“Ding! Congratulations on a successful refinement.”
“Ding! Congratulations on creating a special item.”
“Ding! Lin’s Brand Soap.”
Effect: When the soap drops to the ground, if someone bends down to pick it up, they will suffer a surprise attack from behind by someone of the same gender.
Note: Extremely powerful. Use with caution. Usable (3 times).
“What the hell? How come I only refine such random stuff?” Lin Fan was stunned. After all, he was a mighty Saint-Immortal expert. By any standard, such strength would make him a powerhouse in the Endless Continent. Now, crafting such nonsense—was he even allowed to continue living this way?
How was he supposed to face enemies in the future? Throw soap at them? The image was almost beautiful, ridiculous, truly ridiculous.
Lin Fan sighed deeply, unsure of what to say. Sometimes he genuinely wanted to create something great, but he ended up with such nonsense. Like that “Nine-Five Great Brick,” now that was a decent item—presentable and mighty.
The “soap” he had just crafted wasn’t a one-time-use item, but three uses—what was the difference from a disposable item? And the effects were still uncertain.
Looking at the snow-white soap in his hand, Lin Fan quietly sniffed it. “Wow, this scent is intense!” It actually smelled fragrant. He then tossed the soap directly into his backpack.
After organizing the Immortal Artifacts he had crafted, Lin Fan felt quite satisfied—Ten Supreme Grade Immortal Artifacts, Fifty Upper Grade, One Hundred Middle Grade, and Two Hundred Lower Grade.
The Three Sovereigns’ Heavenly Treasury truly lived up to its name. With so many divine crafting materials, was he about to mass-produce Immortal Artifacts?
However, what Lin Fan definitely didn’t know was that, in actual crafting, the failure rate was extremely high. Crafting even a single Supreme Grade Immortal Artifact was already considered excellent.
Let alone someone like Lin Fan, who could casually create an Immortal Artifact with every attempt—almost like becoming a wholesale dealer of Immortal Artifacts. It was terrifying, absolutely terrifying.
“Huh? A message from the sect?” At this moment, Lin Fan noticed his sect token glowing. Besides being a symbol of identity, the token also served as a medium for transmitting messages. Whenever the sect had important news, they would send it to each disciple through the token.
Lin Fan accepted the message, and his brows furrowed. This was interesting.
The Heaven Earth Sect and Kunlun Divine Sect had fully declared war on each other.
Though not yet a full-scale mobilization of the entire sect to attack Kunlun, this time, any encounter with Kunlun disciples outside would result in immediate execution—no mercy.
Inside Lin Fan’s token, there was also a divine message from Han Jun Tian.
“Kid, this time the sect is standing up for you. If you fail to grow into someone I, the Sect Leader, am satisfied with, I will personally make sure you suffer.”
After receiving the message, Lin Fan wore a look of helplessness. What did this have to do with him? Yet, based on previous events, he could already guess that this matter was definitely tied closely to him.
After all, he had consecutively killed four potential disciples who were candidates for Kunlun Divine Sect’s leadership. Anyone with a fragile mindset would have exploded in fury. Naturally, Kunlun’s Sect Leader, Tai Qiantian, couldn’t bear this.
Gazing into the distance, Lin Fan knew he couldn’t ignore this matter. If it had been in the past, he would have hidden away—his strength had been too weak back then, and going out would have meant certain death.
But now was different. His strength had risen to such a level, and he had hundreds of Immortal Artifacts. Even if it came down to attrition, he could wear them all down.
It seemed the most dominant battle of his life was about to begin, and Lin Fan’s heart burned with infinite eagerness.
Whoosh!
Without hesitation, he vanished into the void, heading directly toward the Heaven Earth Sect.
Who knew how long had passed.
At a certain place, Lin Fan encountered a familiar figure.
In that expanse of void, a figure was fleeing rapidly.
“Beasts! Absolute beasts! I, Ling Wuzun, never even provoked you people. What are you doing?” Ling Wuzun screamed in panic. He had left the sect for cultivation and experience, encountered many things, met many people, and greatly improved his cultivation.
Within the sect, Lin Fan had always loomed over him like a mountain, leaving him no room for resistance.
Earlier, he had met some sect disciples. Ling Wuzun had humbled his pride as a sect prodigy and traveled with them. But unexpectedly, Kunlun Divine Sect disciples had ambushed them midway.
These Kunlun disciples didn’t say a word—they attacked immediately, striking with ruthless intent, not even giving him a chance to speak.
Later, he finally understood: the Heaven Earth Sect and Kunlun Divine Sect were now at war.
“This guy is the Heaven Earth Sect’s divine son. If we kill him, we’ll receive rewards from our sect.” A group of Kunlun disciples gleamed with excitement, as if they had discovered a huge prize.
Ling Wuzun’s strength was no joke, but these Kunlun disciples were also formidable. Their attacks thundered with power, and among them was even a Xuan Immortal at the peak of his cultivation.
Before long, Ling Wuzun was surrounded by these disciples. Looking at them, Ling Wuzun’s heart trembled. “What do you want?”
Ling Wuzun swallowed hard. The outside world was perilous. Originally, as long as he didn’t provoke those monstrous experts, he would be safe. But now, it wasn’t him provoking others—it was others coming to kill him unprovoked.
“One Hand Shrouds the Sky.”
A Kunlun Xuan Immortal disciple struck instantly, palm outstretched, covering the sky and enveloping Ling Wuzun completely. The overwhelming force struck Ling Wuzun’s very soul.
Unstoppable. Truly unstoppable.
“Blazing Sun Scorching.”
Ling Wuzun roared, and behind him suddenly rose a blazing sun, its scorching flames burning across heaven and earth.
“Hmph! Ling Wuzun, the Heaven Earth Sect’s divine son, today you die here.”
Crack!
Under that palm strike, the blazing sun shattered piece by piece, turning into sparks that scattered into the void.
Ling Wuzun’s expression changed drastically, his face pale with horror. He hadn’t expected the situation to turn out this way—he was simply no match for his opponent.
His opponent was a Xuan Immortal at the peak of cultivation, a level above him.
“Ling Wuzun, your strength hasn’t improved much at all.”
Just then, a voice echoed from the void. Ling Wuzun looked up, stunned, his expression subtly shifting.
Upon hearing the voice, the Kunlun disciples looked up and rejoiced. “Haha! Unexpectedly another Heaven Earth Sect disciple! Killing him will earn us even greater rewards from our sect.”
Lin Fan floated in the void, glancing at the Kunlun disciples. With a casual raise of his hand, he struck downward, shattering and crushing them all in an instant.
For Lin Fan, these weaklings weren’t even worth the breath to speak to.
But for Ling Wuzun, the impact was immense. These people had chased him nearly to death, yet in Lin Fan’s hands, they were wiped out effortlessly. Just how vast was the gap between them?
“Senior Lin…” Ling Wuzun, having narrowly escaped death, now wore a helpless expression and respectfully addressed him.
Lin Fan approached Ling Wuzun, glancing him up and down. “Your strength has improved slightly, but not much. You still need to work harder.”
Ling Wuzun lowered his head and replied respectfully, “Yes, I will remember Senior’s teachings.”
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