Looking at the elders with ill intentions, Lin Yifan feigned ignorance and asked, "Why have the elders summoned this disciple here?"

"Hehe!" The Great Elder put on a kindly face and replied, "Yifan, don't be nervous. We bear no malice, we're just curious about the martial arts you used in your duel with Zhu Kang this morning."

"It's just the secret techniques my master usually teaches me."

"Really? Then why do we feel it looks different?"

"Perhaps the elders have misjudged it."

"Hehe! We did not misjudge, it's you who are deceiving us. If there's something good, it should be shared. That's what disciples of the Medicinal Saint Valley ought to do."

The Great Elder no longer pretended and exposed Lin Yifan's lie directly.

"What are the elders saying? This disciple really doesn't understand."

Lin Yifan feigned innocence, denying having immortal level martial arts to the end.

"Do I need to spell it out more clearly?"

The Great Elder was a bit angry. Lin Yifan was clearly unwilling to hand over the immortal level martial arts for everyone to share.

"Yes!"

"Fine then! I'll make you abandon this idea of hiding." The Great Elder responded, "The martial arts you displayed this morning, while having common techniques, also included ones never seen before; and your last move, in particular, was even more evident; with current super martial arts, it is impossible for you, at the early stage of the Divine Transformation Third Realm, to exert the power of the Divine Transformation Fourth Realm Middle Stage; so you must have used more advanced martial arts."

"Hehe! You elders truly have a keen eye! You even saw through that. It seems I can't hide it anymore."

When the elders heard this, they were very pleased, as if they were about to feast on the food. Yet, just as they wanted to eat, the food vanished without a trace.

"That's right, I did use other advanced martial arts, but these advanced techniques were developed by myself based on existing martial arts; if the elders want, I can say it to you, or write it down."

The immortal level martial arts were in his mind, and he could scribble something down, leaving the elders unable to discern the truth.

The elders were very angry; Lin Yifan was typically deceiving them.

If Lin Yifan could create such advanced martial arts, wouldn't that mean the world was turning upside down? They would never believe it.

"Yifan, you are a member of the Medicinal Saint Valley. In times of hardship, we should suffer together, and in prosperity, we should share the benefits, right? Only when we're all strong can we protect our own and not be bullied by others, isn't that so?"

"Yes, yes, the Great Elder makes sense, so I am willing to share the techniques I've comprehended with everyone." Lin Yifan replied.

"Insolent!" The Great Elder slammed the table, scolding angrily, "How long do you intend to deceive us? Do you really think we're fools?"

Lin Yifan remained calm and collected, responding, "Why is the Great Elder so angry? Did this disciple say something wrong?"

"You're still pretending to be innocent here; do you believe I won't break your legs?" The Great Elder threatened furiously.

"Great Elder, this disciple truly doesn't know what was said wrong."

Lin Yifan, under immense psychological pressure, challenged the authority of the Great Elder.

"You..."

The Great Elder, excited, stood up and could no longer resist, projecting two forces intending to break Lin Yifan's legs.

Lin Yifan was startled, wanting to evade.

But the speed of the two forces was too fast; even if he used the 'Great Roc Spreading Wings' Qinggong to fly away, it would be too late.

Just as he thought his legs were doomed, two special forces flew in swiftly from the side, neutralizing the two forces the Great Elder had projected.

Feeling this power, the elders all stood up and respectfully said, "Valley Master!"

The Great Elder also realized his mistake and quickly explained, "Valley Master, I..."

"Alright! Alright! There's no need to explain, I know, I know. Although Yifan possesses extraordinary martial arts, he has already explained, and you cannot subject him to harsh interrogation without evidence. It's unfair, do you understand?"

The Medicine Saint appeared in the grand hall, reprimanding the elders.

"The Valley Master is right!"

The elders were extremely respectful, not daring to make a single objection.

In the Medicinal Saint Valley, the Medicine Saint is always the greatest; no one dares to oppose his will.

Lin Yifan did not expect the Medicine Saint had eavesdropped on his entire conversation with the elders, nor did he expect the Medicine Saint to be partial towards him, leaving him utterly confused.

"Could it be he doesn't want the immortal level martial arts? Or does he already possess it and thus disdains my immortal level martial arts?"

Thinking about this question, Lin Yifan grew increasingly afraid.

The Medicine Saint was truly an inscrutable old monster, very deep-minded.

After handling the matters here, the Medicine Saint asked, "Yifan, did the Great Elder scare you just now?"

Lin Yifan snapped back to reality, responding, "No! No! This disciple knows the Great Elder acted impulsively and did not truly intend to harm this disciple."

Seeing Lin Yifan being so sensible, the Great Elder felt the need to show humility as a senior.

Thus, the Great Elder apologized, "Yifan, I'm sorry, it was rash of me earlier, please forgive my mistake."

"No worries! No worries! I understand, I understand!"

From beginning to end, Lin Yifan was very humble, not daring to overstep a bit; because he knew in his current environment, being radical would only anger everyone, worsening relations, and wouldn't be worth it, so he absolutely couldn't do it.

"Yifan! The elders are all curious about your newly created martial arts. Go back and write them down for the elders to observe!"

The Medicine Saint gave Lin Yifan an opportunity to leave.

"Alright! This disciple will take his leave now!"

Lin Yifan wisely left respectfully, exiting the grand hall and returning to his room.

After Lin Yifan had gone far, the elders finally approached and asked, "Valley Master, don't you want to obtain the immortal level martial arts he has?"

"Do you think forcing him would be useful?" The Medicine Saint retorted.

This disciple Lin Yifan was more interesting than he imagined, feeling like he had found an amusing plaything.

"When that kid has matured, what will we do then?" The Great Elder asked.

This was their greatest worry.

From Lin Yifan's demeanor, it was evident he didn't want to be controlled by others, nor did he want to be merely a disciple of the Medicinal Saint Valley; he simply wanted to rely on the platform of the Medicinal Saint Valley to stand taller and fly farther.

The most fearsome part was Lin Yifan's talent; advancing one realm in a month was terrifying to think about; at this rate, in a few years, they might all be no match for him.

"I have my strategy, no need for you to worry." The Medicine Saint replied, wearing a mysterious expression.

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