Chapter 43
The melodic sound that welcomed one to heaven rang across the whole place.
Lin Fan, who was still pinned to the ground, opened his eyes and took the sword out. Blood splashed all over the place, leaving a pool of blood on the ground. Luckily, I can’t feel pain. That must have hurt like hell.
Ah, this injury is too serious.
I have lost too much blood. Let’s just commit suicide.
Experience Points +10
After ten seconds, Lin Fan woke up feeling refreshed and happy.
He immediately stood up to look for Liu Feng.
A meter away, Liu Feng lay on the ground, covered in blood. He was not yet dead, but he could no longer speak or move.
Just then, an idea crossed Lin Fan’s mind. Hmm, we’re no longer at war now.
During the war, I wasn’t allowed to go anywhere as I wished, but now, the sect wouldn’t care about where I’m at, so I am allowed to travel anywhere as I wish!
“Junior Brother…!”
Suddenly, he heard Lu Qiming calling for him.
Followed by another cry. “My poor Junior Brother Lin, he must have died because of us… boohoo….”
Hearing this, Lin Fan’s face fell. I’m having the time of my life. How bad could I possibly be going against an idiot like that?
But wait, I have recovered from all my injuries. How do I explain it if I’m totally fine? Nobody would be so weak that they wouldn’t even injure their opponent.
Darn it.
I am not a masochist, but I am forced to be one!
Lin Fan picked up the sword and got into a position before stabbing himself hard.
He then stood in front of Liu Feng with a handsome posture.
“Junior Brother Lin…!” Lu Qiming and the group were just about to give up, but seeing the familiar figure standing not far away from them, smiles were all over their faces.
Lin Fan dusted his shirt, looking impressive. When he turned around to look at Lu Qiming, a smile formed on his handsome face. “Senior brothers, are you okay?”
Seeing the wound on Lin Fan, Lu Qiming was at his wits’ end. “Junior Brother Lin, how are you feeling?”
“I’m fine.” Lin Fan smiled thinly. “It’s just a small wound.”
The Wang family disciples looked at Lin Fan with jaws wide open. They were surprised that Lin Fan was still able to stand up straight when blood was flowing out of him in such large amounts.
If it was them, they would surely have died of pain.
Huang Fugui, who was still sobbing, burst out into tears once again seeing Lin Fan’s wound as guilt overtook him. “Junior Brother Lin, you’re seriously injured. Take a good rest.”
“I’m fine, Senior Brother Huang. A man should not be whining about such a small injury,” Lin Fan said calmly.
Hearing Lin Fan, Zhang Long and the group were left speechless. They realized that they had underestimated their Junior Brother Lin. The same Junior Brother Lin that won over that beast on the battlefield.
Lin Fan’s determination was something that the group would die for.
The group than remembered the corpse, which had already been disfigured. They went toward it to check out his identity.
Being observant, Lu Qiming spotted the badge immediately.
“Liu Feng.”
Zhang Long and the group’s faces turned green upon hearing the name.
This was a familiar name to them, as Liu Feng was one of the stronger ones among the first-class outer disciples.
It shocked Lin Fan too, as he found the name oddly familiar. Where have I heard this name? Oh yeah, that guy that greeted me!
What the hell!?
What did I even do to him!?
There must be some misunderstanding, but it doesn’t matter since you’re dead now.
Lu Qiming kept the badge silently and glanced over at Yin Xiaotian.
Yin Xiaotian understood him and stood out. “Okay, since all seniors and juniors are fine, then let’s go back.
“And take the evidence of the mission with us.”