novelraw Chapter 323 : The New Holy Son!
Chapter 323 : The New Holy Son!
Chapter 323: The New Holy Son!
In that instant, everyone’s eyes turned to Gu Fan and the Dao Bell above his head.
The faces of the many Supreme Elders changed drastically.
“The Dao Bell is the sect-protecting treasure of the Brahma God Sect. How could you dare to lay your hands on it!”
As he spoke, the elder who had just been quarreling with Gu Fan struck out directly. His massive hand covered the sky, attempting to seize the Dao Bell above Gu Fan’s head.
Unexpectedly, such an action directly enraged the Dao Bell.
The Dao Bell trembled lightly, divine radiance bursting forth, instantly piercing through the giant hand!
That elder’s expression changed greatly.
“Everyone, attack together!”
Apart from the Purple-robed Elder, the rest all struck out instinctively at his call.
In an instant, terrifying spiritual energy hands surged forth, all grabbing toward Gu Fan!
“Stop!”
The Purple-robed Elder shouted loudly to halt them, but since everyone had already acted, how could they stop so easily?
Mainly, Gu Fan’s arrogance just now had indeed irritated them.
All those present were high-ranking elders of the sect. When had they ever been so brazenly contradicted by a disciple?
This was the perfect chance to give him some punishment!
At this moment, the Dao Bell seemed to have been truly provoked, letting out waves of buzzing hums.
Clang!
Finally, a bell chime rang out, visible soundwaves rippling outward, sweeping across all the giant hands.
Pop! Pop! Pop!
All the giant hands shattered instantly, vanishing completely. The terrifying soundwaves continued to sweep toward the elders!
Boom!
Everyone’s bodies trembled violently, then each spat out a mouthful of blood, all suffering serious injuries!
“How could this be! How could this brat possibly activate the Dao Bell!”
The Purple-robed Elder wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth, feeling as if he had been caught up in an undeserved disaster.
“Geniuses always have their peculiarities. Do not forget, this child’s talent is the legendary Nine Rings! This proves the Dao Bell’s intimacy with him is unprecedented!”
Hearing this, everyone finally understood.
“So that’s how it is… No wonder he could summon the Dao Bell to aid him!”
“Then what now? Are we just to let him stand there under the Dao Bell?”
At that moment, a figure slowly appeared between Gu Fan and the elders.
When the elders saw this figure, they were all stunned, and then immediately bowed respectfully.
“Greetings, Grand Elder!”
The newcomer wore a gentle smile and nodded toward them.
The moment Gu Fan looked at this man, his soul instantly tightened. It was an instinctive reaction beyond his control.
Although he could not sense this person’s cultivation realm, an unimaginably terrifying pressure lingered in his heart.
In an instant, Gu Fan realized that this man was incomparably powerful, absolutely at the Union Dao Realm—or even beyond!
If he struck Gu Fan, Gu Fan felt he would not even have time to escape. He might not even have the chance to summon the Bronze Gate!
“Disciple greets the Grand Elder!”
The young-looking elder squinted his eyes and smiled in satisfaction.
“Not bad, a youthful prodigy with supreme potential.”
Then his gaze fell upon the Dao Bell above Gu Fan’s head.
“It seems the Nine Rings talent is truly unique. Even the Dao Bell is willing to protect you. You must know, when I usually try to communicate with it, it rarely even acknowledges me once.”
Gu Fan paused, then smiled and said:
“Perhaps so, but this disciple still cannot communicate with the Dao Bell. I can only feel that it is willing to help me.”
The elder descended slowly and reached out toward the Dao Bell, but was blocked by a layer of energy.
Seeing this, the elder gave a bitter smile.
“Still the same as always. Forget it, forget it!”
“However, the Dao Bell is after all the sect’s supreme treasure. Even if it favors you, it cannot be given to you.”
Gu Fan nodded. He had never expected the sect to hand the Dao Bell to him. Even if he tried to forcefully take it, he would be hunted down relentlessly.
Yet, this elder’s attitude toward him was far gentler than that of the previous Supreme Elders.
At this time, the elder turned to the sky and declared to everyone:
“The Brahma God Sect does not show favoritism to any disciple. Since the Holy Son erred first, today’s result is merely his own doing.”
“From now on, Gu Fan shall be the new Holy Son of the Brahma God Sect! He shall preside over all matters of Holy Son Peak. The disciples of the former Holy Son Peak may freely choose to remain or transfer to any of the other nine peaks.”
“Henceforth, Gu Fan shall enjoy all the rights and privileges of the Holy Son. All disciples shall look to him as their model!”
After speaking, the elder swept his gaze across the Supreme Elders and said:
“This matter ends here. I will say it again: matters between disciples must be resolved by disciples themselves. By intervening just now, you have broken my rules.”
The elders immediately lowered their heads in silence.
The Grand Elder was the sect’s longest-living and most mysterious powerhouse.
Since he had spoken, who would dare object?
“You few shall all be confined to your caves for ten years!”
“Yes, Grand Elder.”
Gu Fan merely smiled at these words without comment.
For cultivators of their realm, ten years was nothing more than a retreat.
But the Grand Elder’s stance was clear.
Not only had he punished the elders, but he had also officially legitimized Gu Fan’s status.
He had placed Gu Fan in the seat of Holy Son, master of Holy Son Peak.
All this was to appease him and to show the disciples, regaining the sect’s trust.
Most importantly, this prevented any rift with the Dao Bell.
“Many thanks, Grand Elder!”
Gu Fan made a formal bow in thanks.
The elder nodded in satisfaction, then looked once more at the Dao Bell.
“Now you should be satisfied. As long as Gu Fan remains in the Brahma God Sect, the sect shall guarantee his safety!”
The Dao Bell let out a hum, then slowly drifted away into the depths of the sect until it vanished.
As it departed, Dudu’s childish voice echoed in Gu Fan’s heart.
“Master, don’t worry. Once I rest for a while longer, we can go anywhere we wish!”
Gu Fan smiled but did not respond.
The elder, seeing this, smiled with satisfaction.
“Very well, this matter ends here!”
Seeing no objections, he slowly ascended and disappeared into the depths of the sect.
Lin Yi walked to Gu Fan’s side, sneering slightly.
“A fine display of means.”
Gu Fan rolled his eyes and replied:
“Better to play dumb. The sect is merely a platform. Only by growing stronger can one maintain a voice within it. That truth never changes.”
Lin Yi nodded. At this time, Gu Fan turned and looked toward Fang Xue, the corners of his lips curling into a smile.
“Long time no see, Senior Sister Fang.”
Fang Xue still wore her cold and aloof expression, her temperament icy and untouchable.
She looked at Gu Fan, smiled faintly, and said:
“I knew you would return, but I did not expect you to suppress the Holy Son the very moment you did.”
“In the Rift Battlefield, I merely gained a small opportunity.”
“Now that you control Holy Son Peak, you must have many matters to attend to. I shall not trouble you further.”
Gu Fan understood her meaning and simply nodded, bidding her farewell.
Shortly after, Lin Yi also departed temporarily, returning to the Zhu Family.
Thus the great battle came to an end, and the fall of a legendary disciple was concluded.
From then on, the Holy Son still existed in the world—only under a new name.
That night, at the site where Holy Son Ying Langtian’s corpse lay discarded, a figure slowly appeared.
He moved weakly, clearly bearing heavy injuries.
After staggering to Ying Langtian’s corpse and confirming it, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
“For me, Gu Fan has done quite a favor.”
Lifting the corpse in his arms, he sighed with emotion.
“Ying Langtian, Ying Langtian… all your schemes, and in the end, the one who benefited was me! Hahahaha!”
With a burst of laughter, the figure slowly disappeared into the night.