Chapter 274: I’m Not Interested in You, Kid.

The disciples of the six sects all had quite normal inclinations, but at this moment, if someone asked them, “Who do you like the most right now? Who do you most want to devote yourself to?”

They would definitely respond in unison: the person they liked most and wanted to devote themselves to at this moment was none other than this extraordinary cultivator standing before them.

Setbacks and twists had already brought the disciples of the six sects to the brink of collapse. In that final moment, they had already prepared themselves to die here.

But who could have imagined that the situation would take such a dramatic turn?

The towering figure of this mighty cultivator had deeply imprinted itself in their hearts.

“Seal it down…”

A furious roar erupted from Lin Fan. The true essence of heaven and earth seemed to have finally found its master, condensing into tangible energy and rushing madly into Lin Fan’s body. The colossal hand, “Zhetian Jushou,” suddenly radiated brilliant light.

“Boom…”

The earth shook and the sky seemed to split apart.

That beam of light exploded in the void, throwing the entire world into chaos.

“What immense power!” The disciples of the six sects crouched on the ground, trembling. This overwhelming force pressed them down so hard they couldn’t even stand.

This power terrified them. Back in their sects, they had been proud prodigies, fearless and arrogant, scorning all under heaven. But now, facing this situation, they finally understood the saying: “Beyond the sky, there is another sky; beyond people, there are others still.”

That palm formed from true essence blocked out the heavens and earth. The five fingers were like mountains, the palm itself seemed to bear all creation, halting the ultimate technique of the “Ancient Dangling One” in midair.

“Ha!”

At this moment, Lin Fan roared. That sky-encompassing palm pierced through layers of emptiness, striking directly upon the “Ancient Dangling One.”

“Boom…”

A loud, heavy sound echoed.

Lin Fan’s eyes flashed with sharp light as he shot up into the sky. The miniature versions of the “Ancient Dangling One” that filled the void began to shatter piece by piece, turning into specks of light that scattered into nothingness.

At this moment, the “Ancient Dangling One” itself seemed to wilt. Its once-stiff elephant trunk instantly softened, and from its pitch-black surface, globs of black blood began to ooze out.

Lin Fan gave a cold snort. If there was ever a time to seize the opportunity, it was now.

“Testicle Kick.”

Originally, Lin Fan had intended to use the technique “Reversing Heaven and Earth,” but the “Ancient Dangling One” was simply too hideous, making it impossible to lay hands upon. He could only substitute with a kick. This change in treatment clearly showed just how much Lin Fan despised the “Ancient Dangling One.”

In an instant, the world, which had just returned to calm, erupted once again.

The true essence of heaven and earth churned violently, creating explosive sounds in the void. Torrents of energy burst forth from the sky.

“Thud…”

A heavy sound, without any screams of pain—just a dull, muffled thud.

Although the “Ancient Dangling One” possessed formidable defenses, the “Testicle Kick” was a heaven-defying technique. It ignored all defenses—if you were kicked, you would fall into eternal ruin.

“Ding! Congratulations, your experience with ‘Testicle Kick’ has increased by 1 billion.”

“Ding! Congratulations, ‘Testicle Kick’ has leveled up to 18.”

“Ding! ‘Testicle Kick’ has leveled up to 19.”

“20…”

“Ding! Congratulations, ‘Testicle Kick’ has advanced into ‘Lineage Severing Kick.'”

“Ding! Congratulations, ‘Lineage Severing Kick’ has leveled up to 2.”

“Ding! ‘Lineage Severing Kick’ has leveled up to 3.”

“4…”

“5…”

“Ding! Congratulations, ‘Lineage Severing Kick’ has advanced into ‘True Secret Art: Destruction Kick.'”

Lin Fan had expected the “Testicle Kick” to level rapidly after a successful hit, but he hadn’t expected it to go this far. The system notifications had already left Lin Fan stunned and disoriented.

This was just too unbelievable.

Lin Fan was dazed, shocked. “True Secret Art: Destruction Kick”? What the hell was going on?

Before Lin Fan could think further, the violently trembling “Ancient Dangling One,” even after being struck by the “Testicle Kick,” was still attempting to resist.

“Heavenly and Earthly Crucible—absorb!”

At this moment, Lin Fan roared furiously. He was already very familiar with the method of the Heavenly and Earthly Crucible. No matter what it was, as long as he could touch it, he could pull it into the crucible. If he couldn’t touch it, the crucible was powerless.

The “Ancient Dangling One” struggled violently, but the Heavenly and Earthly Crucible had already refined the “Ancient Arm”—how could it possibly fail to refine you?

“Refine!”

In an instant, the Heavenly and Earthly Crucible began to spin violently. Although Lin Fan couldn’t see what was happening inside, he could imagine how agonizing it must be for the “Ancient Dangling One.”

“Boom… boom…”

Inside the crucible, thunderous explosions rang out—the last desperate struggles of the “Ancient Dangling One.”

Lin Fan’s move had completely stunned everyone.

The disciples of the six sects stood there, stunned, staring at the majestic furnace in the sky. From it, they felt a mysterious aura.

The surface of the Heavenly and Earthly Crucible was engraved with countless mysterious runes and symbols, some of which were particularly enigmatic.

“Ding! Congratulations, the ‘Ancient Dangling One’ has been refined.”

At this moment, Lin Fan revealed a faint smile. He then opened the crucible. In an instant, a wisp of black mist shot out from within, rushing toward Lin Fan.

Upon seeing it, Lin Fan was immediately alarmed. With a flick of his sleeve, he directly sealed the black mist into his bag.

“Damn it, even a big dangling one dares to fuse with me? Although you’re powerful, I won’t accept you. Some things are best left in their original state.”

Looking at the quietly resting “Ancient Dangling One” inside his bag, Lin Fan’s lips curled into a faint smile. He’d keep it here for now and see if it might be useful in the future.

At this moment, everything had ended. Lin Fan exhaled deeply.

He then descended from the sky, landing on the ground and sitting down, panting heavily.

In that final moment, the Divine Wutong Tree within his inner world had fully erupted, drawing in massive amounts of true essence from heaven and earth to sustain him. Otherwise, the final outcome might have ended in tragedy.

But precisely because of this, the Divine Wutong Tree within his inner world had become significantly smaller, as if it had suffered a serious injury.

It seemed he would have to be more cautious in the future. If even the sapling of the Wutong Tree was this powerful, who knew how formidable it would become in the future?

This was something Lin Fan looked forward to greatly.

The stunned disciples of the six sects finally embraced each other and wept. It was all over. Their lives had been saved. Seeing the mighty cultivator return, they rushed forward joyfully.

“Esteemed Master, thank you so much!”

“Esteemed Master, you are the benefactor of my entire life, my name is Gaosong!”

“Waaah! For the first time, I felt how close death was. If it weren’t for the Esteemed Master, I dare not imagine what would have happened!”

Regarding the flattery from these disciples, Lin Fan simply smiled knowingly, then waved his hand toward the leader of the Yao family, Yao Tian, who was still standing there in a daze.

Yao Tian was completely stunned at this point. His inner thoughts could be described as completely paralyzed—not because of his strong mental fortitude, but simply because he had been scared out of his wits from the very beginning.

“Pre… Predecessor…” Yao Tian stammered, clearly not yet recovered from his shock. In his eyes, this terrifying figure calling him over must certainly have some task for him to do.

Lin Fan rubbed his belly. That battle had really worn him out—he was actually getting hungry.

“You go to Zangyao City and bring me something to eat. Hurry up. Don’t waste time.” Lin Fan casually sat on the ground and said with a sidelong glance.

“Ah… Yes, yes!” Yao Tian was startled for a moment, then immediately nodded in understanding.

“You lot, come over here and massage my shoulders and legs.” Lin Fan said to the disciples of the six sects.