Chapter 340: Jiang Tianxin’s Rise!

Gu Fan knew this was done to build momentum for him, so he immediately spoke with righteous grandeur:

“Although the prize was obtained by me personally, it would be a waste for me alone to occupy so many Burial Roots. In my opinion, the sect is in greater need of them!”

“If these Burial Roots can increase the chances of our elders breaking through, and further add to our sect’s strength, then this would be the greatest contribution I, as the Holy Son, can make for the sect!”

Upon hearing this, Lin Yi at the side couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

These words made his face flush red. To be honest, if he was asked to kill, that was fine, but to say these words… he truly might not be able to say them aloud.

He lowered his eyes, focusing on his nose, his nose on his heart, doing his best to remain calm.

As expected, Brother Gu’s state of mind was truly powerful.

He spoke those words without a shred of awkwardness. If it were him, he could never carry it off.

The Purple-robed Elder and the others were immediately moved, sighing with emotion.

“Holy Son, your selflessness… it puts us to shame for having misunderstood you some time ago. Truly, we are ashamed!”

Another elder lowered his head and said:

“Damn that Ying Langtian! He had never once contributed this many Burial Roots before. It must have all been reaped by the other three factions. These were clearly opportunities for our sect to grow stronger!”

“Still, the Holy Son is selfless, thinking for the sake of the sect!”

Gu Fan waved his hand dismissively:

“My contribution is nothing worth mentioning. As the saying goes, everyone for the sect, the sect for everyone. Only when all of us put the sect first can it become stronger, and only then can disciples of my Brahma God Sect stand proudly above all others in the outside world!”

“Good! Well said—‘everyone for the sect’! What the Holy Son has said is indeed great truth!”

“I propose we hold an inauguration ceremony for the Holy Son, to spread his ideals and spirit to all disciples, so that everyone may see—this is the awareness a disciple ought to have!”

Gu Fan laughed as soon as he heard this. The effect was immediate.

They were already preparing to hold an inauguration ceremony—this meant the entire sect, top to bottom, acknowledged his status!

Gu Fan immediately bowed, giving no chance for others to object.

“Many thanks to the sect. This disciple shall never disappoint!”

The Grand Elder standing to the side twitched the corner of his mouth but said nothing in the end.

The Sect Master also closed his eyes without speaking, already understanding the situation well enough.

Still, this arrangement was not necessarily a bad thing. The sect and its disciples existed to fulfill each other.

Since Gu Fan had offered real benefits, the sect naturally would not treat him poorly!

At the very least, Gu Fan indeed had more heart for the sect than Ying Langtian ever did!

After leaving the Grand Hall, Gu Fan stretched lazily, then with a light and relaxed demeanor, walked towards Holy Son Peak.

Lin Yi followed behind with a smile, saying:

“Brother Gu’s state of mind is truly formidable. You were able to say those words just now with such composure.”

Gu Fan cast him a speechless glance, hearing the teasing in his tone.

Then he stretched out his hand.

“Hand it back.”

Lin Yi froze for a moment.

“Hand what back?”

“Hehe, that purple herb—you kept one stalk for yourself, didn’t you? Don’t tell me you plan to take it back to Hero City?”

Lin Yi’s old face turned red.

Damn it, how could this guy still remember that?

“Cough, cough… Brother Gu, you overstate the matter…”

Gu Fan rolled his eyes and let out a cold chuckle.

Little brat, you think I can’t deal with you?

“Let’s go, I’ll head back to Holy Son Peak first. If there’s anything, we’ll contact each other.”

Lin Yi nodded.

“I’ll also be going into seclusion for some time. I feel like I’m on the verge of a breakthrough.”

With that, the two went their separate ways.

Back at Holy Son Peak, Gu Fan spent a period in quiet cultivation.

From time to time, he visited the Apocalypse World, staying for a couple of days before returning if there were no surprises.

In this manner, half a year passed.

One day, a piece of news spread from Holy Son Peak.

The once-fallen genius seemed to have risen again.

Jiang Tianxin!

The one who had once been defeated twice in succession by Gu Fan, the most recent loss with just a single punch.

Under such circumstances, he had actually stood up once more.

Now, Jiang Tianxin had not joined any of the Ten Peaks, nor was there any peak willing to accept him.

After all, everyone knew of his conflict with the Holy Son.

Thus, he had been recovering from injuries and cultivating as an ordinary disciple.

Recently, however, he had made a sensational appearance on the Challenge Platform. For half a month, he loudly provoked others until at last, a figure of Peak Master level made a move to suppress him!

But the moment they exchanged blows, the Peak Master was defeated by Jiang Tianxin within just three moves!

Afterwards, he swept forth unstoppably, continually challenging Peak Masters of the Ten Peaks.

He even declared his intent to challenge Fang Xue of Overlord Peak!

This immediately stirred immense interest among countless disciples.

Fang Xue was one of the current top three disciples. Beneath the Holy Son, although Lin Yi and Fang Xue had never fought, both of their strengths were undeniable!

For Jiang Tianxin to challenge Fang Xue—didn’t this mean… his true target was the Holy Son Gu Fan?

Everyone turned their eyes toward Holy Son Peak, awaiting a response.

“Hehe, just a clown. A defeated general under the Holy Son still dares to bark.”

“I agree. Still, Jiang Tianxin is remarkable. To lose twice and yet not have his Dao Heart collapse—his inner willpower is indeed strong!”

“Unfortunately, what use is that strength? Compared to the Holy Son, he is far too lacking.”

“You can’t put it like that. Before Holy Son Gu Fan defeated the previous Holy Son, everyone was saying the same thing back then…”

“Let’s see if he can pass the barrier of Overlord Peak first. If even Senior Sister Fang Xue is defeated, then perhaps there really is some possibility!”

The crowd debated heatedly, though curiosity also arose.

Having lost the resources of Holy Son Peak, Jiang Tianxin should have declined rapidly. Why then had he disappeared for so long, only to reappear with vastly greater strength?

What exactly had happened?

Some Peak Masters who were defeated even claimed that Jiang Tianxin was now no weaker than Ying Langtian had once been.

This statement shocked every disciple present.

These were words spoken by disciples at the level of Peak Masters—highly credible!

Which meant that Jiang Tianxin had already surpassed the previous Holy Son!

A terrifying thought suddenly emerged.

Could it be that not even the current Holy Son was his match anymore?

Just then, word came from Overlord Peak.

Fang Xue was in seclusion and would not be able to respond. If Jiang Tianxin wanted a battle, he would have to wait another month.

“Hehe, what’s this? Afraid? Is Overlord Peak stalling for Holy Son Peak?”

That very day, a mocking voice echoed across the Ten Peaks.

There was no doubt—it was Jiang Tianxin.

The self-confidence and disdain in his tone were plain to all.

It was a veiled accusation that Overlord Peak dared not face him, and that even the Holy Son was afraid, thus asking them to stall for time.

“No way… Jiang Tianxin is really this confident?”

“The Holy Son still hasn’t replied. Could it be that he really is afraid?”

“Afraid of history repeating itself?”

The debate grew fiercer.

Then, Overlord Peak sent word again.

“Overlord Peak fears no one! Jiang Tianxin, you are not yet worthy to make Senior Sister Fang Xue avoid battle!”

“Hehe, then come out and fight. Don’t worry, within one incense stick, you will be defeated!”

Arrogant!

Unbelievably arrogant!

Immediately, disciples of Overlord Peak were enraged.

Many wanted to step out and accept the challenge on Fang Xue’s behalf.

“Get lost! You are not qualified to fight me. Call Fang Xue out!”

Jiang Tianxin replied domineeringly.

Just then, a snow-white sword light slashed down from the skies!

A white figure slowly appeared in the air.

“Senior Sister Fang Xue is not here. Why not let me play with you instead?”

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