As Lin Fan first glimpsed the Fla Sun Sect, even his usually calm heart couldn’t help but marvel at the grandeur of the immortal sect before him. As expected of an immortal sect, its montum was indeed magnificent.
The sect’s decoration was truly extraordinary, with three bold characters engraved on the gate of the Fla Sun Sect, emanating a mysterious and dignified aura. It seed ancient and unknowable, perhaps written by the sect’s founding ancestor.
Looking into the distance, one could see isolated peaks surrounded by clouds, lotus platforms, and lush greenery, presenting a spectacular view.
A long stone staircase wound upwards, leading deep into the sect. The scenery that greeted the eye showcased the might of the Fla Sun Sect.
But soon, a voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Immortal Master, please be understanding. Fifteen years ago, Master Qingxuan was seriously injured in a battle against evil cultivators. I brought the unconscious master ho to heal. After awakening, Master Qingxuan was grateful to and entrusted with this personal token, saying that my child has a Spirit Root. After coming of age, I should bring him to the Fla Sun Sect to seek entrance into the immortal sect and pursue longevity."
The speaker was a corpulent middle-aged man, dressed in blue, holding a sachet from which a faint fragrance wafted from afar, which had a mana imprint likely left by the so-called Master Qingxuan.
The gatekeeper cultivator, seeing they were re mortals, didn’t pay much attention to them.
He was even filled with jealousy.
He thought of himself guarding the gate for fifteen years, yet still not having stepped into the Qi Refining Realm, all because his Spirit Root was the weakest.
By rights, soone like him had no chance of entering the Fla Sun Sect, but it was because his father was a disciple of the sect, killed by evil cultivators outside. His father’s fellow disciples took pity on him and allowed him to stay.
Now, this mortal holding Master Qingxuan’s token, once admitted into the immortal sect, would certainly be given the status of a disciple by the sect, starting a path of cultivation much better than his own by far.
"What token? Who knows if it’s real or not? Leave, leave, leave! How can you make trouble at the immortal sect’s grounds? Hurry up and leave." The gatekeeper cultivator waved dismissively, showing great impatience.
"Immortal Master, this is indeed left by Master Qingxuan. Please take the trouble to report it," the corpulent man hurriedly said.
"Master Qingxuan failed in Core Formation and passed away five years ago, where should I report it for you?"
"Ah..."
The man was shocked and deeply anxious, mumbling to himself... What should be done now? He had sold off his ager family assets to pay for a cultivator escort to safely reach the Fla Sun Sect after several months. Finally here, he hoped his child would enter the immortal sect, and he could secure a nial job at the sect. But now, he truly didn’t know what to do.
The gatekeeper cultivator felt secretly pleased; if Master Qingxuan were still alive, he wouldn’t dare stop soone with his token even if it cost him his life, not even if they were mortals.
Hmm...
"What are you doing here?"
Lin Fan approached, taking out the token given by Xia Jisheng and handed it to the other party.
The gatekeeper cultivator’s expression changed upon seeing the token, taking it for a closer examination, "This is Elder Xia’s token."
Upon recognizing the token.
The gatekeeper’s attitude completely changed, smiling broadly, "Please wait a mont, Senior, while I go to inform them."
"Wait, take this too." Lin Fan took out a letter.
"Yes, yes."
The gatekeeper received the letter, turned, and left, crossing dozens of ters away where two disciples sat at a long table, with a booklet in front of them. They conversed with the gatekeeper, took the token for inspection, glanced towards Lin Fan outside the gate, and one of them stood up, hurriedly taking the letter to report.
At the gate, this father and son pair looked helplessly at Lin Fan.
Pitiful yet desperate, a trace of unwillingness and anger mingling in their despair.
Lin Fan nodded at them but said nothing more.
The gatekeeper returned, fawning over Lin Fan, thinking if his diligence would earn him so pills or Spirit Stones from the senior before him?
But after waiting, nothing ca.
He figured the senior might be a bit stingy, but he remained very respectful, not daring to show any disrespect.
They didn’t wait long.
A middle-aged man approached from afar, dressed in a dark silk robe, with a handso face and a deep gaze. He was Xia Family’s patriarch, Xia Luoh.
Xia Luoh saw Lin Fan from afar.
He had read the letter, its contents shocking him.
Young Xia ntioned this Lin senior had unleashed a simple punch, annihilating a demon beast horde led by a Demon King. With his cultivation at the initial stage of Core Formation, he could easily kill a Demon King, but to annihilate the entire horde with a single move was beyond his capability.
The letter from Xia Jisheng specifically reminded him, Ancestor, I’ve ford a good relationship with this Lin senior, aning clearly, don’t ss it up for . Lin senior said once the matter is over, he’d give so benefits.
Seeing this, Xia Luoh really wanted to slap this irresponsible descendant. Is this how one talks to their ancestor?
"Fellow Daoist Lin, I’m Xia Luoh. I didn’t know you were coming, and have neglected to welco you from afar. Please don’t take offense," Xia Luoh said.
Xia Luoh had cultivated to such a stage, understanding things thoroughly. Was he cultivating for longevity? For immortality? No, he cultivated for social connections. Having a good friend in the Cultivation World equaled more safety; offending one ant an added threat.
He didn’t know Lin Fan.
But did it matter?
Of course, it didn’t matter.
"Hello, sorry for disturbing you," Lin Fan replied.
"Not at all, not at all. I’m imnsely grateful for helping my irresponsible descendant out of crisis," Xia Luoh scrutinized him closely, unable to see through him. His unusual attire didn’t hinder, and his mana was restrained as if leaking nothing—a truly terrifying feat, as even with Core Formation cultivation, Xia Luoh couldn’t detect anything. Quite frightening indeed.
Reviews
All reviews (0)