Chapter 30: Successfully Courting Death

At last, success was achieved.

At this moment, Lin Fan’s heart was filled with joy. Although he felt a bit guilty toward Yu Feng, he had already made plans for the future—he would surely repay him handsomely later.

Since acquiring the system and learning the “Monkey Steals Peach” technique, the most satisfying peach he had stolen was undoubtedly Yu Feng’s.

Lin Fan hadn’t enjoyed his triumph for long when his expression suddenly changed. An irresistible, oppressive aura surged toward him like a tidal wave.

At this moment, Yu Feng’s face was extremely pale, completely drained of color. Suddenly, a dazzling red flame erupted from his delicate palm, scorching hot even from a distance.

What the hell!

Lin Fan was greatly alarmed. Yu Feng seemed determined to kill him. If the full might of his Seventh Heavenborn Stage power struck Lin Fan, even if he survived, he would likely be crippled.

“You die for this…” Yu Feng, overwhelmed by the pain Lin Fan had caused him—an excruciating sensation that bypassed all defenses—had lost his mind, wanting nothing more than to kill the man before him with one strike.

“Burning Annihilation Palm!”

Though merely a low-grade arcane technique, the Burning Annihilation Palm was extremely powerful. With this palm strike meant to extinguish all life, Yu Feng aimed straight at Lin Fan’s chest.

Bang!

Lin Fan felt a searing heat in his chest as a torrent of scorching energy surged into his body. His “Indestructible Demon Body” tried to protect him, but his chest was still charred black.

Lin Fan flew backward, landing outside the arena, motionless on the ground.

The outer-disciple spectators below were stunned. Yu Feng’s Seventh Heavenborn Stage aura had already shocked them, but now, after witnessing the strike, they finally regained their senses.

Oh no, Junior Brother Lin might be in grave danger.

“Junior Brother Lin…” Yi Moyu finally reacted, rushing toward Lin Fan. Seeing the charred, blackened chest and the ruptured flesh, he was completely thrown into panic.

Yu Feng also came to his senses, staring at the distant figure of his junior brother, unable to believe he had struck so harshly.

Yu Feng wanted to rush forward to check on him, but the pain in his crotch prevented him from moving. He could only kneel halfway, clenching his teeth, enduring wave after wave of agonizing pain.

He had already reached the Heavenborn Stage and possessed the Heavenborn Body, impervious to ordinary blades—but how could he have been reduced to this state by a mere late-Ninth Mortal Stage practitioner?

Yu Feng couldn’t understand.

“Yu Feng, how could you strike so harshly against a fellow disciple?” At this moment, the Second Elder Li Chujun, seated calmly on the high platform, floated down. His previously calm expression now bore a trace of anger.

“Senior Brother, I…” Yu Feng didn’t know what to say. Just now, he had truly lost control. The pain was unimaginable unless experienced firsthand.

“Hmph, no need to explain. Return to the inner sect’s Punishment Hall and accept your punishment.” Li Chujun scolded. He hadn’t expected such a situation—how could an inner sect senior brother strike down an outer sect junior so brutally? That palm strike alone would be deadly even to a Heavenborn cultivator.

It seemed the outer sect junior brother’s life was in danger. Sighing, Li Chujun turned away from Yu Feng and hurried to Lin Fan’s side.

“Senior Brother, please save Junior Brother Lin.” Yi Moyu pleaded.

To Yi Moyu, though he hadn’t known Lin Fan for long, their brotherly bond had grown deep.

“It’s all my fault. If I hadn’t invited Lin Junior to watch the match, this wouldn’t have happened. It’s all my fault.” Yi Moyu blamed himself bitterly.

“I’ll check his condition.” Li Chujun’s expression grew grave as he examined Lin Fan.

Inside Lin Fan, the annihilating energy raged unchecked, his dantian and meridians destroyed, his life force flickering weakly. He was practically beyond saving.

Pu! At this moment, Lin Fan spat out a mouthful of blood. His previously rosy complexion turned deathly pale.

“Senior Brother…” Lin Fan had already heard the system’s notifications.

Ding! Congratulations! “Indestructible Demon Body” gains 3,000,000 experience.

Ding! Congratulations! “Indestructible Demon Body” levels up by 1.

Ding! Congratulations! “Monkey Steals Peach” gains 100,000 experience.

Ding! Congratulations! “Monkey Steals Peach” levels up by 1.

Ding! Congratulations! “Monkey Steals Peach” levels up by 1.

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Ding! Congratulations! Victory over Seventh Heavenborn Yu Feng grants 200,000 experience.

Ding! Congratulations! Character level increased, reaching the Heavenborn Stage.

Ding! System will now update for 24 hours. The host will enter a fake death state, fully recover, and revive. Countdown begins: 1 minute.

59…

“Senior Brother, don’t speak. Senior Brother Li is saving you.” Yi Moyu, seeing Lin Fan growing weaker, couldn’t help panicking.

At this moment, a faint smile flickered across Lin Fan’s face. Just now, he had nearly scared himself to death, thinking he had finally played himself into death.

But unexpectedly, the moment he entered the Heavenborn Stage, the system granted him a full recovery and resurrection opportunity, requiring only 24 hours of system update.

But even in the final countdown, Lin Fan wanted to play the emotional card.

While he was in the fake death repair state, they would certainly believe he was dead and likely bury him. Then he could leave the sect unnoticed, travel freely outside, defeat small monsters, level up slowly, and eventually return for a surprise visit when he became powerful. That would be a delightful twist.

“Senior Brother, forget it. I know my condition. Senior Brother, I have one last request.” Lin Fan said.

“Junior Brother, tell me.” Yi Moyu, holding back his sorrow, listened to Lin Fan’s final words.

Lin Fan struggled to lift his hand, took off his waist pouch, and pulled out two long swords.

“Senior Brother Yi, this is the low-grade sword I promised to forge for Senior Brother Ni. And this one, please give it to the new junior brother I wronged. As for this pouch, I have no further use for it. Please accept it as a gift. Whenever you miss me, just look at this pouch.” Lin Fan’s breath grew weaker, as if death was near.

“Junior Brother…”

“Senior Brother, I’m really sorry. I once ambushed you. You won’t hold it against me, right?” Lin Fan added with a faint smile.

“No, Junior Brother. As long as you survive, Senior Brother will allow you to ambush me anytime, without complaint.” Yi Moyu replied sincerely.

“Then Senior Brother, can I ambush you one more time… I really miss that feeling…” Lin Fan gazed at Yi Moyu with dim eyes.

In Lin Fan’s heart, even the smallest mosquito was still meat.

“Alright, Junior Brother, go ahead. Senior Brother is ready.” Without hesitation, Yi Moyu nodded.

Lin Fan smiled faintly at Yi Moyu, then slowly closed his eyes.

“Senior Brother, I’ll always remember you…”

Ding! Countdown complete. Entering fake death state…

At that moment, Lin Fan’s life force faded, leaving no trace of breath.

“Junior Brother…” Yi Moyu cried out.

Sighing helplessly, Li Chujun shook his head. He had done all he could, but reviving the dead was impossible unless the Sect Leader used some supreme secret technique.

But by now, it was too late…

The person was already gone.