Lin Fan had known all along how Four Seasons Daoist would react. That was precisely why he had said those things to him.
"You were right to cripple him."
Four Seasons Daoist murmured, "It seems my overprotectiveness really has caused others a great deal of trouble."
"Master Lin, I apologize to you, and I also offer my apologies to everyone my disciples have hurt."
"From now on, I will remain in the Daoist temple forever. Whatever happens to my disciples will have nothing to do with me!"
The outside world was too frightening. He only wanted to return to his own little patch of land.
Just then.
Han Bing walked over and said with a faint smile, "Four Seasons Daoist, this matter isn't as simple as you think. You left seclusion many times afterward to help some of your disciples take revenge on others."
"Your cultivation doesn't mean we can simply let you stay in the Daoist temple and never come out!"
Hearing this, Four Seasons Daoist froze. He was at the Qi Refinement peak. Could it be that he still had to face punishment?
Suddenly.
Lin Fan formed hand seals and struck Four Seasons Daoist in the abdomen.
"Seal!"
He chanted an incantation, and streams of spiritual power surged out, sealing Four Seasons Daoist's cultivation completely.
His cultivation was gone?
Four Seasons Daoist's eyes widened. How had his cultivation disappeared? Had he become a mortal?
Filled with panic, he looked at Lin Fan before him and immediately dropped to his knees, begging for mercy. "I've saved plenty of people! Although my disciples have indirectly harmed some people because of me over the years, my merits should offset my faults. Surely you don't need to seal my cultivation!"
Not far away, Master Yun watched the scene with his heart pounding