"What did you say?" The Young Sect Master's expression darkened, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. He suddenly realized this fellow might have come here just to humiliate himself.
"I won't say it a third time, you piece of trash. Move." Chen Fan remained utterly indifferent.
"Haha..." The Young Sect Master was so angry he laughed. A piece of trash at Qi Refining Layer 6 actually dared to put on airs in front of him. Still, this was for the best; the trip wouldn't be so boring after all. Some people were always holding back, and playing with them gave him no thrill.
"I'll see how you save him, you piece of trash. His True Qi is in chaos, and at any moment it could rupture his meridians and kill him. Let's see what you can do." The Young Sect Master sneered and stepped back. He had inflicted all of Mo Bai's injuries himself. If Mo Bai wasn't treated carefully, his True Qi would rush into his head and destroy his internal organs.
Elder Lin and the others changed expression again. The Young Sect Master's methods were vicious. When True Qi ran amok, the mildest outcome was shattered meridians and a life as a cripple; the worst was death.
Chen Fan slipped a hand into his sleeve and was about to step forward when a large hand blocked his way.
"Are you a disciple of the Inner Court? Don't meddle. Get out." Elder Lin stood in Chen Fan's way and spoke coldly.
"Move," Chen Fan said indifferently.
"You..." Elder Lin clearly hadn't expected a disciple to speak to him like that. He froze, then barked angrily, "Stand down! Are you trying to get Mo Bai killed?"
The disciples outside the room knew Mo Bai was in grave danger, and they grew anxious. If several important figures hadn't been inside, they would have rushed in and seized Chen Fan. Though they couldn't enter, that didn't stop them from shouting at him to desist.
"Chen Fan, get out here! This isn't the time for you to brag and show off," one disciple yelled sternly.
"Get out now! Don't disgrace Heavy Sword Peak!"
"Chen Jingjing, keep your brother in line!" A female disciple, jealous of Chen Jingjing's beauty, took the opportunity to shout too.
"Enough noise!" Chen Fan abruptly raised his hand and flung a Talisman out of the room.
With a hiss, the Talisman transformed into a flying sword, its cold gleam flashing as it shot toward the crowd of disciples.
"Look out!" the disciples cried, hastily retreating to dodge the flying sword.
"Chen Fan, how dare you attack us?" they shouted furiously.
"That was a warning. Anyone who objects can come at me." Without even turning his head, Chen Fan pulled the Talisman from his sleeve.
"So you're Chen Fan? I told you to leave. I'm ordering you as an Elder." Elder Lin glared at Chen Fan in fury. As he spoke, the muscles in his face twitched.
Elder Lin's roar brought delighted smiles to the faces of the disciples outside the wooden house. Their eyes gleamed with schadenfreude.
"I'm leaving Heavy Sword Peak." Chen Fan looked at Elder Lin with a gaze like ice and spoke indifferently.
"You..." Elder Lin's eyes widened. Clearly, he hadn't expected Chen Fan to say that.
Chen Jingjing and Zhang Rumeng were both shocked. They looked anxiously at Chen Fan. "Chen Fan, don't act rashly."
"This is getting more and more entertaining." Just then, an incongruous laugh rang out. It was the Young Sect Master.
Chen Fan ignored him. He took a step with the Formless Step, his figure blurring slightly, and appeared in front of Mo Bai's bed the next instant.
"Is that... the Formless Step?"
Elder Lin and the others froze. They turned to stop Chen Fan, only to see the yellow Talisman pinched between his fingers.
"The Three Flowers Gathering at Crown Talisman!" Yang Feng and Elder Lin exclaimed at the same time.
Elder Li furrowed his brow, a strange glint passing through his eyes.
"How is that possible?" The smile on the Young Sect Master's face instantly froze. Even the two Foundation Establishment experts behind him changed expression slightly.
True Qi surged in Chen Fan's hand and flowed into the Human Flower Talisman. He was igniting it.
"Stop!" The Young Sect Master's face twisted with rage. He curled his hand into a claw and lunged for Chen Fan. Chen Fan furrowed his brow, but didn't stop what he was doing.
"Why waste such a precious Talisman on a piece of trash?" A cold gleam flashed in the Young Sect Master's eyes as he reached for Chen Fan.
Chen Fan said nothing. He took another step with the Formless Step, and at the same time, the Talisman in his hand hissed, a fire dragon surging from it as he moved.
The Young Sect Master missed. Seeing the flames burst forth, he knew he was too late.
Smack! Chen Fan slapped the Human Flower Talisman firmly against Mo Bai's forehead. At the same time, a vast flood of True Qi poured from his palm into Mo Bai's forehead, helping him refine the Talisman faster.
Boom! Mo Bai felt a scorching torrent race through his meridians like an erupting volcano.
"Ah..." The searing heat in his meridians made Mo Bai feel as if his whole body were on fire. He couldn't help but cry out.
"Senior Brother..."
"Chen Fan, stop!" The disciples outside the wooden house glared at Chen Fan with bloodshot eyes and shouted furiously.
"Fools." Chen Fan snapped, then abruptly withdrew his palm and pulled Mo Bai up from the bed. He followed with another strike, hitting the Fengmen Acupoint on Mo Bai's back.
Pfft!
Mo Bai spat out a mouthful of black blood, but most of his vitality had recovered.
"Chen Fan, you..." Mo Bai realized that eight-tenths of his injuries had healed in an instant. He stared at Chen Fan in astonishment.
"You saved my life. Now I've repaid the favor." Chen Fan cut him off.
Elder Lin's expression was complicated. Chen Fan really had managed to save Mo Bai, and his methods were so ingenious that they were nowhere near his level.
"Hmph, Chen Fan, I'll remember this." The Young Sect Master laughed angrily and turned to leave the wooden house. Though he very much wanted to pry the origin of the Three Flowers Gathering at Crown Talisman out of Chen Fan, Chen Fan's actions had made him lose face, and he didn't want to stay another moment. As for Chen Fan, he figured that even if the monk escaped, the temple couldn't run away.
With that, the Young Sect Master strode out of the wooden house with the two Foundation Establishment experts. Under the strange gazes of the many disciples, his hatred for Chen Fan swelled without limit.
"Chen Fan, you've earned some merit here..." Elder Lin cleared his throat and began, but Chen Fan walked away without so much as changing expression. The rest of Elder Lin's words caught in his throat, and his face grew awkward.
"Let's go home," Chen Fan said to the two girls indifferently, then turned and headed out of the wooden house.
Chen Jingjing and Zhang Rumeng hurried after him. But when they reached Elder Li, Chen Jingjing seemed to remember something. She looked at him and said, "Elder Li, Chen Fan has reached Qi Refining Layer 6. About my father..."
"We'll discuss that later." A hint of unease flashed through Elder Li's eyes as he interrupted her.
Chen Jingjing found it even stranger, but she was more concerned about where Chen Fan had gotten his Talisman. So she nodded to Elder Li, turned, and followed Zhang Rumeng after Chen Fan, heading home.
Yang Feng said nothing. Elder Lin had gone too far, but as Vice Peak Master, Yang Feng hadn't stopped him either. Besides, Chen Fan had announced in front of everyone that he was leaving Heavy Sword Peak.
Yang Feng thought that if he tried to persuade Chen Fan to stay, it would undermine his authority before the disciples. Though Chen Fan possessed a precious Talisman, Yang Feng felt that Qi Refining Layer 6 alone wasn't enough to make him set aside his dignity.
Elder Li stood to one side, his expression complicated as he pondered.
"Elder Li, what did that girl want from you just now?" Yang Feng asked when he noticed Elder Li seemed distracted.
"Nothing. She was just trying to plead for her brother." Elder Li came back to himself and answered casually.
Yang Feng nodded slightly and didn't give it another thought. He turned to Mo Bai and asked, "How are you feeling?"
"Eight-tenths of my injuries have healed, and... my meridians seem stronger than before," Mo Bai said, puzzled. He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination.
"Good. Rest and recover," Yang Feng said. As for Mo Bai's meridians, he paid no attention to them. In all his years of cultivation, he had never heard of meridians becoming more resilient.
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