"Forget it. Now that I'm back, I have something important to do. It's not convenient for you to follow me around. How about this, you go and look for your fellow brothers. Once I'm done with everything, I'll come back and look for you guys." In front of his students, Lin Fan naturally had to maintain his composure.
"Yes, don't worry. The students will go and look for them." Cao Tianjiao nodded his head excitedly. If they knew that their teacher was back, they would definitely be ecstatic.
Back then, their teacher had left without saying goodbye. They did not know what had happened. Not long after, the Great Yan Huang Dynasty happened. They had to escape from the Great Yan Huang Dynasty and wandered the outside world ever since. They had suffered quite a bit.
"Yes." Lin Fan nodded his head. He then raised his hand and tore open the void, leaving this place.
Cao Tianjiao's junior brothers and sisters were all dumbfounded. In front of Lin Fan, they did not dare to say a single word. Their faces were filled with respect.
Now that Lin Fan had left, they regained their composure and were shaken.
"Senior Brother, why didn't you tell us that you had such a powerful teacher?"
"That's right! Forget about being young, his strength is way too strong! It's so scary!"
"That aura is indescribable. Just by standing there, he's already an unparalleled expert!"
"And that palm just now was way too strong! I feel that even a greater celestial being wouldn't be that strong! The entire world felt like it was going to collapse!"
...
Cao Tianjiao listened to the words of his junior brothers and sisters and his lips curled up with a proud look.
"Of course! This is my teacher we're talking about. Let me tell you guys, back in the day, I and my fellow brothers were the most talented people in the entire academy. Two years ago, my cultivation base was only at the Houtian stage. It was because of my teacher's guidance that my cultivation base advanced by leaps and bounds." Cao Tianjiao's mood was much better now.
"Ah …! It can't be, right? Senior Brother, you were only postcelestial back when you entered the Red Rainbow Sect! Didn't you get to where you are now because of your own hard work?" One of the junior brothers said in disagreement.
"That's right …" The others nodded their heads in agreement.
Cao Tianjiao looked at the masses and let out a look of gratitude as he reminisced. He then flicked his robes and looked at the endless void, "YOU GUYS DON'T UNDERSTAND …"
"If you don't tell us, how would we know? Tell us!"
"Yes … Yes."
...
Cao Tianjiao smiled and shook his head. "You guys don't understand …"
"…" Everyone.
...
Lin Fan had not expected to bump into a student that he had taught in the past the moment he arrived at Cangling Continent from Dongling Continent.
It had been two years. It was time to go back and take a look.
It used to be the headquarters of the Saint Devil Sect. No one knew what had happened to it, or who had occupied it.
Lin Fan's eyes flashed with a trace of coldness. If he didn't turn the world upside down after returning this time, he would be letting down the hardships he had suffered for the past two years.
In an instant, a figure streaked through the void.
The place where the Saint Devil Sect used to be was a place with good Feng Shui. Although after that battle, not even ten percent of the buildings were left, there were still countless people who coveted that place.
And now, Saint Devil Sect was replaced by Qiankun Sect.
After the battle, the nine sects split up all the wealth of Saint Devil Sect. As for this place, it was given to Qiankun Sect.
Initially, Qiankun Sect was a pretty decent sect. However, they valued the treasure that was Saint Devil Sect even more. Therefore, after Saint Devil Sect was destroyed, the Grandmaster of Qiankun Sect ordered for the sect to relocate to Saint Devil Sect.
Training grounds of Qiankun Sect …
Countless disciples were training hard right now.
'HURGH …!'
A series of shouts rang through the skies as the disciples of Qiankun Sect went about their own cultivation.
A figure danced around the training grounds like a soaring dragon. The blood in his body was like boiling water, emitting heat continuously.
'Tiger's Roar!'
A Qiankun Sect disciple with a strong aura punched out at the unmoving figure in front of him.
"BOOM!"
A muffled roar resounded, accompanied by a blood-curdling scream.
The figure who was punched fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood. His eyes were filled with rage.
"Hmph, trash. You can't even take a single punch." The Qiankun Sect disciple looked at the punching bag that was sent flying coldly. His lips curled into a look of disdain.
The surrounding Qiankun Sect disciples gathered around and chuckled, "Senior Brother, these punching bags of Saint Devil Sect have been cultivating Titanium Grade Demon Body for such a long time. To think that they would spit out blood with a single punch. What a bunch of trash. I wonder what the Grandmaster is keeping them around for?"
"You guys probably don't know about this. The Grandmaster said that one has to fight in battles. These guys were once punching bags of Saint Devil Sect. Even though they've cultivated the lowest level of physical body techniques, they won't die that easily. This Titanium Grade Demon Body has long been cultivated to its pinnacle, and its endurance is pretty decent."
"Oh, so that's the case. Those punching bags of Saint Devil Sect are pretty useful after all. It's just that many of them have died in the past two years. Senior Brother, you've got to take it easy and leave some for your junior brothers."
"HAHA, that's for sure." The Qiankun Sect disciple laughed maniacally. The way he looked at the punching bag was filled with hatred, "Why? You're not convinced? All of you punching bags of Saint Devil Sect are trash! "
The remaining punching bags of Saint Devil Sect looked at these Qiankun Sect disciples with a burning rage burning in their hearts. However, there was nothing they could do.
They were living under someone else's roof!
Even though they were punching bags of Saint Devil Sect in the past, they still had some dignity. Some people wouldn't be so vicious in their attacks. But now, this Qiankun Sect was extremely vicious. They didn't treat them as humans at all!
In that battle back then, they were just punching bags without any strength at all. Eventually, their sect was destroyed and they were captured.
They had thought that the other sects would let them off. But to think that the Grandmaster of Qiankun Sect would take a liking to them and keep them as punching bags for their disciples to cultivate.
Wang Xiaoliu gripped his fists tightly. Looking at the other punching bags of Saint Devil Sect, he gritted his teeth. Even though he was scared to death, he had had enough.
"I've had enough! I want to fight with you! I can accept being a punching bag of Saint Devil Sect! But to be your punching bag, I can't take it anymore! Isn't it just death? I'm not afraid! "Wang Xiaoliu glared at the Qiankun Sect disciple and hollered.
"HAHA …!"
Instantly, the surrounding Qiankun Sect disciples burst out laughing.
In their eyes, this guy was just courting death.
To think that he would still want to fight back at this point. Seemed like he really wanted to die.
"Xiaoliu …!" The remaining punching bags had grown closer and closer over the years. They had thought of fighting back before, but this was someone else's territory. What else could they do? Looking at how Wang Xiaoliu was fighting back against these people, they couldn't help but feel worried.
"Just you? What do you know? Do you want to rely on Titanium Grade Demon Body? " The Qiankun Sect disciple burst out laughing. That muscular body of his was exposed to the outside world, giving off an invisible pressure.
Wang Xiaoliu gritted his teeth, "Just my family's skill."
"HAHA …!" Everyone burst out laughing once more, as though they had just heard the funniest joke in the world.
Family's skill? This was way too hilarious!
"Come, let me see what dog sh * t family's skill you have!"
"I'll fight it out with you! You're not allowed to insult my family's skill!" Wang Xiaoliu hollered and dashed towards the Qiankun Sect disciple.
"HAHA …!" Looking at this punching bag that was full of openings, the Qiankun Sect disciples burst out laughing.
In their opinion, trash would always be trash. What a joke to have a familial cultivation technique.
PS: This Wang Xiaoliu was the character that appeared in the third chapter. He was the punching bag that had passed down his family's skill, Monkey Steals Peaches, to Lin Fan. No matter what, this hole had to be filled. Back then, Lin Fan had said that if he were to get strong, he would definitely ensure that Wang Xiaoliu's career would soar.
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