Chapter 677: You Shameless Bald Monk!

In this area spanning millions of miles, filled entirely with trees, Lin Fan truly couldn’t tell just how many tree spirits were hidden within.

But for Lin Fan, there was no need to search for them.

At a glance, dense and numerous, the system’s descriptions filled his vision.

Tree Spirit: Upper Tier of the Huang Heaven Realm.

Tree Spirit: Lower Tier of the Qing Heaven Realm.

…

Lin Fan didn’t even bother to look anymore. No matter how deeply hidden, under the system’s detection, they had no choice but to reveal their true forms.

Sometimes, Lin Fan thought having this system was actually boring—it removed all excitement.

These tree spirits hadn’t attacked him yet because they were surely waiting for a moment of carelessness to ambush him.

Unfortunately, under the system’s detection, every demon and monster was exposed. What ambush?

The sky was already darkening, so Lin Fan decided to rest and see what was strange about this place.

The previous four secret realms hadn’t been this eerie. This one, however, was extremely mysterious.

Mainly, it was that corpse at the seventh level of the Divine Heaven Realm that made Lin Fan a bit nervous. After all, reaching such a realm made death extremely difficult.

“Forget it, no more thinking. I’ll just start a fire and see if I can find some ancient beast for some roasted meat,” Lin Fan said, rising and walking deeper.

At this moment, countless tree spirits had transformed into giant trees, motionless, watching Lin Fan.

“This lifeform has arrived.”

“The Tree Emperor told us not to act rashly.”

“Let’s see what this lifeform intends to do.”

“This lifeform has stopped in front of me. What should I do?”

At this moment, Lin Fan paused beneath a giant tree, looking at its lush branches and leaves, stroking his chin thoughtfully. “Good, good. Cutting it for firewood sounds great.”

“Agh! This annoying lifeform wants to cut my branch! I’ll swallow him!” The tree spirit that Lin Fan had his eye on roared furiously.

“Endure it! The Tree Emperor said we must endure!” The tree spirits communicated with each other. The chosen tree spirit, now almost in tears, finally gritted its teeth and said, “I’ll endure it…”

“This branch is good. I’ll cut it.” Lin Fan smiled calmly, swung his blade, and with a crack, tossed the branch to his feet.

“Agh! It hurts! This lifeform hurt me!” The unfortunate tree spirit cried out in pain.

“Brother, endure it! You must endure!”

The tree spirits encouraged each other. The tree spirit being targeted said, “Yes, this lifeform is powerful. Only after he enters the secret realm and gets injured can we finally swallow him.”

“Fine, I’ll endure it—for the sake of all of us!”

…

Time passed, second by second.

Each time Lin Fan cut a branch, the poor tree spirit would cry out in pain, and the surrounding tree spirits would encourage it to endure.

“Brothers, stop encouraging me. I’m already numb,” the poor tree spirit finally broke down, the pain nearly driving it senseless.

“About enough,” Lin Fan nodded calmly, then bent down, gathered the branches into his arms, and left.

“Brother, you finally endured it,” the surrounding tree spirits praised him.

“Hehe…”

The poor tree spirit, feeling its now bare body, was almost in tears. Once lush with branches and leaves, it was now just a trunk.

…

Crackling!

The flames roared as Lin Fan roasted an ancient beast over them.

Finding ancient beasts here was truly difficult. He had finally found one after a long search. It seemed the tree spirits here were quite domineering, swallowing all the ancient beasts.

“Master, I’ve finally found you.”

Just then, a brilliant golden light descended from the sky, and a voice Lin Fan least wanted to hear reached his ears.

“What the hell! Even you can find me here!”

Just as Lin Fan was about to enjoy his meal, a voice suddenly reached him.

“Bald monk! How the hell did you find me?” Lin Fan was speechless. Hidden this deeply, and still found—unbelievable.

“Master, I’ve been searching for you so hard. If I hadn’t heard a loud noise from here, I wouldn’t have known you were here,” said the Venerable Sakyamuni, who looked disheveled, especially with two large buns hanging from his chest, completely ruining his previous image of a holy monk.

“A loud noise?”

Thinking about it, Lin Fan wanted to hit himself. It must have been the noise from when he cut down the surrounding tree spirits. He hadn’t expected the bald monk to be so clever as to come check it out.

If he had known, he would’ve just entered the secret realm directly.

“What do you want? You agreed to the terms. I told you from the beginning, the consequences were on you,” Lin Fan said.

He already knew why the monk had come looking for him.

But the key point was—he himself didn’t even know how to reverse the “Black Tiger Steals the Heart” technique.

“Master, while that may be true, you did this to me. How am I supposed to face anyone now?” Venerable Sakyamuni was almost in tears.

Forget the pain—it was the chest that was the real problem. How could he ever show his face again? How could he continue to impress others?

“It’s not my fault! We were clear from the start. Do you or don’t you admit it?” Lin Fan replied.

“I admit it, but you didn’t have to do this to my chest!” Venerable Sakyamuni said, nearly in tears.

“How was I supposed to know? Maybe your chest is just sensitive and you had a second growth spurt,” Lin Fan said.

At this moment, Sakyamuni was almost ready to curse. Second growth spurt, my foot! He then stubbornly said, “I don’t care! You have to fix it!”

“I can’t fix it! I haven’t even fully mastered this technique myself,” Lin Fan replied.

“Then what should I do? I don’t care—I won’t leave you until you fix it,” Sakyamuni threatened.

“You’re being unreasonable! You were the one who insisted on taking the beating. Now that something’s wrong, you’re blaming me?” Lin Fan was helpless. This bald monk was just too stubborn.

“Master, please have mercy! My parents died early. I dedicated myself entirely to the races. If I’m ever killed by the ancient clans, how can I face my parents with this shameful body?” Sakyamuni was almost crying.

If heaven gave him another chance, he swore he would never show off again—because the cost was just too great.

As a heavenly prodigy of the Buddhist race and a holy monk, if the elders of the Buddhist race found out, for the sake of their reputation, they might actually kill him themselves.

“I really can’t fix it. But there is one method—if you’re willing,” Lin Fan said helplessly.

“I’m willing! I’m willing!” Sakyamuni agreed immediately without hesitation.

“Good. Then endure this.”

“What are you doing?” Sakyamuni had been overjoyed at first, but when he suddenly saw Lin Fan holding an axe, he was stunned.

“I’ll just cut off these two buns,” Lin Fan said seriously.

“What the hell!” Sakyamuni’s face changed drastically, and he couldn’t help but curse.

“Bald monk! You just swore!”

“Amitabha Buddha, forgive me, forgive me! But I don’t care! You did this to me, so you have to take responsibility. Otherwise, I’ll follow you forever!” Sakyamuni stubbornly declared.

“You… you…”

Lin Fan was helpless. This was a kind of crime too, apparently.