"Roar! Roar! Roar… Junior Brother won! Not only did he defeat the heir of the Western Sect, but he even sent the Heaven-Severing Sect's witch fleeing in disgrace!"
A group of Heaven Mending Sect disciples erupted in cheers, their excitement uncontainable. They gazed at the small figure with fervent admiration.
This was their sect's initial-generation prodigy, not yet ten years old, who had vanquished one of the strongest heirs of a province. Such a feat was staggering—how many could compare?
It was easy to imagine that after today, Lin Fan's name would resound across the Three Thousand Provinces, his fame spreading like wildfire.
Even the disciples of the Heaven Mending Sect felt a surge of pride and glory.
"Come on, let's escort Junior Brother back to the city and hold a grand feast to celebrate!"
In the next moment, a throng of young men and women rushed forward, surrounding Lin Fan with fiery enthusiasm. A senior brother even brought a luxurious palanquin, personally inviting him to ride into the inner city.
Some bold young women, around fifteen or sixteen, went further, playfully pinching Lin Fan's tender cheeks, pressing him close to their soft embraces, as if beholding a rare treasure.
"Wow, Junior Brother, you're so handsome, so adorable! I want to have your babies!"
"Say, what kind of girl does Junior Brother like? My little sister asked me to find out…"
"Pssst, just between us, Senior Sister makes a mean braised pork knuckle!" A sultry beauty leaned in, her warm breath fragrant like orchids, whispering softly in his ear.
Lin Fan's heart fluttered. Even with his thick skin, he couldn't withstand such teasing from so many women.
But… braised pork knuckle? Now that's my kind of dish!
"This guy…" Yue Chan's delicate brows furrowed. Watching the boy swarmed by senior sisters, she felt a twinge of jealousy, though she couldn't quite place why.
But then, a voice snapped her out of it, and her stunning face darkened instantly.
"Little Yueyue, don't forget to settle the bill!" Lin Fan shot her a wink, his grin dazzling, revealing a row of gleaming white teeth.
"Stinking Junior Brother, barely half a day of glory…" Yue Chan sighed. Having such a quirky yet monstrously talented junior brother—she wasn't sure if it was a blessing or a curse.
Either way, it put her under immense pressure, with a hint of frustration. Compared to him, she, the sect's saintess, felt almost… useless!
Yue Chan alternated between grinding her teeth and letting a faint smile curl her lips, lost in her thoughts.
"No need to worry, Little Yueyue. I won't look down on you, nor will I steal your spot as the sect's heir. After all, you've got one thing I can't beat… you're pretty enough," Lin Fan's voice teased through a mental transmission.
Yue Chan rolled her eyes, a mix of exasperation washing over her. Was he treating her like a decorative vase? She wasn't weak, okay!
Finally, as if making a decision, she sighed, "Junior Brother, how about you take over as the sect's leading figure? I'll focus on secluded cultivation."
"What? Little Yueyue, are you serious? No way, I'm not interested in that role." Lin Fan rejected the idea without a second thought.
He, a covert infiltrator, becoming the Heaven Mending Sect's heir? What was this, some grand scheme to pull off a "stealing the heavens" stunt, like the Ruthless One's legacy in the Radiant Holy Land?
Qi Daolin: Kid, you've got bigger ambitions than me!
Lin Fan shook his head, a sly grin spreading as he added, "But if I'm the saint and you're the saintess, well, that's something I could consider!"
Yue Chan's cheeks flushed at his words, and she shot him a glare, as if to say, Don't even dream of it!
"Sigh, what a shame!" Lin Fan feigned heartbreak, as if deeply wounded, in dire need of a soft shoulder to lean on.
Conveniently, a voluptuous young woman stood nearby, her presence fragrant and inviting. He leaned toward her dramatically.
"Oh, Junior Brother, what's wrong? Are you hurt?" The alluring girl, Su Rou, gasped, her voice full of concern.
Lin Fan nodded, clutching his chest, his big eyes blinking pitifully. "Senior Sister Su Rou, someone stabbed me right in the heart. It still hurts."
"Pfft, don't worry, lie down. Senior Sister will make it all better." Su Rou giggled, gently resting his head against her chest, her jade-like hands softly pressing against him.
"Mm, a bit lower, Senior Sister…"
"Shameless!" Yue Chan cursed under her breath, her brows shooting up, teeth grinding. Her fists clenched, nearly charging over to pummel the scoundrel.
"Youth is wonderful…" An elder in Heaven Mending City smiled, watching the boy surrounded by a flock of admirers. It reminded him of his own glory days, stirring a wave of nostalgia.
Yet, amid the lively scene in Heaven Mending City, a hazy figure appeared in the nearby void, radiating boundless light.
Though their true form was obscured, it was clear this was a formidable young man, his gaze profound, his qi and blood surging like a true dragon unleashed.
"My lord, this boy's potential is extraordinary. He could become a great rival on your path to invincibility," a voice cautioned.
"No matter. For now, the Immortal Palace and the Heaven Mending Sect are allies. He may not become an enemy," the young man replied evenly, his tone brimming with confidence and composure.
Clearly, he had absolute faith in his own strength, his power undeniable.
"Indeed. My lord is destined to dominate the Upper Realm. No matter how great a prodigy, they will bow at your feet," an elder behind him said, his body wreathed in divine flames, a god in his own right.
Yet even such a being showed utmost respect to this young lord of the Immortal Palace, never daring to question him.
The elder knew well that across the Three Thousand Provinces, few could stand shoulder-to-shoulder with this young lord.
This era belonged to him. All others were mere foils.
"Since there's no need to act, let's return."
With that, the Immortal Palace heir brandished his war halberd, slicing through the void with a bang, opening a spatial passage and departing.
Three Days Later, Heaven Mending Sect, Saintess Peak
In an exquisitely decorated room, Yue Chan's smooth forehead was lined with frustration. She fumed, "Hey, didn't we arrange a place for you to stay? Why do you keep sleeping in my bed?!"
"Shh, let me sleep a bit longer." Lin Fan waved her off, unabashedly pulling over the golden silkworm quilt, still carrying her faint fragrance.
Yue Chan's face darkened, her eyes practically spitting fire. Goosebumps rose on her flawless, snow-white skin.
She was a stickler for cleanliness, yet this rogue had defeated her—sleeping in her bed, soaking in her hot spring.
The thought of them sharing the same spiritual pool sent her mind reeling, her skin flushing with heat.
In that moment, she regretted ever agreeing to let him stay for a few days.
"Get up already! Something huge is happening outside, and you're still lazing around!" Yue Chan roared, her voice sharp enough to pierce metal, ringing in the ears.
Yet Lin Fan merely yawned, unfazed, drawling, "If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up. If they can't, what's the point of me rushing?"
"Don't you know? The Ancestor stormed the Western Sect because of you!"
"What?! Pretty Big Sis attacked the Western Sect?!" Lin Fan jolted awake, leaping off the jade bed, his face stunned, eyes wide with disbelief.
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