Fantasy: I, Who Can View The Script Of My Life, Can Be Arbitrary Forever

Who could have imagined that Zhang Fan could be so foolish and stupid.

All his worries have been resolved.

Before, he might have had some concerns, but now he truly has no trace of fear.

Let's not even mention that Zhang Fan no longer has the protection of the sect and anyone can freely assassinate him.

Just the threat from the sect master earlier was clearly telling him that he can strike at any time, and after Zhang Fan leaves the sect, he can directly kill him.

It can even be said that this is the sect master's order.

"Zhang Fan, you brought this upon yourself, don't blame others, hahaha."

Sun Yuntian laughed in his heart.

But of course, he couldn't personally take action. Once Zhang Fan leaves the sect, he will make his move. Otherwise, he will inevitably be criticized and condemned for his lack of tolerance.

Today was already embarrassing enough. As an inner disciple, his reputation still matters.

But he will send a prodigy disciple that Zhang Fan cannot possibly defeat to kill him in one move.

He remembered that among the inner disciples, there was a very powerful female disciple who was usually low-key and reserved. If it weren't for accidentally witnessing her cultivation, he wouldn't have known that Zhanlu Peak still had such a strong disciple.

It would be most appropriate to send her.

At this moment, offstage.

Zhang Fan stepped down and the competition among the outer disciples continued.

But at this moment, Liang Tianxiu was desperately talking about Zhang Fan.

"Junior Brother Zhang, you're so foolish. How can you just leave the sect like this? Today, even the sect master personally intervened. Even if you must leave the sect, you should find an opportunity in the future!"

"You have offended the sect master and the inner disciple elder. Once you leave the sect, no one can protect you!"

"I don't even dare to talk to Junior Brother anymore."

Liang Tianxiu complained, feeling extremely regretful for Zhang Fan.

"Then stay away from me. It wouldn't be good if you bring disaster upon yourself."

Zhang Fan smiled.

"What are you saying, Junior Brother Zhang? You don't even know what kind of person I am."

Although Liang Tianxiu complained that he didn't dare to get too close to Zhang Fan, he was actually insincere. Otherwise, he would have run away long ago and wouldn't be chatting with Zhang Fan.

"I appreciate Senior Brother Liang's kindness. Although Sun Yuntian can't do anything to you in the inner sect, he might still make things difficult for you. It's better for Senior Brother Liang to stay away from me."

Zhang Fan said seriously. He didn't want to leave the sect and let the person who had helped him before suffer a bad fate.

"Alright."

"I have reached the end of my fate with Junior Brother Zhang. I can only wish you a smooth journey ahead and hope to meet again in the future."

Liang Tianxiu also knew that the situation had happened and there was nothing he could do to help. It would only make his own future difficult.

He had said what needed to be said and could only wish Zhang Fan well in the future.

"Until we meet again."

Zhang Fan nodded and bid farewell to him.

After Liang Tianxiu finished speaking, he walked towards the crowd, distancing himself from Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan wasn't in a hurry to leave.

Because he was waiting for Xiao Huo. In the script of life, he and Xiao Huo were supposed to be expelled from the sect together.

Now that he had left, the plot wouldn't change much. Since they were in the same boat, he would wait for Xiao Huo.

But to his surprise, the next person to take the stage was Cai Heng.

"It's Cai Heng. Why is he on stage?" someone exclaimed.

"What's so special about this disciple?" someone asked.

"Cai Heng was one of the least talented disciples in our batch three years ago. Besides Xiao Huo, he was the most useless. Not only is his cultivation stuck at the sixth level of the Clay Bottle Realm, but his martial skills are still at the entry level after three years of practice."

"He's simply a laughingstock among the outer disciples!"

"I heard that he voluntarily applied to leave the sect a while ago. Why is he still here and participating in the outer disciple competition? What kind of courage does he have to go on stage?"

Upon hearing this explanation, others also burst into laughter.

How dare he.

After Cai Heng took the stage, he ignored the mocking voices around him and looked at Zhang Fan.

His gaze was firm and filled with conviction.

"Senior Zhang, do you think I will win this match...?"

He drew an ordinary long sword, identical to the one Zhang Fan had practiced with before.

But in his hands, as soon as he unsheathed the sword, it was as if his entire aura had changed. It was as if he had merged with the sword, radiating a sharp and imposing presence.

His opponent looked at him with a serious expression. "I heard people below calling you a waste, but I think you're different. I will take you seriously."

Then, he also unsheathed his sword and launched an attack.

Facing an opponent who was two realms higher than himself, Cai Heng showed no fear. He wielded his sword, using ordinary sword techniques that were exceptionally exquisite, as if he had been practicing swordsmanship for many years.

Silent at first, but astonishing when it struck.

A soaring sword aura swept through, containing a hint of Sword Intent!

"Sword Intent! It's Sword Intent again!"

"A fledgling Sword Intent. What's happening to the outer disciples this year? There are so many talented disciples who have cultivated Sword Intent!"

"And he hasn't even reached the Sea Gazing Realm yet!"

Everyone exclaimed in surprise.

Even the elders on the stage couldn't sit still.

They had initially felt regretful about losing Zhang Fan, but now there was another promising swordsman.

Although he was far inferior to Zhang Fan, he was still an astonishingly talented genius.

"I want to take him as my disciple!"

Compared to their lack of confidence in teaching Zhang Fan, they now wanted to compete for Cai Heng and make him their disciple, inheriting their legacy.

After all, it was only a fledgling Sword Intent, and his comprehension of swordsmanship had not reached a level they couldn't match.

Sun Yuntian was also in a good mood at the moment, with the intention of taking on a disciple. He himself was a sword practitioner, otherwise he wouldn't have taught Sun Zhaoyang sword techniques before.

After a few moves on the stage, Cai Heng defeated his opponent who was two realms higher with his Sword Intent.

He said, "Senior, you've lost."

The senior brother's face showed unwillingness, but he also acknowledged his inferiority. "Junior brother, your talent in swordsmanship is exceptional. Although your cultivation is still shallow, your swordsmanship far surpasses mine. I admit defeat."

Cai Heng smiled. Who would have thought that just a month ago, he was considered a waste, and now he was so dazzling and outstanding.

He looked at Zhang Fan, who also gave him a faint smile.

For Cai Heng, this smile was a confirmation from his senior brother. He hadn't let Zhang Fan down.

Zhang Fan, on the other hand, thought to himself, indeed, talented people are always talented. He had snatched the other party's opportunity, yet the other party still respected him so much. He felt a bit guilty.

When he became stronger in the future and had the chance to meet Cai Heng again, he would make it up to him.

At this moment, the elders on the platform were all speaking up, wanting to take Cai Heng as their disciple.

Sun Yuntian even threw out a tempting olive branch, "I have never taken on a true successor. If you join my sect, I will teach you everything and treat you as my heir."

Once these words were spoken, everyone envied. This meant that they wanted to groom Cai Heng as their successor. There was no higher olive branch than this.

But unexpectedly, Cai Heng didn't even hesitate to refuse.

"Sorry, I already have an elder I want to apprentice under."

"Elder Fang, thank you for your kindness last time. You taught me an advanced sword technique, and since then, I have decided to become your disciple."

He had already told Zhang Fan before that there was an elder willing to take him as a disciple, and it turned out to be true.

Elder Fang was also an inner sect elder, and his seniority was even older than Sun Yuntian's. He had never taken on a true successor until now.

"Hahaha, I didn't misjudge you, my good disciple, rise quickly."

An elder with a white beard had a face full of joy. From the beginning, he felt a master-disciple connection with Cai Heng.

So even before becoming his disciple, he had taught him his own unique sword technique. Now, Cai Heng had truly not let him down.

Sun Yuntian's face turned pale. "Elder Fang, are you trying to steal my disciple?"

"Sorry, Elder Sun, even without Elder Fang, I, Cai Heng, would not have become your disciple."

At this moment, Cai Heng spoke.

Upon hearing this, everyone felt that something was amiss.

Not only did Cai Heng refuse Elder Sun, but it seemed like he was also going to humiliate him.