Chapter 122: You Finally Came, Master!

After speaking, the figure vanished from where he stood.

Seeing this, the faces of the seven people changed drastically. Each one of them feared that they would be Gu Fan’s next target!

“Too slow. I couldn’t find you anywhere!”

Gu Fan’s voice carried mockery as he appeared behind one of them.

Then, he struck with a palm!

In the next instant, that disciple was smashed directly into the ground by a terrifying force!

Just like a nail, only his head remained visible above the surface.

“Watch your back.”

“Hehe, too late!”

Gu Fan dodged an attack and threw another punch. This one lacked the overwhelming dominance of his previous strikes—it was merely a light punch.

Yet, the moment it touched the opponent’s body, immense force burst forth.

Crack!

The sound of breaking ribs was crisp and clear.

Another disciple spewed blood as he was sent flying.

One strike per person—in just two moves, two more disciples were severely injured and eliminated.

At this point, the remaining five disciples were already scared out of their wits and prepared to admit defeat.

But Gu Fan had even activated Tenfold Strength. How could he allow anyone to surrender?

With his combat power enhanced, Gu Fan’s divine sense had also become ten times stronger.

He cast a glance at the five of them, and instantly, none of them could utter a single word.

At this moment, they saw the cruel smile on Gu Fan’s face as he floated over slowly.

“Just now when I asked you to surrender, you refused. Then let’s continue now.”

After speaking, Gu Fan raised his hand. Under the terrified gazes of the five, he smashed them into the ground one by one. The blood they spat even contained internal organs!

Gu Fan looked over his handiwork and smiled.

“Other than my Overlord Peak, the disciples of your other peaks are nothing much.”

The scene fell into a terrifying silence. Everyone felt completely numb.

They watched as Gu Fan took down all nine of them, one after another.

Some were sent flying, others were humiliated by being nailed into the ground.

Meanwhile, Gu Fan stood proudly before everyone, his gaze shifting toward the presiding disciple.

The Presiding Disciple of Holy Son Peak stood up with an extremely unpleasant expression and said:

“Everyone, the Ten Peaks Grand Competition ends here. The winner is Gu Fan of Overlord Peak.”

After speaking, he prepared to leave.

But just as he was about to depart, a terrifying divine sense enveloped him!

“The prize?”

“Hmph, of course it won’t be missing. Someone will deliver it to Overlord Peak shortly!”

Upon hearing this, Gu Fan was finally satisfied and released him.

Thus, the Ten Peaks Grand Competition for the third-generation disciples came to an end.

Gu Fan didn’t leave either. No one cheered for his victory—after all, aside from Overlord Peak, he had offended all the other nine peaks.

Although everyone knew of his strength and he had made a name for himself, the disciples of the nine peaks, who had been repeatedly exposed and humiliated by Gu Fan, still harbored resentment.

However, Gu Fan didn’t care about any of that. At this moment, he was heading toward another battle zone.

Even before getting close, he could feel that the fighting here was far more intense than that among the third-generation disciples.

This was where disciples like Nanyun, who had all advanced to the True Yang Realm, were fighting.

Just as Gu Fan arrived, he happened to see Nanyun being punched out of the arena.

He was eliminated without a single injury.

Gu Fan was speechless. This guy wasn’t defeated—he was clearly holding back.

Nanyun politely cupped his fists, then spotted Gu Fan nearby and simply walked over.

“Ai, it’s too hard. Senior Brother, I suffered a narrow defeat.”

“Hehe, truly unfortunate… Senior Brother, you really set a good example. I’ll go back and have a nice chat with Senior Sister Fang Xue.”

“Junior Brother must be joking. This small matter isn’t worth mentioning.”

As he spoke, Nanyun looked at Gu Fan and sized him up.

“Judging by your appearance, you must have won?”

Gu Fan smiled, “Not bad. Aside from one Jiang Tianxin, there wasn’t a single worthy opponent.”

Nanyun was amused by his arrogant tone.

“Let’s go. You’re done, and so am I. We can head back now.”

With that, the two walked along the path back.

However, after walking for a while, Nanyun’s mouth opened wide.

“Wait! Did I come this way when I arrived?”

“Senior Brother, don’t make a fuss over nothing.”

Gu Fan continued walking ahead and said, “Senior Brother, during my battle with Jiang Tianxin, the Holy Son intervened.”

At the mention of the Holy Son, Nanyun immediately turned serious.

“He made a move against you?!”

“Not exactly. He just used a sound wave to push me back and then told Jiang Tianxin to admit defeat. So I won.”

“Whether he paid attention to the arena afterward, I don’t know.”

Hearing this, Nanyun’s expression eased slightly, but he no longer smiled.

Still, this matter itself wasn’t good news. Gu Fan had drawn the Holy Son’s attention. He decided to inform Fang Xue once they returned!

Judging from the current state of Holy Son Peak, Gu Fan must have acted extremely arrogantly and wreaked havoc as he pleased.

So it was only natural that he caught the Holy Son’s attention—after all, he nearly tore down the entire Holy Son Peak.

Upon returning to Overlord Peak, the others learned that Gu Fan had won the third-generation disciples’ competition and immediately burst into cheers.

They all clamored to take Gu Fan into the city at the foot of the mountain for some enjoyment.

But in the end, Nanyun scolded them all away.

Time passed quickly. Half an hour later, a disciple from Holy Son Peak arrived at Overlord Peak with the reward yuan crystals, along with a token.

With Nanyun’s explanation, Gu Fan then realized this item was the key to seeing the Dao Bell.

“Say what you will, the Holy Son handles things properly. He didn’t skimp on what he should give.”

Gu Fan commented with a smile, then impatiently took the token to the mountain gate where the Dao Bell sat.

The gatekeeper took one look at the token and immediately allowed Gu Fan to enter, while also warning:

“You only have one hour. If you don’t enter meditation, the Dao Bell will eject you directly. If you do enter meditation, then it depends on what you can gain.”

Gu Fan nodded in thanks, then quickly made his way toward the towering Dao Bell visible from afar.

After walking for a while, Gu Fan saw a stone staircase leading into the clouds above. After climbing ninety thousand steps, he finally reached the Dao Bell’s true body.

Even before fully approaching, Gu Fan could sense a fluctuating, highly active consciousness within the Dao Bell.

As he carefully felt it out, he confirmed—it was the same consciousness as during the entrance assessment!

At this moment, the Dao Bell’s consciousness and divine sense behaved like a child, flitting back and forth.

There was even a hint of reproach, like a child complaining that he had taken too long to return.

Gu Fan reached out and touched the Dao Bell’s body, smiling as he said:

“I can keep you company and chat, but if anyone approaches, remember to alert me.”

The Dao Bell trembled joyfully, then a faint protective shield appeared at the stone staircase, blocking others from entering.

Meanwhile, Gu Fan’s divine sense instantly arrived within a space.

Everything here was white.

Before he could properly observe his surroundings, a chubby pink child suddenly hugged his thigh.

Then the child rubbed against him with a look of bliss and said:

“You finally came! Master!”

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