Lin Fan With Strongest System
Chapter 105's

Ye Shaotian did not want to talk much anymore at this moment. 'Fine, even if I can't beat you today, don't think that I won't be able to hide from you!

When I finish mastering my skills, I will crush you back ruthlessly! ' 

But today, Ye Shaotian understood that it was all wishful thinking on his part. The man appeared on his doorstep without provocation. 

"Lin .. Lin Fan! Don't push your luck too far! While I will admit that my skill level is not worth yours, but if you all come out to humiliate me, I will tell you that even a rat fights back when cornered! " Ye Shaotian looked at Lin Fan warily. He shifted his heels a little backwards, ready to slam the door shut and ran out the window if anything went wrong. 

"Oh junior disciple Ye, don't worry! Your junior master, you really are not here to give you any trouble! I'm here to provide you with a solution to your Unspeakable Mistake" Lin Fan brimmed ear-to-ear with the most kind smiles he could muster, thinking that he needed to ease Ye Shaotian's heart with his warmth. 

But to Ye Shaotian, this smile ... was so horrible .. so crafty! 

Ye Shaotian took a deep breath, and his eyes revealed a deep fear. 

Scary ... This guy is really too scary! 

This smile sent trembling straight down Ye Shaotian's spine, and without further ado, he retreated and slammed the door shut, rejecting Lin Fan's presence. 

Ye Shaotian swore to God that he really did not want to have another taste of hell for his little nugget. 

If Lin Fan dared to enter, Ye Shaotian had mentally prepared to fight him to the death. A piece of jade was no longer complete if it had been cracked. 'You want to play my little nugget like a tangled little raisin?!? Dream on!' 

Lin Fan, who was standing outside the door, frowned unhappily. He was not happy with the attitude this Ye Shaotian showed. 

How could junior disciples be so rude? This is too inappropriate.

Suddenly, Lin Fan sighed. Of course, Ye Shaotian was just a pitiful patient, and he was a noble doctor tasked with saving a dying person. How could he give up on a patient just because he refused treatment at this critical moment? 

Since that was the case, and the soft tactics had failed, he could only do it the hard way. After all, this junior disciple will truly appreciate your kindness Truly once it is done. 

. . . 

In the outer sect quarters, the disciples usually only continued on with their carefree lives. Some choose to cultivate themselves inside their homes, some consolidate their thoughts about their own learning, while others will meet, sit and chat about their hopes and dreams about life, etc. 

But right at this moment, a tragic shrill pierced the serenity of the courtyard. 

"What ... what are you doing! Don't go any further!" 

"I will .. I will kill you !!!" 

"Ahh, calm down my dear junior disciple. Your lord Junior is here to help." 

"Stop your hands NOW!" 

"F*CK! How dare you not know what is good for you. You're really going to teach you a good lesson today!" 

"UAHHH !!!!!" 

. . . 

After hearing these voices, all the outer sect disciples were very confused, wondering what was happening. One by one, they stepped out of their homes to check and see which brother was in trouble to let out a terrible shrill.

Suddenly, the door of Ye Shaotian's house opened, and Lin Fan stepped out with a satisfied expression on his face. While Ye Shaotian was a little mischievous, he was subdued by Really. 

Before closing the door, Lin Fan stole a glance into the house at Ye Shaotian's lifeless body on the floor and let out a smile of satisfaction. 

After realizing that the shrill scream came from Ye Shaotian's house, all the outer sect disciples were stunned. What's going on ?! 

And after seeing Lin Fan, they were stunned on the spot. 

Could it be .. Ye Shaotian was beaten to a pulp by Junior Master Lin again? 

The more they think, the more likely it is to seem. After all, the shrill was too tragic, too depressing … 

. . . 

After confirming that junior master Lin had gone into the distance, the outer sect disciples stared at each other. What happened inside and how was Ye Shaotian? 

The scream was so tragic, so it must have been a sad scene! Filled with curiosity, everyone wanted to see it, but they did not dare to do so. 

While junior master Lin was someone they didn't want to take for granted, so was Ye Shaotian. 

Suddenly, a terrifying roar erupted from Ye Shaotian's house, causing everyone to jump back a few steps. 

The roar was similar to a wild beast. 

Inside the house, Ye Shaotian's eyes lit up in red, breathing like an angry bull with a huff and a big gust. 

An exploding force flowed all over his body, as if looking for a crack to get out. 

Ye Shaotian stood up with his body scorching hot and an unspeakable urge in his mind. His groin area seemed to be filled with stiff sticks, propping his pants up high in the air like a tent. 

Explode ... It will explode! 

Ye Shaotian felt as if his groin area would explode at any moment. 

"Gr …" 

The disciples who had long gathered outside jumped up when they saw Ye Shaotian coming out of the house. Looking at those blood-red eyes with fiery gazes, everyone sensed danger at that moment. 

And when they finally moved their gaze to his groin, the air still stopped when everyone stopped breathing for a moment. 

How could such a savage beast exist in this world? What happened inside that house ?! Why is everything like this ?! 

. . . 

Lin Fan jumped up as he walked. Now that the pill had been forcefully inserted into Ye Shaotian's mouth, it was only a matter of time before he came looking for more after he felt the benefits! 

And at this moment, inside the great hall of Glory Sect … 

A disciple was lodged inside a furnace lined with exotic symbols and filled with an unknown liquid. He sat in the middle of it all, eyes closed with his face pale beyond measure. 

A closer inspection could tell that he had good features, and he exuded an aura of elegance. It was only because of the presence of a wound that made him look very haggard. 

"Grand Master, I'm worried .. it's too late to save Tianyu's cultivation foundation," Senior Elder Appealing Peak gazed into the furnace while shaking his head desperately. 

A man who was once a great hope for the sect had fallen. For the sect, this was a huge loss to be had. 

Zong Stopian lost every color on his face when he heard these words and fell to the floor kneeling, "Grand Master! The elder! Please, I beg you, I beg you, I beg you! Please save Junior Brother Tianyu! Help u! If not for saving me, he would not have lost his cultivation foundation! Without his cultivation foundation, it would be a fate worse than death for Junior Brother! Help u! " 

Cultivation foundation represents everything. That loss not only meant the loss of his cultivation base, but also the loss of hope of regaining a bit of proficiency in the future. 

Foundation cultivation is one's potential. In order to make Junior Brother Tianyu fall from prime potential into a vegetable instantly, what should he do ?! 

Zong Stopian was filled with deep regret. Everything seemed to be going smoothly and in the usual grasp for the expedition, when suddenly, the Fengtian Sect sent a peerless fellow skill. In a moment of recklessness, Zong Stopian had almost been killed by his hands, if not for Junior Tianyu's selfless sacrifice. Now, he's a corpse. 

Grand Master Yan peeked into the pot and sighed, "It is fortunate that he can even sustain his life. This Fengtian Sect disciple used a strange skill, causing death energy to peak within his body. The best option is simply to force the gas out and keep it alive. " 

Zong Stopian clenched his fists reluctantly with revenge in his eyes. If he ever met that man again, he vowed to behead mother. 

"Seal the furnace" Grand Master Yan sighed. 

It was a long-standing tradition for the various sects to fight each other to the death in the forbidden land. While it had always been another sect that had their disciples destroyed, today, it was Glory Sect's turn. 

To think that the Fengtian Sect would have such a disciple …