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Chapter 167 - 0164: You Are Being Very Deliberate, You Know

Chapter 167: Chapter 0164: You Are Being Very Deliberate, You Know

The people in the imperial court were anxious that Immortal Master Zhang had been unable to subdue the opponent for so long.

Moreover, it seemed that some important items had already been lost.

Couldn’t they see that Immortal Master Zhang’s expression had turned terribly grim?

As such—

The crowd, initially filled with anticipation for Immortal Master Zhang, began to grow uneasy once more.

Immortal Master.

Can you do it or not?

Could you stop scaring us?

But at this moment—

The arrival of Immortal Master’s junior brother reignited their hope like a sudden flame.

"Junior Brother Qing Su, come quickly and assist me! This thief has not only impersonated a Taiwu Immortal Sect disciple but has also slain several imperial ministers!" Zhang He transmitted his voice in haste.

He hadn’t expected his junior brother to visit him, and he couldn’t help but be overjoyed. The timing was absolutely perfect.

Even if they couldn’t suppress the other party.

At the very least, they could force him to retreat and inform the sect to send reinforcements afterward.

"Your Majesty, rest assured. With another Immortal Master joining us, this intruder is doomed." King Zhou Zhen said.

Emperor Renhe replied, "Good, that’s excellent news. If it weren’t for the presence of the Immortal Masters overseeing the Great Zhou Dynasty, I truly wouldn’t know how to face these challenges."

He felt profoundly grateful, a faint smile appearing on his face.

King Zhou Zhen smirked subtly, paying no heed to Emperor Renhe’s words.

If it weren’t for the protection of the Immortal Sect, how could the throne of the Great Zhou’s imperial court have ever fallen to you?

Qing Su, stepping upon his magical treasure, arrived swiftly. He’d known Zhang He for many years, their friendship stretching over 80 years. Yet he wasn’t a disciple of True Void Peak and had always been a lone wanderer.

On idle days, he would often come to visit Zhang He.

He envied Zhang He’s assignment to guard the imperial court for ten years.

Such prestigious tasks were usually divided among the True Disciples before being delegated to lower-ranking disciples. Once the ten years ended, the return to the sect would come with substantial rewards, so everyone vied for these opportunities.

If there was a downside, it was that they wouldn’t return to the sect during this period and might miss out on significant chances.

"Alright, here I am."

Qing Su hadn’t expected Senior Brother Zhang to encounter such a crisis.

Nor had he expected anyone to be so audacious.

Swoosh!

Qing Su appeared beside Zhang He and glanced at Lin Fan. At his first glance, something felt familiar—very familiar, as though he’d seen him somewhere before. At the second glance—my heavens... isn’t that Lin Fan?

The one person in the Taiwu Immortal Sect no one dared to offend.

"Junior Brother, don’t underestimate him. This man has profound mana; let’s join forces to drive him away." Zhang He said decisively.

He had been away from the Taiwu Immortal Sect for so long that he naturally knew nothing about recent developments in the sect.

"Wait a moment..."

Just as Zhang He prepared to act, Qing Su quickly stopped him. He nodded nervously toward Lin Fan, then pulled Zhang He aside.

The two began their secretive conversation in hushed voices.

"Junior Brother, what’s wrong?" Zhang He inquired.

Qing Su replied, "Senior Brother Zhang, you mustn’t attack this man—not you, not even me."

"Why?" Zhang He frowned. Could Qing Su know the opponent’s identity?

"He’s a disciple of the Taiwu Immortal Sect, and his lineage and background are beyond what we can provoke. Fortunately, I arrived, or you’d be in big trouble, Senior Brother." Qing Su whispered. He knew about Lin Fan’s departure from the sect—it wasn’t a secret. Everyone had been wondering where Lin Fan had gone, but no one imagined he’d descend into the mortal world.

Qing Su’s heart raced.

If he hadn’t shown up here, Zhang He might have caused an irreversible catastrophe.

Zhang He was utterly shocked. He hadn’t expected this man to be a disciple of the Taiwu Immortal Sect. Yet when he considered the crimes the man had committed, he grew solemn and said, "Junior Brother, even if he’s a fellow disciple and his background is untouchable, what of it? The actions he’s taken in the imperial court are severe violations of sect law. Even if he returns to the sect, no one would dare defend him."

"Moreover, as a representative of our sect stationed here to protect the imperial court, how could I stand idly by and let him behave so lawlessly?"

"Junior Brother, I won’t argue further. Stand by me as we subdue him. I’ll take full responsibility afterward."

To someone like Zhang He, imbued with an unwavering sense of justice, the thing he despised most in life was individuals relying on connections to act with impunity.

He refused to believe that, upon returning to the sect, justice wouldn’t prevail.

Qing Su stared dumbstruck at Senior Brother Zhang, as though desperately wanting to ask, "Are you serious?"

Initially, Qing Su hadn’t wanted to lay it out too blatantly.

But he changed his mind and decided to come clean.

"Senior Brother, let me be honest. Lin Fan’s mother is the Sect Leader’s elder sister. Additionally, his mother is the Supreme Elder, overseeing the Punishment Hall—a position of immense authority. Every disciple in the sect, upon seeing Lin Fan, must greet him with the utmost respect."

"Even Senior Brother Xu behaves likewise."

"Do you still wish to act?"

In a hushed tone, Qing Su laid bare everything he knew to Zhang He.

Don’t be impulsive.

Impulsiveness is the path of ruin. Why can’t you see the reality?

As Zhang He listened to his junior brother’s words, his expression shifted noticeably. From righteous indignation, to stunned disbelief, to calm, and finally to outright fear. He glanced up at Lin Fan.

Suddenly, Zhang He remembered the seemingly arrogant remarks Lin Fan had told him earlier.

They weren’t arrogant at all.

They were the absolute truth.

For real?

A mother who is the Supreme Elder.

And the Sect Leader’s elder sister, no less.

His junior brother was seriously asking if he still wanted to act?

What action could he possibly take now?

Lin Fan stood with his hands behind his back, already aware that the newly arrived disciple must have figured out his identity.

He wasn’t one to flaunt his status around.

Nor did he feel the need to boast about his position and lineage before others.

Such things were meaningless.

But even if he stayed silent, others would inevitably recognize him.

What a helpless situation.

"Senior Brother Zhang, what are your thoughts? Say something." Qing Su pressed anxiously. He was genuinely afraid that Senior Brother Zhang might act recklessly and do something unimaginable. If that happened, Qing Su would have no choice but to intervene. He absolutely couldn’t stand idly by.

Zhang He, having thought it through, began walking toward Lin Fan.

The crowd watching saw Immortal Master Zhang moving toward the opponent and secretly rejoiced, thinking the Immortal Masters had devised a plan to counter the intruder.

Yet what happened next shattered their expectations and left them completely dumbfounded.

"Brother Lin, it was my mistake. I lacked the insight to see clearly and clashed with you earlier. Please forgive me." Zhang He spoke nervously. Indeed, he despised those who relied on their connections to act recklessly, but in some cases, the "connection" in question was overwhelming. This wasn’t like leaning on a mere ordinary elder. The backing here was monumental.

"Hmm, I told you a few times, yet you didn’t believe me. But forget it. Since we’re of the same sect, I won’t make things difficult for you. Step aside for now; I’ve yet to resolve the matter at hand." Lin Fan said calmly.

Zhang He replied respectfully, "Understood, Senior Brother."

Qing Su quickly added, "Brother Lin, I am Qing Su. When you establish your own peak in the future, I hope to follow you, to learn under your guidance and serve with unreserved devotion."

This was his opportunity to show his loyalty.

After all, there was no alternative.

Everyone in the sect knew Lin Fan was the ultimate "golden thigh" to cling to.

Countless disciples yearned for the chance to follow Lin Fan.

By sheer luck, Qing Su had encountered him today and naturally had to seize the chance.

"When the time comes and my peak is established, you’re welcome to seek me out. But for now, I still have unfinished matters to address. Step aside for now as well." Lin Fan said indifferently with a dismissive wave of his hand. His demeanor exuded an unquestionable authority.

Wang Zhou was entirely dumbfounded.

He no longer had the slightest clue about what was going on.

Lin Fan’s standing within the sect seemed extraordinary, didn’t it? Just look at how deferentially his fellow disciples were treating him—it was almost as though they were facing an emperor.

King Zhou Zhen stood utterly shocked. A chill ran through his heart. The situation had spun entirely out of his control, leaving him clueless about what to do.

The opponent really was a disciple of the Taiwu Immortal Sect.

And judging by appearances, one of significant stature.

This meant he was entirely out of their league.

Emperor Renhe hurried over with trembling steps, bowing in reverence, "Immortal Master, please forgive me. I was deceived... truly deceived. I failed to recognize your esteemed identity. I beg for your mercy and understanding."

"Heh, so what if I decide to kill someone now? Will you stop me?" Lin Fan asked.

Emperor Renhe frantically waved his hands, "I wouldn’t dare... I wouldn’t dare. Whoever the Immortal Master wishes to kill is entirely your prerogative."

"Good. You know your place. If you dare to defy me and appeal to the edicts of the Sect Leader who conferred dominion upon you, I’ll have you stripped of your throne, and the Great Zhou Dynasty will have a new ruler." Lin Fan said coldly.

"Y-Yes, indeed." Emperor Renhe replied quickly, though inwardly he was skeptical. He thought to himself, *What nonsense. My position was ordained by the Sect Leader personally. What power could a mere disciple have to overturn that?*

Qing Su, seeing through Emperor Renhe’s concealed thoughts, interjected.

"Emperor Renhe, you cannot fathom my Senior Brother’s identity or status. From the perspective of mortal hierarchies, my Senior Brother’s eminence far surpasses even that of an emperor like you."

"So dismiss any doubts you have about my Senior Brother’s abilities."

"If my Senior Brother so wishes, anyone present here could become the new ruler of the Great Zhou."

Qing Su’s knife-blade of a remark was perfectly precise.

Not only did it spare Lin Fan from speaking further, but it also highlighted Lin Fan’s supremacy, making it vividly clear to everyone present.

Though, of course, "unintentional" it was not.

This left not only Emperor Renhe but every onlooker utterly stunned.

To them—

Qing Su’s words were far too terrifying.

Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction. Qing Su seemed to be a real talent after all. There might indeed be a chance of taking him in.

At that moment—

Lin Fan, holding the Flying Smoke Spirit Sword, casually swung it in the air, weaving a few elegant arcs before placing the blade squarely against Wang Shouyun’s neck. Turning to Emperor Renhe, he asked, "Can I kill him?"

"You can." Emperor Renhe trembled as he replied. At this point, it didn’t matter if the man was his illegitimate son or even his birth father—there would be no hesitation.

Slash!

With one swing, the head separated from the body.

The surrounding onlookers trembled uncontrollably. The Immortal Master had casually and openly taken a life in the grand hall of the imperial court, showing no concern whatsoever. The scene struck sheer terror into their feeble hearts.

"I do not kill for sport, but actions against me or mine warrant consequences."

"So, heed this—before taking any action, weigh the consequences carefully and decide if you are willing to bear them. If you cannot, then it’s best not to act at all. But once you do act, be prepared for the repercussions."

Slash!

Slash!

Lin Fan’s expression remained serene as he swung his sword again and again. The atmosphere became eerily calm, and the thick scent of blood quickly permeated the hall.

With a swish—

The Flying Smoke Spirit Sword pointed at the trembling King Zhou Zhen.

Thud!

King Zhou Zhen, now sobbing uncontrollably, fell to his knees, "Immortal Master... I didn’t do anything! I merely knew about it but wasn’t the mastermind. Please spare me!"