Accidentally invincible!-Chapter 139 - 0: Senior Brother, I Am Here to Comfort You

Chapter 139: Chapter 0139: Senior Brother, I Am Here to Comfort You

Ye Zhen Tian put away the Golden Radiance Breaking God Sword and looked up to meet Lin Fan’s gaze. "Lin Fan, the wheel of fortune turns. I’ll remember everything you’ve done to me, and one day, I will repay it in full."

"Hahaha, Peak Master Ye, there’s no need to be so polite. But as your senior, I understand—only truly outstanding people are remembered. You should work hard too; I hope one day you’ll have just as many junior brothers and sisters cheering for you." Lin Fan said casually.

"Hmph!" Ye Zhen Tian turned and left without looking back.

The surrounding disciples, seeing Ye Zhen Tian’s expression, instinctively made way for him. After he left, they began murmuring quietly.

It seemed they had figured something out.

Maybe Ye Zhen Tian and Brother Lin really had some sort of unspeakable secret.

"Thank you all for coming to the auction. Next time I get ahold of some treasures, I’ll hold another auction. Please leave in an orderly manner. Thank you, thank you." Lin Fan said cheerfully, wondering how to spend the twenty-five thousand spirit stones he had just earned.

Just thinking about it gave him a bit of a headache.

Oh! Right.

He needed to return to the Immortal Sect and bring his master some spirit stones. The sect was so poor that even he couldn’t bear to look anymore.

As the hope of the Immortal Sect, he couldn’t let them down.

The disciples who had been spectators left contentedly.

They’d witnessed a truly spectacular auction.

Xu Wushang cupped his hands toward Lin Fan and left the scene. These types—aloof and proud—were different from Ye Donglai, who was polite to everyone. Even when setting aside pride, Ye Donglai always seemed at ease.

Lin Fan cheerfully bid farewell to each of them.

"Travel safely and take care."

"Come again next time."

He had stayed at the Taiwu Immortal Sect for a while now, thinking it was time to go out and improve his cultivation. The chances of killing someone at the Taiwu Immortal Sect were absurdly low—essentially impossible.

In the world of cultivation, ultimate strength still had to come from oneself.

Relying on external support was nothing but fleeting satisfaction.

After everyone had left...

Yang Gang exclaimed, "Junior Brother, you’re totally loaded now!"

"Hardly, it’s just a bit of spirit stones. That guy Ye Zhen Tian discovered a spirit vein; this amount probably just stings for him. It’s nothing." Lin Fan replied calmly.

He showed no excitement whatsoever, despite such a generous gain in spirit stones.

Yang Gang was speechless. His junior brother was unbelievably composed; he didn’t even know how to respond.

Too good at putting on a front.

He couldn’t help but admire him to the extreme—practically ready to worship him.

"Take 1,000 spirit stones each and spend them however you like." Lin Fan said generously, giving Yang Gang and Chen Zhiyu 1,000 spirit stones each. They nearly fell to their knees in gratitude.

A true tycoon.

Cling tightly to him and don’t let go.

At that moment...

An unwelcome voice rang out.

"Lin Fan, what do you take Xuanjian Peak for? Is it your territory, or mine?" Meng Qingyao walked over from a distance, her face icy cold. Having suffered losses in the past, she’d learned nothing and didn’t even want to think about those infuriating experiences.

She chose to pretend they never happened.

"Hello, Senior Sister."

"Hello, Senior Sister."

Yang Gang and Chen Zhiyu greeted her respectfully, noticeably more reserved in front of her.

Meng Qingyao glanced at them and gave a cold snort, indicating that Senior Sister was now quite angry.

Lin Fan said, "Oh, come on, don’t be so stingy, woman. Borrowing the place for a bit doesn’t mean I won’t give it back. By the way, yesterday, you were really something—you have no idea. You..."

"Shut up!" Meng Qingyao snapped, glaring fiercely at him as if she might go all out if he dared finish the sentence.

Xi Xi tugged at Lin Fan’s sleeve, shaking her head desperately like a rattle-drum, her gaze imploring him to stop. "Don’t say it, Junior Brother, just don’t say it—or Senior Sister will probably spit blood from anger again."

"Sigh!"

Lin Fan heaved a long sigh. Another woman unable to face reality.

Women who live in their own fantasies are the scariest.

"Senior Sister, I just auctioned off a spiritual artifact and made a fortune. Here’s 2,000 spirit stones—spend them as you like. Don’t suffer unnecessarily." Lin Fan handed Xi Xi 2,000 spirit stones, which made Yang Gang and Chen Zhiyu look on with envy.

"Junior Brother, you’ve got to treat everyone equally," Chen Zhiyu argued.

Lin Fan glanced at him. "Senior Brother, you’re already so fat—you really don’t need any more nourishment. Add any extra and you’ll start leaking."

Xi Xi blinked, bewildered.

What was going on?

She’d barely arrived and was already given spirit stones.

Was her junior brother planning to become a spendthrift?

Meng Qingyao stood still, inexplicably feeling a little upset.

What exactly was this feeling?

It shouldn’t be happening.

Lin Fan noticed Meng Qingyao’s strange gaze.

Jealous?

Heh heh!

That’s right—I’m giving everyone else spirit stones, but you get none. Feeling sad now? Well, I’m still not giving you any.

"Junior Brother, have you struck gold?" Xi Xi finally snapped out of her daze and eagerly asked.

Lin Fan said, "Just pocket change. I told you—I sold a middle-grade spiritual artifact for 25,000 spirit stones. I don’t even know how to spend them. Sigh, it’s troublesome. But hey, Senior Sister, if you run out, feel free to ask. I’ve got plenty."

Meng Qingyao felt out of place, almost as if she were an outsider.

Originally, she came to hassle Lin Fan.

But now, she didn’t even want to think about it—she just wanted to leave immediately.

"Lin Fan, I hope this is the first and last time. Xuanjian Peak isn’t yours. If you mess around again, I’ll report it to the Sect Leader." Meng Qingyao said and hurriedly left after that.

Watching her retreating figure.

Lin Fan said, "Do you guys think her leaving figure looks a bit lonely? Or maybe she feels out of place around us—like she can’t fit into our vibe and is crushingly self-conscious."

Chen Zhiyu, standing beside Lin Fan, looked up and said, "Hmm, quite possible. Senior Sister’s been lonely for so long—seeing us get along so well must have made her jealous."

Yang Gang considered, "Maybe we should try to comfort Senior Sister properly."

"Hmm."

Everyone but Lin Fan nodded silently.

They wholeheartedly agreed.

Zhen Tian Peak.

Ye Zhen Tian placed the Golden Radiance Breaking God Sword on the table, his deep gaze fixed on the spiritual artifact.

"You traitor, because of you I wasted 25,000 spirit stones and utterly lost face."

His voice turned hoarse as he spoke of his heartbreak.

Perhaps he truly couldn’t accept what had just happened.

Buzzing noises.

The Golden Radiance Breaking God Sword trembled lightly.

Spiritual artifacts have a trace of spirit. Though they lack spiritual wisdom and remain dormant, they can sense the emotions of the people around them.

"What are you shaking for? Will shaking help? You’ve already disappointed me greatly."

Perhaps Ye Zhen Tian had truly been hurt deeply by Lin Fan.

The artifact spirit, lacking spiritual wisdom, trembled not out of fear but rather as if to say, "What are you even talking about? I don’t get it."

At that moment...

A figure appeared before Ye Zhen Tian.

"Brother Ye."

Ye Zhen Tian sharply raised his head, his eyes filled with hostility. "Ye Donglai, what are you doing here?"

"Brother Ye, don’t be furious. I came here for two things: first, to comfort you, and second, to inform you of something important." Ye Donglai’s dramatic demeanor was unsettling—it was impossible to discern his true intentions.

How was such behavior not exhausting?

Ye Zhen Tian sneered dismissively. "Comfort me? More like mockery."

"Brother Ye, you misunderstand!" Ye Donglai exclaimed. "Yesterday, Lin Fan visited my Donglai Peak. I wanted to tell him that Brother Ye is a forthright and noble character—a figure of integrity worth befriending for genuine camaraderie."

"But he refused to listen to reason, insisting he would utterly ruin you and make your spirit vein vanish."

"He even told me he plans to report to the Supreme Elder that Brother Ye has been oppressing smaller sects under the banner of the Taiwu Immortal Sect."

"Admittedly, this kind of behavior is generally tolerated within the sect as an unspoken rule. But if he makes it public, the consequences will be dire."

"Brother Ye, you must not take this lightly."

Ye Donglai was so theatrical it seemed he genuinely cared about Ye Zhen Tian like a brother, indignant at the injustice and desperate to warn him.

Damn it.

Ye Zhen Tian felt a strong urge to curse aloud.

But he held back.

"Is that so? Then thank you, Junior Brother, for the warning. I understand. If there’s nothing else, I’d appreciate it if you returned to your peak." Ye Zhen Tian calmed down, initially intending to have a proper talk with Ye Donglai.

But he remembered Nan Gongjin once told him that Ye Donglai was a dangerous man—two-faced and impossible to trust.

Though Lin Fan was clearly a scoundrel, at least his intentions were straightforward.

Ye Donglai hesitated, as if there were more he wanted to say, but seeing Ye Zhen Tian’s firm stance, he finally left.

He kept pondering one thing in his mind.

Was my performance too weak?

Or was it so exaggerated that he saw right through me?

No, that’s impossible.

I, Ye Donglai, come from generations of accomplished actors—descendants of theater masters. There’s no way I could be seen through so easily.

No matter.

This trip mostly served its purpose.

The rest of the situation is up to Ye Zhen Tian to figure out.

Surely, he’ll understand.

Inside.

Ye Zhen Tian considered disposing of the "traitor" Golden Radiance Breaking God Sword into some toilet pit for punishment.

But after some thought... he set it aside.

Ye Donglai’s warnings clearly weighed on his mind.

Knowing Lin Fan’s scheming nature, there was nothing that kid wouldn’t dare to do.

If he really decided to file a report...

The consequences could get messy.

While unspoken rules remain unspoken, if someone brought them to light, could they still stay unspoken?

Other people might not dare to cross the line.

But Lin Fan absolutely would. Having provoked him this much already, why would he shy away from stirring up trouble one more time?

Ye Zhen Tian thought carefully, realizing he ought to alter the problematic situation.

Otherwise, being caught red-handed...

Would indeed pose challenges.

Sigh.

Thinking about that made him recall Feng Sihai. Where had that brat gone? It’s high time he got back here.

He was yet unaware that Feng Sihai had already been killed by Lin Fan.

Inside.

Lin Fan mulled over leaving the Taiwu Immortal Sect for a while.

Staying in the sect without forging new breakthroughs was becoming a genuine headache.

In his view...

If he told his mother he wanted to visit home, she’d undoubtedly assign people to follow him. Sure, it might look prestigious, but the lack of freedom would be suffocating.

Thus...

Relying on yourself is ultimately the way to go.

Think it, do it.

Tonight, he’d sneak out. Armed with the Four Saints Reverse Cang Set for protection, who’d dare touch him?