The scene was chaotic.
Lin Fan looked at Xi Xi and the others below the stage, only to see them staring at him in shock. Perhaps his performance had been too extraordinary, rendering them montarily unable to process it.
He gave Xi Xi and the others a thumbs-up, a smile curling at the corners of his mouth.
"My goodness, Junior Brother is amazing!" Chen Zhiyu cheered and jumped in excitent. He truly hadn’t expected his Junior Brother to be so formidable, after they had worried for so long.
Lin Fan walked down from the stage. "Well? Surprised, aren’t you?"
Chen Zhiyu said, "Junior Brother, you’re so powerful—why didn’t you tell us earlier? You made us worry for ages."
"I told you before, there was no need to worry, but you didn’t believe . What could I do?" Lin Fan sighed, feeling helpless. Sotis, only by demonstrating his strength could others believe in him.
At this mont.
The rewards ca.
[Acquired Earth Spirit Root Fragnt.]
[Acquired 322 years of Mana.]
[Acquired Immortal Law: Nine Dragons Invincible Emperor Fist.]
Lin Fan originally wanted to boast a bit more, but upon hearing these rewards, his mind went blank.
Sh*t!
This was so serious loot!
Just as Lin Fan was basking in his excitent, an astonishing aura swept over from a distance, and the next mont, a figure appeared above the Life and Death Platform.
Ye Zhen Tian.
Disciples around the area saw who had arrived and respectfully bowed.
"Greetings, Brother Ye."
All the disciples clasped their hands, bowing low in deference.
True Disciples of a major sect held extraordinary status. Ordinary disciples showed utmost reverence when eting them.
Lin Fan gazed upwards, but in that instant, he felt as though his eyes were set ablaze, a scorching pain consuming his vision. Ye Zhen Tian appeared like a blazing sun in the sky.
"D*mn it, is this a display of dominance?"
Lin Fan wasn’t soone who’d admit defeat. However, the opponent’s strength was undeniably terrifying. Things didn’t need to escalate. If he couldn’t look, then he wouldn’t—no big deal!
Ye Zhen Tian glanced at King Zhao Xian, who lay dead on the Life and Death Platform, his expression inscrutable, his thoughts unreadable.
To say he wasn’t angry would be a lie.
But he was Ye Zhen Tian, the Peak Master of Zhen Tian Peak. He couldn’t afford to let his composure slip and tarnish his status.
Ye Zhen Tian looked off into the distance and said, "ng Qingyao, you’re truly remarkable. For Xuanjian Peak to produce such a figure. King Zhao Xian’s skills were inferior; he brought this upon himself. However, the Magical Treasure I bestowed upon him is not sothing your Xuanjian Peak disciples should have acquired."
"Even if this Magical Treasure is as worthless as scrap tal in my eyes, that still holds true."
Then, his gaze shifted to Lin Fan, his tone commanding. "Hand over the Magical Treasure you obtained."
Lin Fan frowned, displeased with Ye Zhen Tian’s tone. What kind of attitude was this? Was he giving orders?
As expected, major sects were full of danger.
However, wanting Lin Fan to relinquish what he had gained? That was absolutely impossible.
Just as he was preparing to retort, Xi Xi stepped forward to block Ye Zhen Tian for him.
"When the Taiwu Immortal Sect established the Life and Death Platform, it set the rule: In duels on the Life and Death Platform, all belongings of the defeated side go to the victor. My Junior Brother demonstrated superior skills and won the duel. The Magical Treasure rightfully belongs to him."
"What right do you have to demand it from my Junior Brother?"
Though Xi Xi was deeply intimidated by Ye Zhen Tian, she had to step up in this mont. After all, Lin Fan was her Junior Brother, brought to Xuanjian Peak under her care.
Beneath her seemingly harmless deanor and baby cheeks, Xi Xi showed a sharp resolve during such critical monts.
Lin Fan stopped Xi Xi and cupped his hands politely. "My Senior Sister has a fiery personality and spoke bluntly. I hope you won’t take offense."
"This matter concerns , so it should be resolved by ."
He then gestured to Xi Xi to let him handle everything.
Lin Fan pondered briefly before cupping his hands again and saying, "I, Lin Fan, have only recently entered the Taiwu Immortal Sect, but I’ve heard that the True Disciples here are unmatched geniuses, truly admirable individuals."
"Yet now, after the death of King Zhao Xian, Peak Master Ye has co to demand the spoils I earned through victory. Such actions, to a lowly disciple like , are orders I cannot disobey."
"After all, Peak Master Ye is a True Disciple, whose words outweigh sect rules—this is what I’ve heard since entering the sect."
Lin Fan placed the Dragon Tiger Jade Ruyi onto the Life and Death Platform.
"Although this Dragon Tiger Jade Ruyi is a Magical Treasure, it holds little significance for Xuanjian Peak. Perhaps it carries so personal value for Peak Master Ye. If it truly has such importance, how could I not give it up?"
In an instant.
The atmosphere at the scene beca palpably oppressive.
Initially, the surrounding disciples hadn’t sensed anything amiss, but as Lin Fan continued, they realized sothing wasn’t right.
Lin Fan from Xuanjian Peak hadn’t expressed anger, yet he had dug an enormous pit.
The rules of the Life and Death Platform were decided by the sect.
If Ye Zhen Tian really took back the Magical Treasure, it would suggest that his authority as a True Disciple outweighed the sect’s regulations.
Moreover, Lin Fan had lavishly flattered the True Disciples.
Should Ye Zhen Tian reclaim the Magical Treasure, it would make him appear petty and willing to forsake his dignity for a re treasure, tarnishing his reputation among the True Disciples.
Suddenly.
Lin Fan felt a gaze lock onto him, as sharp as spikes piercing his back, making him uncomfortable.
Yet he wasn’t bothered in the slightest.
After killing King Zhao Xian, his conflict with Zhen Tian Peak was already set. What was more to fear?
Quit joking.
Lin Fan might be cunning in self-preservation, but he would never cower.
From far away on Xuanjian Peak, ng Qingyao, who was observing the situation, couldn’t help but laugh upon hearing Lin Fan’s words.
She transmitted her voice over.
"Ye Zhen Tian, as shaless as ever, aren’t you? The rules of the Life and Death Platform were set by the sect, yet you, as a True Disciple, want to bend them to your will. What’s next? Will the entire sect revolve around you?"
"If you truly want those treasures back, we Xuanjian Peak disciples can accommodate you. After all, it’s just a treasure. Even the Flying Smoke Spirit Sword, just another Spiritual Artifact, holds little value to us."
"Xuanjian Peak isn’t that impoverished."
ng Qingyao’s reply made Ye Zhen Tian’s expression shift slightly.
Ye Zhen Tian burst into laughter, saying, "Alright, alright! Today, I’ve witnessed the eloquence of Xuanjian Peak disciples. Fine! It’s just a re Magical Treasure and Spiritual Artifact—I won’t waste my attention on such trivialities."
Ye Zhen Tian’s patience wore thin.
One ng Qingyao was already more than enough trouble.
Now there was soone even craftier than ng Qingyao.
Ye Zhen Tian glanced at Lin Fan, seeming to commit him firmly to mory, before turning and leaving.
Lin Fan watched as Ye Zhen Tian departed so coldly, not even retrieving his Junior Disciple’s corpse. He couldn’t help but find it excessive and imdiately shouted.
"Peak Master Ye, King Zhao Xian was your Zhen Tian Peak disciple, yet you’re leaving without reclaiming his body? Isn’t that a bit heartless?"
"Such callousness!"
The surrounding disciples, hearing these words, were dumbfounded.
Bro.
You’re really bold.
Stop provoking him.
Do you want Ye Zhen Tian to kill you?
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