That battle unsettled several great provinces. The once-mighty Cult Master of the Western Sect had been defeated, losing to a junior only a little over a hundred thousand years old. The world was stunned.
At the same time, everyone realized that the Heaven Mending Sect truly was formidable, its foundations unfathomably deep. Apart from its Cult Master, it actually had another powerful woman among its ranks.
Her strength was enough to place her on equal footing with most Cult Masters in the Upper Realm, if not above them. She was simply unfathomable.
Moreover, this fairy fiercely protected her own. She had personally sought justice for her disciple, battling the master of a sect and coming to his doorstep to kill. She was utterly domineering.
Thus, everyone understood that this was a proclamation to all living beings beneath heaven: if anyone dared cast aside all shame and ambush her juniors again, she would come to their door and unleash a massacre.
"I suddenly envy that First Generation from the Heaven Mending Sect so much. With such a mighty backer, he won't have to fear anything wherever he goes."
"Exactly. If only I could become that fairy elder's disciple. It would be pure bliss."
"Stop dreaming. Not just anyone can take her as their master, unless you can also slay a First Generation against the odds..."
Cultivators from every sect discussed it heatedly, some jealous, others envious. Even the Six-Foot Golden Body had been defeated. The consequences ran deep, stirring up a storm.
Not only had Lin Fan become famous, but the formidable Qing Yao had as well. Word spread through many great clans, and countless people began reassessing this woman, overwhelmed with inexplicable shock.
"Ah, to think you've actually reached this point. You truly put the rest of us to shame!"