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Chapter 220 - 0217: Let Me Be the Supporting Role This Time

Chapter 220: Chapter 0217: Let Me Be the Supporting Role This Time

Lin Fan had no intention of listening to a single word the Sect Leader was saying.

Why bother with all this?

Wouldn’t it be simpler to just say, "I, as the Sect Leader, am paving the way for Wen Xian. All of you make preparations—it’s forbidden for anyone to overshadow Wen Xian"?

Why was there a need to go on and on like this?

Did he not realize the kind of price the Immortal Sect was paying for this?

But on second thought, it wasn’t too bad.

At least the disciples could gain some benefits.

At this moment.

The outer sect disciples led by Lin Fan were whispering among themselves.

"Wow, we’re actually with Brother Lin. We’re really lucky this time."

"Brother Lin is the son of the Supreme Elder, and he stole the spotlight during the True Disciple Ceremony, even gaining recognition from many senior figures in the Immortal Sect."

"This is incredible luck."

"But I wonder if Brother Lin is easy to get along with."

They were all outer sect disciples—existences that the Immortal Sect could hardly notice, constantly striving to climb higher.

They hoped, through their own efforts, to become true disciples of the Immortal Sect.

Though it was incredibly difficult, nobody gave up.

Some had Spirit Roots of a lower grade. While others might take only one year to reach a certain realm, for them it might take ten or even several decades.

Yet despite this, they continued to work diligently and persistently.

Not long after.

Lin Fan waved his hand, wrapping the outer sect disciples in mana and swiftly leaving the Immortal Sect as they flew towards the Black Demon Platform.

He noticed that there weren’t many True Disciples participating in this mission.

Perhaps this was intentionally arranged by the Sect Leader.

The true focus of this mission seemed to be placed on him.

Using me to highlight Wen Xian’s presence?

Sigh!

What a painstaking effort.

At the same time, probably to prevent my mother from losing her temper, the Sect Leader must have pretended to assign more True Disciples to this mission.

You see, "This Sect Leader isn’t targeting anyone—I really assigned many True Disciples. Don’t let your mind wander. I swear I’m not singling out your son. You just have to trust me."

On the way to the Black Demon Platform.

Lin Fan noticed those outer sect disciples appeared somewhat nervous in his presence, so he took the initiative to ask.

"How long have you all been in the Taiwu Immortal Sect?"

The outer sect disciples, who were softly conversing among themselves, were startled when they heard Brother Lin’s question and responded nervously.

"Brother Lin, I’ve been in the Sect for ten years. Among us, the longest is fifteen years, while the shortest has been here for three years."

For them.

Over a decade passed in the blink of an eye.

In the world of cultivation, time was the least valuable currency.

But to Lin Fan, if he had to cultivate for such a long time without progress, he would go mad—too long, far too long.

These outer sect disciples likely came from noble families in the mortal world.

But upon entering the Immortal Sect, they could only start as outer sect disciples.

Once hailed as prodigies, they now seemed average within the Sect. Perhaps their lifelong cultivation would only grant them the status of inner sect disciples.

He had seen cultivators in the Immortal Sect spend their entire lives stuck in the Golden Core Realm.

Even until their death, they couldn’t break through to the Nascent Soul Realm.

"Your task this time is to slay the demons within the Black Demon Platform," Lin Fan said. "Given your abilities, it’s unwise to delve too deep, so we’ll focus on the outer perimeter."

"Understood, Brother Lin."

They replied, fully aware of their own strength and the dangers of venturing too far. With so many of them, there was no way Brother Lin could protect each one.

It was common for Immortal Sect disciples to lose their lives during training missions.

Cultivation was a brutal journey.

Not as idyllic as some might imagine.

After a while.

A distant cliff came into view.

In front of the cliff, a swirling vortex appeared—seemingly some sort of passageway.

This cliff was the Black Demon Platform, and the vortex led to its interior.

Legends spoke of this place.

The Black Demon Platform was said to be the site where a powerful demon had perished, its turbid blood forming a corrupted area, resulting in the creation of countless demons.

These demons were neither human, nor demon, nor beast.

They were beings formed from condensed turbid energy.

Lin Fan didn’t see any other True Disciples; perhaps they had already entered. Without waiting further, he whisked the outer sect disciples along, flying straight in with a rush.

Suddenly.

A black wind howled towards them.

The outer sect disciples shivered under its influence, hurriedly activating their mana to shield themselves, while those who couldn’t gather enough relied on their physical vitality to resist.

"This place is rather mysterious."

Lin Fan observed. Legends were just that—legends. Whether they held true or not was uncertain, but there was always some basis behind such tales.

This was clearly an artificially created space.

The environment appeared barren, devoid of vegetation or life.

In the distance, there was movement.

A group of creatures could be vaguely seen moving across the ground. Upon closer inspection, they were indeed demons.

[Demon: Reshape Three Flames Demon.]

[Possible Loot: Black Demon Yin Qi.]

[Note: None.]

Huh!

Lin Fan was perplexed. They were clearly Reshape Three Flames demons, yet could only drop a single type of loot. It was puzzling.

"Demons. Those are demons."

"Such powerful demons—the cold they emit can be felt even from this distance."

The outer sect disciples grew increasingly vigilant. This place was undoubtedly dangerous; a single moment of carelessness could cost them their lives.

Lin Fan lowered them to the ground.

"The training begins—go."

Meanwhile, he remained floating in the air, observing the situation below.

Though they were outer sect disciples, they were still sect members. Since he had brought them here, he naturally felt a responsibility to watch over them. He couldn’t let them die here.

"Attack!"

One disciple, wielding a weapon, charged at the demons.

These demons seemed to lack self-awareness, drifting like wandering spirits. However, when one disciple entered their range, they reacted abruptly, spewing black mist from their mouths and lunging with screeches.

The outer sect disciples were competent cultivators.

Most oscillated around the fifth level of the Transcendence Realm, though there were also a few in the Longevity First Level Foundation Establishment Realm.

The strongest among them were in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

If anyone had broken through to the Heavenly Destiny Realm, they wouldn’t have joined this mission—they’d already be inner sect disciples.

"Hah!"

One disciple swung their axe, slaying a demon. The demon let out a shrill cry before collapsing, and a black orb rolled out of its body.

This was their mission: slay demons and obtain Black Demon Yin Qi from their bodies.

Not far away.

Another disciple was struggling, forced into a defensive position. The demon’s claws were too sharp and quick, leaving the disciple unable to parry effectively.

With a crack, his mortal-grade weapon was shattered by the demon, its claws hurtling towards his head. There was no chance to dodge.

"I’m going to die," the disciple thought despairingly, closing his eyes.

He didn’t believe shouting for help would save him—nor did he think Brother Lin would intervene.

After all, this was a training mission.

Out in the field, survival depended on oneself.

Yet after a moment.

He didn’t feel the anticipated pain. Instead, a voice reached his ears.

"How can you afford to lose focus when fighting a demon? Even if you’re outmatched, you should still put up a fight."

Recognizing the voice.

The disciple snapped his eyes open. The demon before him had been pinned to the ground by a single sword strike.

Lin Fan extended his hand, and the Flying Smoke Spirit Sword dissolved into mist, leaving the demon’s body before merging back by Lin Fan’s side.

"Thank you for saving me, Brother Lin," the disciple said gratefully, feeling a newfound appreciation for life after narrowly escaping death.

At the same time, he grew even more thankful toward Brother Lin, who had proven himself kindhearted.

Lin Fan continued to observe the scene below.

For the outer sect disciples, this was indeed an excellent training ground.

As long as their lives weren’t at risk, he refrained from intervening.

Getting injured? That was par for the course.

Gradually.

From time to time, voices calling out "Thank you, Brother Lin" could be heard.

They had presumed they’d meet their end.

Unexpectedly, Brother Lin had been watching over them, stepping in during moments of crisis—this allowed them to grow significantly.

"Great terror dwells between life and death."

Often, it was in the fleeting instant of a life-or-death moment that significant breakthroughs were made.

Lin Fan had initially expected these demons to yield valuable loot, but now it seemed these creatures were utterly disappointing.

He couldn’t even muster the energy to act himself.

Forget it.

The True Disciple Ceremony had allowed him to overshadow Wen Xian significantly. Since the Sect Leader wanted Wen Xian to earn favor among the disciples, he was willing to go along with it.

He resigned himself to playing the supporting role this once.

After all.

He considered himself the senior brother.

At least he had the heart to tolerate this much.

Deeper within the Black Demon Platform.

"Brother Wen Xian is incredible, simply amazing."

"Yes, Brother Wen Xian’s moves are extraordinary—he subdued that Three God Realm demon in a single strike."

"Seems like this mission will be much smoother with him around."

Wen Xian led a group of inner sect disciples into the depths of the Black Demon Platform. Whenever they encountered demons, he easily subdued them, efficient and decisive, leaving the others feeling little threat to their safety.

"Junior brothers and sisters, your task is to collect Black Demon Yin Qi—get to it. If anyone is unable to find any, let me know, and I’ll continue exterminating these demons."

He listened to the praise from his junior peers, his heart swelling with pride and vanity.

This was what he enjoyed most.

As for the demons, to him, they were as insignificant as dust.

He didn’t need to take them seriously.

"Brother Wen Xian is truly outstanding!"

"With him here, our mission is much easier."

They deliberately flattered Wen Xian, hoping to gain his favor. After all, with his high status in the Immortal Sect, forming a connection with him could mean rising to new heights.

But at that moment.

An overwhelming and terrifying aura surged from the distance.

A howl, unlike any human sound, echoed towards them.

The reverberating soundwaves created rippling shock waves, devastating everything in their path as they barreled forward.

"What is that?"

Startled, Wen Xian struck out with his palm, forming a barrier to block the incoming soundwaves.

"Who’s there?"

"Show yourself. Stop hiding like a coward!"

Wen Xian bellowed, becoming increasingly alert.

Soon after.

A sinister voice rang out from the distance, saying, "Foolish cultivators—you dare run rampant here? None of you will leave alive."

Darkness began to spread from the far horizon, advancing rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it pressed closer, as though shrinking the distance through the art of spatial manipulation.

It seemed as though the darkness aimed to swallow everything.

Just as the darkness approached Wen Xian and his group, it abruptly stopped advancing and began to concentrate, condensing suddenly into a humanoid figure.

This figure’s appearance was indiscernible.

A black cloak shrouded its form.

Its wrists, ankles, and neck were all wreathed in black mist, leaving no features visible.

Yet everyone could feel it.

They were being watched.

A bone-chilling sensation swept through their hearts.

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