In the Glory Sect, in a beautiful place …
This place was far away from the bustling area of Glory Sect. Beneath the precipitous cliffs of a mountain, the waves crashed against the cliffs.
Facing the sea, the flowers bloomed in the warmth of spring.
This was a place to nurture, a place where one could forget their pain and return to nature, a place where they could guard their hearts.
But at this moment, a young man stood on the peak of the mountain, facing the sea. The sea breeze blew his long hair, but his resolute face was frail.
Those eyes that were supposed to be filled with life were slowly losing their luster, filled with unwillingness.
"ARGH …!"
Facing the sea, the young man roared into the skies, venting the unwillingness in his heart.
The sound of the waves crashing against the cliffs seemed to be replying to the young man's roar.
The young man knelt on the ground, grabbing the ground with both hands. Because of the strength he used, his fingers were bleeding.
"Trash, I'll always be a trash! Even a rock can bully me!" This young man was the inner sect disciple, Tian Yu. In order to save his Senior Brother from the forbidden grounds, his foundation was destroyed by the sect's pride, Tian Yu.
Tian Yu slapped the ground unwillingly. Tears rolled down his cheeks and flowed down his cheeks.
Even though the sect had not given up on him, he could not get over the hurdle in his heart.
Even though his Senior Brother had treated him well, he could not take this blow.
The once high and mighty genius disciple of the inner sect had been reduced to a useless piece of trash in the blink of an eye. Each time he looked at those disciples who used to look up to him, he could see a look of pity in their eyes.
They were pitying him.
"No …!" Tian Yu roared into the skies. He did not need any pity. He wanted his foundation back. Even if he had to give up everything, he would do it.
With hope came a future. One day, he would return to his peak once more.
But now that he was a trash, he did not even have a single strand of hope left.
"Young man, your emotions are pretty intense." Just then, a voice drifted over from afar.
"Who is it?" Tian Yu turned around with an intense expression.
Lin Fan had just come down from Jialan Peak. After enjoying his time with the flowers, the moment he caught a whiff of the sea breeze, he rushed over.
However, when they arrived, they caught sight of a disciple venting his emotions. That indignant aura of indignation filled the entire place.
Lin Fan stood there and could deeply feel it.
"Are you here to pity me? Scram! I, Tian Yu, don't need anyone's pity …! "Tian Yu's emotions were in turmoil as he roared at Lin Fan.
At this moment, Tian Yu did not want to see anyone, nor did he want anyone to pity him.
He was an expert, not a weakling.
"Your foundation has been destroyed. If you were given another chance, would you still save your Senior Brother?" Lin Fan had already recognized who this person was.
He was the disciple who was carried down from the ark that day.
At the same time, according to the rumors, the Forbidden Grounds this time around had resulted in heavy losses. One of the Inner Sect's geniuses had his foundation destroyed, and there was nothing the Sect could do to reverse the situation.
To anyone, it wasn't intolerable for someone who was once high and mighty to be beaten from heaven to hell in a single day and never be able to make a comeback.
Not to mention this young genius before him.
He had been through all sorts of brutal battles, but he had never experienced the feeling of falling into hell. Now that he had a taste of it, he naturally wouldn't wake up.
"Just who are you? Scram from here right now! "Tian Yu's emotions were in turmoil, and he wouldn't listen to anything Lin Fan said.
Along the way, Lin Fan saw this guy and had the system check on him.
He had to admit that this was a genius.
That cultivation base floating above his forehead gave him a feeling that if things were to go smoothly, his future would be limitless.
But there was another word behind that cultivation base.
That was …
'Destroy.'
"Will you save him?" Lin Fan asked once more, ignoring his rage.
Tian Yu laughed out coldly, as though he was mocking himself.
"Save? Why wouldn't I save him? If that's the answer you want, you can scram now." Tian Yu raised his head, glaring at Lin Fan like a wild beast. He didn't want to see anyone right now.
He didn't want to see the pitiful looks in their eyes.
That cheeky face of Lin Fan's was now gone, replaced with a solemn expression. He looked at the universe like an otherworldly expert. There was neither joy nor sorrow in his eyes. Instead, they shone with a godly gleam, as though they could see through everything and pierce right into the heart of the universe.
"How about Yours Truly tell you a story?" Lin Fan spoke up slowly.
Tian Yu lowered his head in silence. He had already forgotten about this man before him. Like a pile of mud, he laid on the ground, looking into the distance with a soulless gaze, as though he was thinking about why he was still alive.
"Legend has it that in the desolate lands, within the Boundless Mountains, there was a village called Stone Village. Within Stone Village, there lived a young man named Shi Hao …"
Lin Fan's voice was low and deep, as he narrated another chicken soup for the soul.
Ever since he left the Sky Heaven School, Lin Fan rarely spoke about such things. Now that he saw this crippled disciple, he felt the need to save him.
Most importantly, he had to take him under his wing, and make him his third servant to play the flute for him to use.
The Supreme Being Bone. His potential was unparalleled, and he could be said to be the pride of the heavens.
Initially, Tian Yu did not want to listen. But now, he laid there silently, his eyes sparkling.
From his initial rejection, he started to listen.
When he heard that the Supreme Being Bone was stolen by his clansmen, he became a cripple.
Gradually, his emotions started to fluctuate.
Condensed was the essence. The special trait of Lin Fan's chicken soup for the soul was that he never spouted nonsense, and only focused on the main points.
One incense stick's time …
Three incense sticks' time …
As though he was immersed in Lin Fan's story, Tian Yu was unable to extricate himself. Initially lying there, he had suddenly sat up, staring at Lin Fan.
"Without destruction, there can be no construction. After destruction, there can be construction. The Supreme Being Bone was formed once more, and the Highest state was attained …"
By now, Lin Fan's story was coming to an end.
This time round, Lin Fan was going all out. His side job as a life coach was on full display. His words were like demonic music, seeping into one's heart.
Tian Yu was no longer as irascible as before. His emotions were calming down as well, and he kept repeating the last words of Lin Fan over and over.
"Without destruction, there can be construction. After destruction, there can be construction."
"Without destruction, there can be construction. After destruction, there can be construction."
...
Tian Yu stared at Lin Fan with a longing gaze, "Can my foundation recover like his?"
Lin Fan chuckled. Looking into the void, he seemed to be able to see through all the illusions. Hands behind his back, his tone was unquestionable.
"In front of Yours Truly, there is nothing impossible."
...
Tian Yu's expression changed gradually, "Senior, please help me."
...
Lin Fan chuckled. With a loud laugh, he tossed a Bigness Pill over, "Yours Truly shall gift this pill to you. It will help you regain your confidence. Remember, Yours Truly is the Grandmaster of Nameless Peak's Saint Devil Sect, Lin Fan. After you consume it, you can come look for Yours Truly."
...
Coming in mysteriously, leaving in a suave manner.
That gesture of sweeping his robes without taking a single cloud with him was deeply embedded in Tian Yu's heart, planting a seed that was waiting to sprout.
Tian Yu stared at the pill in his hands and gripped it tightly. His eyes were filled with determination.
"Without destruction, there can be construction. After destruction, there can be construction."
'I will definitely return to my peak, and fight my way to the peak once more.'
Nameless Peak's Saint Devil Sect …
On the way back, Lin Fan chuckled. Full marks for this act of acting tough.
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