Daddy the Miracle Medic (Lachlan and Miranda) novel Chapter 606

Chapter 606 Deputy Sect Master's Statement

Just as the whole scene fell into silence, a voice full of resentment suddenly rang out. Naturally, the speaker was Ryan!

At this moment, Ryan's face had already become extremely dark, and the final scene completely caught him off guard. Just the thought of Lachlan's actions made him feel a sense of fear rise inexplicably in his heart.

No, this can't be! Lachlan must be stopped in his tracks! Otherwise, with the talent Lachlan displayed, he would eventually fall into his hands sooner or later!

At this point, even if it caused dissatisfaction among the elders, he had to speak up.

As Ryan's voice fell, all eyes turned towards him with a rustling sound.

Shortly after, a middle-aged man from the Broken Pulse Sect stepped forward and said in a low voice to Ryan, "Ryan! What are you doing? Neither the deputy sect master nor the elders have spoken. Who gave you the right to speak here?"

"The Deacon!"

The speaker was none other than the Deacon, who intended to take Ryan as his disciple. At this moment, the Deacon's face was gloomy, wishing he could shut Ryan up immediately!

However, since Ryan had already spoken, there was no turning back! He could only continue with a stiff upper lip, "Respected elders, I have no objections to Lachlan's passing the test!"

"But Fiona clearly relied on him to pass the test. If she is allowed to pass, it would be unacceptable to everyone!"

Ryan's voice was resounding, immediately causing a stir.

Many people, after recovering from their shock at Lachlan's actions, nodded in agreement with Ryan's words.

In their view, Fiona's passing was indeed somewhat unfair.

Fiona's face was flushed at this moment. Mainly, she didn't expect Lachlan to help her pass the test in this way. Now, seeing Lachlan being criticized by everyone, she felt uncomfortable too.

She was about to speak, but at this moment, Lachlan squeezed her hand to signal her not to speak.

"You make sense," said the deputy sect master, Sullivan. "However, the rules do not explicitly prohibit helping others pass. Lachlan's strength in the first stage was exceptional, which is understandable."

"This is only a one-time exception and shall not be taken as precedent!"

Soon, Sullivan's voice rang out, although somewhat stern, it was obvious that he was protecting Lachlan.

Of course, there were no rules explicitly prohibiting helping others pass in the first stage.

Sullivan's words directly settled the matter. Ryan, feeling unwilling, originally wanted to speak up again, but the Deacon quickly covered his mouth upon seeing this.

"Are you crazy? You don't want to enter the Broken Pulse Sect?"

"Don't drag me down!"

The Deacon, nervous, pulled Ryan aside and scolded him angrily.

Ryan then came to his senses from his anger, feeling a sense of relief. After all, he had just been in conversation with the deputy sect master, and if he had offended him, a word could have determined his fate!

Fortunately, his actions just now didn't result in anything too bad.

Glancing at Lachlan from afar, Ryan muttered, "Consider yourselves lucky! There are still two more tests to come!"

Hmm? Sullivan's words caught Lachlan off guard, prompting him to look directly at Kyrie. Kyrie nodded repeatedly, indicating that he should agree.

Lachlan understood. Despite the ancient origins of the Broken Pulse Sect, there were still interpersonal considerations. Joining under a prominent figure like the deputy sect master was undoubtedly the best choice for him. Moreover, he had a good relationship with Kyrie and trusted him not to harm him.

With that in mind, Lachlan nodded directly and respectfully bowed to Sullivan. "Greetings, Master!"

"Haha, good disciple!" Sullivan laughed heartily. "Consider this as my welcoming gift. After you officially join, I'll arrange a welcoming feast for you!"

Seeing Lachlan agree, Sullivan was overjoyed and laughed heartily. As his laughter faded, a palm-sized pouch fell into Lachlan's hands.

What's this? A storage pouch?

Looking at the delicate pouch in his hand, Lachlan's pupils contracted involuntarily. In the modern world, with the sparse spiritual energy and the decline of many ancient sects, treasures like storage artifacts were extremely rare! Sullivan giving him one at their first meeting showed how much he valued him.

Although Lachlan already had a mustard seed pouch, it paled in comparison to the one in his hand, both in quality and storage space.

Using his spiritual sense to probe, Lachlan found numerous cultivation pills piled inside, indicating that Sullivan had spared no expense.

Excited, Lachlan bowed respectfully to Sullivan once again. "Thank you, Master!"

"As my disciple, your matters are my matters," Sullivan declared warmly. "I will help you seek revenge against the ancient Willis family, but their strength should not be underestimated. We need to plan carefully. Do you understand?"

Sullivan's words served as a reminder for Lachlan not to act rashly but also indicated his firm support. He and the Broken Pulse Sect were undoubtedly on Lachlan's side.