Chapter 19: This Junior Brother Is a Bit Aloof

The next morning.

Lin Fan had always believed in one saying.

The early bird catches the worm.

In such a fiercely competitive outer sect, Lin Fan had to seize every second and minute.

Morning, noon, and afternoon.

Every day, Lin Fan could only see all the outer sect disciples during these three time periods. The rest of the time, those disciples were holed up in their rooms cultivating. In Lin Fan's view, they were all so reclusive, and he worried they might develop some problems from staying indoors too much.

Lin Fan wandered around outside the dining hall, his bright eyes darting slyly as he observed his surroundings.

Just then, Lin Fan's eyes lit up as he spotted a target ahead.

Two people ahead were arguing fiercely, their faces red, as if they might come to blows at any moment.

"Two senior brothers, please calm down. Whatever the matter, let's talk it out nicely. Don't harm your friendship," Lin Fan immediately stepped forward and said.

"This junior brother, you've come just in time. Judge for yourself. Last time he borrowed ten 'Qi-Nourishing Pills' from me, saying he needed them to break through his cultivation. He promised to give me ten more when the sect distributes the pills next month. But now this guy is reneging. Isn't that infuriating?" The speaker, not very sturdy in build, looked indignant. Lin Fan's arrival gave him an outlet to vent.

But as soon as the outer sect disciple spoke, the one arguing with him couldn't take it anymore. "You're being unreasonable! When did I ever say I'd give you ten more? Junior brother, don't listen to him. I only said I'd give one more."

Seeing the two talking endlessly, Lin Fan revealed a slight smile. He hadn't expected that even within the sect, there would be something like usury.

"Two senior brothers, hear me out. Do you have any written evidence?" Lin Fan said.

"No. I trusted him, so I lent them to him. Who would have thought he'd be like this?"

"You're being unreasonable! What do you mean 'like this'? This matter was only about giving one more..."

...

Seeing the two start arguing fiercely again, Lin Fan quickly pulled them apart. "Two senior brothers, please listen to me."

"Alright, junior brother, go ahead."

"Yes."

Lin Fan looked at the two. "Two senior brothers, it seems you were once friends, weren't you?"

"Hmph, that was before. Not anymore."

"I don't have a friend like you either."

Lin Fan smiled and said seriously, "Two senior brothers, friendship is not easy to come by. To become enemies like this, don't you feel it's a loss?"

The two were taken aback by Lin Fan's words.

"If he gives me back the ten pills, we can still be friends."

"Impossible. If you admit you tricked me, I'll still recognize you as a friend."

...

Then the two started arguing fiercely again. Lin Fan sighed directly and waved his hand. "Two senior brothers, stop arguing. Leave this matter to me. I'll make sure you two become friends again."

The two looked at Lin Fan doubtfully, not understanding what this junior brother was up to...

But the next second, they understood profoundly.

"Steal the Peach."

"Ding, congratulations! 'Steal the Peach' experience +300."

"Ding, congratulations! 'Steal the Peach' experience +300."

"Ding, congratulations! Defeated a fifth-stage Houtian disciple, experience +400."

"Ding, congratulations! Defeated a fourth-stage Houtian disciple, experience +300."

...

At this moment, Lin Fan watched the two men crouching on the ground in pain, clutching their crotches, then waved his hand and left without taking a single cloud with him.

In Lin Fan's view, as long as there was a common enemy, they could become friends. Now, to help this pair with pure friendship reconcile, what did it matter if he played the villain?

After all, he was someone determined to grow into a good person who loved helping others.

...

Along the way, Lin Fan encountered many incidents. Each time, he was the first to step forward and resolve the conflict. Although the parties involved ended up hating him, to Lin Fan, that wasn't a problem.

Because through this roundabout way of saving the country, they would understand one day.

"Eh, Senior Brother Han..." At this moment, Lin Fan saw Han Lu. Remembering last night's incident, Lin Fan felt a bit guilty.

Han Lu was in a good mood today. Last night, he had successfully broken through to the fifth stage of Houtian. Although he hadn't made it to the sixth stage, it was at least a good start.

Just then, Han Lu heard someone calling him and looked around in confusion.

But when he saw who was calling him, his expression changed in shock. Then he lowered his head and walked quickly, pretending not to have seen the person.

Because Han Lu was really afraid he might lose control and kill that guy.

"Senior Brother... Senior Brother." Lin Fan called a few times, but seeing that Han Lu ignored him, he sighed. This senior brother was really too petty.

Then Lin Fan returned to normal and continued his good-person act, solving problems for his fellow sect brothers.

Through Lin Fan's unremitting efforts, the experience for 'Steal the Peach' soared.

"Ding, congratulations! 'Steal the Peach' has leveled up."

Lin Fan's mood was really wonderful now. 'Steal the Peach' had leveled up. He wondered what it would be like after advancement.

As Lin Fan continuously used 'Steal the Peach,' he discovered that this low-grade technique, once raised to a certain level, was actually quite formidable.

It seemed that all techniques in the world progressed from simple to difficult. Even supreme techniques were created by others.

And the source of that creation must have started from the basics, through continuous exploration and completion, eventually becoming a supreme technique.

Although 'Steal the Peach' had only one move, being able to use it so skillfully, even surpassing its original intent, was probably something only Lin Fan could do.

Even the creator of 'Steal the Peach' might not match Lin Fan's skill.

At this moment, Lin Fan had a lofty ideal: to upgrade the low-grade 'Steal the Peach' into a supreme technique.

When Lin Fan entered the dining hall, he looked around and noticed a crowd gathered in one place.

Lin Fan's heart leaped with joy. Oh my, it seemed something big was happening again. He couldn't help but immediately walk over.

But when he saw what was inside, his mood instantly soured.

Wang Tianfeng, again. That guy worth only ten experience points.

At this moment, Wang Tianfeng had found another soft target.

The person whose food was being snatched was probably a newly admitted junior brother. But this junior brother was strangely calm. However, Lin Fan could see a deep anger in his eyes—not ordinary anger, but the kind that wanted to tear someone apart.

The people around were whispering.

"This Fang Han is really unlucky."

"Yeah, just entered the sect and runs into this. What a bummer."

...

"You can get lost now." Wang Tianfeng looked at Fang Han and said disdainfully.

Wang Tianfeng had been having bad luck lately, and bullying these soft targets felt pretty good.

Fang Han gritted his teeth at Wang Tianfeng, also understanding that the person behind Wang Tianfeng was Yi Zhongyu. For now, he had to endure. In the future, he would tear this bastard to pieces. As for Yi Zhongyu, he was just a small stumbling block in his future path.

What gave Fang Han such confidence was that he possessed the inheritance of the ancient demon lord, the Demon Emperor.

Lin Fan observed the situation. Seeing this newly admitted junior brother being bullied by Wang Tianfeng, he felt that as a senior brother, he should act like one.

Lin Fan cleared his throat. "Wang Tianfeng, do you want to eat a peach again?"

Wang Tianfeng, who had been arrogant just a moment ago, froze at these words. Then he looked at Lin Fan, his expression changing slightly as he felt a chill in his crotch.

Without another word, he put down his food on the table and turned to leave.

Watching Wang Tianfeng leave, Lin Fan didn't stop him. After all, he was just a worthless piece of trash worth only ten experience points. What more could be said?

"Thank you, senior brother." Fang Han said coldly, then picked up his food and left.

"Huh, a bit aloof. Not bad, not bad..." Lin Fan smiled. The more distinctive a person's character, the more Lin Fan liked them, because such people could grow and become experience babies in the future.