Chapter 905: Chapter 905: Teaching and Preaching Chapter 905: Chapter 905: Teaching and Preaching Even though Fang Lin’s strength might now be comparable to Han Luoyun’s, Fang Lin would not show any lack of respect, and still paid his respects to Han Luoyun as a disciple.
Such a gesture from Fang Lin brought a warm feeling to the hearts of many in the Purple Mist Sect, and among them, quite a few were concerned if Fang Lin, who was no longer the sa as before, would still retain his respect for his forr senior sect mbers?
Now it seed that Fang Lin remained unchanged, his strength notwithstanding.
Han Luoyun looked Fang Lin up and down with a smile, his eyes filled with unmistakable joy and satisfaction.
“Now I should really be calling you ‘Master Fang’.” Han Luoyun said with a smile.
Fang Lin replied with a faint smile, “Sect Master is joking. I have always been a disciple of the Purple Mist Sect, your disciple, with no change whatsoever.”
Indeed, Fang Lin was now a Five Cauldrons Pill Refiner with a high status and influence within the Pill Alliance. In a place like the Lower Three Kingdoms, a Master of Pill’s status could even surpass that of the Xuan Emperor.
If Fang Lin really wanted to assert his status, then everyone in the Purple Mist Sect, including Han Luoyun, would have to salute him, without any hint of resentnt.
However, Fang Lin chose to lower his stance from the start, placing himself in the position of a younger generation and disciple, which ant that Han Luoyun and the others didn’t have to salute to him, a Master of Pill.
Of course, the senior sect mbers didn’t need to salute Fang Lin, but the many Purple Mist Sect disciples present had to do so.
“Greetings, Master Fang!” Nurous Purple Mist Sect disciples saluted Fang Lin with cupped fists, their voices lding into one.
Wearing a smile, Fang Lin said loudly, “Fellow sect mbers, please, no need for such formalities. I am also a disciple of the Purple Mist Sect; there’s no need to address as any sort of grandmaster.”
Seeing Fang Lin so approachable, so of the Purple Mist Sect disciples who were unfamiliar with him felt extrely delighted.
“Sect Master Han, you’ve been catching up with Fang Lin all this ti, have you forgotten about ?” Dugu Nian said discontentedly on the side.
Han Luoyun laughed and replied, “Dugu Nian has co from afar, we naturally welco you with open arms, how could we forget about you?”
“That’s more like it.” Dugu Nian said, and then very naturally looped her arm through Fang Lin’s, showing a touch of leaning on him for comfort.
Fang Lin felt awkward, but with so many people around, he didn’t think it was appropriate to push Dugu Nian away directly, as that might cause her to make a bigger scene.
But Dugu Nian’s intimacy with Fang Lin caused a subtle change in the expressions of those present from the Purple Mist Sect.
Especially for Han Luoyun and other high-ranking Purple Mist Sect mbers, with Dugu Nian’s such actions in front of so many people, it seed like she was declaring that Fang Lin belonged to her, Dugu Nian, warning others not to entertain any thoughts about him.
However, it didn’t take long for everyone to recall the rumors that Fang Lin had once caused an uproar in Xuan City for Dugu Nian, and had even battled with the Xuan Emperor. Although it was hard to believe, it now appeared that the relationship between the two was indeed extraordinary.
Han Yinyue remained as ever, serene and graceful, but upon seeing Fang Lin so close to Dugu Nian, her eyes still held a faint sense of loss.
Even Han Yinyue herself didn’t understand why her heart harbored this hint of loss.
“Let’s go inside; it has been a long ti since you’ve been back.” Han Luoyun said, and then the group entered the Purple Mist Sect.
Fang Lin quietly shook off Dugu Nian’s hand; the girl was clearly unhappy about it but knew where to draw the line and did not persist.
Many disciples had already been dismissed to attend to their own tasks, leaving only Han Luoyun and a handful of the Pill Alliance’s senior mbers to accompany the two.
Zi Xiazi remained as he had always been, showing little change, which gave Fang Lin a sense of deep familiarity and closeness.
“Master, why isn’t Xiaoxing here?” Fang Lin asked Han Luoyun as they walked.
Han Luoyun replied, “That girl is in closed-door cultivation, approaching a critical juncture. It may only be a matter of days before she can co out to see you.”
Fang Lin nodded. Han Xiaoxing was a cultivation genius, currently in the third stage of the Talent battle, and it seed she was at a pivotal mont for a breakthrough.
It wasn’t long before everyone accompanied Fang Lin to the Pill Sect.
Fang Lin began his journey in this life here, at the Pill Sect, where many events had unfolded—so he had forgotten, but others he rembered clearly.
Back in the day, at the Pill Sect, the head Gu Daofeng had repeatedly suppressed him and even once had him thrown into the Demon Suppressing Cave Prison.
Of course, these were all things of the past. Fang Lin had long since let them go. Now, returning to the Pill Sect, he mainly felt nostalgic.
Many people in the Pill Sect were still familiar faces. Old acquaintances such as Xu Shangao and Wu ngsheng had attained significant status within the sect. Naturally, there were many pleasantries exchanged upon eting Fang Lin.
However, Fang Lin distinctly felt that old friends like Xu Shangao were more reverent in his presence, lacking the camaraderie of forr sect mates.
To this, Fang Lin felt helpless, for there was nothing he could do. His status and identity were now so far removed from Xu Shangao and the others—they were not even on the sa level. Even if he deliberately lowered his stance, the others couldn’t help but feel awe.
Now the Pill Sect was under the leadership of Yan Zhengfeng. Originally, Yan Zhengfeng had taken over as the interim head during Gu Daofeng’s ti, but since Yan Zhengfeng had managed the sect so well, bringing unity and order much better than during Gu Daofeng’s tenure, he was allowed to stay in the head position.
At Han Luoyun’s request, Fang Lin gave a lecture at the Pill Sect, open to anyone from the Purple Mist Sect, not just current disciples.
Fang Lin did not refuse, for this was a task easily accomplished.
The subject of the lecture naturally revolved around Alchemy Tao. Now a Master of Pill, the information he shared was highly beneficial for the elders and disciples of the Pill Sect.
For the pill refiners of the Pill Sect, the lecture that lasted rely an hour proved imnsely enlightening, opening their minds as if lifting a veil, greatly broadening their understanding.
“Today’s lecture ends here. The Pill Tao is vast and profound. You are all disciples of the Pill Sect, and perhaps in the future, you will be part of the Pill Alliance. I have great faith in you,” Fang Lin said with his hands behind his back and a smile, addressing the many disciples of the Pill Sect.
Despite being younger than many of the disciples present, Fang Lin was viewed by everyone as a figure as esteed as the senior sect mbers.
“Brother Fang, I have a question,” a young boy with an innocent face stood up as Fang Lin was about to conclude the lecture. Seemingly timid yet determined, he raised his voice.
So of the Pill Sect’s elders imdiately frowned, tempted to silence the boy, fearing that such a rash act might displease Fang Lin.
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