Even after spending so much time in the Ancient Holy Realm, Lin Fan still couldn’t quite figure out the mystery of Yao Wuxie’s unique constitution.
Even after spending so much time in the Ancient Saint Realm, Lin Fan still couldn’t figure out what exactly was going on with Yao Wuxie’s unique constitution.
There are many races in the vast universe, each with their own abilities, such as the self-destructing nature of the Three-Star Clan or the live-streaming capabilities of the Charm Clan. However, a constitution like Yao Wuxie’s was something Lin Fan had never encountered before.
In the past, Yao Wuxie’s cultivation level wasn’t particularly high, but a single fart from him had once knocked Lin Fan unconscious. To Lin Fan, that was truly terrifying.
At this moment, Lin Fan’s expression was grave as he analyzed what exactly Yao Wuxie’s fart was made of.
This time, Yao Wuxie’s fart released a thick, green mist that didn’t dissipate and instead surged toward Lin Fan.
The green mist coalesced into a ferocious dragon that swept across the heavens and earth. Within it, a demonic god roared incessantly, and wherever it passed, the void seemed to corrode.
“Impressive,” Lin Fan muttered.
With a wave of his hand, Lin Fan reached into the void and directly grabbed the mist in his palm.
The mist continuously eroded Lin Fan’s hand, its potency far surpassing any poison in the world.
“Ding, captured the Great Poison Demon God.”
Lin Fan looked at the green giant writhing in his palm, feeling a sense of astonishment.
“Great Poison Demon God?” This was the first time Lin Fan had heard of such a thing, and the power unleashed by Yao Wuxie’s fart was extraordinary. Anyone below the Divine Heaven Realm would likely find it hard to withstand.
Even now, the Great Poison Demon God was eroding Lin Fan’s protective aura. If it were an ordinary powerhouse, they would have already been completely consumed by the Great Poison Demon God and utterly defeated by Yao Wuxie’s fart.
“Incredible,” Lin Fan remarked.
With a light squeeze, Lin Fan instantly crushed the Great Poison Demon God.
“Monster,” Yao Wuxie muttered, utterly dumbfounded by what he had just witnessed. He never expected his ultimate move to be so ineffective.
This was Yao Wuxie’s last trump card, and yet it had been effortlessly suppressed by the man before him, leaving Yao Wuxie completely bewildered.
“Who are you? There must be some misunderstanding between us,” Yao Wuxie shouted, immediately trying to backpedal.
As far as Yao Wuxie was concerned, he didn’t have any enemies. This guy had only beaten up his third brother, and such a minor incident shouldn’t have led to any lasting grudge.
“This is no misunderstanding,” Lin Fan said, a hint of amusement in his voice. He wanted to see how Yao Wuxie would react in this situation.
Yao Wuxie swallowed hard. When had such a monster appeared in the Profound Yellow Realm?
“Damn it!”
Without hesitation, Yao Wuxie thrust his buttocks into the air, pounding the ground like a pile driver.
One after another, Great Poison Demon Gods surged forth, their corrosive presence emitting a sizzling sound as they passed, even eroding the spiritual energy of the world.
Lin Fan hadn’t expected Yao Wuxie to develop his unique constitution to such an extent over the years. If his cultivation level were to rise further, how powerful would these Great Poison Demon Gods become?
This piqued Lin Fan’s curiosity.
“Of the thirty-six strategies, running away is the best,” Yao Wuxie thought to himself.
Without a second thought, Yao Wuxie began to flee. He needed to go back, pack up his belongings, and take his family away.
This unknown guy was simply too monstrous.
Bang! Bang!
Yao Wuxie watched in shock as his Great Poison Demon Gods were crushed one after another by that guy.
“Trying to run? But you can’t escape,” Lin Fan said.
With a wave of his hand, Lin Fan’s palm expanded infinitely in the void, no matter how fast Yao Wuxie ran, he was still within the grasp of that enormous hand.
“Oh my god!” Yao Wuxie looked up and saw the sky-obscuring palm. His body trembled, and he leaped into the air.
“Hahaha…” Lin Fan burst into laughter at Yao Wuxie’s reaction.
“Brother Yao, your running posture is quite unique. Truly the best in the world,” Lin Fan said, his voice returning to normal as his appearance reverted to its original form.
Yao Wuxie felt a pang of humiliation, realizing he had been mocked.
But then, Yao Wuxie felt that the voice sounded familiar. He turned around and immediately stopped in his tracks. The face before him was all too familiar.
“Holy crap, Brother Lin!”
Yao Wuxie couldn’t help but curse when he saw Lin Fan. “Brother Lin, when did you come back? You scared the hell out of me!”
“Brother Yao, I haven’t been back long. I thought of you and came to see how your strength has progressed over the years. I didn’t expect it to be so impressive,” Lin Fan said.
“Brother Lin, should I take that as sarcasm?” Yao Wuxie said, no longer running but feeling somewhat helpless.
His strength had indeed grown significantly over the years, and his confidence had soared. But in front of Lin Fan, he felt utterly powerless.
“How could it be sarcasm? That move just now was enough to make you the strongest in the Profound Yellow Realm,” Lin Fan said, and he wasn’t exaggerating.
Even if Mie Qiongqi were to face that move, he wouldn’t be able to withstand it.
This was no longer a power that should exist in the Profound Yellow Realm.
As Yao Wuxie’s strength continued to grow, the potential of his unique constitution was being further unlocked, and the power it could unleash was immense.
“That’s more like it. But you scared me so much just now that my heart nearly jumped out of my chest. You owe me compensation, Brother Lin,” Yao Wuxie said as he approached Lin Fan.
Yao Wuxie had indeed been terrified earlier, even to the point of considering kneeling and begging for mercy.
Fortunately, he had held his ground. If Brother Lin had found out, he would have been laughed at endlessly.
“Haha, let’s go. It’s been years since we last met. Let’s have a drink and catch up on some things,” Lin Fan said.
“Alright, today we drink until we drop.”
…
At the inn.
“Brother Lin, are you serious?” Yao Wuxie asked, his face filled with shock. He hadn’t expected the news Lin Fan brought to be so explosive.
“Yes, that’s why I came back this time—to gather everyone and unite our forces. My strength alone is ultimately insufficient,” Lin Fan said.
“I never imagined the Upper Realm would be like that. I always thought it was a paradise,” Yao Wuxie sighed.
“Paradise? It’s more like hell. Up there, a single misstep could lead to a gruesome death.”
“Brother Lin, what do you suggest we do?” Yao Wuxie asked.
“Improve our strength and become stronger. The Profound Yellow Realm is currently sealed off, and the path to eternity is almost completely cut off. Only by breaking through the barrier can we reach higher realms. Otherwise, when disaster strikes, we’ll just be lambs to the slaughter, at the mercy of those ancient clans.”
This time, Lin Fan planned to break the barrier and allow everyone to cultivate fully. While the Great Heaven Realm was strong in the Profound Yellow Realm, in the Ancient Saint Realm, it was merely insignificant.
…
Back then, Yao Wuxie’s cultivation wasn’t particularly high, yet just a single fart had knocked Lin Fan unconscious. In Lin Fan’s eyes, that was genuinely terrifying.
Right now, Lin Fan wore a serious expression as he tried to analyze exactly what kind of power that fart had been.
At this moment, Yao Wuxie released another fart, emitting a thick green mist that surged toward Lin Fan without dispersing.
This green mist coalesced into a ferocious dragon, sweeping across heaven and earth. Within it, even a demonic god roared angrily, and wherever it passed, the void itself seemed to corrode.
“Wow.”
Lin Fan extended his hand, piercing through space, and grabbed the entire mist directly into his palm.
The mist continuously corroded Lin Fan’s hand, its power more potent than any poison in the world.
“Ding! Successfully captured a Great Poisonous Demon God.”
Lin Fan looked at the green giant writhing in his palm, surprised.
“A Great Poisonous Demon God?” This was the first time Lin Fan had heard of such a thing. The power unleashed by just one of Yao Wuxie’s farts was extraordinary—likely insurmountable for anyone below the Divine Heaven Stage.
Even now, the Great Poisonous Demon God was eroding Lin Fan’s spiritual energy and protective aura. Against an ordinary expert, it would have already corroded them completely, leaving them utterly destroyed by just one fart from Yao Wuxie.
“Incredible.”
Lin Fan clenched his fist slightly, instantly crushing the Great Poisonous Demon God.
“Monstrous!”
Yao Wuxie, witnessing this scene, was utterly stunned. He never imagined his ultimate move would be ineffective.
This was his final trump card, yet now it had been effortlessly suppressed by this man, leaving Yao Wuxie completely bewildered.
“Who exactly are you? There must be some misunderstanding!” Yao Wuxie shouted, immediately switching to a defensive stance.
Even after spending so much time in the Ancient Saint Realm, Lin Fan still couldn’t figure out what exactly was going on with Yao Wuxie’s unique constitution.
There are many races in the vast universe, each with their own abilities—like the self-destruction of the Three-Star Clan or the live-streaming of the Charm Clan. But a constitution like Yao Wuxie’s was something Lin Fan had never encountered before.
In the past, Yao Wuxie’s cultivation level wasn’t particularly high, but a single fart from him had once knocked Lin Fan unconscious. To Lin Fan, that was terrifying.
At this moment, Lin Fan’s expression was serious as he analyzed what exactly Yao Wuxie’s fart was made of.
Yao Wuxie’s fart released a thick green mist that didn’t dissipate and instead surged toward Lin Fan. The mist condensed into a ferocious dragon, sweeping across the heavens and earth, accompanied by the roar of a demon god. Wherever it passed, the void seemed to corrode.
“Impressive,” Lin Fan muttered.
With a wave of his hand, Lin Fan reached into the void and grabbed the mist in his palm. The mist continuously eroded his hand, its potency surpassing any poison in the world.
“Ding, you have captured the Great Toxic Demon God.”
Lin Fan looked at the green giant writhing in his palm, surprised.
“Great Toxic Demon God?” This was the first time Lin Fan had heard of such a thing. The power unleashed by Yao Wuxie’s fart was extraordinary—anyone below the Divine Heaven Realm would likely be unable to withstand it.
Even now, the Great Toxic Demon God was eroding Lin Fan’s protective aura. If it were an ordinary expert, they would have already been completely consumed by the demon god and utterly defeated by Yao Wuxie’s fart.
“Impressive,” Lin Fan said, then clenched his fist, instantly crushing the Great Toxic Demon God.
“Monster!” Yao Wuxie was stunned. He hadn’t expected his ultimate move to be so easily nullified.
This was Yao Wuxie’s last trump card, yet it had been effortlessly suppressed by the man before him. Yao Wuxie was completely dumbfounded.
“Who are you? There must be some misunderstanding between us,” Yao Wuxie shouted, immediately trying to defuse the situation.
As far as Yao Wuxie was concerned, he didn’t have any enemies. This guy had only beaten up his third brother—a minor incident that shouldn’t have led to such a grudge.
“This is no misunderstanding,” Lin Fan said, amused by Yao Wuxie’s reaction. He wanted to see how the guy would handle the situation now.
Yao Wuxie swallowed hard. When had such a monster appeared in the Profound Yellow Realm?
“Damn it!”
Without hesitation, Yao Wuxie stuck out his rear end and began farting repeatedly, like a pile driver.
One after another, Great Toxic Demon Gods surged forth, their corrosive power eating away at everything in their path, even the spiritual energy of the world.
Lin Fan hadn’t expected Yao Wuxie to develop his unique constitution to such an extent over the years. If his cultivation level were to rise further, how powerful would these Great Toxic Demon Gods become?
This piqued Lin Fan’s curiosity.
“Of the thirty-six strategies, running is the best,” Yao Wuxie thought, immediately deciding to flee. He needed to go back, pack up, and take his family away.
This guy, whose origins were unknown, was simply too monstrous.
Bang! Bang!
Yao Wuxie watched in horror as his Great Toxic Demon Gods were crushed one after another by Lin Fan.
“Trying to run? You can’t escape,” Lin Fan said, his hand expanding infinitely in the void, covering the sky. No matter how fast Yao Wuxie ran, he was still within the grasp of that enormous hand.
“Oh my god!” Yao Wuxie looked up and saw the sky-obscuring hand. His body trembled, and he jumped in panic.
“Hahaha…” Lin Fan burst into laughter at Yao Wuxie’s reaction.
“Brother Yao, your running posture is quite unique. Truly worthy of being the number one in the world,” Lin Fan said, his voice returning to normal as his appearance reverted to its original form.
Yao Wuxie felt a pang of humiliation, but then he realized the voice sounded familiar. He turned around and stopped in his tracks—the face before him was all too familiar.
“Holy crap, Brother Lin!” Yao Wuxie exclaimed. “When did you come back? You scared the hell out of me!”
“Brother Yao, I haven’t been back long. I thought of you and came to see how your strength has progressed over the years. I didn’t expect you to be so powerful,” Lin Fan said.
“Brother Lin, should I take that as sarcasm?” Yao Wuxie said, no longer running but feeling somewhat helpless.
His strength had indeed grown significantly over the years, and his confidence had soared. But in front of Lin Fan, he felt utterly powerless.
“How could it be sarcasm? That move just now would make you the strongest in the Profound Yellow Realm,” Lin Fan said, and he wasn’t exaggerating.
Even if Mie Qiongqi were here, he wouldn’t have been able to withstand that move.
This was no longer a power that belonged to the Profound Yellow Realm.
As Yao Wuxie’s strength continued to grow, his unique constitution was being further unlocked, and the power he could unleash was becoming increasingly formidable.
“That’s more like it. But you scared me half to death just now, Brother Lin. You owe me compensation,” Yao Wuxie said, walking up to Lin Fan.
Yao Wuxie had indeed been terrified, even considering kneeling and begging for mercy. Fortunately, he held his ground—if Brother Lin had found out, he would have laughed his head off.
“Haha, let’s go. It’s been years since we last met. Let’s have a drink and catch up on some things,” Lin Fan said.
“Alright, today we drink until we drop.”
…
At the inn:
“Brother Lin, are you serious?” Yao Wuxie was shocked. He hadn’t expected the news Lin Fan brought to be so explosive.
“Yes, that’s why I came back—to gather everyone and unite our forces. My strength alone is still too limited,” Lin Fan said.
“I never thought the Upper Realm would be like that. I always imagined it as a paradise,” Yao Wuxie sighed.
“Paradise? It’s more like hell. One wrong move up there, and you could end up dead without a grave.”
“Brother Lin, what do you suggest we do?” Yao Wuxie asked.
“Improve our strength, become stronger. The Profound Yellow Realm is sealed off, and the path to eternity is almost completely cut off. Only by breaking the barrier can we reach higher realms. Otherwise, when disaster comes, we’ll just be lambs to the slaughter at the hands of the ancient clans.”
This time, Lin Fan had returned with the intention of breaking the barrier, allowing everyone to cultivate to their fullest potential. While the Great Heaven Realm was strong in the Profound Yellow Realm, in the Ancient Saint Realm, it was nothing more than a speck.
…
“This isn’t a misunderstanding.” Seeing Yao Wuxie’s reaction, Lin Fan felt a bit playful, curious to see how the young man would respond next.
Yao Wuxie swallowed hard. Since when had the Xuan Huang Realm produced someone this monstrous?
“Damn it!”
Without hesitation, Yao Wuxie immediately squatted down and began bouncing like a pile driver.
One after another, Great Poisonous Demon Gods surged forward, emitting hissing, corrosive sounds as they passed. Even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth seemed to erode under their influence.
Lin Fan hadn’t expected that in recent years, Yao Wuxie had developed his unique constitution to such an extent. If his cultivation continued to rise, how powerful would these Great Poisonous Demon Gods become?
This intrigued Lin Fan.
“The best strategy is to run.”
Without a second thought, Yao Wuxie turned to flee. He needed to go home, pack his things, and escape with his family.
This unknown individual was simply too monstrous.
Bang! Bang!
Yao Wuxie watched helplessly as one Great Poisonous Demon God after another was crushed by Lin Fan, leaving him completely shocked.
“You want to run, but you won’t be able to escape.”
Lin Fan waved his hand across the void, his palm expanding infinitely, capturing Yao Wuxie no matter how fast he ran.
“Oh my god!” Looking up and seeing the sky-covering hand, Yao Wuxie shuddered and began jumping frantically.
“Hahaha!”
Seeing Yao Wuxie’s current state, Lin Fan burst into laughter.
“Brother Yao, your running posture is quite unique. Truly number one under heaven.” Lin Fan resumed his normal voice and restored his original appearance.
Yao Wuxie inwardly cursed, realizing he had been humiliated.
But just then, he found that voice oddly familiar. Turning his head, he immediately stopped. The face was too familiar to him.
“Damn it, Brother Lin!”
Seeing Lin Fan, Yao Wuxie blurted out, “Brother Lin, when did you return? You nearly scared me to death!”
“Brother Yao, I haven’t been back long. I thought of you, so I came to see how strong you’ve become over these years. I must say, you’ve become quite powerful.”
“Brother Lin, are you sure I shouldn’t take that as sarcasm?” Yao Wuxie stopped running but wore a helpless expression.
His strength had indeed grown significantly over the years, and his confidence had soared. Yet, in Lin Fan’s presence, he had been utterly crushed.
“How could it be sarcasm? That last move alone would qualify you as the strongest in Xuan Huang.” Lin Fan’s words were sincere.
Even the mighty Meng Qiong would struggle to withstand that move.
This was no longer a power that belonged solely to the Xuan Huang Realm.
As Yao Wuxie’s strength grew, so too did the potential of his unique constitution, unleashing increasingly formidable power.
“That sounds better. Still, you scared me just now. My heart was almost pounding out of my chest. Brother Lin, you owe me compensation!” Yao Wuxie approached Lin Fan, complaining.
Indeed, Yao Wuxie had been terrified just now, even briefly considering kneeling and begging for mercy.
Thankfully, he had held his ground. If Lin Fan had noticed, he would have laughed his head off.
“Haha, come on. We haven’t seen each other in years. Let’s go have a drink and catch up.”
“Great idea. Tonight, we won’t leave until we’re drunk!”
…
At the inn—
“Brother Lin, are you serious?!” Yao Wuxie looked astonished. He hadn’t expected Lin Fan to bring such shocking news.
“Yes. That’s why I returned this time—to gather everyone together, unite our strength. Alone, my power is still limited,” Lin Fan replied.
“I never imagined the Upper Realm would be like this. I thought it would be a paradise.”
“Paradise? It’s more like hell. One careless step there, and you could die without even a grave.”
“Brother Lin, then what do you suggest we do?”
“Enhance our strength, become stronger. Now that Xuan Huang is sealed off, the path to eternity is blocked. Unless we break through the barrier, we can’t reach higher realms. Otherwise, when calamity comes, we’ll only be like fish and meat in the hands of the ancient clans, waiting to be slaughtered.”
This time returning, Lin Fan was determined to break the barrier and allow everyone to fully cultivate. Though the Great Heaven Stage might be powerful in Xuan Huang, in the Ancient Holy Realm, it was still insignificant.
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