Chapter 166: Are You Kidding Me?

The little beast Mi Qiong followed closely behind Lin Fan, its tiny heart pounding with anxiety.

Feelings of fear and tension filled Mi Qiong’s mind, as it couldn’t figure out what exactly the Sect Leader intended to do.

It wanted to run away, but the moment it caught the natural aura exuding from the Sect Leader, its courage vanished entirely.

Mi Qiong desperately wanted to ask itself why it felt so afraid of the man before it, but no matter how hard it tried to figure it out, it simply couldn’t comprehend.

At this moment, Lin Fan felt a wave of joy surging within him. This feeling was similar to the anticipation of a great gain, something thrilling and exciting.

Inside the room.

Lin Fan and Mi Qiong locked eyes. His deep, sinister gaze seemed to pierce through everything, making Mi Qiong extremely nervous.

“Master, is there something you need?” Mi Qiong asked cautiously.

Being alone with the Sect Leader in this enclosed space reminded Mi Qiong of the scene in that secret chamber. That was a painful, tragic, and unforgettable experience—one it never wanted to relive.

“Come on, hit me…” Lin Fan suddenly said, instantly leaving Mi Qiong completely stunned.

What the hell does that mean?

“Just use one layer of your strength,” Lin Fan said again, seeing Mi Qiong’s confused expression.

With a junior disciple at the peak of the Lesser Heaven realm, it would be a waste not to make full use of him.

The “Indestructible Demon Body” had barely leveled up recently.

Lin Fan had made up his mind—if the “Indestructible Demon Body” didn’t level up now, he wouldn’t leave this mountain.

“Master, I dare not. I’m afraid…” Mi Qiong said fearfully. It couldn’t imagine how badly the Sect Leader would beat it if it actually dared to strike.

Seeing Mi Qiong’s cowardly behavior, Lin Fan felt a surge of anger. He then looked around with both eyes, as if searching for something.

“Master, what are you looking for?” Mi Qiong asked.

“I’m looking for a whip. If you don’t hit me, I’ll beat you instead,” Lin Fan said coldly.

“Don’t! I’ll hit you,” Mi Qiong immediately replied, its heart nearly breaking at the mere mention of a whip.

“Good. Hurry up, just one layer of strength,” Lin Fan urged. Mi Qiong was at the peak of the Lesser Heaven realm, so one layer of strength should be sufficient. If it used too much force, it might actually kill the Sect Leader himself.

Mi Qiong’s heart was deeply pained. It had met many people before, but never anyone who actually wanted to be hit.

Now, this abusive Sect Leader wanted him to strike. Mi Qiong could only gather its courage and proceed.

“Come on,” Lin Fan said, preparing himself. Whether the “Indestructible Demon Body” could level up or not now depended on this.

“Master, I’m coming,” Mi Qiong raised its palm and aimed at Lin Fan’s chest.

Watching Mi Qiong’s strike, Lin Fan’s heart leapt with joy. Come on! Come on! Let the waves of experience flood over me!

Mi Qiong’s strike was like a dragon diving into the sea—powerful and fierce, with a mighty aura. Although the speed was slightly slow, Lin Fan thought the momentum was impressive enough.

“Ding! Congratulations, the ‘Indestructible Demon Body’ gained +10 experience.”

Lin Fan’s face lit up as he waited for the experience to increase. However, at that moment, those cursed ten points of experience instantly left Lin Fan stunned.

Mi Qiong hunched its body, carefully delivering one gentle slap after another onto Lin Fan’s chest.

“Ding! Congratulations, the ‘Indestructible Demon Body’ gained +10 experience.”

…

Lin Fan, who had previously been excited, narrowed his eyes. A sharp glint flickered in his gaze, as if he wanted to kill Mi Qiong.

“Are you making fun of me?” Lin Fan asked calmly and softly.

But this calm voice sounded like horrifying demonic music to Mi Qiong—earth-shattering and terrifying.

Within this calm atmosphere, Mi Qiong keenly sensed a dangerous aura. In its view, it was an aura of insatiable desire.

“Master, I’m sorry. I’ll do it for real now—just one layer of strength,” Mi Qiong suddenly released a fierce surge of energy from its body.

Mie Qiongqi followed behind Lin Fan, his heart pounding with fear and anxiety. He didn’t know what the sect leader was up to, and the thought of running away crossed his mind. However, the moment he caught a whiff of the leader’s natural aura, his courage vanished. He desperately wanted to understand why he was so afraid of this man, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t figure it out.

Meanwhile, Lin Fan was filled with a sense of joy, as if he was about to reap a great reward, which excited him immensely.

Inside the room, Lin Fan and Mie Qiongqi locked eyes. Lin Fan’s deep, mischievous gaze seemed to see through everything, making Mie Qiongqi extremely nervous.

“Sect Leader, is there something you need?” Mie Qiongqi asked cautiously.

Being alone with the sect leader reminded him of the time they were in the secret chamber, a memory he never wanted to relive—it was tragic, painful, and unbearable.

“Come on, hit me…” Lin Fan suddenly spoke, leaving Mie Qiongqi utterly bewildered.

What the hell does that mean?

“Use one-tenth of your strength to hit me,” Lin Fan added, noticing Mie Qiongqi’s confusion.

With a high-level disciple like Mie Qiongqi at his disposal, it would be foolish not to make use of him. Lin Fan had been stuck at the same level in his “Indestructible Demon Body” cultivation for a while now, and he was determined to level it up before leaving the mountain.

“Sect Leader, I dare not. I’m afraid…” Mie Qiongqi said fearfully, unable to imagine the consequences of actually hitting the sect leader.

Seeing Mie Qiongqi’s timid demeanor, Lin Fan grew frustrated and began looking around as if searching for something.

“Sect Leader, what are you looking for?” Mie Qiongqi asked.

“I’m looking for a whip. If you don’t hit me, I’ll whip you,” Lin Fan said coldly.

“Wait, I’ll hit you,” Mie Qiongqi quickly replied, the mention of a whip making him panic.

“Good, hurry up. Use one-tenth of your strength,” Lin Fan urged. Mie Qiongqi was a high-level disciple, so one-tenth of his strength should be enough. Any more, and he might actually kill the sect leader.

Mie Qiongqi’s heart ached. He had seen many people, but never someone who asked to be hit. Now, his own sect leader was asking him to do just that. Summoning his courage, he prepared to strike.

“Come on,” Lin Fan said, ready to see if his “Indestructible Demon Body” would level up.

“Sect Leader, here I come,” Mie Qiongqi said, raising his hand and striking Lin Fan’s chest.

Lin Fan was thrilled. Come on, come on, let the experience flood in like a tidal wave.

Mie Qiongqi’s strike was powerful, like a dragon diving into the sea. Though a bit slow, it was still impressive.

“Ding, congratulations! ‘Indestructible Demon Body’ experience +10.”

Lin Fan smiled, waiting for the experience to grow. But then, the measly ten points of experience left him dumbfounded.

Mie Qiongqi, shrinking back, continued to strike Lin Fan’s chest cautiously.

“Ding, congratulations! ‘Indestructible Demon Body’ experience +10.”

…

Lin Fan, who had been excited moments ago, now narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint in them, as if he wanted to kill Mie Qiongqi.

“Are you messing with me?” Lin Fan asked calmly, his voice sending shivers down Mie Qiongqi’s spine.

Mie Qiongqi sensed the danger in that calm voice, a sense of dissatisfaction.

“Sect Leader, I’m sorry. I’ll go all out now, one-tenth of my strength,” Mie Qiongqi said, and in an instant, a powerful aura burst from him.

His strike, which had seemed ordinary before, now felt like it could pierce through the void, hitting Lin Fan with full force.

“I…” Lin Fan, who had been about to speak, was sent flying by the strike, blood spraying from his mouth.

“Ding, congratulations! ‘Indestructible Demon Body’ experience +300,000.”

“Sect Leader…” Mie Qiongqi, seeing Lin Fan fly through the air, turned pale. He had just made the sect leader spit blood. What kind of cruel punishment awaited him now?

“Hang…” Lin Fan, spinning in the air, landed steadily, a look of joy on his face.

“Good, keep it up like that,” Lin Fan said, truly feeling the thrill of gaining experience. Perhaps his “Indestructible Demon Body” would level up thanks to Mie Qiongqi.

Mie Qiongqi, seeing the sect leader’s eerie expression, couldn’t help but tremble.

What was wrong with the sect leader? Why did he want to be hit, and why did he seem to enjoy it?

Mie Qiongqi didn’t dare think too much about it. Everything seemed so dangerous.

But since the sect leader wanted him to keep hitting, he had no choice but to comply.

“Sect Leader, be careful,” Mie Qiongqi said, striking again.

“Ding, congratulations! ‘Indestructible Demon Body’ experience +300,000.”

…

“Hit me faster,” Lin Fan said, steadying himself as he took the blows.

“Yes,” Mie Qiongqi nodded, then began striking with both hands, leaving only afterimages in the air.

Lin Fan suddenly felt as if he was about to ascend. It was all happening so fast, almost too much to handle.

…

At the halfway point of Nameless Peak, the sky was beginning to darken.

Zhang Er Gou carried his junior sister on his shoulders, with Feng Bu Jue following beside them.

“Junior Sister, what did you talk about with Sister Yu Lan today?” Zhang Er Gou asked.

The reason they could go to Jialan Peak was mainly because of Lin Fan. Without him, they would have been kicked out the moment they arrived.

Cai Zhi Qiao, sitting on Zhang Er Gou’s shoulders, blinked her bright eyes. “Nothing much. Sister Yu Lan just said that Senior Brother is very handsome and that she likes him.”

Zhang Er Gou, who had been casual before, suddenly stopped in his tracks, his face turning from disbelief to joy. He quickly put his junior sister down.

“Junior Sister, are you telling the truth?” Zhang Er Gou felt like happiness had come too quickly.

Zhang Er Gou had always admired Yu Lan, but he knew his place. Just being able to see her was enough to make him happy.

Cai Zhi Qiao reached into her small backpack and pulled out a gift from the senior sisters at Jialan Peak—a small bronze mirror.

“Senior Brother, you can see for yourself,” Cai Zhi Qiao said, holding the mirror up to Zhang Er Gou.

Zhang Er Gou, not understanding, looked at his reflection in the mirror and couldn’t help but stroke his chin.

“I do look a bit handsome,” he muttered to himself.

Feng Bu Jue, standing nearby, felt exhausted.

Cai Zhi Qiao blinked her eyes, then carefully put the mirror back in her bag and climbed back onto Zhang Er Gou’s shoulders.

“Junior Sister, do you think Senior Brother is handsome?” Zhang Er Gou asked.

“I don’t know,” Cai Zhi Qiao replied innocently.

…

“I…” Lin Fan, who had just opened his mouth to speak, was suddenly struck. He was violently sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood midair.

“Ding! Congratulations, the ‘Indestructible Demon Body’ gained +300,000 experience.”

“Master…” Seeing Lin Fan flying backward, Mi Qiong’s face turned pale with horror. It had actually struck the Sect Leader so hard that he spat blood. What cruel punishment awaited him next?

“Hit…” At that moment, Lin Fan rotated midair and steadied himself, a delighted expression appearing on his face.

“Good! Just like that!” This time, Lin Fan truly felt the thrill of gaining experience. Perhaps the “Indestructible Demon Body” would finally level up thanks to Mi Qiong.

Looking at the Sect Leader’s somewhat terrifying expression, Mi Qiong involuntarily shuddered.

What was wrong with the Master? Why did he want Mi Qiong to hit him? And why did the Master seem so pleased?

Could it be… Could it be…

Mi Qiong didn’t dare to think further. In its eyes, everything seemed extremely dangerous.

But now that the Sect Leader had ordered him to strike like this, to avoid angering him, it had no choice but to comply.

“Master, watch out,” Mi Qiong said, delivering another palm strike.

“Ding! Congratulations, the ‘Indestructible Demon Body’ gained +300,000 experience.”

…

“Hit faster,” Lin Fan steadied himself, enduring blow after blow.

“Yes,” Mi Qiong nodded, then both palms struck simultaneously, leaving only afterimages in the air.

At this moment, Lin Fan suddenly felt as if he were about to ascend. This sudden rush of sensation was overwhelming.

…

Halfway up the unnamed peak.

The sky was gradually darkening.

Zhang Erdou had Xiaoshimei riding on his head, while Feng Buju followed beside them.

“Xiaoshimei, what did you talk about with Sister Yulan today?” Zhang Erdou asked.

The reason they were able to go to Ji Lan Peak was mainly because of Lin Fan. Without Lin Fan, the two of them would likely have been beaten out of Ji Lan Peak the moment they arrived.

Cai Zhiqiao, riding on Zhang Erdou’s head, blinked her sparkling eyes. “Nothing much. Sister Yulan just said that Senior Brother is very handsome, and she really likes him.”

Zhang Erdou, who had been rather casual before, suddenly changed expression and stopped in his tracks.

His disbelieving face quickly turned into ecstatic joy as he pulled Xiaoshimei down from his head.

“Xiaoshimei, is that really true?” Zhang Erdou suddenly felt happiness arriving too quickly.

Zhang Erdou had strong feelings for Sister Yulan, though he was aware of his own limitations. Just seeing her sometimes had been a joy for him.

Cai Zhiqiao reached her pink little hand into the small backpack in front of her and pulled out a gift given by the senior sisters from Ji Lan Peak—a small bronze mirror.

“Senior Brother, you can see for yourself,” Cai Zhiqiao held up the mirror in front of Zhang Erdou.

Zhang Erdou didn’t understand at first, but upon looking into the mirror at himself, he rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

“It actually does seem a bit handsome,” Zhang Erdou muttered to himself.

Standing beside them, Feng Buju suddenly felt extremely tired.

Cai Zhiqiao blinked her eyes, carefully placing the mirror back into her bag before climbing back onto Zhang Erdou’s head.

“Xiaoshimei, do you think Senior Brother is handsome?” Zhang Erdou asked.

“I don’t know,” Cai Zhiqiao replied innocently.