NOVEL WEB Ch. 116
Chapter 116: Drawing Lots
As expected, that Holy Son Peak disciple looked around a few times. Seeing no one step forward to back him up, he got up dejectedly and took the lead.
This scene was witnessed by disciples from several other peaks, and for a moment, reactions varied.
"Who is that guy? How could he be so fierce and stir up trouble here? Is he not afraid of retaliation from the other Holy Son Peak disciples?"
Someone asked in shock, feeling that this was simply courting death.
After all, from the moment they entered the sect, their senior brothers and elders had taught them that the strongest disciples in Brahma God Sect were the legendary Holy Sons.
As time went on, this belief became deeply rooted in everyone’s mind—no matter who you offended, you must never offend a Holy Son.
Gradually, it led to an attitude of submission in front of Holy Son Peak disciples. This, in turn, made the disciples of Holy Son Peak increasingly arrogant and overbearing.
As if the entire sect belonged to them.
Only today, that disciple had encountered Gu Fan.
He wasn’t someone to play along, especially since it was under Nanyun’s suggestion—this represented the will of Overlord Peak.
It might even have been arranged by that woman Fang Xue.
At this moment, surrounding disciples were still engaged in heated discussion, and the looks they gave Gu Fan carried a tinge of sympathy.
"This guy is probably doomed. During the grand competition, if he runs into Holy Son Peak disciples, they’ll definitely not let him go easily."
"Not necessarily. Look at his clothes—he’s from Overlord Peak. He’s got some backing."
"This will be interesting to watch. Every year, Holy Son Peak and Overlord Peak are like fire and water. It’s not uncommon for someone to die."
"Let’s just sit back and watch. I bet on a crushing victory for Holy Son Peak."
"Tch, doesn’t Holy Son Peak always win first place in the grand competition every time? What’s there to guess?"
Gu Fan listened to their chatter without taking it to heart. These people had no fighting spirit left at all. They had become blind worshippers of Holy Son Peak.
"Feeling annoyed?"
Nanyun looked at Gu Fan’s expression and asked with a smile.
"A little."
"These days, the disciples of Brahma God Sect have become a bit twisted."
"When facing competitions against the Four Major Sects, everyone just says it’s fine—we have the Holy Son Peak disciples, so we won’t lose."
"When it comes to important sect missions, everyone thinks as long as Holy Son Peak takes the lead, there won’t be any problems."
"What do you think?"
Gu Fan gave Nanyun a strange look.
What good would his opinion do? He had just arrived in the Upper Realm—was he supposed to beat a Holy Son now?
Still, since he was asked, he replied bluntly:
"I think it’s pathological. In the long run, it’s bad for the growth of fresh blood in the sect."
"Just having cultivation realm isn’t enough in our path. Life and death battles are more important. Besides, as cultivators, showing submission so easily to others is simply absurd."
"One must know that cultivation itself is about struggling against the heavens and against others. If you’re submitting to others like this, what are you even fighting for?"
Nanyun was a bit surprised—he hadn’t expected this guy to see things so clearly.
"You’re right. That’s why Overlord Peak’s goal is to become the first to defeat Holy Son Peak head-on. That’s also why Senior Sister Fang named it ‘Overlord’!"
Gu Fan nodded. He had just been spouting nonsense earlier, but as long as Nanyun liked it, it was fine.
"So, Gu Fan, among the third-generation disciples, you are our Overlord Peak’s only hope. As long as you can defeat Holy Son Peak, that will be the first step."
"Heh, Senior Brother is joking. Isn’t there still you?"
Unexpectedly, Nanyun shook his head at those words.
"I can’t. At least not for now."
Seeing Gu Fan’s confused expression, Nanyun offered an explanation.
"Ahem… Mainly because my divine art hasn’t fully matured yet. I still need some time. This time, I’m just here for show. The real task of launching Overlord Peak’s first strike falls to you!"
Gu Fan curled his lips and did not continue the topic.
Just then, a few familiar figures walked over.
Upon seeing Gu Fan and Nanyun, their expressions instinctively changed.
The newcomers were none other than Huang Lin from Sumeru Peak, and beside him were two disciples dressed in the robes of Holy Son Peak.
Huang Lin’s expression was noticed by the other two, who asked curiously:
"What’s wrong, Brother Huang?"
Huang Lin looked at Gu Fan and Nanyun and said through gritted teeth:
"Just saw some old enemies, that’s all."
The two Holy Son Peak disciples looked at Gu Fan and Nanyun, then suddenly realized:
"Could it be that the injuries Brother Huang suffered some time ago were caused by these two?"
"Exactly. I ask you two Senior Brothers to take care of them during the matches."
Gu Xuan and Zhao Xianyi exchanged a glance, then smiled and said:
"Leave that to us. We’ll definitely vent your anger, Brother Huang!"
Upon hearing this, Huang Lin immediately bowed in gratitude, his demeanor extremely humble.
A moment later, the three finished their discussion, and Huang Lin clasped his fists and left.
Zhao Xianyi laughed and said, "Senior Brother, are you really going to take revenge for that useless one?"
"Calling it revenge is putting it nicely. Overlord Peak has been acting up too much in recent years, always opposing our Holy Son Peak. This so-called revenge is just a convenient excuse. After all, the offerings this useless guy gives us are quite decent."
After speaking, Gu Xuan laughed heartily.
"Senior Brother is right. Just two pieces of trash from Overlord Peak daring to challenge us Holy Son Peak—it’s simply courting death."
"Lord Holy Son doesn’t have time to bother with this. Naturally, we subordinates should take the initiative to share the burden."
Gu Xuan continued, "Go assign Jiang Tianxin from the third-generation disciples into the same group as the Overlord Peak disciples. As for that Nanyun, put him in my group. We’ll let Overlord Peak know what real strength is!"
"Yes, Senior Brother."
With that, Zhao Xianyi retreated with a smile.
On Gu Fan’s side, he completely ignored the people from Sumeru Peak. Defeated enemies didn’t deserve attention.
Following the disciples to the registration area, they each received their numbers, then proceeded to familiarize themselves with their opponents.
Gu Fan stepped forward and pinched a slip between his fingers. He saw that he had been assigned to the second group.
A Holy Son Peak disciple immediately shouted:
"Overlord Peak’s third-generation disciple, Gu Fan, Group Two!"
The crowd erupted.
Gu Fan was utterly confused—what was so exciting about drawing a number?
Looking around, he saw a grouping chart standing nearby.
He was indeed placed in Group Two, and besides him, there was one other person in the same group.
"He actually got assigned to Jiang Tianxin’s group. Isn’t that pure misfortune?"
"Look at that innocent face—he probably doesn’t even know who his opponent is."
Gu Fan frowned and grabbed someone nearby.
After asking, he found out that Jiang Tianxin was the strongest among the third-generation disciples of Holy Son Peak.
It was said that not long ago, he had accidentally beaten a True Yang Realm disciple to death.
Using Primordial Yang Realm to slay True Yang Realm—such strength would be considered top-tier talent anywhere!
"So, how do you feel? Any pressure?"
Seeing Nanyun looking at him with a smile, Gu Fan replied nonchalantly:
"Killing a True Yang? It’s not like I haven’t done it before."
"Heh, then I can rest assured."
With that, Nanyun turned and walked away.
Only then did Gu Fan remember to ask about Nanyun’s draw.
"Senior Brother, how was your draw?"
"Me? It’s alright. All old opponents—I know their depth, and they know my length..."
"So, your opponent is a Senior Sister?"
"……"