Taiwu Immortal Sect, mountain peak.
Lin Fan lay there, stroking the White Fox, while the mad elder was protecting Huang Jiujiu and initially negotiating with the little sun.
When the mad elder learned that the little sun was the youngest disciple of her father, he was overjoyed. "Junior Sister, this is Junior Sister."
He held her in his arms and tossed her up toward the sky, playing to his heart’s content.
Even when bitten by the mad elder, he still laughed heartily, feeling no pain at all.
"White Fox, tell , why do I feel sothing off in my heart?" Lin Fan muttered to himself. Between him and the White Fox, one spoke while the other blinked, the inexplicable connection leaving him utterly perplexed.
The White Fox rested its head on Lin Fan’s chest, finding a more comfortable spot. As for the ntion of kill, she could not understand it at all.
"Brother Lin..."
From afar, Ye Donglai hurried over without wasting any words, cutting straight to the chase: "Brother, do you know? The guy who ca from the Great Thunder Heavenly Dragon Treasure Temple last year to trouble you—he’s in trouble now."
Lin Fan was stunned. "Are you talking about Yun Shouzuo?"
Ye Donglai nodded. "Yes, exactly that guy. He betrayed the Heavenly Dragon Treasure Temple, destroyed the Enlightennt Buddha Hall with one palm strike, and almost killed the head of the Buddha Dharma Hall. Now the Heavenly Dragon Treasure Temple has mobilized forces, hoping experts from the realms of Immortal, Demon, and Demon will apprehend him with generous rewards."
"If you ask , the Heavenly Dragon Treasure Temple deserves it—karmic retribution has finally arrived."
For others, this was just juicy gossip.
But for Lin Fan, it was a matter closely related to him.
"Do you know why this happened?"
He knew the other helped him overco his tribulation. Now that sothing like this had occurred, it must be related to that tribulation. Otherwise, with the other’s Buddhist Law and Buddha’s Heart, it would be impossible for him to turn against the Buddhist sect.
"No idea, but does the reason even matter?" Ye Donglai said.
Lin Fan stood up, released the White Fox, and hurried toward the Sect Leader.
"Brother, Brother..."
Ye Donglai called from behind, wanting to say more, to share so gossip with his brother—perhaps if his brother beca cheerful, he might finally return the Spirit Stones he owed, after all, it had been a year now.
Lin Fan arrived at the Sect Leader’s location and imdiately asked, "Sect Leader, what’s the deal with Yun Shouzuo? Has he really betrayed the Heavenly Dragon Treasure Temple?"
The Sect Leader responded worriedly, "Yes, it is said he was forced—apparently overtaken by a Heart Demon."
"Why?" Lin Fan asked. Previously, he had no fondness for Yun Shouzuo, but after realizing the other paid back any kindness shown, even helping him endure the tribulation, his impression of him greatly changed.
The Sect Leader did not hide the truth. "Because of a Demon, the Buddhist sect cannot tolerate the existence of Demons."
Lin Fan pondered. A Demon?
Good heavens.
Could this all be part of so cycle?
During his tribulation, the origin seed to also involve a Demon, which Yun Shouzuo seized and endured for him, resulting in an encounter with a Demon, eventually leading to his downfall into possession. If so, this was terrifying.
Oh heavens.
I haven’t done anything crazy.
Why would my tribulation be this difficult? Soone helped once and ended up utterly ruined, not to ntion overrun by the Demon—this was a situation where there truly seed to be no escape.
Lin Fan remained silent for a mont before saying, "This matter involves ; I cannot ignore it. He’s surely facing enemies from every direction—I must help him."
"What are you planning to do? Are you setting out to oppose everyone?" The Sect Leader reprimanded him harshly. "You can’t simply act on impulse all the ti. Can’t you stop getting into trouble?"
Lin Fan protested unhappily. "Sect Leader, you’re so heartless. He endured the tribulation ant for and hasn’t survived it—now that he’s in this situation, how can I sit back and ignore it? Even if it ans facing everyone as an enemy, so what? Isn’t it just a contest of strength, where the victor decides the outco?"
The Sect Leader tried to appease him. "Don’t be rash. This matter is far more complicated than you imagine. Even if you were to go there, he may no longer consider you an ally."
"You must understand, once a Buddhist monk succumbs to Demonic influence, returning is nearly impossible."
"Buddhist monks who cultivate Buddhist Law often suppress the demons in their hearts forcefully, but the stronger the suppression, the more terrifying the backlash when it erupts—making them no different from Demons, perhaps even worse."
Lin Fan waved dismissively. "Worse or not, regardless, I’m willing to befriend him. No matter how many enemies I have as a result, I won’t shy away."
"Besides, I have a thod that might awaken him."
He thought of the Supre God Talisman, which might be able to subdue his Divine Soul and provide a solution.
"You..."
The Sect Leader had no words; talking to Lin Fan often felt exhausting, so much so that he didn’t even want to bother anymore. If not for Lin Fan being the son of his senior sister, he would have kicked him out long ago, letting him roam free wherever he pleased.
Truly, if Lin Fan tried to help Yun Shouzuo, it would be equivalent to antagonizing the entire world.
The Great Thunder Heavenly Dragon Treasure Temple still wielded influence.
"Sect Leader, you seem to have sothing else weighing on your mind," Lin Fan asked.
The Sect Leader replied, "That’s none of your concern; focus on your own matters."
Lin Fan knew the Sect Leader was hiding sothing.
"Ah, Sect Leader, I used to respect you greatly, but due to this situation, my opinion of you has greatly changed. Both you and my mother know Yun Shouzuo well, and he indeed helped trendously. But now, your hesitance makes things difficult. If this were my mother, she certainly wouldn’t consider so much."
"Have you already found Yun Shouzuo?"
The Sect Leader was taken aback by Lin Fan’s guess but would never admit it. "There’s no such thing—you don’t need to ddle further."
"Oh, then I won’t bother." Lin Fan glanced at the Sect Leader, then patted his chest and walked away.
He knew asking further wouldn’t yield any useful information.
At that mont.
He saw the Sect Leader leave the sect.
"Interesting."
Lin Fan chuckled. The Sect Leader still wanted him to follow along—otherwise, he wouldn’t take advantage of Lin Fan’s proximity before leaving the sect. If this wasn’t intentional, Lin Fan wouldn’t believe it.
"Such a hypocritical Sect Leader."
Afterward, he followed the Sect Leader, already preparing his resolve—this person was off-limits; he would protect him.
Within the cultivation world, there remained ancient battlefields lost to history.
At this mont.
In one such battlefield.
An imposing Yun Shouzuo clad in a Red Kasaya stood amidst a desolate land, surrounded by people who had long gathered. These were major sect powerhouses, among them a particularly distinctive group.
The eminent monks of the Great Thunder Heavenly Dragon Treasure Temple.
Yet, for these monks, their expressions were filled with sorrow, regret, and even anguish. A Buddhist prodigy succumbing to Demonic possession was an enormous loss to them.
"Brother Yun, co back with us. The Abbot will help you." One of the heads pleaded; he supported Brother Yun and was willing to attempt purifying the Demonic influence together. However, reality was far from ideal.
Yun Shouzuo did not speak, quietly standing there.
Everyone present could clearly feel the terrifying aura emanating from him.
A Buddhist monk succumbing to Demonic possession—such a tragic yet absurd reality.
Still, their purpose here was straightforward: subdue him. The Great Thunder Heavenly Dragon Treasure Temple had offered sufficient rewards.
Additionally, maintaining good relations with the Buddhist sect was essential.
Because the Heavenly Dragon Treasure Temple’s foundation ran deep, its influence in the Immortal Realm was vast—considered orthodox.
"Enough said; let’s take action directly."
"Agreed, that’s what I was thinking."
"Rumor has it the Buddhist prodigy possesses profound Buddhist Law and terrifying strength—I’m curious to witness it firsthand."
The eminent monks of the Great Thunder Heavenly Dragon Treasure Temple sighed reluctantly—given the circumstances, action seed unavoidable.
In an instant.
The battle erupted.
Those participating in this battle were all True Immortal powerhouses.
As for the primary force, they were naturally the heads of the Heavenly Dragon Treasure Temple. Sharing the sa sect as Yun Shouzuo, they knew his strength well.
From afar.
"We still arrived too late," the Sect Leader gazed at the distant, turbulent skies. He sighed regretfully; a battle once begun couldn’t be stopped by him alone.
Lin Fan said, "Sect Leader, it’s not too late. There’s still a way, wouldn’t you agree?"
"You shouldn’t have co," the Sect Leader admitted, truly not wanting Lin Fan present. He knew the young man’s reckless ways—inescapably causing even more complicated problems.
Lin Fan firmly disagreed. "Why shouldn’t I co? Not only am I here, but I’m standing by his side."
The Sect Leader was helpless, then his expression grew solemn. "Listen to . I know you have Immortal Treasures protecting you. Once inside, lure the others’ attention so he can escape unnoticed. Afterward, I will intervene, scold you publicly, and apologize to everyone to manage the situation. How about that?"
"Sect Leader, don’t you think this plan is diocre? It’s utterly ineffective. How about this: you don’t need to appear, and I’ll handle it my way—it’s the simplest solution, no ss." Lin Fan stated.
Before the Sect Leader could refuse, Lin Fan didn’t give him the chance. He had already noticed Yun Shouzuo losing ground, being completely suppressed.
An enthralled Yun Shouzuo was indeed powerful.
He manifested his world-shattering Thousand-Handed Buddha Demon, overwhelming heaven and earth. Yet, facing nurous Immortal Dao Sect powerhouses, the phrase "one man cannot defeat many" rang true.
Now.
Seeing Yun Shouzuo falter, the crowd couldn’t suppress their glee—the Heavenly Dragon Treasure Temple heads summoned fearso Buddha Treasures, preparing to trap Yun Shouzuo.
However, in that mont.
A golden light tore through the void, colliding with the Buddha Sect’s Supre Treasure.
With a hum.
The shock reverberated through the heavens and earth, shaking the Void—startling everyone present. Who dared assist the Demon-possessed Yun Shouzuo?
"Don’t you all feel ashad, ganging up on one person?"
Lin Fan approached from afar. His gaze fell upon the slightly disheveled Yun Shouzuo, especially noting the terrifying aura emanating from him—it left him speechless.
A monk once richly endowed with Buddha’s essence now toyed into this state by tribulations.
Frightening.
Utterly frightening.
"Brother Yun, a year has passed—it seems you haven’t been doing well," Lin Fan remarked, already prepared for Yun Shouzuo’s potential attack.
Yet the anticipated assault did not occur.
Could it be that he hadn’t fully succumbed to Demonic possession?
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