowd as everything seemed to be deathly still. Those 2 on the ring were so dazzling that there seemed to be lightning sparks emitting from both of them, bringing about an explosive aura.

To them, Lin Fan and Xinfeng standing still and not making a move was simply just to compare auras with one another. Seemed like this would be an onslaught of a battle!

Liang Yichu exchanged looks with Wuya and laughed. None of them had bickered like earlier, as though both were reminiscing about something.

“Brother Yichu, the first time we met was on a ring was just like this, wasn’t it?” Wuya smiled.

“That’s right. In the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed. How quickly does time fly? But that very day is still clear as yesterday in my memory. The look of you crying miserably after being defeated by me is still fresh and enjoyable in my mind!” Liang Yichu spoke as though he was deep in recollection.

“Like you said. A hundred years have passed, but your bad habit still hasn’t. Who was the one who sent whom crying, I’m sure I don’t have to repeat it out.” Wuya rolled his eyes.

“Brother Wuya, don’t play coy with me. If it weren’t for Grand Master Yan, I would have taken the helm of the strongest genius that year!”

“Whatever. I am not going to argue with you. After all, Jiuxiao Sect’s bound to lose this year anyways.”

“Wow! You speak as though that’s the truth.”

…

On the sparring ring…

Lin Fan looked at Xinfeng, and a plan had long started to formulate within his head.

“Hais…” Lin Fan let out a sigh. “Brother Feng. Glory Sect and Jiuxiao Sect are buddy sects to begin with, let’s not destroy the harmony with both of us. Even though this battle is unavoidable, please make your move.”

“Hmph.” Xinfeng snorted coldly.

Xinfeng’s aura exploded as his Sword Will materialised long swords out of the thin air from the void. One by one, razor edged swords formed with a bright glow surrounded them. Six blades of unparalleled sharpness floated behind his back beautifully.

Lin Fan took a step forth, hands behind his back. “Come on then.”

His current cultivation base was only at the postcelestial full cultivation state. Even his highest fighting strength would bring him close to pericelestial, but that was all. There was no way he had enough power to take down the lesser celestial upper level Xinfeng.

But that was not all that mattered in a fight. In a duel between men, brains played a huge part as well.

“I won’t take your life.” Xinfeng said coldly. Pointing out his finger, a long blade flew from behind him towards Lin Fan, ripping apart layers of air as it passed through them.

“Brother Yichu. Your disciple is quite something indeed. To think that he’s able to understand ‘Firmament Sword’ to the state of making use of the void.” Wuya praised.

Liang Yichu laughed,” Of course, but he still needs more training. Understanding is one thing, to be able to bring it to the state of subconsciousness is yet another boundary.’

The long sword which was materialised from the void glimmered across the air like a shooting star. Even disciples looking at it from out of the ring could feel the immense Sword Will radiating from it.

“What’s wrong with Junior Master Lin! Why is he not even moving!

The disciples watching started panicking.

Zong Hentian and the other genius disciples who were observing could not help but break a cold sweat as well. They had not expected Xinfeng to be this strong. But why was Junior Master Lin not budging a single inch?

‘Firmament Sword’ was a skill that Liang Yichu kept closely to himself. He had found the skill in some old ruins in the past. It consisted of nine levels. Once it was at the peak of its cultivation, one could materialise out nine swords from within the void.

Now that Xinfeng could materialise out six of them, he was already at the state of the void.

The blade continued to fly towards Lin Fan’s chest. But he still would not budge a single inch.

In that instant, Lin Fan was disappointed. He did not hear any notifications coming out of the system. Since this was the crucial moment, Lin Fan pretended to take a step back, and spat out a chunk of fresh blood.

Everyone was stunned.

The disciples in the audience stood up. They had not expected Junior Master Lin to take the blow directly.

Grand Master Yan and Wuya’s faces frowned slightly as well.

“Why do you not retaliate!” Xinfeng’s face was cold with anger. “Do you mean to humiliate me?!?”

Lin Fan wiped the blood from his mouth and stood upright, without naught a regret, ‘I apologize for what happened yesterday. I’ll receive the sword as my apology.”

The high and mighty Xinfeng’s expression changed as well. “You…!”

He had not expected the other party to receive a sword as apology for yesterday’s matters. This…!

“Brother Feng, there are five more swords. Come on.” Lin Fan raised his head and replied solemnly. That regretless face of Lin Fan touched the disciples who were watching.

Even those disciples of Jiuxiao Sect began to feel something. They had not expected the man they hated the most to be so righteous!

Xinfeng too was a little touched. But the moment he thought of the weapon he had kept precious for so many years being destroyed in an instant by this man, he was enraged once more.

“Hmph. I’ll implore you to retaliate. Otherwise, don’t blame me if you were to die.” Xinfeng scoffed coldly.

“Junior Master! Fight back!” Zong Hentian shouted across.

“JUNIOR MASTER! FIGHT BACK!” The audience disciples echoed.

“You’ve heard it. Your fellow sect members are asking you to fight back. You had better listen to them. Furthermore, that was the weakest sword I threw out just now.”

Lin Fan stood there and shook his head, “Six swords. I’ll take themall. Every single one of them. Since I’ve destroyed Brother Feng’s precious sword, I’ve been feeling extremely guilty. If I’m able to apologize by taking six of Brother Feng’s swords, I’ll do it. If I were to die in the process, that’s my due retribution.”

…

“Grand Master Yan, Brother Wuya! This…!” Liang Yichu found it difficult to face this situation.

“Even though my disciple has only trained till the state of the void, but the following five swords only increase in powers one after another. If he were to take them all with his physical body, I’m afraid…!”

And at that instant, the second sword flew towards Lin Fan.

It was definitely more forceful than the first.

THUD!

Lin Fan collapsed on the floor once more, spitting out fresh blood.

“3rd Sword…” Lin Fan stood up and stepped forth, eyes fixed on Xinfeng.

“Do not hold back, Brother Feng. I know you’re filled with grudges towards me in your heart! Just let it all out! I can endure it all!” As Lin Fan finished those words, he coughed out yet another mouthful of fresh blood.

“Junior Master…!” The disciples were feeling heartache at this scene.

The Jiuxiao Sect disciples too stared at one another in disbelief.

This…this was the mark of a true man!

Slowly but surely, their impression of this man was changing.

This was a respectable genius of Glory Sect.

Chapter 182: Unsurpassable Plan

p>‘Are you truly not afraid of death?”” Xinfeng asked.

Xinfeng’s heart began to waver. Looking over, this man did seem like a kindred spirit. He even had an urge to befriend this man. Even though he was entirely outraged by their first encounter, the current situation had Xinfeng hesitating once more.

Lin Fan wiped any traces of blood from his mouth, “Come, Brother Feng. Third Sword.’

“You…!” Xinfeng’s heart was experiencing a turbulence at the sight of this.

Looking at the other party’s determined eyes, Xinfeng felt that he should no longer strike any further. Any more and he would probably regret it himself for the rest of his life.

On the high podium…

Wuya was whispering to the Grand Master.

“Grand Master, who do I feel that there’s something wrong with this situation?” Wuya observed the ring and could not help but feel that something was off. Ever since they had taken in Lin Fan into Glory Sect, they had been keeping hidden tabs on this guy.

And their conclusion was…

Dog. Dog. DOG!

He was truly a crafty little dog! Not only was he mysterious all around, he was also shifty and sneaky like a fox.

To someone who cherished his life beyond anything else, how could he be looking at Xinfeng with such determination as though life was nothing to him?

“Battle skills determine everything. Let’s wait for the outcome.” Grand Master Yan replied without a change in expression.

Wuya nodded his head without anything to add on.

Lu Mingyang did not know of the exact situation. But looking at Grand Master Yan and Brother Wuya’s unworried faces, he was also extremely puzzled.

Lin Fan stepped forth again, “Come. Third Sword, unless you want me to bear the guilt for my entire life. Glory Sect and Jiuxiao Sect had been helping and looking out for one another for the past 3000 years. If our ties were to suffer in this generation due to our little dispute, then what sort of a grave sin would I, Lin Fan, have committed?’

Lin Fan gave out a roar. The skies seemed to follow his moods accordingly, as the once clear skies gradually formed gray clouds above them. The faces of all the Jiuxiao Sect disciples changed as well. They were all taken in by Lin Fan’s words.

That was right, Glory Sect and Jiuxiao Sect had been like family for the past 3000 years!

Lin Fan’s speech had them feeling guilt from the bottom of their hearts.

Zong Hentian and Feng Xiaoling gazed at one another from afar. Eventually, both of them nodded in acknowledgment of one another and smiled.

It was as though any misgivings they had about the other party had disappeared in an instant.

“Glory Sect! Lin Fan! I’ve got you guys in my heart from here on forth.”

“Me too. Glory Sect is the comrade in arms of our Jiuxiao Sect! Our family! I must bring back the name of this man back to Jiuxiao Sect, so that all our brothers would know that there’s such a righteous man within Glory Sect!”

“I hope that Senior Brother Xinfeng would not strike him again!”

“No, you don’t understand. Senior Brother Xinfeng must do it. More so than any of us, he cares about this man before him and his honor!”

…

“Brother Wuya, how about we just call off this generation’s genius sparring?” Liang Yichu suggested.

“Brother Yichu, do you no longer care about the 1st place?” Wuya smiled gently.

Liang Yichu shook his head, “You know it better than I do, Brother Wuya. The sparring was only a means for our ancestors to keep our sects in contact, so that we do not grow distant from one another. Who holds the first place does not matter. Now that Glory Sect has produced such a disciple, I do not wish for any harm to come to him. That would be a loss for both Glory Sect and Jiuxiao Sect.’

“Even more so, it would be an impassable mental gulf for my own disciple to pass through.”

Wuya looked at the ring and sighed gently, “Brother Yichu, now that things have come to this, let’s not halt it any longer. If your disciple does not throw the sword, that would be an even bigger mental gulf for him. Just like back then, if I had not whacked you crying, would the both of us be where we are today?’

Liang Yichu, who was initially heartened, stiffened up at Wuya’s words. He then snorted coldly and ignored Wuya, “Up to you. Don’t come crying when you collect his body.”

…

“Come…!” Lin Fan shouted.

Xinfeng looked at Lin Fan and shuddered slightly. ‘Alright. No matter what, I, Xinfeng, acknowledge you as a friend from henceforth!’

“From this moment on, the third Sword will be named Bosom Sword!”

The sword glowed behind Xinfeng as he grasped it with two fingers. Clutching this Bosom Sword which was filled with Sword Will, Xinfeng threw it at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan stood there, a smile gradually forming on his face.

The glow of this sword far surpassed the previous two. Even the five blades behind Xinfeng started to tremble at the moment he gathered his Sword Will into this sword and threw it at Lin Fan.

The remaining five swords culminated into a beam of light and fused within this third Sword as it was flying towards Lin Fan as well. Liang Yichu stood up suddenly with an astounded look, “That’s a breakthrough!”

Every single disciple of Jiuxiao Sect and Glory Sect stood up, with a hint of worry in their eyes.

Nothing must happen out of this, please!

Lin Fan, who was ready to receive this blade, had his expression changed slightly. He realized that Xinfeng had undergone some sort of breakthrough.

And with that, something seemed to have changed with this third Sword, as it contained way more power than before.

But somehow, Lin Fan felt unusually calm.

The moment the sword landed on Lin Fan’s chest, there was no tremendous force knocking him back. In fact, the sword slowly dissipated into thin air.

“The Bosom Sword does not harm Bosom Buddies.” Xinfeng’s hands were on Lin Fan’s shoulders as he let out the sincerest smile he had for his entire life.

Lin Fan smiled as well as he patted on Xinfeng’s shoulders.

‘Brother Feng.”

“Brother Lin.”

The two of them stared at each other for a long time, with emotions in their gazes.

“Brother Lin.”

“Brother Feng.”’

Both of them burst out laughing as they hugged one another’s shoulders.

“Brother Feng, to befriend a friend such as yourself is a lifetime achievement for me, Lin Fan. Even though it is just a match, but for the sake of the future generations, there has to be a winner. Hence, I’ll admit defeat, allowing Brother Feng to be this generation’s number one genius.” Lin Fan said earnestly.

“No, Brother Lin, you do not have to do that. I, Xinfeng, had no friends in this lifetime. You’re the first in my life. It no longer matters who is the first. I’ll back out.” Xinfeng stopped Lin Fan halfway.

“No, I’ll back out…”

“No, I’ll back out, Brother Lin. Do not fight with me for this, or we won’t be friends any longer!”

“Brother Feng…” Before Lin Fan could continue, Xinfeng leaped out of the ring on his own.

Lin Fan was the last man standing in the ring.

“The 1000th Genius Sparring victory goes to Lin Fan!”

Elder Putong grasped Lin Fan’s wrist and held it up high.

This…!

“GLORY BE TO GLORY SECT!”

“GLORY BE TO JIUXIAO SECT!”

…

The disciples below chanted in exhilaration. The genius sparring had reached its true peak.

Lin Fan looked at Xinfeng and the other Jiuxiao Sect disciples.

Clap…Clap…

Xinfeng and the other Jiuxiao Sect disciples started clapping and cheering for Lin Fan as well. Lin Fan wiped the edge of his eyes as he looked up the skies.

Today…was a happy day for Lin Fan.

Out of all the acts he had put on, this was the most satisfying one.

Not only had he managed to clinch first place, he even had the other party cheer for him willingly and made a precious friendship. Perhaps he might never be able to surpass this act of bullshit in the future. But even if that were the case, Lin Fan was satisfied.

For once, Lin Fan truly experienced what it was to kill three birds with one stone.

On the high podium…

“Why do I feel like something is wrong…Brother Wuya?” Liang Yichu, who was clapping, turned around and asked puzzledly.

Wuya continued clapping and laughing, “What’s wrong? All is fine. Glory Sect is number one.”

Liang Yichu, ‘…’

Chapter 183: No Eternity To Speak Of

p>Initially, the plan was for Jiuxiao Sect to head back the moment the genius sparring ended. But since everyone was so high spirited, Liang Yichu decided to have Jiuxiao Sect stay over for one more night.

By the time Liang Yichu came to realize what had happened, Jiuxiao Sect had once again lost to Glory Sect.

While theoretically, the number one placing did not matter, losing to Glory Sect twice in a row would make things difficult to account for when he headed back.

Night time…

Nameless Peak was extremely crowded with the Jiuxiao Sect geniuses and Glory Sect geniuses. Gathering together, they were huddled in small groups around fires, sharing tales over barbequed meat and wine.

“And I suppose this is the Snow Lion?” Xinfeng pointed at the young cub in Cai Zhiqiao’s arm as she sat on Lin Fan’s lap.

“Yes, it’s a Snow Lion cub. Since I’ve got not much use for it, I decided to let my young disciple have it as a companion beast. It’d do well to rid her boredom as well.” Lin Fan laughed.

After the events of the genius sparring, Lin Fan and Xinfeng were now friends. Even though it was just a single day of happenings, the relationship between humans was sometimes simply based on affinity.

“This is a skill I’ve retrieved from the Forbidden Grounds. Even though there are currently multiple beasts out there who are descendants of Ancient Beasts, this cub is extremely rare to obtain. This skill is able to provoke the bloodline of a beast. Hopefully, it can excite the bloodline of the Ancient Beast within the Snow Lion cub as well.” Xinfeng handed over a manual to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan took it over from Xinfeng without standing on ceremonies, laughing, “Zhiqiao, thank Uncle Xinfeng!”

“Brother Lin, I’m only in my twenties. Doesn’t that make me seem too old?’ Xinfeng’s face was much kinder than before, and he smiled more often than before as well.

Cai Zhiqiao stared at her master wide-eyed, “Master…hmm, then I should call him Junior Master!’ Looking at his smart young disciple, Lin Fan chuckled, “That’s right, call him Junior Master then!”

Xinfeng looked at Cai Zhiqiao and fondled her small head as well, revealing a smile, “Indeed, this is the first time I’ve been called a Junior Master.”

Between Lin Fan and Xinfeng, there wasn’t the type of bromance yet, just some casual talks.

“Brother Lin, this disciple of yours does not have an extremely high potential. I’m afraid she’ll have to go through many pains to become a somebody someday.” Xinfeng commented.

“No hurries, we’ll let nature take its course. Nobody can determine the future just yet.” Lin Fan laughed. As long as he had the side profession of a Trainer, he had confidence that he’d turn this disciple into an unparalleled genius.

“Brother Lin, this is ‘Firmament Sword’. My Master obtained it from the ancient forbidden grounds and it doesn’t require too much talent to start on. Even though your young disciple’s innate potential is not high, she shows inquisitiveness. I think she’ll be able to make use of it.” Xinfeng took out a jade Manual. On the Jade Manual was a bunch of cursive writings and symbols inscribed on it.

“No, Brother Feng, this will not do! This ‘Firmament Sword’ belongs to Elder Liang. Handing it to my disciple just like this is not right!” Lin Fan was startled by this development.

He had not expected Xinfeng to bring out the ‘Firmament Sword’ for his young little disciple.

Even though one should take advantage of others at times, taking too much advantage would be somewhat wrong as well.

“Brother Lin, if you truly take me as a friend, then don’t say the word No.” Xinfeng looked at Lin Fan straight in the eyes.

Lin Fan looked at his determined eyes, and nodded his head eventually.

“Zhiqiao, what should you say?”

Even though Cai Zhiqiao did not know what this Jade Manual meant, she followed her master’s words obediently. Even though his young disciple did not know much, the moment Lin Fan took over the manual, he understood its power instantly.

“Firmament Sword’ was an ancient sword skill of the extremities, belonging to the Heaven Upper Grade of skills. And not only that, ‘Firmament Sword’ was more than just a skill, it was also a mental skill as well. Even though it was the same grade as ‘Faceless Sky Demon’ and ‘Will of the Sword’, it was way more valuable than those two.

This ‘Firmament Sword’ could be considered a priceless treasure. If it were out in the open, it would definitely be fought over with blood and tears. But without any hesitation, Xinfeng just handed the manual over to Lin Fan just like that. Even Lin Fan was impressed by this generous act.

“Brother Lin, please don’t think of me as someone that noble. Naturally, ‘Firmament Sword’ is an unparalleled skill which I would not give anyone that casually. But I truly take you as a friend.” Xinfeng looked at Lin Fan sincerely.

“That’s right, we are friends.” Lin Fan looked at Xinfeng and nodded his head. He then retrieved some pills from his storage, “I don’t have anything good in return, but this is Biggra. This is my greatest achievement to date. Even though it may not have any earth-shattering changes, please use it if you are troubled at heart.”

Even though Biggra was not any mystical pill, but Lin Fan was clear after dozens of experimentations. Biggra had a wonderful side effect: No matter how troubled one w s, one’s heart and mind would be clear after its consumption.

“Sure thing.” Xinfeng laughed and kept the pills.

…

Liang Yichu and Wuya looked at the group of happy disciples, feeling heartened as well.

“Brother Wuya. Isn’t this scene what we’ve been looking forward to?” Liang Yichu laughed.

“That’s right.” Wuya looked at everything and heaved a sigh of relief.

“Hais, I wonder how long more we could live on for. Ever since the Xuanhuang world was split into 2, no one has ever attained a higher cultivation state. Even a greater celestial full cultivation master could only wait silently for death to come.” Liang Yichu sighed.

The path of eternity, who could not dream of it? But there was no such thing to speak of in the Xuanhuang world anymore.

“Both of us had already been in the greater celestial state for a long, long time. Both I and Grand Master Yan had been trying to find out the mystery behind it all. Why did the Supreme Being make the choice of splitting Xuanhuang World into two so many years ago, ending the path to seek for eternal life…”

“It’s fine, Brother Wuya. Let’s not continue to ponder over it. Since the mood’s just right, what say the both of us have a drink together? It’s been long since we’ve seen who could knock out first.” Liang Yichu waved his hands.

“Sure…”

…

Next day…

At the break of dawn, a group of people stood at Glory Sect’s entrance.

Liang Yichu flicked his robes and beckoned, as the ark grew larger to the skies above them, before coming to a still.

“I’ll be off then, Brother Lin. Let’s get together again sometime if there’s a chance.” Xinfeng came forth to Lin Fan.

“Yes, have a good trip. The most it’ll take is three years anyways. But I think I’ll go and look for you before the three years are up.” Lin Fan laughed.

“Goodbye, Junior Master Xinfeng!” Cai Zhiqiao stood beside Lin Fan and waved earnestly to Xinfeng.

Xinfeng fondled Cai Zhiqiao’s little head and stared at Lin Fan silently. They needed no words to express the sincerity of men.

“I’ll see you at Jiuxiao Sect three years later, Brother Wuya.” Liang Yichu said, somewhat reluctant to leave his friend.

“Sure.” Wuya nodded his head.

…

The other Jiuxiao Sect disciples were bidding farewell to their newfound friends. In just one night, all of them had made new buddies.

“Farewell, my brother.” Xinfeng clasped his fists together at Lin Fan before turning around, and followed his master up the ark.

Looking at the gigantic ark, Lin Fan waved his hands in farewell as well.