At this moment, the scene was very quiet. Everyone was nervously watching, they didn't know what was going on.
Han Lu, who was in the crowd, curled his lips and laughed gloatingly. Then, he left.
"Senior brother, is there really no hope for junior brother Lin?" Yin Mo Chen didn't give up and continued to ask.
Li Chujun shook his head, "There's no hope. With the current situation, even if the sect leader were to act, it would be useless. Carry him away and give him a proper burial."
Li Chujun had experienced this kind of thing countless times, but this was the first time she had encountered such a situation.
In the past outer sect competitions, everyone was happy and the outer sect disciples were satisfied. Although there would occasionally be injuries, there would definitely be no deaths. But this time, something happened.
"Junior brother Lin …" Yin Mo Chen couldn't believe it. The previously alive and kicking junior brother died just like that. "Senior brother, you have to seek justice for junior brother." Yin Mo Chen said angrily.
Li Chujun's expression slightly changed and he waved his sleeves, "Alright, this matter ends here. I will take care of it myself. Bury him."
Yu Feng was a level seven postcelestial and a core disciple. No one wanted to see something like this happen, but how could they lose a level seven postcelestial core disciple just because of an outer sect disciple?
Yin Mo Chen's expression was dejected and helpless. He understood senior brother Li's words. This matter ended here.
Yin Mo Chen lifted up Lin Fan's corpse, "Junior brother Lin, senior brother is useless. I couldn't help you seek justice. It's all because I'm useless."
On the way.
The outer sect disciples who were passing by were all pointing and gossiping. They had already heard of what had happened earlier, and they all felt that it was a pity for Lin Fan.
Although this person was a bit despicable, he was pretty good.
When Ni Mingyang heard this, he hurriedly ran over. When he saw the corpse on Yin Mo Chen's shoulder, his expression also changed, "Junior brother Yin, junior brother Lin, what happened?"
"Senior brother …" Yin Mo Chen looked at Ni Mingyang and shook his head.
Ni Mingyang lowered his head, his mood was as heavy as Yin Mo Chen's.
He already knew the whole story. This matter wasn't something an outer sect disciple like him could interfere with.
The water here was very deep.
"Senior brother, this sword is what junior brother Lin wanted me to give to you before he died. This sword is also what junior brother Lin wanted you to give to the junior brother you know." Yin Mo Chen's hands trembled as he took out a low rank weapon from his storage bag.
Ni Mingyang looked at the weapon in his hand, his eyes turning red.
"Junior Brother Yin, there's nothing we can do about this. We can only let Junior Brother Lin walk away with dignity," Ni Mingyang said after some thought.
"Yes." Lin Fan's death was a huge blow to Yin Mo Chen.
...
The Saint Devil Sect had nine peaks. The nine peaks were so tall that they pierced through the clouds, like a celestial world in the mortal world. Each peak had a clear stone staircase.
Originally, outer sect disciples were not allowed to leave the mountain. But now that something like this had happened, the disciples guarding the entrance of the sect were exceptionally merciful and allowed them to leave.
The foot of the mountain was lush with greenery.
Yin Mo Chen and Ni Mingyang dug a big hole for Lin Fan under the ancient tree, and then the two dragged the coffin into it.
"Junior brother, have a safe journey. Once I enter the inner sect, I will definitely come visit you often." Yin Mo Chen looked at the black coffin and said with red eyes.
Ni Mingyang patted Yin Mo Chen's shoulder, "Junior brother, you still have to walk your path. Everyone will die eventually. Junior brother is just a step ahead of us. We will reunite in the future."
"Yes." Yin Mo Chen nodded.
"Cover it with soil." Ni Mingyang said.
...
When everything was over, Yin Mo Chen and Ni Mingyang stood in front of Lin Fan's grave for a long time. Finally, they sighed and left.
At this moment, the surroundings were quiet and peaceful.
In front of Lin Fan's grave, a water-like pattern suddenly appeared, as if space itself was rippling.
At this moment, a pair of jade-like feet slowly stepped out of space, and a beautiful figure appeared in front of Lin Fan's grave.
The girl's clothes were the Saint Devil Sect's outer sect disciple clothes. Then, she raised her jade-like fingers, and a light flashed.
The soil in front of Lin Fan's grave seemed to be controlled by someone, and it floated upwards. Gradually, the black coffin rose from the ground.
"Kacha …"
The nails sealing the coffin fell to the ground. The coffin opened, and Lin Fan's body slowly floated in front of the girl.
The girl's beautiful face revealed a look of regret.
"Another genius has fallen. There are so many geniuses in the world, but only a few can truly grow up. What a waste of a supreme pill … Sigh."
A sigh seemed to pass through the ages, showing helplessness and loneliness.
...
Night.
It was very peaceful.
For the tens of thousands of Saint Devil Sect disciples, losing one person wouldn't have any effect.
In some people's hearts, Lin Fan's death would make them feel sad. But for others, who was Lin Fan? What does his death have to do with me …
Within the sect, Yin Mo Chen laid on his bed for a long time, unable to fall asleep. Looking at the storage bag in his hand, he felt as if he could smell his junior brother's scent.
Ni Mingyang had taken the martial technique from his Brother Meng. From today onwards, he would work hard to reach postcelestial, enter the inner sect, and seek justice for his junior brother Lin's death.
Han Lu was in a good mood today, so he drank some wine to celebrate.
The arrogant Wang Tianfeng wasn't in a good mood today. He lit three incense sticks in the courtyard, then sighed and returned to his room.
...
The next day, night.
'Ding … system update complete.'
'Ding … activate true energy function.'
'Ding … martial technique classification function.'
...
Lin Fan, who had been lying in the coffin for 24 hours, suddenly opened his eyes. Although the coffin was pitch black, with Lin Fan's current cultivation base, he could ignore it.
Lin Fan slammed the ground hard, and the ground shook, then he climbed out.
Lin Fan took a deep breath and breathed in the fresh air.
'Aiya, I almost killed myself. That was too dangerous.'
Lin Fan wiped the sweat off his forehead. Thinking of the situation on the battling platform, he felt a bit scared.
Lin Fan carefully observed the surroundings, especially the nine peaks behind him. Lin Fan knew he had left the Saint Devil Sect.
Lin Fan really liked the Saint Devil Sect. But since he had left, he might as well take a good stroll outside. When his cultivation base was strong enough, he would go back and give them a surprise.
As for Yu Feng slapping him to death, Lin Fan didn't hold a grudge. After all, the side effect of 《Monkey Steals Peach》 was that the person who was stolen would have the urge to kill the other party.
Plus, Yu Feng was a hero who helped him enter postcelestial. How could he not repay this kind of contribution in the future?
Then Lin Fan couldn't wait to open his personal panel. Now that the system had been upgraded, he didn't know what new tricks would come out. He was really looking forward to it.
Name: Lin Fan
Level: 20 (First level postcelestial)
Experience: (02000000)
True energy: 100
Stored experience: 0 (Can upgrade character level, martial skill level.)
Body training skill: 《Eternal Demon Body》 Level 2 (2000004000000)
Mental cultivation skill: None
Martial skill: 《Monkey Steals Peach》 Level 15 (060000)
Battle skill: None
Profession: Master Blacksmith Level 2 (100010000)
Equipment: Nine Five Legendary Brick (Legendary Weapon)
Title: If you don't like it, just do it. (Cultivation base doubles, duration of one incense stick, one-time use title.)
True energy, mental cultivation, and battle skill, what was that? Lin Fan didn't know either. But the experience gained from leveling up had decreased, only two million.
Senior brother was right. There was a gap between postcelestial and postcelestial, a gap that was very hard to cross.
And the gap between postcelestial and postcelestial was because of the large increase in experience. Once he crossed this gap, the experience would return to normal.
Then, Lin Fan restored his grave to its original state. After all, he was dead now. If the grave was like this, who knew what would happen. Then, Lin Fan headed east and entered the depths of the forest.
In the east, there was a huge dynasty.
His name was Great Yan Huang Chao.
And that was where Lin Fan's destination was. A place with people would be more interesting.
PS: Thank you, Guildmaster of the rich tycoon of Guan Zhan Jiang. Tonight, waiting in room 110. Bao Qiang's face turned green. His heart ached. Why was it all negative news? Scared.
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