After returning to the sect under the identity of the Blood Demon Sect Master, Lin Fan spent most of his time in the highest palace.
No one disturbed him here. Even the Peak Masters of the several main peaks dared not come here without an important matter.
A figure bent over the desk, silently copying Rune Patterns.
The Flowing Cloud Sword Sect not only controlled abundant resources, but also housed many important collections of books. There were more than a thousand ancient texts containing Rune Patterns alone.
You copied the six Rune Patterns from "Legends of the Sea," rewarding you with 12 years of lifespan. You copied the seven Rune Patterns from "The Mad Ancient Scripture," rewarding you with 14 years of lifespan. You copied the eight Rune Patterns from "Miscellaneous Chapters of the Sword Dao," rewarding you with 16 years of lifespan.
In just one morning, Lin Fan had gained forty-two years of lifespan through copying.
The steady increase in his lifespan filled his body with vitality, and his entire being brimmed with energy and vigor.
Suddenly, Lin Fan set down his brush and ink, raised his head toward the outside, and said, "Come in."
The moment his voice fell, a graceful figure slowly walked in.
Unlike her previous haggard and disheveled appearance, she now wore a plain-colored gauze dress. Her skin was as white and delicate as snow, her waist slender, and her features exquisite and beautiful.
Looking at the figure seated behind the desk, she said softly, "This servant pays her respects to the Sect Master."
"Is something the matter?"
She lifted her chin and said, "I came to serve the Sect Master."
Lin Fan froze. "You don't have to do this."
"The Sect Master saved our lives. You are our