Chapter 160: This Person's Template Is Off

At this moment, Lin Fan looked up to the sky and sighed.

Discipliner? What exactly is your purpose?

Now, Lin Fan only felt uneasy. The system was getting lazier and lazier, giving him a new skill but not a complete introduction.

Perhaps he could only rely on himself to figure it all out.

At this moment, Lin Fan pushed open the door, ready to go to a good place and try out the wonders of this 'Discipliner'.

Outside, the scenery was beautiful, the sky high and the earth vast.

His lovely little disciple was already fast asleep. Since he had accepted this disciple, he naturally had to nurture her well.

At this moment, Lin Fan saw Zhang Er'gou's dejected figure sitting on the stone bench where he himself had once sat, gazing up at the heavens and the earth.

Lin Fan walked forward slowly, able to feel Zhang Er'gou's lonely heart.

'Er'gou, what are you thinking about?' Lin Fan stood behind Zhang Er'gou, looking at that unappealing face, and asked softly.

'Sect Leader, I'm thinking about the path ahead.'

Lin Fan was slightly surprised, never expecting that the shameless Er'gou could have such a moment.

But... this wouldn't do.

'Er'gou.'

'Hmm?'

'Your dejection like this makes me unable to see the sect's future,' Lin Fan sighed softly with helplessness.

Suddenly, an elusive pressure enveloped the heavens and the earth.

This aura was very faint, so faint that others could hardly detect it, and even Lin Fan didn't feel it.

Zhang Er'gou, who had been so downcast, suddenly changed expression, his eyes filled with a sense of shame. Then, as if turning a page, he instantly stood up.

'Sect Leader, I'll go cultivate now. I will definitely let you see the sect's future.' Zhang Er'gou said with a serious expression, and without waiting for Lin Fan to say anything more, he immediately returned to his room.

Lin Fan was momentarily stunned, somewhat puzzled. Could this be the power of the sub-profession 'Discipliner'?

Lin Fan still didn't quite understand, but then he stopped worrying about it and headed toward the sect's Punishment Hall.

The Punishment Hall was the place for administering punishment, where disciples who had committed errors were imprisoned, along with spies from other sects.

When Lin Fan arrived at the Punishment Hall, the disciple at the door saw him.

Within the sect, Lin Fan could be considered a celebrity. Although not everyone had seen him, his name was known to all. This disciple, an outer disciple, was fortunate enough to have seen Lin Fan before and was naturally extremely excited.

'Uncle Lin, why have you come here?' the outer disciple asked.

'Nephew, your uncle has come to see those imprisoned nephews inside. Although they have committed errors, I want them to repent as soon as possible and see the light of day again.' Lin Fan lied through his teeth, unmatched in the world.

To the disciple guarding the door, this was deeply moving. He never expected that Uncle could have such a heart, truly worthy of respect.

'Uncle, I must warn you. The disciples imprisoned inside are all vicious, ruthless beasts who have lost all humanity,' the guard disciple said.

Lin Fan smiled and nodded, 'Mm.'

For Lin Fan, if he wanted to test the sub-profession 'Discipliner', it wouldn't be interesting if the opponent was too weak.

Vicious, ruthless, and insane—those were more suitable.

Then Lin Fan walked inside. The interior was like a dungeon, winding and twisting, with many cells on both sides, each holding many prisoners.

Inside, the murderous intent soared to the sky, like the Nine Nether Hell. No one cried out for justice; there were only beast-like roars and spine-chilling words.

'Kill... kill...'

Lin Fan walked slowly inward. Ahead, there was a light, and the sound of whips striking came to his ears.

When Lin Fan entered, he saw a naked disciple tied to a black iron pillar, while another disciple struck him hard with a specially made whip.

'Haha, once I, Mie Qiongqi, get out, I'll take your heads off one by one and kick them around like balls. Come on, hit me, harder.' The disciple tied to the pillar had bulging muscles, a bald head, and fierce eyes like a wild beast.

Lin Fan's entrance naturally drew attention.

'Eh, Uncle Lin, why are you here?' A disciple who had been sitting there quickly stood up and respectfully approached.

'Mm, just looking around. Who is this person?' Lin Fan pointed at the disciple on the pillar and asked.

'Uncle, this is an inner disciple, once a sect prodigy. During a trial in a forbidden land, he brutally killed a fellow disciple to seize a treasure,' the inner disciple said indignantly.

'What is to be done with him?' Lin Fan asked.

'Six years of whipping, cultivation废除, and expulsion from the Saint Sect.'

Lin Fan stepped forward, his gaze fixed on Mie Qiongqi tied to the pillar, scrutinizing him carefully.

'What are you looking at? Believe me, I'll smash you into a meat patty,' Mie Qiongqi said wildly, truly insane.

'Slap...'

'How dare you be disrespectful to Uncle Lin.' The disciple beside him suddenly raised his whip and struck Mie Qiongqi hard.

'Haha...' Mie Qiongqi took the whip and laughed loudly, not taking it seriously at all.

Although his cultivation was sealed by the elders, his physical strength had reached an inhuman level.

'Small Heaven Rank High Stage (Sealed).'

This was the highest cultivation Lin Fan had seen among inner disciples.

Lin Fan couldn't help but sigh. This Mie Qiongqi was indeed a top prodigy of the Saint Sect.

Currently, no inner disciple of the Saint Sect could match him.

Thinking about how the current Saint Sect disciples were being beaten by other sects, if this guy hadn't made a mistake, the situation might have been very different.

'A pity, truly a pity,' Lin Fan shook his head helplessly. 'Small Heaven Rank High Stage, a sect prodigy, yet you killed a fellow disciple. How disappointing.'

'Hmph, I kill whoever I want. None of your damn business,' Mie Qiongqi said viciously, veins bulging on his bald head, looking ferocious.

'Uncle, this place is filthy. You should go back,' said the disciple in charge of punishment, anger flashing in his eyes. This guy dared to insult Uncle Lin; after Uncle left, he would make him pay.

'It's fine. Although this disciple is extremely vicious, I can feel that his conscience hasn't completely died. Perhaps he can still be saved,' Lin Fan said, waving his hand.

'Uncle, he's completely mad. Originally, his crime deserved death, but the Sect Leader, considering his contributions to the sect, spared his life, only废除 his cultivation and leaving him to fend for himself.'

'What are you babbling about? I, Mie Qiongqi, don't need anyone's mercy. Even if you kill me, I'll be reborn and come back to kill you all,' Mie Qiongqi struggled violently.

At this moment, Lin Fan frowned slightly, feeling something was off.

In his previous life, Lin Fan had read countless books. This kind of person was completely a dark protagonist template.

High cultivation, arrogant, bloodthirsty, and most importantly, not afraid of death. Usually, villains would beg for mercy at death's door, but Mie Qiongqi wasn't afraid at all.

Something's wrong, definitely wrong.

Perhaps he should give it a try.