What’s going on?
They were puzzled, unsure of what was happening. Everything was fine, but suddenly, they encountered such a situation. Could it be that a powerful individual passed by?
This luck was unreasonably bad.
"Huh!"
The woman who was being chased was utterly baffled. She had already prepared herself to confront her pursuers in a desperate battle, but suddenly, they all fell to the ground supporting themselves with their hands, looking as if they were in extre pain.
She suspiciously scanned her surroundings.
There was no sign of anyone.
But when she looked up, she noticed a figure floating in the air. She couldn’t make out the appearance, nor could she tell who it was.
Lin Fan’s pig farm had officially opened, but he was still short of piglets. With no options left, he had to venture out to look for them. Given Lin Fan’s nature, he would never target innocent people. Thus, finding piglets proved challenging. Yet, unexpectedly, fate gave him a hand.
He stumbled upon this scene.
After listening for a while, he fully understood the problem.
He hadn’t imagined there could be such despicable acts—betraying masters and ancestors. Soone had kindly taken them in, taught them cultivation, yet they committed such treacherous deeds all for a single Divine Skill.
If he had such a disciple, he would undoubtedly seize their head and kick it around like a ball.
He wasn’t one to waste words.
Spreading his five fingers wide, he reached downward. Imdiately, mana coalesced into a massive hand descending from the sky, grabbing them directly into its palm.
"No... Please spare us, Senior!"
Yang Chunzi shouted and yelled, never expecting sothing like this to happen.
Clearly, they hadn’t provoked any strong enemies.
But here was soone—just passing by—who decided to intervene and act against them unnecessarily. Wasn’t this ddling a bit excessive?
Lin Fan placed them inside the Universe Tripod. The pig farm now had six new piglets. He could give them proper nurturing and hoped these six would bring him so surprises.
"Many thanks for your assistance, Senior! May I know your esteed na? This junior will forever be indebted to your great kindness," the woman quickly spoke.
The situation was imnsely theatrical.
Such an abrupt change.
She had thought she would die here. Yet who could have predicted this? A senior passed by, disapproved of their conduct, and directly suppressed them.
Did Lin Fan care about fa or accolades?
Not in the slightest.
He was indifferent to such notions, never held these matters in his heart, and didn’t care for gratitude either—there was simply no need.
Primarily, he didn’t want to expose his whereabouts.
Qin Yang was absolutely correct; the War King might indeed spread news about Lin Fan obtaining the Immortal Emperor Inheritance. This would surely provoke countless hot-headed individuals eager to wrest the inheritance away from him.
In truth, Lin Fan found such occurrences quite amusing.
If people sought revenge against him, it rely ant there was a chance he’d gain sothing valuable from them.
But for now, Lin Fan was living a hermit’s life.
Detached from worldly affairs.
How long he could maintain this lifestyle was uncertain, but for now, he planned to sustain it for a while.
The woman watched as the senior left without saying anything further. Her heart felt a little empty as she simply gazed skyward.
"Little junior sister, it’s over now. The senior clearly doesn’t wish to reveal his na or identity. It’s best to keep our gratitude in our hearts," a man consoled her.
Inside the Universe Tripod.
Yang Chunzi and the other five struggled. There was a suppressive force inside the Universe Tripod, pressing down on them, causing great discomfort and even fear. They couldn’t comprehend who the other party was, nor why they were captured.
Not being imdiately killed implied the other party had a motive.
Was it also for the Withered Wood Springing to Life Divine Power?
But even he hadn’t obtained it—what use would subduing him bring?
"Everyone, how do you feel about the accommodations I prepared for you? Is it humane enough? Rest assured, I’m a good person. eting you is destiny, but your actions make deeply disdainful. You’re nothing more than trash. Do you agree with ?"
Lin Fan’s face appeared within the Universe Tripod. Without waiting for their confusion to subside, he spoke directly.
"Yes, I agree! I am trash! I betrayed my master and ancestors. Please spare , Senior! I swear to reform myself and will never commit such acts again," Yang Chunzi hurriedly responded.
He feared that delaying even a mont would result in being smacked to death.
Lin Fan smiled in satisfaction and said, "To recognize one’s mistakes and actively improve is an admirable quality. But words alone aren’t sufficient. I’m giving you all a chance for rebirth. I hope you’ll make the most of it."
As his voice faded.
A mana-ford book appeared in front of them.
"This is an extrely terrifying Emperor Scripture, and it’s your fortune. If one of you can successfully cultivate it, I will release you from the Universe Tripod."
"Additionally, these are Divine Skills. They’re supplentary gifts. If any of you can even reach the entry level, I’m willing to give you a chance."
"I hope you’ll seize the opportunity and not let it slip away."
In order to make his piglets willingly accept the cultivation and grow stronger, Lin Fan even gave them high expectations.
"Really?" Yang Chunzi felt things were a bit unrealistic, as though the other party was deceiving them.
Lin Fan chuckled and said, "Of course it’s real. Why would I lie to you? If any of you can reach the entry level, I’ll release you from the Universe Tripod."
Indeed.
No mistake.
When the piglets were fattened up, they’d be ready for slaughter. Whether anything valuable would drop was left to fate.
"Work hard. Strive for freedom."
Lin Fan disappeared from the Universe Tripod.
Yang Chunzi imdiately started examining the Emperor Scripture, instantly becoming absorbed in it. Though it was extrely complex, he quickly realized just how extraordinary this Emperor Scripture was.
A peerless to.
This was a peerless to indeed.
Compared to it, the Withered Wood Springing to Life Divine Power was nothing more than child’s play.
Who was this person?
Giving them such a horrifying Emperor Scripture to cultivate—and what was their agenda?
Even knowing things might not bode well, hope still filled their hearts. If they truly succeeded in cultivating it and managed to escape, it would be a huge gain.
Lin Fan sighed; raising pigs nowadays was truly difficult. It was far from easy. But there was no other way—the Fierce Phoenix Immortal Emperor’s Divine Skills were too nurous, and cultivating the Five Elents Nirvana Emperor Scripture himself would be folly.
If the Fierce Phoenix Immortal Emperor knew what Lin Fan was doing now, he’d certainly cough up a mouthful of blood from sheer frustration.
This is how you treat the inheritance I bestowed upon you?
Do you really hold it so lightly?
Lin Fan continued searching for piglets outside but still hadn’t found anything suitable. Seeing that it was getting late, he hurried back, ensuring that he wasn’t slacking off. He was progressing every day.
If cultivating as an immortal couldn’t revitalize Martial Arts, then he’d lead by example—rejuvenating Martial Arts himself to usher in an era of flourishing Martial Arts.
Everyone should be treated fairly.
If fairness didn’t exist, then this world would be utterly aningless.
Night fell!
A little girl burrowed into Lin Fan’s blanket. Stroking her hair, Lin Fan gently said, "Little girl, you’re not so young anymore. You should sleep on your own instead of lying beside your teacher. You need to realize that if others saw this, it would affect your teacher’s reputation. I don’t want to be labeled—a pervert or a beast. Understand?"
He was powerless against this situation. He couldn’t fathom why, as a scruffy man, he drew so much attraction—even from children. Living like this was truly exhausting.
Oh heavens.
Take away my beauty and charm, please. Being so exceptional brings unbearable pressure.
Rembering how those Flower List Fairies blushed whenever they saw him, he didn’t know what to say.
"I like it."
"Huh?"
Originally, Lin Fan hadn’t paid much attention, but upon hearing the little girl speak, he was instantly stunned.
"You can speak? I thought you were mute! Co on now, tell your na," Lin Fan asked.
Among the little ones he encountered, only Jiu Er seed relatively normal.
Little Sun was way too erratic and wanted to fight him at the re sight of him. Who knew how things would unfold in the future? Then there was this one, who had endured so internal trauma and gradually showed signs of recovery after his care and encouragent.
However, her habit of not talking presented so issues.
Now that she suddenly spoke, Lin Fan was caught off guard.
"Little girl," she replied.
Lin Fan retorted, "I’m asking for your real na, not the nickna I gave you. Moreover, ’Little Girl’ is a pretty casual na. But oh well, naming is an art—not everyone excels at it."
He believed his naming style, while sowhat casual, was quite distinctive.
Little Girl—it was straight to the point and clearly indicated her gender. Simple and effective.
Little Sun symbolized warmth and hope, embodying a layer of profound aning.
Thinking of these, he felt smug.
Actually, he wasn’t bad at naming.
"Sleep now. Tomorrow morning, we’ll resu cultivation. Your talent for Martial Arts is exceptional—you’ll soon reach Immortal Martial levels and condense True Yuan," Lin Fan said, gently stroking the little girl’s head. Under his comforting touch, she shifted slightly, curling up into his arms and falling asleep.
Morning ca.
Lin Fan was outside, personally guiding the little girl in her cultivation.
"She’s a genius—a Martial Arts prodigy, far beyond the geniuses of the mortal world," he remarked.
He noticed that the little girl’s Inner Strength was beginning to solidify. This marked the beginning of True Yuan formation. Simply cultivating the Earth Gang Fist Technique yielded such astonishing results—imagine the transformations awaiting her once she started practicing more advanced Martial Arts techniques.
Right then.
A change occurred in Xiang Fei’s room. A terrifying aura erupted violently. With a wave of his hand, Lin Fan imdiately suppressed the energy to prevent nearby experts from being attracted.
They were living in seclusion and couldn’t afford to be discovered.
"So fast, Xiang Fei is about to break through to Golden Immortal," Lin Fan exclaid.
Xiang Fei’s talent was truly astonishing, and Lin Fan could even sense the aura of the Demon Crossing Scripture. This ant that within just a few days, Xiang Fei had already reached entry-level mastery of the Demon Crossing Scripture.
"Who’s breaking through..."
Qin Yang burst out of his room, noticing the spreading energy fluctuations near Xiang Fei’s quarters. Above his roof, Golden Immortal Laws intertwined.
"He’s breaking through?" Qin Yang pointed at Xiang Fei’s room, then turned to Lin Fan in disbelief.
Lin Fan replied, "What do you think? Not only is he breaking through but has also begun mastering the Demon Crossing Scripture. His speed is incredible. Who knows when you, Qin Yang, will achieve a breakthrough."
Qin Yang stared blankly.
A storm brewed in his mind.
Unbelievable.
That was a Heavenly Dao-level Divine Skill—how could he master it so quickly? Despite being a genius himself, and carrying the bloodline of an Immortal Venerable, Qin Yang still felt imnsely intimidated by Xiang Fei’s pace.
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