Black Bamboo Peak is a place of quiet cultivation for male disciples.

Lin Fan hid outside, a playful look in his eyes. Long Aotian was probably terrified and didn't dare to take a step out. He had even set up a trap in the room, so it wouldn't be easy to get in.

As he watched Fang Shao walk out of his room, he had already come up with a plan.

He secretly sneaked into the Spirit Beast Peak, wandered around the Spirit Beast Garden, and finally found a cow's droppings. He covered his nose and took out a fist-sized amount.

He then moved away from Spirit Beast Peak, took out a pot of maltose, pounded and compressed the cow dung into a smaller size, wrapped it in maltose, and set up a restriction to cover up the smell of the dung.

He then took out two spiritual herbs, condensed their essence, and incorporated the essence into them, disguising them as healing pills.

After completing all the preparations, he packed the box in a sandalwood box. Taking advantage of the night when no one was in the alchemy room, he used the chief token to open the restriction, placed the box in a not-so-inconspicuous place, and applied three layers of restrictions to prevent anyone from taking it.

After doing all this, he clapped his hands in satisfaction and returned to the vicinity of Black Bamboo Peak, waiting for Fang Shaohuo to appear.

The next morning, before the sun had risen, Fang Shao appeared. Upon seeing him, Lin Fan smiled and walked over.

"Junior Sister Fang, where are you going?" He feigned surprise, feeling that meeting her at Black Bamboo Peak was an incredible thing.

"I...I..." Fang Shao's eyes darted around, and he stammered, unsure of what to say.

Her visits to Black Bamboo Peak were already tacitly accepted, and her senior brothers on Black Bamboo Peak turned a blind eye to it.

"I understand. I've heard that Junior Sister and Junior Brother Long have a very good relationship. He's injured, so it's only right that Junior Sister comes to visit him." Lin Fan's tone was gentle, and his face was smiling, which made the tense Fang Shao relax a lot.

"I am the senior disciple of Youzhu Peak. Although Junior Brother Long sometimes misunderstands me, I still hope that he can focus his mind on cultivation."

"I've heard that Danfeng has produced a Grade 3 Qingxin Pill, a healing elixir that can cure serious injuries. Why don't you come with me to get it and give it to our junior brother to heal his injuries?"

"Senior Brother, I'm afraid this is not appropriate!" Fang Shao was somewhat tempted. If there were healing medicine for Long Aotian, that would be excellent.

"Don't worry, I'll take responsibility for whatever it may be. The Seven Veins Competition is coming soon. If Junior Brother Long doesn't heal his injuries and improve his cultivation, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to secure a place in the top ten."

He wouldn't allow Fang Shaohuo to refuse, insisting on taking her to Danfeng. Fang Shaohuo dared not disobey and could only follow behind.

At the same time, her opinion of Lin Fan changed. Senior Brother was clearly so good, caring for his junior brothers and not bullying the weak. Why did Long Aotian have to make things difficult for him? Could it really be as rumored that he coveted the position of chief?

While she was lost in thought, the two of them had already arrived at Danfeng. Given his status, entering the alchemy room would be a piece of cake.

He then led Fang Shao to the sandalwood box and pointed, saying, "Look, this is a grade three healing pill."

Lin Fan released the restriction, took down the sandalwood box, and handed it to her, smiling, "Give the pill to Junior Brother Long, but don't tell anyone it was a gift from me!"

"Why? If you said it was a gift from our senior brother, then your misunderstanding might be cleared up." Fang Shao asked, puzzled.

"Think about it, Junior Brother Long is still very angry and has a lot of grievances against me. If you say that it was from me, he definitely won't accept it. Wouldn't that be a waste of your good intentions?" Lin Fan guided her thinking, making her feel that the reason she was getting the medicine for Long Aotian was mainly because of her good intentions.

This way, she can gain more weight in Long Aotian's heart. This is a kind of differentiated thinking, which is very practical for people who are very utilitarian.

"If he asks you where the pills came from, you can say they were given to you by Qin Wunian, Lu Shuisheng, and a few others. He really likes those senior sisters. That way, you can help him heal his injuries and also gain his favor," Lin Fan said with a smile.

"Thank you, Senior Brother!" Fang Shaohuo hugged the sandalwood box, expressing her gratitude repeatedly. What a kind person he was! She wished she could have such a good senior brother.

“This pill is very large, and Junior Brother Long may not be able to absorb it well. I have a spiritual spring here that can help him absorb the medicinal power better.”

He took out a bottle of spiritual spring water, and then, after Fang Shao expressed his gratitude profusely, sent her back.

Fang Shao glanced at the pills and indeed, a fragrant aroma wafted through the air. She didn't doubt the pills' authenticity, after all, she had personally witnessed Lin Fan taking them down from the pill room shelf.

"Long Aotian, I hope you like this wonderful gift!"

His eyes turned gloomy. If this matter succeeded, it would surely become Long Aotian's inner demon. He refused to believe that the chosen one of destiny would not be ruined.

Fang Shao excitedly entered Long Aotian's room with the sandalwood box in his hand, and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Aotian, this is a third-grade healing pill and a spiritual spring that I obtained for you."

She handed the two items to Long Aotian, looking eager for a reward.

Long Aotian opened it and felt the surging medicinal power and aura; it was indeed a grade three pill.

"Where did you get this elixir from?" he asked curiously.

Fang Shao is just an outer disciple, so in theory he shouldn't have any grade three pills.

"It was a gift from Senior Sister Lu Shuisheng." Fang Shao's eyes flickered, somewhat unwilling. If he hadn't been asked, he could have taken all the credit.

"So it was Senior Sister Lu. She still values ​​me so much!" Upon hearing this, Long Aotian recalled the image of his younger senior sister, who had a small ponytail and was a year younger than him.

She'll be sixteen in a few months, and little girls are definitely more innocent. Once I'm healed, I'll definitely thank her properly.

He looked at the pill, which was only slightly smaller than his fist. Although it might get stuck in his throat, he gritted his teeth, picked up the pill, stuffed it into his mouth, and forced it to swallow.

Then he picked up the spiritual spring water, drank it, and began to circulate his internal energy to absorb the medicinal power.

Suddenly his face changed drastically, his stomach churned violently, and he felt extremely nauseous and wanted to vomit.

He covered his mouth, trying to suppress the feeling, but he failed.

vomit

Long Aotian vomited all over the bed, and a stench filled the entire room. He stared blankly at the cow dung diluted by the spiritual spring, and his stomach reacted even more violently, vomiting uncontrollably.

Half an hour later, the vomiting in the room gradually subsided. Long Aotian, with disheveled hair, looked like he had conjunctivitis, his face contorted, and he couldn't help but roar wildly.

Fang Shaohuo huddled in a corner, trembling. Because of the talisman array in the room, she dared not run around.

Looking at the room full of excrement and stench, she felt terrible. When she was facing Long Aotian earlier, he vomited all over her, and she turned pale and started vomiting too.

By now, she understood perfectly well that this was Lin Fan's method, which was truly terrifying. The double blow of mental and physical damage was something no one could withstand.

That's too vicious. They're trying to cut off Long Aotian's path to immortality. As long as he's still in the Qingxiao Sect, he'll never forget what happened today.

"You vile woman, I'm going to kill you!" Long Aotian's eyes were bloodshot, radiating a chilling killing intent.

"It wasn't me, Lin Fan asked me to give these to you," Fang Shaohuo said hurriedly, sensing his murderous intent.

"Lin Fan, if I don't kill you, I, Long Aotian, swear I'm not human!" Long Aotian roared like a wild beast, slapping Fang Shan away with one palm before rushing out of the room.

"What happened?"

Noticing the commotion on Long Aotian's side, the five disciples came over and saw Fang Shao lying on the ground seriously injured. Long Aotian's room was filthy and the owner was nowhere to be seen. Their expressions were strange and their gazes were different.

Long Aotian found a water source, washed himself off, and then slowly put on his clothes and went back.

His gaze was piercing, as if he wanted to kill someone.

"Junior Brother Long, you have seriously injured your fellow disciples. Come with us."

The Xingfeng disciples walked over, looking at him with rather strange eyes. They had all heard about what happened at Black Bamboo Peak and were laughing so hard their stomachs hurt.

Long Aotian remained expressionless and followed the enforcement disciple back.

Elder Xingfeng looked at him speechlessly. It hadn't even been a few days, and this had already happened. The sect leader had directly told them to handle the matter themselves.

Leng Xingyue sat to the side, her face cold and aloof, revealing neither joy nor anger.

When Long Aotian saw Leng Xingyue arrive, he was secretly delighted. His master had indeed not given up on him and still cared about him.

"Long Aotian, you seriously injured outer disciple Fang Shaohuo and fled to avoid punishment. Do you know your crime?" Elder Xingfeng said.

"Elder Mo, don't listen to that lowly servant's one-sided story. She was trying to harm me, and I was just acting in self-defense," Long Aotian said calmly.

"What's that smell? It stinks!"

"It smells so pungent, it feels like I ate shit."

As soon as Long Aotian spoke, an unusual fragrance wafted from the main hall.

"Could the rumor be true? That Long Aotian often eats shit in his room?"

"The aroma is there, how could it be fake?"

The disciples watching from the sidelines discussed it amongst themselves, and the story became more and more outrageous, eventually evolving into the claim that Long Aotian needed to eat ten pounds of excrement every day before he could sleep peacefully.

Some say that even during dual cultivation, he ate excrement while working, indicating a very heavy taste.

Long Aotian's veins were bulging, and his eyes were practically spitting fire.

Several elders also frowned; they couldn't stand this aura either.

Damn it, it's like someone eating shit in front of them, it's so disgusting.

After receiving treatment, Fang Shao was out of danger and was taken to Xingfeng, her face as pale as paper.

"Junior Sister Fang, tell the truth. What exactly happened? If you utter even a single lie, the consequences will be unbearable," Wu Qiankun said, his words laced with threat.

"It's my fault. I've always admired Senior Brother Aotian, but he only has eyes for a few senior sisters. I hated him because of love, so I did this to get revenge on him." Fang Shao trembled and didn't dare to implicate Lin Fan.

Long Aotian is a rising star in the sect, and the sect has high hopes for her. Lin Fan is the chief disciple, and their status cannot be overstepped. If she offends either side, it will be difficult for her to survive.

Although sects forbid killing fellow disciples, it is easy for a direct disciple to kill an outer disciple.

The chief disciple wields considerable power within the sect, commanding respect even from the most trusted disciples.

The elders' faces twitched. Why did you have to feed him excrement? No one could accept that.

Long Aotian didn't speak again, afraid that if he opened his mouth, it would bring up Piaoxiang again, which he himself couldn't stand.

Besides, feeding him excrement isn't a serious crime, and Lin Fan wouldn't be punished for it.

Although Fang Shao took the blame, it was obvious to everyone that Lin Fan was behind it all, but they still had to give the chief some face.

It would be unwise to offend Lin Fan over something as trivial as a piece of excrement. The Chief is the successor to the Peak Master, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, he will be the next Peak Master of Youzhu Peak.

Even if you forcibly impose a crime, it's not a big deal; the sect rules don't say that feeding excrement to fellow disciples is a crime.

“Since Long Aotian has admitted to injuring his fellow disciple, and considering that his actions were understandable, we will strip him of his status as a personal disciple and demote him to an ordinary inner disciple,” the Elder of Punishments said.

"Long Aotian, are you convinced?"

Long Aotian's eyes twitched violently, his face contorted, and he managed to squeeze out a single word: "I'm impressed!"

"Junior Sister Leng, what do you think of this verdict?"

Leng Xingyue calmly replied, "Agreed!"

After saying that, she got up and left; she simply couldn't stand the smell here.