Chapter 358: Crazy, All Crazy

"Ah... the great one still remembers us, we're truly blessed." The moment Lin Fan turned around, the female disciples who had served him in the Burial Sea Demon Land cheered, not caring at all that a great demon was hovering above them.

"Fate, truly fate." What else could Lin Fan say now? The divine chicken-and-man duo he'd promised the chick was now completely gone.

After this incident, Lin Fan swore to heaven that from now on, he would never team up with the chick again.

Anyone who teams up with him is an idiot.

This was nothing but a lecherous chicken.

The Spirit Immortal Sect Master was dumbfounded, not understanding what had gotten into these disciples. And who was this young man, that they were so excited about, with the demon right above them?

Saintess Yanran looked at her junior sisters, who had completely transformed from before, leaving her at a loss, as if it were all an illusion.

These junior sisters had been terrified earlier, so why were they so excited now?

Then something even more shocking happened to the Spirit Immortal Sect members: one junior sister actually brought out a chair from inside.

"Great one, please sit. We junior sisters have been practicing our techniques since we returned; this time will definitely be better than last." A lively, pretty female disciple pulled Lin Fan aside and had him sit down.

Her pretty face showed genuine joy, and the fear from before was completely gone.

No kidding, with the great one here, what was there to fear?

That battle in the Burial Sea Demon Land had shaken heaven and earth; they had all walked through the gates of hell.

Especially the great one's imposing display, which was deeply etched into their hearts.

Even after returning to the sect, they tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Every time they closed their eyes, the darkness in their minds was suddenly pierced by light, and a figure lingered there, impossible to shake off.

"Great one, is our skill better than last time?" a pretty female disciple asked with a smile.

"Mm, not bad, not bad." Lin Fan nodded, feeling several soft, boneless little hands roaming over him—it was incredibly satisfying.

As for the purpose of his visit, he had already forgotten it, and the demon in the void, he simply ignored.

Enjoying this first was what mattered most.

The chick lay there, wings covering his little parts, looking utterly blissful, occasionally letting out a somewhat lewd cry.

"Great one, we junior sisters have learned a new sword dance. Would you like to watch?" Four female disciples said shyly, but their hearts were full of joy.

"Mm, good, good..." Lin Fan was completely relaxed now, and the prospect of a sword dance was more than welcome.

The four female disciples had slender figures and beautiful faces—a lovely sight indeed.

The Spirit Immortal Sect Master watched everything, feeling as if something was stuck in her chest.

"This... this..."

She was completely dumbfounded, having no idea what was going on.

"Yanran, this..." The sect master looked at Yanran.

"Sect Master, I don't know either." Yanran was also stunned. What had gotten into these junior sisters? Were they bewitched?

Now was the time when a demon had attacked their mountain gate, the sect was about to be destroyed, and they had the leisure for this?

The ordinary disciples of the Spirit Immortal Sect stood there dumbfounded, then looked at each other and whispered.

Those senior sisters had been talking about some great one ever since they returned from the Burial Sea Demon Land.

And an elder had died there.

When asked what happened, they were vague, and investigations turned up nothing.

Even disciples from other sects kept talking about this great one after returning.

This left the sect masters of several sects bewildered.

Had the Burial Sea Demon Land produced some ghost that scared the disciples silly?

"Mm, not bad, not bad. Press here a bit." Lin Fan sat with legs apart, a beautiful girl beside him, and female disciples at each hand and shoulder, massaging him.

Even an emperor of a nation wouldn't enjoy such luxury.

Though the Spirit Immortal Sect wasn't an invincible great sect, it was not to be underestimated. Treating sect disciples like maids was simply impossible.

"Great one, have a grape." A female disciple held a fruit platter, her voice soft, and with delicate fingers picked a purple-red grape and gently placed it into Lin Fan's mouth.

Lin Fan couldn't help but sigh. This life was satisfying...

In the void, Dragon Yanluo was also stunned by the scene below.

When this person appeared, Dragon Yanluo was full of disdain and didn't act, just watching to see what he would do.

But when a female disciple brought out a chair, Dragon Yanluo could still stay calm.

As things developed, however, Dragon Yanluo, who had seen much of the world, was completely baffled, and then filled with boundless rage.

Massages, fruit, a sword dance, and even a chicken-like beast was being served.

Dragon Yanluo thought of his own time in the sunless Ten Thousand Demon Valley, where he only cultivated, absorbing supreme demonic energy for two hundred years—two full centuries—turning himself into something neither human nor ghost, full of rage as he came out for revenge, only to find someone enjoying himself so blatantly before him.

Deserving of death ten thousand times...

"Ah..." At that moment, Dragon Yanluo erupted in fury, a roar shaking heaven and earth. "Bastard, am I invisible to you? Do you not take me seriously?"

"You wretch, you ignore me! I am the demon of all demons! Outrageous, utterly outrageous!"

Lin Fan, in the midst of enjoyment, opened his eyes slightly and looked at Dragon Yanluo floating in the void, letting out a breath to express his comfort.

"Don't rush, wait a bit. It'll be done soon." Lin Fan said softly.

"Ah... Don't ignore me! I am the ancient demon, a figure who dominates the world! How dare you, an insignificant ant, be so insolent!" Dragon Yanluo roared hoarsely, the demonic aura around him swelling even more, as if about to devour the entire Spirit Immortal Sect.

The Spirit Immortal Sect Master was horrified by the sight, then suppressed her injuries. "Junior sisters, we must not let the demon destroy the Spirit Immortal Sect."

"Sect Master, we can hold on." The grand elders nodded.

"What are you doing? The demon is upon us, disaster is imminent. How can you be so indifferent?" Yanran scolded her junior sisters angrily.

"Senior Sister, we do take it seriously. Once we've served the great one well, he'll act and the demon will be reduced to ashes. No need to worry." The female disciple massaging Lin Fan's calf turned and said softly.

"Crazy..."

"All crazy..."

"Don't you know who this demon is?"

"We know. The sect master said he's a demon sealed two hundred years ago. But with the great one here, there's no need to fear, Senior Sister. Come and massage the great one's leg too; he'll be very happy."

Yanran suddenly stepped back, as if she might spit blood. She could no longer communicate with these junior sisters.

Crazy, all of them were crazy.

"Cock-a-doodle-doo..." At that moment, the chick opened his cute eyes, which sparkled. He wanted the beautiful Yanran to rub his belly.

"Senior Sister, Lord Chick seems to want you to massage his belly." The female disciple massaging the chick's belly said sadly, as if Lord Chick had rejected her.

The chick glanced at the disciple massaging him, then extended a wing and patted her hand, as if to say, 'I, Lord Chick, don't dislike you.'

This small gesture nearly moved the female disciple to tears.

...

The Spirit Immortal Sect Master and the grand elders watched this scene, each clutching their chests as if about to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"Crazy... They've gone crazy..."