Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 1598 The Hands-Off Manager
Peng Shidao was so frightened that his whole body stiffened, and a fine layer of cold sweat instantly appeared on his forehead, slowly sliding down his cheeks and soaking his clothes.

A storm raged within him, his heart filled with doubt and shock.

When did this kid arrive?

How come he couldn't sense his presence at all, not even the slightest fluctuation?

The other Nascent Soul Realm elders around him also looked at Su Fan as if he were a monster, their faces full of shock and fear, their eyes filled with disbelief.

They are all powerful figures at the Integration Realm, with profound cultivation and keen senses.

Especially those few were great cultivators in the late stage of the Integration Realm, who were the top existences in the "Demon Sun Divine Palace" and even in the entire Zheng Yuan Heaven.

Yet, despite being a group of powerful and perceptive old monsters at the Integration Realm, none of them sensed Su Fan's presence or noticed his arrival when he approached.

Such a skill in concealing one's presence, such strength is truly terrifying.

Peng Shidao steadied himself and quickly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He forced a smile, stepped forward, and grabbed Su Fan's arm.
"Junior Brother Su Fan, you...you came without even saying hello..."

Holding Su Fan's arm, Peng Shidao could clearly feel that Su Fan still had no aura emanating from him, as if he were just an ordinary mortal.

But the more this happened, the deeper his apprehension became.

The fact that Su Fan could conceal his aura to such an extent was enough to show that his strength had already surpassed all of theirs.

He quickly turned around, cupped his hands in greeting to the several Nascent Soul Realm elders beside him, and introduced them in a respectful and solemn tone.

"Fellow junior brothers, let me introduce you. This is Junior Brother Su Fan, who has only recently joined the sect..."

Upon hearing Peng Shidao's words, the expressions of the group of Nascent Soul Realm elders present immediately changed, their shock and fear intensifying.

This was the first time Su Fan had made a public appearance in the sect since he joined the "Demon Sun Divine Palace".

Most people here have never seen him before.

I had only heard that he was incredibly strong, but I never imagined that he was so young and so unassuming.

They finally understood why Peng Shidao was so respectful to a disciple who had only recently joined the sect, and why he entrusted the important task of this trial to Su Fan.

So, this kid really does have the ability and the confidence.

Su Fan looked at the shock and fear on everyone's faces, but his expression remained unchanged; he simply smiled faintly.

He raised his hand, bowed slightly to the crowd, and spoke in a calm and humble tone, without the slightest arrogance or swagger.

"Su Fan greets all senior brothers. I hope you will take good care of me in the future."

Upon hearing his words, the group of Nascent Soul Realm elders present immediately bowed in return, none of them daring to act arrogantly.

"Greetings, Junior Brother Su Fan..."

Just kidding, Su Fan's ability to conceal his aura was enough to intimidate them all.

This powerful and unfathomable late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator walked silently in front of a group of Nascent Soul stage monsters, and not a single one of them could sense him.

They dared not offend someone with such power.

Based on this alone, many of the old monsters in the Integration Realm present admitted that they could not do it.

Moreover, at this moment, Su Fan was barely exuding any aura. If one did not examine him closely, he would be almost indistinguishable from an ordinary mortal.

This is enough to show that Su Fan's strength is already enough to crush all of them.

Peng Shidao looked at the respectful appearance of everyone and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. Then he introduced the four old monsters in the Integration Realm beside him to Su Fan one by one.

"Junior Brother Su Fan, these four are your fellow disciples who are going to the trial grounds with you this time..."

Su Fan glanced at the four Nascent Soul Realm elders and nodded slightly, as if to say hello.

Su Fan didn't speak again, nor did he show any intention of talking to them. He turned around and stood on the periphery of the crowd, his expression indifferent, standing alone.

He exuded a faint aura of detachment, showing no intention of integrating himself into the sect.

Seeing this, those old monsters in the Integration Realm showed no dissatisfaction; on the contrary, they breathed a sigh of relief.

They were already wary of Su Fan, afraid of displeasing him.

Su Fan's actions, on the contrary, suited their wishes.

Peng Shidao was not surprised at all. He had long known Su Fan's personality. Su Fan disliked crowds, preferred quiet, and did not like to interact with people.

He had no choice but to quickly move closer to Su Fan and carefully chat with him, afraid of neglecting this powerful "big demon".

After all, the sect still needs Su Fan to help them maintain order during this trial.

"Junior brother, rest assured, I have arranged everything for this trial. You don't need to worry about anything along the way; your four junior brothers will take care of everything..."

Peng Shidao's tone was somewhat ingratiating, and there was also a hint of probing that was not easily detected.

Upon hearing this, Su Fan smiled faintly, his tone calm and unwavering.

"Then... thank you very much, Sect Master..."

Upon hearing this, Peng Shidao immediately laughed and waved his hand.

"Junior brother, you're too kind. It's all I should do. Your task is simply to help the sect maintain order..."

As he spoke, the smile on his face gradually faded, and he couldn't help but sigh softly, his tone becoming more serious.

"However, as you know, junior brother, the three major demonic sects always fight each other during the trials of the various sects of the demonic sects. Once we get there, the 'Holy Demonic Palace' will be there to protect us."

"We should avoid taking the lead if possible. It's better to do less trouble. Let's just complete the trial peacefully and preserve the sect's reputation..."

Upon hearing this, a barely perceptible sneer flashed across Su Fan's eyes.

It seems that this "Demon Sun Palace" is also a place of cunning and deceit.

When faced with trouble, they only want to back down and protect themselves, and dare not confront things head-on. They are quite good at scheming.

However, this was exactly what he was thinking.

His main purpose in going to the trial grounds was to secure a guarantee for the Su family and to establish the prestige of the "Demon Sun Divine Palace".

The purpose of dealing with those arrogant people was not to show off, nor was it to compete for the "Demon Sun Divine Palace".

The martial arts world is not just about fighting and killing; it also involves human relationships, forbearance, and scheming.

The best outcome would be to avoid trouble and complete the task smoothly.

If he arrives at the trial grounds and no one bothers him, he won't bother to show off and will simply wait quietly until the trial ends.

However, if anyone is ignorant of his own limitations and dares to provoke him and challenge the "Demon Sun Divine Palace," then he should not blame him for being ruthless.

Finally, Su Fan and the others boarded the flying boat one after another.

Four enormous vessels slowly rose into the air, gradually breaking free from the clamor of the square, and roared away into the distance with a whooshing sound.

After boarding the ship, Su Fan was led by a special person to a luxurious cabin on the top floor of the airship.

The cabin is elegantly furnished and exudes a rich spiritual atmosphere, far more refined than ordinary guest rooms.

He sat cross-legged on the warm white jade couch in the center of the hall, his gaze sweeping over the four fellow disciples standing respectfully opposite him in the cabin.

"Please sit down..."

Su Fan's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable composure and a hint of superiority. His gaze shifted slightly, settling on the fellow disciple among the four who possessed the most powerful aura at the mid-stage of the Integration Realm.

"Junior brother, what's your name..." His tone was flat, without much small talk, yet it couldn't hide a hint of distance.

Upon hearing this, the man froze, his face showing obvious fear and trepidation, and he instinctively tried to stand up and bow.

Only when Su Fan raised his hand, indicating that he didn't need to be so polite, did he barely manage to calm himself down and carefully sit down again.

"Reporting to Senior Brother, my name is Song Yuanze..." His voice was slightly reserved, as if he was afraid of displeasing his senior brother.

“Song Yuanze…” Su Fan repeated the name softly.

"All matters concerning this trial are now in your care. The rest of you are at your disposal. Unless it is of utmost importance, there is no need to bother me..."

Upon hearing this, Song Yuanze was instantly stunned. The respect on his face froze, and his eyes were filled with disbelief and bewilderment.

No, that's not how it works.

My senior brother just took over and dumped the whole mess on me.

He secretly thought to himself that this senior brother was being far too adept at being a hands-off manager.

Even though he felt helpless, he dared not utter a single word of his complaint.

Suppressing the myriad thoughts in his mind, Song Yuanze quickly stood up, respectfully cupped his hands to Su Fan, and spoke with an increasingly humble tone.

"I will obey my senior brother's command and will do my utmost..."

Su Fan grew impatient listening to this, casually waving his hand with a tone that clearly conveyed a sense of detachment and impatience.

"Alright, you can all get back to your work..."

After sending his four fellow disciples away, Su Fan set up a formation outside the cabin door to ensure that no one could disturb him at will.

After doing all this, he vanished from the cabin in a flash, stepping into his personal secret realm.

The journey to the trial grounds is long and will take several months.

Having already gotten rid of all the trivial matters of the trial, Su Fan never came out of his personal secret realm again.

The first rays of pale golden morning light pierced through the gray-white clouds that had not yet completely faded from the horizon.

Sunlight, like scattered gold dust, fell across the rolling mountains, casting a warm glow over the vast landscape.

The mountain mist gradually dissipated, and the air was filled with a fresh scent of plants and spiritual energy.

Within his personal secret realm, Su Fan sat cross-legged by a pool beside a thatched hut, holding a thick, ancient-looking book in his hands.

Although the old health problems he had have now been cured.

Or rather, it has been completely suppressed for the time being, and there is no need to worry about a relapse in the short term.

However, he still maintained the habit of studying classic texts, and would spend a lot of time every day pondering various cultivation manuals and Taoist classics.

Su Fan was well aware that compared to those sect disciples who had been immersed in the cultivation atmosphere since childhood and had a solid foundation, his cultivation foundation was too weak.

Only by constantly learning, pondering, and absorbing the knowledge of immortality from ancient texts can one gradually bridge the gap and solidify one's foundation.

If he hadn't met Wei Xiaomo, he probably would never have been able to solve the troublesome hidden danger in his body on his own.

He kept this kindness in his heart.

This also made him realize that on the path of cultivation, only by becoming strong can one gain a foothold.

Su Fan only wanted to take advantage of the fact that he still had plenty of time to solidify his foundation in the Dao of Immortality and make up for his own shortcomings.

In this dog-eat-dog, perilous world of cultivation, one must ultimately rely on oneself.

Only by being strong enough can one withstand all storms and protect oneself.

He knew that this path was destined to be difficult, and that it would be a long time to make up for his weak foundation; he might even have to put in many times more effort than the average person.

But he didn't want to give up, nor was he willing to give up.

He wanted to give it a try, even if the road ahead was long and fraught with difficulties.

Anyway, he now has a long lifespan of tens of thousands of years, so he has plenty of time.

With the help of the game panel, as long as he perseveres, constantly studies and ponders various classics, and devotes himself to cultivation, he will be able to succeed.

Sooner or later, they will be able to make up for their shortcomings and forge their own path to immortality.

Moreover, he is unable to travel to the Upper Realm at least for the time being.

Su Fan understood this perfectly well and had already prepared himself mentally.

He had offended many powerful figures in the human realm's Daoist sects. If he were to rashly go to the upper realm now, and they discovered his whereabouts, they would surely tear him apart alive.

Therefore, for a very long time to come, he can only stay in the lower realm, cultivate in peace and settle himself down, and must not have the slightest thought of going to the upper realm.

What frustrates him even more is that he fears he will never be able to make any further progress in his cultivation in this lifetime.

On the path of cultivation, the higher the realm, the more difficult the breakthrough.

The only way to break through to the Mahayana realm is to go to the upper realm.

The lower realm has scarce spiritual energy and insufficient foundation, and simply does not have the conditions to support a breakthrough to the Mahayana realm.

Whenever he thought of this, Su Fan would feel an indescribable sigh.

There was a sense of helplessness, a sense of resentment, and even more so, a feeling of having no other choice.

Forget it, I'll stop thinking about all that nonsense.

Su Fan gently shook his head, dispelling all the frustration and resentment in his heart.

In the past, in the mortal world, centenarians were rare, and to die peacefully was a luxury.

Now that he has a lifespan of tens of thousands of years, he can devote himself to cultivating immortality and stay away from the troubles of the mortal world. What more could he ask for?

Thinking this way, the knot in his heart gradually dissipated, and his gaze returned to the book in his hands, his expression becoming focused and calm once again.

Just as Su Fan was lost in thought, a figure arrived at the edge of the pool.

He turned his head and saw Wei Xiaomo standing there prettily.

She jogged over and squeezed next to him to sit down, the little girl hugging his arm and resting her head on his shoulder.

Su Fan patted her little head and said softly, "Why didn't you sleep a little longer? You got up so early..."

"I can't sleep..."

After Wei Xiaomo finished speaking, she huddled her head closer to Su Fan's chest, and finally squeezed her whole body into his embrace.

"Are you...is something on your mind...?"

Su Fan was surprised that the little girl was so perceptive and could tell that he had something on his mind.

"I'm fine..."

"Stop pretending, I know you're worried about something. Don't worry, I'll help you from now on..."

At this moment, Wei Xiaomo spoke again, but this time her voice had completely changed.

(End of this chapter)