Accidentally invincible!

Because Lin Fan was stationed at Taihang Mountain, nothing had happened during this period of time.

Even the Immortal Sect envoys remaining in the mortal world didn't dare to come to Taihang Mountain looking for trouble.

Otherwise, they'd die without knowing how it happened.

The Martial Arts Stone Tablet stood here, benefiting countless martial artists.

Lin Fan instructed the martial artists who had gained enlightenment from the tablet to leave. They no longer needed to stay, and it was time to make room for the newcomers who couldn't get close enough to the tablet.

The Old Sword God left Taihang Mountain.

He had already found the subsequent path of martial arts, his mental state attained further refinement, and the will of the Sword Dao grew sharper and more piercing than before, a qualitative leap in every sense.

"The Immortal Sect will come soon."

Lin Fan murmured to himself, his gaze directed toward the distant horizon. Everything seemed tranquil, with no oddities to be seen.

But he knew.

This was only the beginning.

What he would face next would be the real trouble.

During this period,

Immortal Sect envoys disguised as martial artists mingled among the crowd, hiding their auras. Naturally, the martial artists couldn't perceive that those in their midst were Immortal Sect envoys.

These envoys possessed astonishing comprehension abilities.

They were once martial artists with Spirit Roots. Though their martial arts talent might not have been the strongest, their ability to grasp concepts was undeniably remarkable.

Soon after,

they gained insight into the Martial Arts Truth from the tablet.

Shock overtook their hearts.

As if they'd seen a ghost.

The subsequent road for martial arts was indeed long, foretelling inconceivable consequences for the Immortal Sect.

Thus,

they didn't linger long, hastily reporting the situation with martial arts back to their sects.

It was utterly astounding.

If martial arts were to be widely propagated, it would spell a fatal blow for the Immortal Sect. Even if recovery was attempted, it would already be too late.

Lin Fan was aware that Immortal Sect envoys had mixed into the crowd.

But he didn't stop them.

The moment he openly shared martial arts, he was prepared for anyone—regardless of being a martial artist or cultivator—to be able to practice it.

Be it martial artists or immortals, as long as they wished to cultivate, it wouldn't be an issue.

At Taiwu Immortal Sect,

Bai Qiu, as usual, had nothing important to do. Matters between the Demon Path and demonic forces were currently calm, and everything was peacefully settled.

Suddenly,

he looked up into the distance.

His expression grew grave, tinged with confusion.

"Strange?"

"What are they doing here?"

As he pondered these matters, several figures appeared in the distance—these figures included Sect Leaders from prominent Immortal Dao factions.

It was rare for them to gather in one place.

Why would they now unite and appear at Taiwu Immortal Sect? It didn't seem like anything significant had occurred recently. Not even the situation between the Demon Path and demonic forces warranted such a massive assembly.

"May I ask why the esteemed Sect Leaders have come to Taiwu Immortal Sect?" Bai Qiu inquired.

Luo Baiying replied, "Master Bai, I wonder if the disciple of your sect, Lin Fan, is present. We have come specifically for him, as there is a matter we need to inquire about, a matter that concerns the very foundation of our cultivating world."

Upon hearing Luo Baiying's words, Bai Qiu's heart trembled fiercely.

What the...!

That brat wouldn't have caused some colossal trouble outside now, would he?

He knew Lin Fan often enjoyed stirring up trouble.

Yet from the beginning until now, no Immortal Sect personnel had come forward with complaints. Looking at these Sect Leaders—some of whom even had a favorable impression of Lin Fan—they all appeared so somber.

What exactly transpired?

He led the Sect Leaders into the great hall, suggesting they discuss the matter calmly rather than act out impulsively.

Inside the great hall,

"Impossible! How could he do such a thing? Could there be some misunderstanding?" Bai Qiu exclaimed after hearing the details of the situation, his immediate response steeped in disbelief.

While other matters might warrant no skepticism,

on this particular matter,

he utterly refused to believe the accounts presented by the visitor.

The Xuankong Immortal Sect Leader declared, "Master Bai, what's so impossible? All accounts came from our disciples in the mortal world—they witnessed and heard these things firsthand. It is absolutely true."

Even now, Bai Qiu remained somewhat bewildered.

The transmission of martial arts?

And by their sect's disciple?

Why did this all feel so surreal?

Bai Qiu added, "Fellow Daoists, it's not that I disbelieve it; it's just hard to accept without witnessing it firsthand. You all know Lin Fan tends to attract a lot of enemies while outside—it could very well be a plot by some ill-intentioned individuals to frame him."

"How about this? I'll accompany you to Taihang Mountain to take a look."

The Sect Leaders nodded, finding no issue with Bai Qiu's suggestion. As he said, what if it's all misunderstanding?

Though the odds of that were slim,

it was indeed necessary to verify.

At this time, Bai Qiu felt deeply conflicted.

The emergence of martial arts impacted the interests of every cultivator.

Why were the Immortal Sects taking this so seriously? It's because martial arts were once limited to cultivating only up to the Innate Realm, with inner strength capped at one hundred, making breakthroughs utterly impossible.

Only those possessing Spirit Roots could train within the Immortal Sects.

Thus, Immortal Sects remained perpetually at the top,

immune to disruption from external forces.

Yet with a subsequent path for martial arts emerging, the situation grew far more complex.

"Master Bai, if Lin Fan is indeed responsible, what will you do? How do you plan to handle it?" a Sect Leader asked.

Bai Qiu thought for a moment and responded, "Rest assured, I will have him retract martial arts. I absolutely won't allow martial arts to become a method for everyone to cultivate."

If what they said proved true,

this was the only course he could take to appease their anger while simultaneously protecting Lin Fan.

When it comes to personal interests,

no matter how much Lin Fan had helped them in the past, it would all be inconsequential.

He hoped this was all mere overthinking.

That it wasn't real.

If it were real, he'd have no idea what to do. After all, while he might aim to take the lead, there were other factors to consider.

The arrival of the Sect Leaders from prominent Immortal Dao factions to discuss this matter,

proved how much attention it had drawn.

At Taihang Mountain,

Lin Fan sensed more than a dozen powerful presences approaching from afar. He opened his eyes, already understanding—they had arrived.

It seemed this matter was indeed as impactful as he had predicted.

By the tablet,

a group of martial artists was engrossed, trying to comprehend its secrets.

Suddenly,

they felt as if an immense mountain was pressing down on their chests.

They couldn't catch their breath.

Everyone looked up.

At some point, several figures had appeared in the sky above the tablet.

Their presence caused the heavens to shake and invert, with the sun and moon seeming to reverse their positions. Even cultivators didn't dare look directly at them, much less these mere mortals attempting to comprehend the Martial Arts Stone Tablet.

"So powerful, these must be Immortals."

"No doubt. But why are Immortals appearing here?"

Bai Qiu and the others directed their gaze toward the stone tablet below. That was the Martial Arts Stone Tablet, said to contain the path of martial arts progression.

The Xuankong Immortal Sect Leader spread his five fingers, unleashing a wave of suction force. He intended to take the Martial Arts Stone Tablet away.

He could not allow martial arts to have an open path forward.

Otherwise, it would have a catastrophic impact on the cultivating world.

The martial artists realized he wanted to take the Martial Arts Stone Tablet and immediately panicked.

"No, they're trying to take the Martial Arts Stone Tablet away."

"This means cutting off all hope for us."

"Could it be that martial arts really aren't allowed to exist?"

In their moment of despair,

a new force came forth from the distance, suppressing the Martial Arts Stone Tablet firmly in place.

"Is there a need for this?" Lin Fan walked slowly from afar, his footfalls causing faint ripples in the void.

Bai Qiu, hearing the familiar voice and seeing a familiar figure, nearly blacked out on the spot.

Good heavens!

Why is your presence everywhere?

Truly, you are a king of stirring up trouble.

Martial Arts Ancestor!

Martial Arts Ancestor!

Listen to how this tale has unfolded—he was now being referred to as the Martial Arts Ancestor, cementing his role in all of this.

Lin Fan said with surprise, "Master Bai, why have you come over as well?"

Bai Qiu couldn't even respond properly.

This was far too much to convey in words.

Why had he come?

Wasn't it to exert some control over the situation? If things weren't that bad, then great. But if Lin Fan was indeed at the heart of this, he hoped to stabilize the situation before it spiraled out of control.

Bai Qiu said, "Why did you get mixed up with martial arts? Weren't you cultivating immortality properly? Why stir trouble with all this?"

He didn't blame Lin Fan,

but the situation was undeniably complex.

Lin Fan replied, "Master Bai, I discovered the essence of martial arts from far away. Seeing those martial artists without Spirit Roots struggling, I decided to pass on the martial arts. This is truly a meritorious act. Everyone is here now—perhaps they'd also like to contribute to martial arts propagation?"

"If that's their intent, I would welcome them wholeheartedly."

Bai Qiu almost coughed up blood.

Was this brat even aware of what was happening?

He couldn't see the expressions on the Sect Leaders' faces?

Their darkening countenances?

This was becoming a headache.

Bai Qiu said, "Alright, alright. You're way too playful. The transmission has already reached people. How about bringing the tablet back with me? We'll deal with the rest slowly later. Does that work?"

As he spoke, Bai Qiu cast Lin Fan some meaningful winks, signaling him to play along.

The message was clear:

Don't be stubborn.

Just follow along.

We'll resolve it afterwards.

But Lin Fan didn't put much stock in his words. Instead, he said, "Master Bai, I know what you mean, but my mind is set—I've decided to propagate martial arts in the mortal world. If the Daoists here have come for this matter, why not share their thoughts?"

"Considering how many of you here know me personally—some of you have even been saved by me—it seems inappropriate to have conflict right away. That's not something I'd prefer."

Lin Fan's tone was amiable as he addressed the Sect Leaders.

The Xuankong Immortal Sect Leader spoke, "Lin Daoist, as you mentioned, you have indeed saved me before, and I owe you gratitude. But regarding the transmission of martial arts, Xuankong Immortal Sect will not permit it, nor will the other Immortal Sects."

"I urge you to seize the Martial Arts Stone Tablet, seal it, and ensure it is never disseminated."

"If you do so, this matter will end here."

His sentiment reflected the collective stance of the other Sect Leaders.

The Martial Arts Stone Tablet must be sealed,

and never allowed to be revealed.