Upon entering the training grounds of the inner sect disciples, Lin Fan realized that the place was much quieter than usual.
On top of some of the steep cliffs and under the gushing waterfalls, disciples could be seen cultivating.
Looking at these inner sect disciples who were cultivating with all their might, Lin Fan did not disturb them.
As Lin Fan walked towards the Grandmaster's mountain, Zong Hentian walked up to him.
"Junior Master Lin." Upon catching sight of Junior Master Lin, Zong Hentian's face let out a smile. Ever since he returned from the raid, he had not seen Junior Master Lin.
"Junior Disciple, looking at how relaxed you are, I'm sure you're pretty confident about the fight for the strongest genius, right?" Lin Fan chuckled.
Zong Hentian laughed awkwardly, "Junior Master, don't flatter me too much. It's precisely because I'm not confident that I'm out for a walk."
"The fight hasn't even started yet. How can you be so unconfident?" Lin Fan asked.
"Junior Master, I'm really unconfident." Zong Hentian was under a lot of pressure right now. Some of the junior brothers in the sect had high hopes for him in this fight.
But Zong Hentian knew in his heart that he had zero confidence in the fight for the title of the strongest genius disciple. …
Three years ago, he had participated in it once. Back then, he was beaten up like a toy by the genius of Jiuxiao Sect. In the past three years, Zong Hentian had been working hard and training hard. Even though he had improved a lot, he did not dare to say that he could win.
"Just do your best. Oh, right. Tell Yours Truly, what is this Genius Sparring all about?" Lin Fan and Zong Hentian came to a stone bench and sat down to chat.
"Junior Master, if we were to talk about it, we would have to start from 3000 years ago. Back then, Glory Sect's Grandmaster and Jiuxiao Sect's Grandmaster were sworn brothers of life and death. When both of them were still disciples, they got to know each other in the forbidden grounds. Later on, they became bosom friends. But according to the records, the two of them got into an argument over who was stronger in the sect. Eventually, neither of them gave in, and decided on the Genius Sparring, which has been going on ever since." Zong Hentian explained.
"What's the reward for winning the competition?" Lin Fan asked.
"No." Zong Hentian shook his head.
When Lin Fan heard this, he was stunned. There was no reward, but they were still working so hard. He shook his head helplessly. "Then what's the point of this? Without a reward, how can the disciples be motivated?"
Hearing Lin Fan's words, Zong Hentian shook his head and corrected him, "Junior Master, that's not the case. Even though there's no reward, this Genius Sparring is extremely important to the sect. We must not lose."
Looking at Zong Hentian's expression, Lin Fan could not help but feel a little exasperated. Seemed like this Genius Sparring was a rule set by the two old masters 3000 years ago.
And these juniors continued to live until now. It really made one feel helpless.
"Yes, do your best. I have high hopes for you." Lin Fan stood up and patted Zong Hentian on the shoulder, preparing to leave.
"Yes, Junior Master. I can only do my best." Zong Hentian nodded.
...
Noon.
A gigantic ark appeared in the skies above Glory Sect.
The disciples of Glory Sect looked at the ark in the skies and discussed in hushed tones.
For some of the disciples, this was the first time they were seeing Jiuxiao Sect. But for those who had participated in the Genius Sparring once every three years, these Jiuxiao Sect disciples were truly disgusting.
Lin Fan stood within the crowd. Looking at the gigantic ark in the skies, he could not help but sigh. Who said that sects didn't care about their face? Jiuxiao Sect was definitely one of them.
Just this ark alone was several times larger than Glory Sect's ark. If Glory Sect's ark were to float in the skies, this would pale in comparison.
The welcoming ceremony was hosted by Senior Elder Wuya.
"Wuya, it's been a few years since we last met. Your Glory Sect's territory seems to be getting smaller and smaller. You don't even have a place to park our Jiuxiao Sect's ark anymore." On the ark, an old man with a white beard laughed.
Looking at the situation before him, Lin Fan could not help but feel that this old man was a little cocky. The moment he opened his mouth, he was full of gunpowder.
"Brother Yichu, it's been a few years since we last met. You seem to have aged quite a bit. Since you're here, why don't you come down and have a chat?" Senior Elder Wuya smiled and shook his head.
"Alright." Jiuxiao Sect's Senior Elder Liang Yichu's white robes fluttered in the wind. Stepping down from the ark, he came before Wuya.
Only then did Lin Fan get a good look at this Senior Elder of Jiuxiao Sect.
He wasn't tall, and his body was slightly round like a roly-poly doll. That huge tummy of his made it seem as though he was 10 months pregnant.
Both Senior Elders looked at each other. Within those calm eyes of theirs, it was as though there was a deep bond between them.
"HAHA!" After looking at each other for a long time, the both of them burst into laughter and hugged each other, as though they were deeply in love.
Glory Sect and Jiuxiao Sect had a long history. 3000 years ago, they became friends because of the two Old Masters. Now that time had passed, their relationship was naturally much deeper.
But of course, this was only true for the older generation. For the younger generation, things were different.
"Alright, all of you can come down." Liang Yichu waved his robes, and the ark shrunk gradually. One by one, Jiuxiao Sect disciples flew down from the ark.
Each of them had a haughty look on their faces as they looked at Glory Sect with a sharp gaze.
"Brother Wuya, what do you think?" Liang Yichu smiled. Towards this generation of Jiuxiao Sect disciples, he was extremely satisfied. There were quite a number of talents in Jiuxiao Sect. Now that he had brought them to Glory Sect, he had the intention of showing them off.
Looking at them, Wuya stroked his beard without saying anything for a long time. Eventually, he laughed, "Not bad, not bad. There are quite a few good seedlings here."
"Brother Wuya, that's not very kind of you. Are they all good seedlings?" Liang Yichu asked.
Wuya smiled and did not reply. However, he was feeling a little displeased in his heart. But he had to admit that some of these disciples were not just any ordinary good seedlings.
But compared to Mieqiongqi from three years ago, this Mieqiongqi … Hais.
Looking at the dozens of Jiuxiao Sect disciples, Lin Fan could not help but sigh in his heart. Strong indeed.
But there was something wrong with these Jiuxiao Sect disciples.
All of them had their noses in the air, as though they were the most powerful beings in the world. Especially those disciples, all of them had their hands behind their backs, as though they were some peerless expert.
That cold and arrogant attitude of theirs was something that gave one the urge to beat them up.
The surrounding Glory Sect disciples started whispering amongst themselves.
"Look at that guy's eyes. I really want to beat him up!"
"That's right! And that guy's eyes! It's as though he's looking down on our Glory Sect! That pisses me off!"
"Hmph, they can only put on an act now. But when the genius sparring starts, those inner sect Senior Brothers will definitely teach them a good lesson!"
...
"Brother Wuya, let me show you this personal disciple of mine. Xinfeng, come greet Senior Wuya." Liang Yichu called out to a disciple behind him.
In the front row of the Jiuxiao Sect disciples, a handsome young man walked forth calmly. Every single step he took was slow, but he arrived beside Liang Yichu in the blink of an eye.
Shrinking Ground to Inches.
This was an extremely profound skill.
"Xinfeng, greet Senior Wuya." Liang Yichu said.
"Yes." Xinfeng looked at Senior Elder Wuya and nodded his head calmly, as a form of greeting.
"Brother Wuya, I'm sorry. This disciple of mine has always been like this. No matter how hard I try, I can't change it." Liang Yichu smiled. But the meaning in his heart was clear. 'My disciple is just so cocky. There's nothing I can do about it.'
Senior Elder Wuya shook his head and smiled, indicating that he did not take it to heart.
Looking at Xinfeng, Lin Fan could not help but curse in his heart. To think that this guy was even cockier than him. Seemed like he had to teach him a lesson.
He had to let him know that one must not be too Xinfeng.
PS: I'll be a long term cameo myself, a cameo filled with righteousness.
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