Chapter 1055: Who’s Afraid of Who

The giant hesitated inwardly. This man had killed the heir to the Kunlun Divine Sect, earning their enmity. Getting close to him might bring trouble.

But the master didn’t seem to care, saying nothing further.

Long Jinfly’s death didn’t cause much commotion, only spreading within a small circle. There was no earth-shaking battle—just three simple stabs, and he was dead. For any Grand Immortal expert, this was simply impossible.

Grand Immortal experts were practically immortal. Even if their bodies were shattered into pieces, their divine consciousness could still escape. Yet under Lin Fan’s three stabs, not only did the divine consciousness vanish, even the Grand Immortal Laws shattered into oblivion.

“Indeed, this place is quite remarkable,” Lin Fan remarked, looking around.

The news of Long Jinfly’s death would take some time to reach the Kunlun Divine Sect. For now, Lin Fan wasn’t afraid. What must come would come eventually. Running away might offer temporary relief, but there was no need to live in constant fear.

“Please, stop.”

At that moment, a voice rang out.

Lin Fan turned his head, observing the approaching figures, especially the token hanging at the waist of the veiled woman—“Zhentian Demon Sect.”

“Do you need something?” Lin Fan glanced at them. Their cultivation levels were formidable, especially the giant behind the woman, who was at the peak of the Grand Immortal realm.

The veiled woman herself was at the early stage of Grand Immortality. As for the others, they were mere Golden Immortal insects, not even reaching perfection.

The woman smiled. “To kill the heir of the Kunlun Divine Sect and still stroll around so leisurely—this is truly a first for me.”

Lin Fan shrugged. “I suppose. But what do you want?”

“Not much. Just to make your acquaintance,” the woman replied.

Lin Fan briefly entertained the thought of cutting them down. These were high-level experts, and they were from the demonic path. Killing them would be doing the world a favor, with no guilt to bear—perhaps even earning gratitude.

Of course, this was just a fleeting thought. The giant at the peak of Grand Immortality was no simple opponent.

Looking at his aura, it seemed unremarkable, but across his body ran several dark patterns, as if he had cultivated some supreme divine art, with a powerful energy flowing within.

“Making friends is fine, as long as you’re not afraid of dying. May I ask the beauty for her name?” Lin Fan asked with a smile.

The giant immediately grew furious. “How disrespectful! Watch your tone!”

“Oh? Quite high and mighty, aren’t we? Though reaching the peak of Grand Immortality is impressive, I believe I can still kill you if I wanted to. So, watch your tone,” Lin Fan replied, glancing at the giant without the slightest concern.

Though he might not be able to kill him outright through sheer strength alone, big men were often not too bright.

“Silence!” the woman scolded. The giant glared at Lin Fan, then obediently stepped back, saying nothing further.

“Mo Qingxuan.”

“A fine name. Remember mine—Lin Fan,” he said.

At the mention of this name, the giant’s angry expression suddenly changed. “You’re the one who suppressed Kunlun Divine Mountain.”

“The heir disciple of Tian Di Sect’s sect leader.”

“Huh!” Lin Fan was momentarily taken aback. He hadn’t thought anyone would know about his suppression of Kunlun Divine Mountain. Could it be that Tian Fengling had gone around boasting about it himself?

What a heart he must have, being tricked and then spreading the news everywhere. Truly impressive—he couldn’t help but admire that.

Mo Qingxuan chuckled like a tinkling bell. “Never thought the heir disciple of Tian Di Sect would have such audacity—attacking Kunlun Divine Mountain and even daring to use your real name outside. I truly admire you, young man.”

Lin Fan remained indifferent. “Why hide if it’s done with one’s own strength? If I were to act cowardly, I wouldn’t have done it in the first place.”

Mo Qingxuan was momentarily stunned, then laughed again.

“Enough talk. What do you really want? Out here, I only recognize two kinds of people—strangers and enemies,” Lin Fan said.

“How interesting. We came for two reasons: first, to see the person brave enough to kill the heir of Kunlun Divine Sect, and second, to propose a collaboration,” Mo Qingxuan replied.

Lin Fan loved collaborations. But usually, such collaborations often ended in mutual betrayal.

“I like collaborations. If there’s profit involved, I wouldn’t mind at all,” Lin Fan said.

“This isn’t really the place to talk. Why don’t we go inside and discuss further?” Mo Qingxuan suggested.

“Fine.”

…

Inside the shop.

“You’re saying there’s a treasure location and you want me to join you?” Lin Fan asked in astonishment, surprised by this unexpected good fortune.

“Exactly. This treasure is known only to Qin Shengjun of Shen Yuan Sect. However, besides him, I know a little too—though, of course, not nearly as much as he does,” Mo Qingxuan explained.

Lin Fan chuckled, already plotting in his mind. There must be something fishy here. If it were truly a great treasure, would someone really be willing to share it with him?

“Fine, no problem. I’m in,” Lin Fan agreed immediately, without hesitation.

No matter what schemes lay behind, they wouldn’t work on him. Once they reached the destination, he’d simply act alone.

Mo Qingxuan was momentarily stunned, then smiled. “Good. Then it’s settled.”

…

After the decision was made, they prepared to depart the next day.

“Master, Qin Shengjun has gone to Kunlun Divine Sect to borrow their divine flame to refine his divine techniques, promising them three spots. That will likely complicate things. That fellow clearly isn’t someone to be trifled with. Why bring such an unpredictable factor along? Even if you value his abilities, there’s no need to carry such danger with us.”

Mo Qingxuan smiled, though her smile carried a chill. “Value? No. At first, I was indeed curious to see who could possess such skills. But now that I’ve confirmed he’s a disciple of Tian Di Sect, an idea has formed in my mind. If it succeeds, the results might be extraordinary.”

The giant looked at Mo Qingxuan, puzzled at first, then suddenly laughed, as if understanding the connection.

Elsewhere.

Lin Fan sat cross-legged in meditation. His current cultivation had reached the peak of Golden Immortality, just a step away from Grand Immortality. Once he ascended to that realm, he would be unstoppable—slaying gods and Buddhas alike.

This was the opportunity Lin Fan had been waiting for.

Whether it was the Kunlun Divine Sect or Zhentian Demon Sect, they all had to be eliminated—without mercy.

What Lin Fan truly needed was immense experience.

Wanting to lure him toward a great treasure? That was just an attempt to kill him.

Bring it on. Who’s afraid?