In the void!
Lin Fan gazed at the Guardian Land, sighing inwardly. To anyone, this place was a land of blessings.
Yet in such a short time, Lin Fan had noticed that the Guardian Land had dulled many people’s fighting spirit. To them, it had become a crutch—a safe haven where they could remain forever unthreatened.
“My dear disciple, you’re leaving without even saying goodbye to your master?” The void rippled like water, and Master Feng Qingzi stepped out with a light smile.
Lin Fan cast a glance at the old man. “Why bother saying goodbye after I’ve already left?”
“You little brat! Not the slightest bit respectful toward your teacher. I came to give you something before you left, but you show no manners at all. Forget it, just go.” Master Feng Qingzi waved his sleeve in annoyance.
Upon hearing this, Lin Fan froze instantly, his expression changing abruptly. “Master, how could you say that? Your obedient disciple was just afraid of disturbing your rest, that’s all!”
The moment he sensed something valuable, Lin Fan immediately discarded all pretense and rushed forward with a fawning smile.
Feng Qingzi looked sideways at his shameless disciple, already accustomed to his character.
He had only been in the Guardian Land for a short while, yet already turned into this—well, at least leaving now would save him the trouble.
Flicking his finger, Feng Qingzi released a river of energy.
“This is one hundred billion Saint Yang Pills. Be careful wherever you go.”
“Ah, only a hundred billion?” Lin Fan had originally thought it might be in the trillions upon seeing the river of Saint Yang energy.
“You little rascal! You dare complain about the amount after I gave you these pills? Do you know how many decades I spent refining them without rest? Outrageous! Simply outrageous!” Feng Qingzi fumed, his beard practically quivering in anger.
“Master, don’t be angry. I was just kidding around, really.” Lin Fan quickly stowed the river of Saint Yang Pills into his bag and feigned heartfelt gratitude.
Still, with a hundred billion Saint Yang Pills, even if he encountered an ancient race’s Supreme, he would now have the means to protect himself.
“This is my cultivation insight. Take some time to study it. It will help your cultivation.”
“Master, how about giving me some Heaven-Shaking, Earth-Shaking God-Slaughtering Techniques?” Lin Fan asked hopefully.
What use was cultivation insight anyway? At the very least, he expected a stack of cultivation techniques and secret manuals.
“Cultivation is a path walked by oneself. Relying on others’ techniques will always leave you at a disadvantage. Therefore, I hope you cultivate your own path, one suited to yourself.” Master Feng Qingzi spoke solemnly, though inwardly he was cursing furiously.
This brat of a disciple was always scheming to take things from him. He absolutely could not allow such a disgraceful trend to continue.
He had originally intended to give some techniques, but seeing how shameless his disciple had become, he decided firmly—no more gifts.
“Master, you can’t do this! Your disciple only knows a few techniques. What if I meet a Supreme out there? I’ll be beaten into an idiot!”
Now that he was leaving, Lin Fan naturally wanted to take as much as he could get.
“No worries. My divine consciousness will follow you. Before you’re beaten into an idiot, I’ll definitely rescue you. Now go with peace of mind.” Master Feng Qingzi waved his hand.
“Damn it!”
At this moment, Lin Fan was truly defeated. What else could he say?
In the end, Lin Fan retreated in defeat.
Still, this stingy master did show a bit of conscience by giving him something.
A rainbow vanished into the distance.
Watching Lin Fan depart, Feng Qingzi sighed softly and returned to the Guardian Land.
He had great expectations for this disciple, though he wondered just how far he would go.
Lin Fan flew into the void, distancing himself from the Guardian Land, before wrapping himself in a swirl of earth-colored energy and diving deep into the underground abyss.
“First, I’ll study this cultivation insight.”
Feng Qingzi was a divine being at the tenth level of the God-Heavenly Realm who had attained the Eternal Seat. Even his cultivation insights were treasures beyond price.
Lin Fan sat cross-legged in the abyss, fully immersed in the insight.
A single breath passed like centuries. A thousand years passed like moments.
Lin Fan remained as motionless as a stone statue.
Feng Qingzi’s cultivation insights contained profound understandings of every level of the God-Heavenly Realm. For Lin Fan, these were invaluable experiences.
His own techniques gradually transformed, being reorganized and refined from beginning to end.
To Lin Fan, it felt as though he had received a direct transmission from a supreme expert.
Buzz!
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Fan suddenly opened his eyes wide.
Due to system limitations, his cultivation hadn’t increased, but his aura had become stronger than before.
“Awesome!”
That was the only thought in Lin Fan’s mind at this moment.
“Master, can I learn the ‘Conversion Technique’ now?” Within the inner realm, Thunder Cultivation King begged eagerly.
“Just wait a moment.”
“System notification: Learning ‘Conversion Technique.'”
“Conversion Technique: Level 1.”
“Experience: 0/1000.”
For Lin Fan, this was simply another new technique he had to start from scratch.
Lifting his finger, he activated the ‘Conversion Technique,’ and a wisp of Buddhist light coiled around him—though it was still very weak.
“Damn it! Looks like I have to start from the beginning to master this technique. With this level of Conversion Light, I can probably only convert some weaklings.”
But none of this was a problem for Lin Fan. It was just another case of overpowering the weak—his favorite approach.
“You can cultivate it yourself.” Lin Fan directly transmitted the ‘Conversion Technique’ to Thunder Cultivation King.
The Thunder King treated it like a priceless treasure and hurried back to the Electrification Academy to study it deeply.
For the King, the ‘Conversion Technique’ was indeed a supreme treasure.
If cultivated to its peak, it might even allow him to evolve into a Buddha of Civilization.
The divine branch fragment purchased with contribution points had greatly benefited the Wutong Divine Tree.
Now, the Wutong Divine Tree could refine nearly five hundred thousand Saint Yang Pills daily.
To Lin Fan, this was a significant improvement.
However, there was only one divine branch fragment in the Guardian Land. If there were more, the Wutong Divine Tree would truly explode in power.
Returning to the surface, Lin Fan gazed into the distance and suddenly smiled.
“I can smell the scent of the ancient race—and there’s quite a bit of it.”
When you need something, it comes. To Lin Fan, this was simply fantastic.
“Hehe, since we’ve met, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”
Leaving the Guardian Land, Lin Fan felt as if he had returned to nature itself—free to go wherever he pleased.
And Lin Fan had only one goal.
To elevate his strength to the peak and then slay all eight Supremes of the ancient race.
Lin Fan was full of confidence. With the system’s help, failing would be a disgrace.
In the distance…
A group of ancient race members sat together, chatting and exchanging words, their faces twisted with cruel grins—expressions that would chill anyone who saw them.
Yet they had no idea that danger was already approaching from afar.
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