From Beast Abilities to Sect Grand Master

"Stop where you are!", Zhao Rui shouted.

When the Dark Lotus sect members saw the mountain ghost drop to the ground, they turned and tried to run away.

But they were outnumbered now.

Without the mountain ghost, the Qing Feng sect disciples easily captured the Dark Lotus sect members.

"Lin Fan! How are you feeling?" Ho Ming shouted and ran over when he saw Lin Fan sitting down.

Resting his back against the cave wall.

When Lin Fan saw Ho Ming alive and kicking, he waved at Ho Ming.

"Don't worry. It's nothing, I should be alright after some rest…"

Lin Fan said and coughed out before he could finish talking.

Zhao Qing Ying came over and checked on Lin Fan.

He placed his finger on Lin Fan's wrist, feeling his pulse.

With a frown on his face, Zhao Qing Ying stood up and passed a bottle of pills to Lin Fan.

"This is Heavenly Genesis Pill, much stronger than Blood and Qi restoration pill. Here take one."

Lin Fan, with the bottle in his hand, opened the stopper.

Immediately the air around him was filled with the refreshing smell of herbs.

He took a small whiff of the smell and Lin Fan could already feel some of the pain inside him alleviated.

Lin Fan took out one pill from within and looked at it.

The pill was red, giving off a shiny glow with its reflective surface.

Lin Fan could also feel like it was pulsing with life, with it giving out that refreshing aroma.

Gulp.

Lin Fan couldn't wait anymore and swallowed the pill in a mouthful.

When the pill went into his stomach, he could immediately feel the damaged tissues regenerating.

Open wounds closed and bleeding stopped.

Lin Fan didn't feel any pain anymore.

The only side effect was that he suddenly felt hungry.

All the regeneration must have taken out most of his energy.

"I feel better now just that I'm hungry.", Lin Fan stood up with the help of Ho Ming.

Ho Ming took out some dried ration and asked, "I have some dried ration left, you want some?"

Lin Fan took the dried ration and started to feast on it.

"Ahem. I think you've forgotten something.", Zhao Qing Ying twitched his nose and pointed at the bottle of Heavenly Genesis Pills.

"Ah. I must have been too badly injured…" Lin Fan slapped the back of his head and pretended to forget.

He then passed the bottle of pills back to Zhao Qing Ying.

Lin Fan knew he had to get some of these pills.

It would make his missions much safer.

Maybe Sima Liang could help, Lin Fan thought.

"Achoo…." Sima Liang sneezed and wondered what it was about.

His windows were closed and had a small furnace burning.

It can't be that he was suffering from a cold.

...

After the cave had been cleared up, Qing Feng sect handed the scene to the officials.

There was indeed some formation arrays set up, ready to ambush Zhao Qing Ying if he had followed the Dark Envoy.

Thankfully, that didn't happen.

However, this mission also caused huge casualties to the Qing Feng sect.

There were fifty over disciples that set off for the mission, only twenty-three of them returned.

And out of those that returned three of them sustained serious injuries.

Not everyone was lucky like Lin Fan to be in the good grace of Zhao Qing Ying.

"Lin Fan! How are you!"

Sun Hai shouted and ran towards Lin Fan when he saw them come back to Qing Feng sect.

Lin Fan clasped his hand, bowed and said, "I'm all right senior martial brother. But I might need a few day's rest to recover."

"Recover? You were injured?", Sun Hai's eyes opened wide and was surprised when he heard Lin Fan injured.

Knowing how compassionate Lin Fan was, imageries of him trying to save the other disciples came into Sun Hai's mind.

He clenched his fist when he thought about how the Dark Lotus sect would make use of his weakness.

If he wasn't out in the open, Sun Hai would've dropped a tear or two.

Finally, Sun Hai gritted his teeth and thought to himself, "I must let Lin Fan get stronger as fast as possible, how selfish of me to keep all the good things from him."

Sun Hai patted Lin Fan's back and said, "Well done, junior martial brother. Go take a few days' rest to recover. I will send over some pills and elixirs to help you in your recovery and training."

Lin Fan didn't know what had transpired in Sun Hai's mind, so he just nodded.

He definitely don't mind extra pills and elixirs.

…

Million Sword Hall.

Qing Yang Zi and the rest of the peak lords were seated, listening to Zhao Qing Ying's briefing.

He'd briefed them on what they encountered and how the Dark Envoy tried to bait Zhao Qing Ying.

"Hmm…" Qing Yang Zi looked at the Go chessboard beside him and pondered.

So far, the Dark Envoy and Skin Puppet Diao seemed to work independently on their own.

This might be something Qing Feng sect could exploit.

As for the branch they've just destroyed, there might be more springing up in the territories of the Quan Dynasty.

"Congratulations on such a successful mission," Tan Kun stood up and praised Zhao Qing Ying.

Zhao Qing Ying shrugged and said, "I'm sorry about your nephew though…"

"Hmph, I don't such a nephew! Betraying the sect for Dark Lotus sect.", Tan Kun slammed his hand on the table and shouted.

"Enough, I will put out a mission to capture that woman, Lu Di. She might just be what we need to have the location of the Dark Lotus sect"

Qing Yang Zi said, with his eyes focused on every movement from Tan Kun.

Ever since Tan Fei died, Tan Kun hadn't done anything out of the ordinary.

He just went about his duty as peak lord as if nothing had happened.

"With the manpower shortage in the Alchemy Peak, I suggest we open out the opportunities to disciples who are interested."

"As you wish, sect master." Tan Kun clasped his hands and bowed at Qing Yang Zi.

Deep down inside he was cursing at him.

Anyone with a brain can see that Qing Yang Zi is trying to plant some of his men into the Alchemy Peak.

He had to do something before his influence was reduced to nothing.

When Tan Kun got back to his room, he smashed everything on his table.

Venting out his frustrations.

Tan Fei and Tan Rui were gone.

All his plans have been disrupted.

Desperate time calls for desperate measures.

Tan Kun took out a piece of paper and began to write on it.