Chapter 339 Lost Mind

After experiencing the fierce battle after the Blood Blade Sect's night attack, Ye Fan and Lin Yue returned to the Lin family with scars. In the luxurious and solemn hall of the Lin family, the atmosphere seemed particularly depressing.

Huge spiritual stone lamps were hung around the main hall of the Lin family, emitting a soft light that illuminated everyone's face clearly. The head of the family, Lin Zhentian, sat in the first seat, and beside him were several elders and important family members, all with different expressions.

Lin Yue and Ye Fan stood in the middle of the hall. Lin Yue had a serious expression and spoke in a low voice about the entire process of the attack on Nirvana Sect.

"The Blood Blade Sect used despicable means and attacked the Nirvana Sect at night, causing huge losses. Many disciples were killed or injured, and the sect was almost destroyed." Lin Yue's voice was filled with anger and sadness.

Ye Fan added: "Although we managed to escape, the Blood Blade Sect will obviously not give up. If they turn their target to the Lin family, the situation will be even more serious."

Lin Zhentian was silent for a moment, glanced at the elders present, and said, "The Blood Blade Sect is indeed a force that cannot be underestimated, but the current situation of the Lin family is not optimistic either."

Lin Yue frowned slightly: "Father, Nirvana Sect and the Lin family have become a community of interests. We can't just sit back and do nothing."

Lin Zhentian sighed, "Yue'er, I'm not heartless. But you have to know that although the Lin family has a certain say in the auction house, we are not the only one. Many forces are eyeing our status. If we act hastily because of the Nirvana Sect, it is likely to cause siege from other forces."

Lin Yue's face showed dissatisfaction: "But if we do nothing, won't we just sit there and wait for death?"

At this time, an elder stood up, his tone calm but revealing calm rationality: "The family head's concerns are not unreasonable. Although the Blood Blade Sect attacked the Nirvana Sect, they did not directly declare war on the Lin family. If we act rashly, it may give the Blood Blade Sect an excuse to point the spearhead at us."

Another elder frowned and said, "But not taking action is not an option. If the Nirvana Sect is completely destroyed, the Blood Blade Sect will become even more powerful, and they will most likely target the Lin family next."

The atmosphere in the hall became increasingly tense, with both sides holding different opinions and neither side willing to give in.

Seeing this, Lin Yue couldn't help but raise her voice: "Elders, have you forgotten Ye Fan's potential and the significance of his alchemy skills to our Lin family? The rise of Nirvana Sect is not only their business, but also an opportunity for our Lin family!"

She looked at Lin Zhentian and said earnestly, "Father, Ye Fan has proven his worth. Moreover, I am willing to take responsibility for this matter. If things change, I, Lin Yue, am willing to protect the Lin family at the cost of my life!"

Lin Zhentian frowned slightly, obviously hesitant. He turned to look at Ye Fan: "Friend Ye, what do you think?"

Ye Fan's eyes were firm. He took a step forward, his tone calm but with unquestionable strength: "Master Lin, Miss Lin Yue is right. Although the Nirvana Sect has suffered a heavy blow, I am confident that it can rise again. What the Blood Blade Sect has done will not stop here. Sooner or later, they will take action against the Lin family."

He paused for a moment and continued, "I don't need the Lin family's full support immediately, I just hope they can provide some necessary help. Whether it's resources, intelligence, or other aspects, even a little bit of support can help me restore the Nirvana Sect's strength faster."

Lin Zhentian stared at Ye Fan, as if measuring his sincerity and ability.

Finally, Lin Zhentian sighed: "Yue'er, Ye Xiaoyou, what you said makes sense. But we can't rush this matter. The Lin family can provide some support, but the scale will not be too large. I will send people to secretly assist the Nirvana Sect in rebuilding, and will also strive for more resources in the auction house."

Lin Yue breathed a sigh of relief: "Father, thank you for your support."

An elder added: "We will also strengthen our surveillance of the Blood Blade Sect to ensure they do not take any further action."

Lin Zhentian nodded: "This matter ends here, everyone should act according to the arrangement. Yue'er, Ye Fan, you can rest assured and recuperate for the time being. I will inform you if there is any new progress."

After the meeting, Lin Yue and Ye Fan left the main hall side by side. Lin Yue whispered, "Ye Fan, although my father agreed, there are still some concerns within the Lin family. I'm afraid their support is just superficial."

Ye Fan smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter, this result is already within my expectations. In any case, we have a chance to catch our breath."

Lin Yue nodded gently: "What are you going to do next?"

Ye Fan's eyes were deep: "Recover from the wound, improve your strength, and then accumulate strength in secret. If the Blood Blade Sect wants to destroy the Nirvana Sect, they may have to pay a greater price."

Lin Yue looked at his resolute profile and silently made up her mind that no matter how big the future would be, she would face it with him.

In the dead of night, with the moonlight shining like water, Ye Fan sat cross-legged alone, regulating his breathing to recover from the injuries left by the Blood Blade Sect's night attack. However, even with his eyes closed, his heart was still filled with grief and deep self-blame for the tragic death of the Nirvana Sect's disciples.

"Ye Fan, are you really willing to endure this?" The Demon Emperor's low and hoarse voice suddenly sounded in his sea of ​​consciousness, with a hint of sarcasm and temptation.

Ye Fan was shocked and responded coldly: "What do you want to say?"

The Demon Emperor chuckled, his tone full of provocation: "The disciples of the Nirvana Sect died so tragically. Those young lives perished in order to follow you. Their blood dyed the land of the sect red, and what about you? You are hiding here to heal your wounds, allowing your enemies to go unpunished!"

Ye Fan frowned and clenched his fists involuntarily. His heart ached slightly, and the words of the Demon Emperor pierced his soft spot like a knife.

"I will take revenge, but not now." He suppressed the anger in his heart and responded coldly.

The Demon Emperor was relentless: "Revenge? With your insignificant power now? The Sirius Palace is just your first step, and the Blood Blade Sect is a greater threat. Have you ever thought that while you are still struggling here, the Blood Blade Sect is planning the next encirclement and suppression of you? By then, who can you protect?"

Ye Fan clenched his teeth and said nothing, but his heart was surging like waves.

Seeing that he remained silent, the Demon Emperor continued to speak in a more serious tone: "Ye Fan, I know you are unwilling to accept this. I can help you, and let you flatten the Blood Blade Sect as quickly as possible, and avenge those Nirvana Sect disciples who died tragically!"

Ye Fan snorted coldly: "Help me? What's the price? Let me hand over my body to you and become your puppet?"

The Demon Emperor chuckled, his tone seemed to be a little helpless: "Ye Fan, I admit that I do want this body. But you and I both know that your injuries have not healed yet. If you confront the Blood Blade Sect head-on, you will only die. I can temporarily control your body and give you enough power to sweep the Blood Blade Sect. Don't you even have this little bit of courage?"

Ye Fan was silent. He clenched his fists even tighter, his nails digging deep into his palms.

The Demon Emperor continued to put pressure on them: "Think about those disciples who died for you, think about Lin Yue, she almost lost her life to protect you. Are you willing to let this drag on and let your enemies continue to go unpunished? You are the leader of the Nirvana Sect and the pillar of support for everyone. Shouldn't you make sacrifices for them?"

Ye Fan's breathing became rapid, and there seemed to be a fire burning in his chest. In his mind, there appeared the scene of Nirvana Sect disciples falling one by one, and the eyes of those who trusted him turned into despair at the last moment of their lives. His heart was broken, and anger and self-blame intertwined into an airtight net that bound him tightly.

"What should I do?" He cried deep in his heart, but there was no answer.

The Demon Emperor's voice was low and seductive: "Ye Fan, you are not doing this for me, but for the future of the Nirvana Sect, and to seek justice for those souls who have passed away. You only need to promise me once, and I will give you enough power to destroy the Blood Blade Sect."

Ye Fan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with complex emotions. He knew that what the Demon Emperor said made sense, but he also knew that if he handed his body over to the Demon Emperor, it might lead to trouble.

"Ye Fan, you don't have time to hesitate!" The Demon Emperor growled, "Every day of hesitation will cause more innocent people to die for you!"

Ye Fan took a deep breath and said slowly: "Okay, I can promise you. But you have to swear a soul oath that you will not try to take my body in any form. Otherwise, even if I fight to the death, I will never let you succeed!"

The Demon Emperor laughed, with a hint of pride in his voice: "Okay, I swear. Ye Fan, I will show you what a truly powerful person is!"

Following the Demon Emperor's low groan, a mysterious oath rune flashed across Ye Fan's sea of ​​consciousness, proving his promise.

Ye Fan closed his eyes and allowed the power of the Demon Emperor to flow into his meridians. His injuries began to heal at an astonishing speed, and his aura became more violent and powerful.

"Blood Blade Sect..." Ye Fan slowly stood up, a cold look flashed in his eyes, "I will make you pay for your blood debt with blood!"