Ye Shaotian did not want to say anything more. If he couldn't beat Lin Fan, he would admit it. But if he couldn't beat Lin Fan, he would just hide from him.
Once he mastered his skills, he would crush Lin Fan mercilessly.
But now, Ye Shaotian understood that he had been thinking too much. He didn't look for Lin Fan, but Lin Fan came knocking on his door.
"Lin Fan, don't go overboard. I admit that I'm not as skilled as you. But if you want to humiliate me, I'll let you know that I, Ye Shaotian, am not someone to be trifled with." Ye Shaotian looked at Lin Fan warily. He took a step back. If something went wrong, he would close the door and escape through the window.
"Junior Disciple Ye, Junior Master is not here to find trouble with you. I'm here to help you solve your hidden ailment." Lin Fan let out a bright smile, hoping to make Ye Shaotian let his guard down.
But in Ye Shaotian's eyes, this smile was so scary, so sinister.
Ye Shaotian took a deep breath, his eyes filled with fear.
Scared … Ye Shaotian was really scared.
This smile sent chills down Ye Shaotian's spine. Ye Shaotian took a step back and closed the door, shutting Lin Fan outside.
Ye Shaotian swore to the heavens that he did not want to experience pain in the balls again.
If Lin Fan dared to enter, Ye Shaotian was prepared to fight him to the death. He would rather die in glory than live in dishonor. You want to treat me like a soft persimmon? Dream on!
Lin Fan stood outside the door, frowning. He was unhappy with Ye Shaotian's actions. Lin Fan was unhappy.
As a junior disciple, how could he be so impolite? He lacked upbringing.
Lin Fan sighed. To him, Ye Shaotian was just a patient, and he was a doctor who saved the dying and helped the injured.
At this time, Lin Fan naturally couldn't just watch the patient not cooperate with the treatment and give up on the rescue.
Since that was the case, he could only use force. Later on, he would understand Lin Fan's painstaking efforts.
...
In this outer sect disciple residence, many disciples were cultivating in the house, organizing what they had learned, or chatting with their fellow disciples, talking about life's prospects, the future, and so on.
But at this moment, a sorrowful cry resounded through the entire outer door residence.
"What do you want to do? Don't be too presumptuous. "
"I'll fight you to the death!"
"Martial Nephew, don't panic. Martial Uncle is saving you."
"Let go!"
"F * ck, you junior really don't know what's good for you. I'm going to teach you a lesson today …"
"Ah …!"
...
Hearing these cries, the Outer Sect disciples were bewildered. They had no idea what was going on. They then went out to see which Senior or Junior Brother was in trouble. The cries were simply too tragic.
Suddenly, the door to Ye Shaotian's room swung open. Lin Fan walked out with a satisfied look on his face. Although Ye Shaotian was a little naughty, he was still subdued by Lin Fan.
The moment the door closed, Lin Fan glanced at Ye Shaotian, who was lying on the ground, and let out a gratified smile.
When the Outer Sect disciples realized that the cries came from Ye Shaotian's room, they were dumbfounded. Just what in the world was going on?
But when they saw Lin Fan, all the Outer Sect disciples were dumbfounded.
Could it be that Ye Shaotian was beaten up by Junior Master Lin again?
The more they thought about it, the more they felt that it was possible. The cries just now were too tragic, too tragic.
Seeing so many Outer Sect disciples coming out, Lin Fan straightened his back and smiled at them. Flicking his robes, he walked off into the distance.
...
Seeing Junior Master Lin leave, the Outer Sect disciples looked at each other. They did not know what had happened inside. What had happened to Ye Shaotian?
But the cries just now were so sorrowful. It must have been really tragic. Everyone was curious and wanted to check it out, but they did not dare to.
They did not dare to offend Junior Master Lin, and neither did they dare to offend Ye Shaotian.
Just then, a loud roar came from within Ye Shaotian's room. Hearing it, everyone took a few steps back.
It was as though the roar was filled with a wild nature.
Within the room, Ye Shaotian's eyes were bloodshot. His breathing was like a bull's, and he was panting heavily.
A surge of energy was exploding within Ye Shaotian's body, as though he was looking for a breakthrough.
Ye Shaotian stood up, his entire body hot. An unknown desire filled Ye Shaotian's mind. It was as though his crotch area was stuffed with a stick, causing his pants to be pushed up high.
Explode, explode.
To Ye Shaotian, he felt as though his crotch was about to explode.
"Ah...!"
The Outer Sect disciples who had been gathered outside for a long time were startled when they saw Ye Shaotian suddenly rushing out of the house. Looking at Ye Shaotian's eyes that were filled with fanaticism, everyone suddenly felt a trace of fear.
But when their eyes landed on Ye Shaotian's crotch area, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.
How could such a ferocious thing exist in this world? What had happened in the room just now? How did things turn out this way?
...
Lin Fan was overjoyed. He had finally forced the pill into Ye Shaotian's mouth. Once Ye Shaotian tasted the benefits of the pill, he would definitely come looking for him.
Within a grand hall of Glory Sect …
A furnace with strange patterns on it was filled with an unknown liquid. A disciple was sitting cross-legged with his eyes shut, his face pale.
This disciple's face was like jade, and he had a heroic aura between his brows. However, he was severely injured, and looked extremely haggard.
"Master, I'm afraid Tianyu's foundation cannot be saved." Danding Peak's Senior Elder shook his head in pain as he observed the changes within the furnace.
For a genius of a sect to fall into depravity, it was a great misfortune for the sect.
Hearing these words, Zong Hentian's face lost all color as he knelt on the ground, "Master, Elder, please save Junior Brother Tianyu! Junior Brother Tianyu's foundation was destroyed because he tried to save me! Without his foundation, it would be a fate worse than death for Junior Brother!"
Foundation represented everything. Not only was his cultivation base destroyed, it was impossible for him to cultivate again in the future.
One's foundation was their potential. Junior Brother Tianyu had fallen from the top of the world to trash. What was he to do in the future?
Zong Hentian was filled with regret. He had thought that everything was going according to plan for the forbidden grounds expedition. But Fengtian Sect had produced a demon. In his carelessness, he had almost lost his life. If not for Junior Brother Tianyu's sacrifice, he would have been a corpse by now.
Looking at the situation within the furnace, Grand Master Yan sighed, "It's already a miracle that he's still alive. This Fengtian Sect disciple has a strange skill. There's a strange aura of death within his body that refuses to dissipate. We can only force it out to preserve his life."
Zong Hentian clenched his fists in indignation, his eyes burning with rage. If they were to meet again, he would definitely kill this guy.
"Seal the furnace." Grand Master Yan sighed.
The struggle for the forbidden grounds had been around for a long time. It was common for sects to fight to the death. In the past, disciples of other sects would be destroyed. But today, it was his own disciple's turn.
To think that Fengtian Sect would have such a disciple.
PS: Thank you steven0625, tycoon's third Sect Master. I had wanted to publish this, but I can't help but thank you. Today, I have two more chapters. Thank you tycoon.
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