Coming to this mysterious world, Lin Fan didn’t dwell much on grand ambitions like dominating the universe—those were concerns for extraordinary figures. Now that he had obtained a system, he was determined to use it to enhance his strength.
With such a golden opportunity right before him, how could he possibly let it slip away?
Mo Yixuan and Ni Mantian were desperately trying to recover, when suddenly a voice filled with joy rang in their ears.
“Grandpa is here…”
Mo Yixuan’s eyes widened as he spotted someone running toward them from a distance, and a wave of relief washed over him. It seemed the decisive moment had arrived. Fortunately, as a disciple of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, he was well-versed in the art of manipulating minds—his sect was second to none in this regard.
Ni Mantian, however, furrowed his brows. He couldn’t tell who the newcomer was. Though he couldn’t sense the other’s cultivation level, the footwork seemed reminiscent of the orthodox techniques of the Great Yan Dynasty.
Lin Fan’s legs moved like engines, his speed breaking all limits. He quickly scanned the two opponents.
“Entering the Divine at the seventh stage.”
“Entering the Divine at the eighth stage.”
Lin Fan was stunned. These were truly formidable experts—this was a jackpot!
“Brother, I am the son of the Sect Leader of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, and our sect has long-standing ties with the Holy Demon Sect. If you help me, I can recommend you to become a direct disciple of the Holy Demon Sect Leader himself.” Since this was the territory of the Great Yan Empire, which was subordinate to the Holy Demon Sect, this person must be one of the empire’s subjects. If he offered enough incentives, he was sure he could win the newcomer’s support.
Ni Mantian, still young and inexperienced, couldn’t help but feel anxious. This was the Holy Demon Sect’s territory, and all the great empires were under their control. As a disciple of the righteous sect, he was at a disadvantage.
What’s worse, he had been severely injured after falling into Mo Yixuan’s trap and was now unable to move. Although his Linglong Sword Body could withstand attacks from those at the先天 stage, if his recovery was interrupted and Mo Yixuan regained mobility first, he might ultimately perish here in regret.
“Brother…” Mo Yixuan whispered softly, continuing to recover while trying to manipulate the newcomer.
Meanwhile, Lin Fan, who had been sprinting all the way, suddenly paused mid-run. Was it really wise to approach so openly, revealing his true face? But it was too late to cover his face now. He had no choice but to press on bravely.
At that moment, the supreme divine artifact, the “Great Red Brick of 95,” appeared in Lin Fan’s hand behind his back.
“Brother, my foot!” Without another word, Lin Fan leaped into the air and slammed the brick straight onto Mo Yixuan’s forehead.
Mo Yixuan, still recovering, was instantly thrown into a daze.
Ni Mantian, witnessing the scene, felt a wave of relief. It seemed the newcomer still had a sense of right and wrong.
The demonic sects were indeed evil—deserving of destruction by all.
It was a pity for the common people, countless under the Great Yan Empire, yet controlled by the demonic sects. As the chief disciple of Linglong Sword Pavilion, one of the Twelve Orthodox Sects, Ni Mantian still had a long road ahead.
“Thank you,” Ni Mantian whispered softly, then closed his eyes to continue recovering.
“No need to thank me…” Lin Fan smiled faintly, then raised his divine artifact and struck Ni Mantian’s forehead.
…
After both were knocked unconscious, Lin Fan clapped his hands together and glanced left and right.
The man was handsome, the woman exuding an aura of sacred beauty. Which one should he deal with first? A question worth pondering.
Whenever Lin Fan saw a beautiful girl, he would gaze at her with pure admiration, never harboring any impure thoughts.
Because Lin Fan was just that kind of pure-hearted person.
He examined Mo Yixuan. An expert at the seventh stage of Entering the Divine. Lin Fan had never imagined that his brick could knock out two experts at the Divine Realm. It was something he hadn’t even dared to dream of.
“Alright, gentlemen first. Let’s start with you.” His “Monkey Steals Peach” technique had already reached the fifteenth level, a very high stage indeed, though Lin Fan wasn’t exactly sure what level it was, since there was no description.
Lin Fan took a deep breath and flexed his fingers, making them more nimble.
“Haa!”
“Monkey Steals Peach!”
Without hesitation, Lin Fan acted. His movements were precise, leaving no room for error.
“Ding! Congratulations, experience for ‘Monkey Steals Peach’ increased by 20,000!”
“Ding! Congratulations, ‘Monkey Steals Peach’ has leveled up!”
Upon hearing the system’s prompt after his first strike, Lin Fan froze for a moment, then became ecstatic.
This experience gain was just too satisfying!
I steal.
I steal secretly…
At that moment, Lin Fan diligently trained, becoming increasingly proficient in “Monkey Steals Peach,” gradually exuding a unique aura.
Among the myriad Dao, all paths can lead to enlightenment.
The world contains far more than three thousand paths to enlightenment. “Three thousand” symbolizes the ultimate diversity—meaning that as long as one reaches a certain level of mastery, any path can lead to the peak.
“Monkey Steals Peach!”
“Ding! Congratulations, experience for ‘Monkey Steals Peach’ increased by 30,000!”
“Huh? What’s going on here?” Lin Fan was startled and paused. Previously, each strike had only given him 20,000 experience, but this time it jumped to 30,000. Could it be due to the technique’s improvement?
Lin Fan experimentally used the technique again.
“Ding! Congratulations, experience for ‘Monkey Steals Peach’ increased by 20,000!”
At that moment, Lin Fan understood. It was indeed the technique’s refinement. As the level increased, the execution method became more crucial. This time’s jump was likely due to the enhancement from leveling up.
Gradually, Lin Fan seemed to immerse himself in the principles of “Monkey Steals Peach.”
“Monkey Steals Peach!”
“Ding! Congratulations, experience for ‘Monkey Steals Peach’ increased by 30,000!”
“Ding! Congratulations, ‘Monkey Steals Peach’ has leveled up!”
Another level-up sent a thrill through Lin Fan.
“Ah…”
Just then, Lin Fan suddenly realized with alarm—having become too immersed in the technique, he had lost track of time. Without hesitation, he swung his brick and struck both of their heads again.
The two, who had just started to regain consciousness, were knocked back into a daze.
Lin Fan exhaled in relief. He realized he needed to be more mindful of timing while practicing the technique.
These two were powerful bosses. If they really fought back, Lin Fan was certain they could kill him.
This time, Lin Fan was all in—his two techniques’ future advancement depended entirely on these two.
Then, like a madman, Lin Fan struck with both hands, ruthlessly targeting the crotch of Mo Yixuan, the son of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect Leader.
And just as the two were about to awaken from their daze, Lin Fan unhesitatingly slammed his brick down on their heads once more, sending them back into unconsciousness.
“Ding! Congratulations, ‘Monkey Steals Peach’ has leveled up!”
“Ding! Congratulations, ‘Monkey Steals Peach’ has leveled up!”
…
After “Monkey Steals Peach” rose several levels and reached level nineteen, Lin Fan paused. At this point, the technique had accumulated one million experience points.
Previously, each level had only required around ten thousand experience, but now it had suddenly skyrocketed to a million. In Lin Fan’s eyes, reaching level twenty would likely be a qualitative leap, just like his “Indestructible Demon Body.”
Looking at Mo Yixuan’s crotch, now swollen and bulging, Lin Fan sighed deeply.
“A true comrade serving the people…”
“Monkey Steals Peach!”
“I steal…”
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