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Chapter 214 - 0211: This Person is a Heretic

Chapter 214: Chapter 0211: This Person is a Heretic

[Universe Tripod: Made from rare Space Stones, the Artifact Refiner’s skill is at a third-class level. It could have been a Dao Artifact, but it ended up as a low-grade Spiritual Artifact. It can contain living beings within it.]

This is seriously a great item.

He really lacked something like this. In the future, he could trap certain people inside and then let them cultivate Immortal Law and Divine Skills.

The "Ancestor Dragon Floating Body" manual given by Ao Wudi might be successfully cultivated to perfection.

"Hehehe!"

When Lin Fan thought about it, a mischievous grin spread across his face, sending chills down Mr. Huang’s spine. What a creepy smile. Could it be that he’s already planning how to train my daughter in... such ways?

Realizing his gaffe, Lin Fan quickly composed himself and said with a smile, "Mr. Huang, no need to be alarmed. I just recalled something amusing, that’s all."

"For Immortal Lin to smile so genuinely, it must indeed be a good matter," Mr. Huang remarked, though inwardly he was trembling—he wouldn’t dare mention how that smile had left him utterly terrified, as if his every pore had opened up in fear.

Madam Huang took hold of Lin Fan’s hand, saying, "Immortal Lin, I entrust Jiu Er to you. If she ever disrespects you or disobeys, you may scold or punish her, though I beg you to show some mercy."

"Madam," Lin Fan said with a smile, "rest assured. Once a master, forever a father. I’ll treat her as my own child, disciplining her with care and affection."

Madam Huang was overcome with emotion. Faced with her daughter leaving home, she was deeply reluctant, though she knew this was the best path for her child.

Mr. Huang, however, felt something was amiss.

The words sounded fine, yet paired with the current situation, they somehow felt... off.

He stepped forward, patted his wife’s hand lightly, and, flipping the roles, took Lin Fan’s hand himself. "Madam, Immortal Lin is an elder of the Taiwu Immortal Sect and will certainly care for Jiu Er. And for Jiu Er to enter such a sect is her great fortune. As her parents, how can we let our grief over separation hinder her bright future?"

But inwardly, he was screaming.

Friend Lin, show some restraint! That’s my wife you’re clutching. I’m still right here! That ’once a master, forever a father’ line of yours doesn’t mean you get to double up as her second dad. That’s a bit much. You can have other things—but not my wife!

Lin Fan chuckled.

How could he not know what Mr. Huang meant?

What a possessive man.

He could guarantee he hadn’t entertained any improper thoughts; it was all just normal interaction. Why get so nervous?

"Mr. Huang, Madam, I shall not linger further. Farewell."

Lin Fan cupped his fists and then left with Huang Jiujiu and the eccentric old man in tow.

Mr. Huang and Madam Huang stood watching their figures recede into the distance, waving them farewell while dabbing at the tears glistening in their eyes, filled with reluctance.

Several days later.

On the journey, Lin Fan noticed something. After leaving her home, Huang Jiujiu seemed to have entirely freed herself, taking an interest in everything, constantly chattering around Lin Fan like a lively little bird. She hadn’t stopped talking since the beginning.

Lively, talkative, innocent, and carefree.

The eccentric old man, meanwhile, kept calling her "Little Sister," which unsettled Huang Jiujiu greatly. In her view, an elder of his age should naturally be addressed as "Grandpa."

But when she did call him "Grandpa,"

The eccentric old man would throw himself onto the ground, kicking and wailing that he wasn’t an old grandpa, claiming he was still a kid and hadn’t grown up yet.

"Master, is our sect really big?" Huang Jiujiu asked, hugging Lin Fan’s arm, her large, curious eyes looking up at him.

"Mm, it’s very big. Very big."

"Master, will we be bullied in the sect?"

"No, we won’t."

...

Taiwu Immortal Sect.

"Wow..." Huang Jiujiu gawked at the Immortal Sect with her mouth wide open, her eyes glimmering like stars. Growing up in the Huang Mansion, she rarely ventured out, as her dad had always said the world outside was dangerous.

Lin Fan was pondering something.

There was no issue with bringing Huang Jiujiu back.

Taking a student was entirely normal.

However, there was a bit of a problem with the eccentric old man. Bringing him back was likely to stir up some... minor misunderstandings.

Oh well.

Having a son wasn’t that unusual, even if said "son" was on the older side.

But then again...

It didn’t seem like a big deal?

As they entered the Immortal Sect...

"Brother Lin."

"Brother Lin."

Disciples passing by greeted Lin Fan with respect. At the same time, they cast curious glances at the elder walking alongside him. Brother Lin had gone out and brought back a senior?

But then...

"Dad, there are so many people here!" the eccentric old man exclaimed happily.

Thud!

Some disciples stumbled and fell on the spot.

Others stood dumbfounded, staring at the scene before them.

"Dad?"

Oh, heavens.

Brother Lin went out and came back with a son?

Of course...

Having a son wasn’t impossible.

But the problem was, this son seemed... a bit disproportionate, didn’t he?

On the mountain peak.

A crowd gathered around Lin Fan.

Xi Xi stared wide-eyed at the eccentric old man, her hand trembling as she pointed, "Junior Brother, just what did you go through out there? How is it that you even have a son now?"

"Senior Sister, that’s not the point. It’s too complicated to explain in one sentence. Just... just treat him as my son, and that’s it," Lin Fan sighed. He truly didn’t know how to explain. He hadn’t even figured it out himself.

In fact, he wasn’t trying to make them accept it.

He simply wanted to tell them...

That such a person existed, and they should be aware.

Yang Gang and Chen Zhiyu exchanged uneasy glances, their hearts trembling.

Could it be that Junior Brother...?

They dared not imagine it.

It felt as though they’d stumbled upon some major secret.

"This is my newly accepted disciple. Jiu Er, quickly introduce yourself," Lin Fan said.

Of the two he’d brought back, only Huang Jiujiu could be considered normal.

To have a disciple at such a young age meant he’d have much greater responsibilities in the future.

Huang Jiujiu’s cute demeanor endeared her to everyone. She respectfully said, "Jiu Er greets Martial Aunt and Martial Uncles."

"Hehe, never thought I’d live to hear someone call me Martial Uncle," Chen Zhiyu said, patting his round belly, his face beaming with delight.

However, his joy was short-lived.

Because traditionally...

This required giving a greeting gift.

But... he was broke. Despite being an Inner Sect Disciple, he didn’t have anything worth gifting. It was terribly awkward.

Xi Xi gently pinched Huang Jiujiu’s cheek. "What an adorable little girl. In the sect, with Martial Aunt around, no one will dare to bully you," she said.

Then, rummaging in her belongings...

She retrieved a sachet and handed it over. "Take this. It’s a sachet my Senior Sister gave me when I first entered the sect. It helps calm the mind and ward off illness. Keep it safe with you from now on."

Huang Jiujiu’s face lit up with dimples as she smiled sweetly. "Thank you, Martial Aunt."

Xi Xi felt a touch of elation as the "Martial Aunt" title stroked her ego, making her feel unusually giddy.

"I’ll go visit my mom for a while. You all take care of them for me, especially him. Make sure he doesn’t wander off," Lin Fan said, patting the eccentric old man’s head. "Son, don’t run around. Wait for your dad to come back."

"Okay!" The eccentric old man, seemingly excited by his new environment, played around happily.

...

Lin Fan arrived at the mountain peak where his mother resided. "Mom, I’m back!"

Wei You stood beneath a tree, gazing idly at the falling leaves. Hearing his voice, she smiled, turning to say, "Finished fooling around? Finally decided to come back?"

"Mom, I wasn’t fooling around. I was just training, and I’ve even had some significant gains—I accepted a ten-year-old girl as my disciple," Lin Fan explained.

Wei You looked surprised. "Oh? My son has taken in a disciple? Make sure you don’t ruin this promising talent."

Lin Fan sighed helplessly. Was this a mother’s way of praising her child?

This wasn’t ruining anything.

He was a veritable gold-thread ham, bursting with potential. To have him as a master was a blessing of epic proportions!

"Mom, I wanted to ask you—how should a Xuanyin Body be cultivated? What type of Immortal Law would suit it best?" Lin Fan inquired.

Wei You looked intrigued. "Your disciple has a Xuanyin Body?"

Lin Fan didn’t hide it and nodded. "Yes. I came across a wealthy family’s daughter who had been kidnapped by the Thirteen Great Thieves on account of her Xuanyin Body. After rescuing her, I learned the truth.

"Her parents then insisted she become my disciple, hoping to protect her from future harm."

"I thought to myself, how could I stand idly by in such a situation? So I accepted her as my disciple," he said righteously.

He could swear...

It had absolutely nothing to do with the hefty reward they had offered.

Whether others believed this or not, at least *he* believed it.

Wei You nodded in approval. "Well done, Fan Er. This time, you’ve truly done something commendable. The Xuanyin Body is indeed extraordinary. For those who cultivate evil techniques, it’s a rare tonic."

"By taking her back to the sect, you’ve ensured her safety. Moreover, with the right Immortal Law, she’ll progress by leaps and bounds."

"Since she’s your disciple, I naturally won’t hold back."

"This Immortal Law is called the ’Xuan Chi Nine Yin Method.’ It’s well-suited for Xuanyin Bodies. While it’s not the most supreme technique, it’s certainly not ordinary either."

Lin Fan considered this for a moment.

Exactly what did his mother consider supreme, and what was merely ordinary?

When it came to these categories...

He found himself somewhat baffled.

After chatting with his mother for a while longer, Lin Fan left her peak.

Zhen Tian Peak.

"Brother Lin."

"Brother Lin, greetings," disciples greeted him along the way with utmost respect.

By now, who in the sect didn’t know Brother Lin’s identity? He was the son of the Supreme Elder—a veritable emperor within the sect.

Even Wen Xian, the sect’s top prodigy who had only recently exited seclusion, had once pointed to Lin Fan’s mountain, praising it before being sternly reprimanded by the Supreme Elder. This alone spoke volumes about the weight Lin Fan held in the elder’s heart.

Elsewhere, Ye Zhen Tian was utterly bored. Recent events had been far from ideal for him.

With Wen Xian emerging from seclusion, his overwhelming strength had every other True Disciple struggling to raise their heads.

It was deeply frustrating.

Worse still, it seemed Wen Xian might soon eclipse everyone and become the sect’s leading powerhouse.

This was nothing short of a power play to dominate the sect.

Suddenly...

A voice rang out, one Ye Zhen Tian dreaded most to hear in his life.

"Ye Zhen Tian, your Lin Fan has returned. Aren’t you going to come out and greet me?"

To Ye Zhen Tian, Lin Fan’s voice...

It was like the call of the devil itself.

Like hearing the voice of a wicked demon.

A voice so hated that everyone who heard it would want to smite its owner.

Yet...

He had no choice but to respond.

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