Peerless Divine Doctor in the City of Flowers
Chapter 735: I’m Just Informing, Not Asking for Opinions

Chapter 735: Chapter 735: I’m Just Informing, Not Asking for Opinions

Night fell, and the wind howled on the mountaintop.

Sitting in the guest room, Xu Zhi Rou had her lips pursed all the time.

"What’s wrong, you seem deeply troubled?"

Lin Fan sat next to her and reached out to drape an arm around her shoulders.

"I’m worried about Jiaqi, it’s been so long. She hasn’t really married someone from the secret sect, has she?"

Xu Zhi Rou leaned on Lin Fan’s shoulder.

Four months had past, and Zhao Jiaqi had been in the secret sect for a whole month now.

Now, hearing about this matter, it really worried Xu Zhi Rou.

"Don’t worry, although her talents are average, she isn’t foolish. She can handle such minor issues, and it’s only been a month, not thirty or fifty years. Do you think she could let go of me that easily?"

Lin Fan gently stroked Xu Zhi Rou’s smooth shoulder, his lips curving into a confident smile.

"There you go being smug again, you never committed to her, nor slept with her, why should she wait?"

Xu Zhi Rou pouted her lips, looking scornfully at Lin Fan.

"Then why are you waiting?"

Lin Fan smiled and pinched her chin.

"I’m foolish, but that doesn’t mean Meng Yao is as well..."

Xu Zhi Rou stuck out her tongue.

"Don’t worry, she’s not much smarter than that, and besides, I haven’t succeeded in wooing any girl all this time, let alone anyone else."

Lin Fan gave a wicked smile as he pulled Xu Zhi Rou into his embrace.

His relationship with Zhao Jiaqi was the most distant.

They had kissed and touched, but that final barrier remained unbroken.

It must be said, Zhao Jiaqi was a tough nut to crack.

"Look at you, always thinking you’re the best..."

Xu Zhi Rou lay in the crook of Lin Fan’s arm, her eyes squinting.

"What if the inner sect decides tomorrow that they won’t let us in?"

"I merely informed them, I didn’t ask for their opinion. The outer sect is sensible, so naturally, I gave them some respect and followed the proper ceremonies. Now it’s time to show some military force, I hope they don’t misjudge the situation."

Lin Fan shrugged his shoulders, his expression indifferent.

From the beginning, he hadn’t planned to seek anyone’s approval.

"I think they will be defiant, but the Sect Leader also mentioned that there’s an ancient formation on the road to the inner sect. What if we get trapped if we force our way through?"

Xu Zhi Rou wasn’t worried about the strength of these individuals, but she was somewhat anxious about the Enchanting Soul Array.

"When soldiers come, block them with generals; when water comes, cover it with earth. We’ll figure it out when the time comes. Anyway, I must break through this gate."

Lin Fan’s eyes were resolute.

Whether it was to enter the heavenly cavern or to completely resolve the misunderstanding between him and Zhao Jiaqi.

This time, even if it meant causing a rift with the Shura Sect, he had to achieve his goal.

"No matter where you go, I’ll be with you."

Xu Zhi Rou held Lin Fan’s waist, listening to the howling wind outside the window.

This was essentially Lin Fan formally declaring war against the Martial Cultivator Sect.

Although she didn’t know what the future held, she would always support any decision Lin Fan made.

By dawn, the training ground was already alive with the sound of practicing.

More than five hundred Martial Cultivators trained frantically in their respective fields.

They believed that one day, they would be recognized by the inner sect.

Once they were admitted, it would surely bring glory to their families.

"They are so diligent, I feel like I might be too lazy."

Xu Zhi Rou held Lin Fan’s hand, watching those Martial Artists drenched in sweat, while she herself kept clinging to Lin Fan, her only special training being the nightly caresses.

"You should know that the most precious thing in this world is effort, but at the same time, it’s also the most useless."

Lin Fan smiled and said to the crowd, "When you have talent, effort makes you shine brighter and stand out more dazzlingly. But without talent, effort only makes you look quite ridiculous, like insisting on teaching a blind man to shoot a gun. If he succeeds once by chance, it’s considered a miracle, completely ignoring that his real talent lies in his hearing."

"So, is their effort meaningless?"

Xu Zhi Rou looked doubtfully at those people.

From their training attitude, it was clear they were very serious.

"Of course, these people will just be ordinary Martial Artists all their lives. Around ordinary people, they might shine, but thrown in a place like this, they’re just cannon fodder, and moreover, it’s the kind that offers nothing valuable. So, choosing is always more important than trying."

Lin Fan shrugged his shoulders.

"I remember a saying, ’Reach for the stars, and even if you fail, you won’t come up with a handful of mud. At least they have a goal to live for."

Xu Zhi Rou didn’t see a problem with that; every person needs something to drive them, so effort was their motivation.

"Alright, you win."

Lin Fan naturally would not argue, nor did he need to.

Whether or not it’s worthwhile isn’t something others can determine; as long as they believe it is, then it is.

As the two chatted leisurely, the Sect Leader had already walked over.

After greeting with a clasped fist, he took the initiative to lead Lin Fan and Xu Zhi Rou to the cafeteria.

This is where money talks; it was the face of the Dragon Emperor before.

Now, it was Lin Fan’s turn to test the waters.

In a big-pot food sect, the manager naturally has a private kitchen. The food and drink were simple, mostly self-sufficient.

"Sect Leader, how soon can we hear back from the inner sect’s news?"

After eating, the three of them returned to the hall.

After tasting his tea, Lin Fan finally spoke.

"Actually... it was already conveyed this morning..."

The Sect Leader put down his tea bowl, smiling awkwardly.

With that attitude, the answer was already obvious.

"The inner sect sends a message, closing its doors to visitors. Regarding Zhao Jiaqi’s matter, we will notify you when the secret sect spreads the news... so Lin, I’m afraid you cannot proceed to the inner sect."

"Oh!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Fan nodded with a smile, "So there is no room for negotiation?"

"There really isn’t... so it’s my humble position that asks you not to take it to heart, Lin. As soon as the inner sect sends out news, I will definitely inform you promptly. If Lin doesn’t mind my modest accommodations, you might consider staying here for a few days."

The Sect Leader sighed with an embarrassed look.

His authority was limited, and this was as far as he could go.

"Alright then, since that’s the case, I won’t make things difficult for the Sect Leader. Since the inner sect won’t let me in..."

Lin Fan got up with a smile, and seeing this, the Sect Leader thought he was going to leave.

But Lin Fan changed his tone: "Then I’ll just have to talk to them myself!"

"Talk to them?"

The Sect Leader’s expression turned cold, looking puzzled at Lin Fan.

"Sect Leader, I’ve already observed the necessary formalities, and I understand your difficulties. Now that the message has already been sent in, I’ve done my part with the formalities. As for what comes next, it’s time for action!"

Lin Fan’s eyes grew cold as he looked at the plaque at the door.

The three characters for Shura Sect were bold and powerful, with a steady brushstroke.

But now, no matter how he looked at it, it just seemed off.