Surprise!
Lin Fan exclaimed in astonishment. Originally, he had chopped up the Moon-Devouring Magic Hounds simply to roast and fill his stomach, but he never expected to obtain a cultivation technique from them. That was truly strange.
“Ding! Discovered a low-tier cultivation technique, ‘Black Tiger掏Heart.’ Learn it?”
“Learn.”
Lin Fan had just left the Holy Devil Sect and was filled with one regret—he had been too immersed in the excitement and forgotten to learn a few techniques. Although “Black Tiger掏Heart” was considered low-tier, Lin Fan had witnessed firsthand how effective “Monkey Steals Peach” could be. He believed that once he upgraded it, it would become powerful enough to dominate both heaven and earth.
“叮！Learned ‘Black Tiger掏Heart’ at level one, experience (0/100).”
“‘Black Tiger掏Heart’—a self-created technique by the infamous Jianghu womanizer, who eventually died at the hands of the Moon-Devouring Magic Hounds.”
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When Lin Fan saw the description of the technique, his face changed slightly. In the end, it turned out to be the skill of a notorious pervert. That was ridiculous.
But Lin Fan wouldn’t look down on the technique.
After all, techniques themselves are neither good nor evil—it depends on who uses them. Lin Fan always believed himself to be a righteous person who would never do evil.
After filling his stomach, Lin Fan tidied himself up and continued heading north.
After Lin Fan left, a smaller-sized Moon-Devouring Magic Hound leaped out from the bushes. It sniffed the air and then roared furiously.
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Along the way, Lin Fan encountered many ferocious beasts, but he cut them all down with a single sword stroke, gaining a lot of experience. During the process of slaying these beasts, Lin Fan realized that leaving the Holy Devil Sect might have been a wise decision.
Back at the sect, leveling up was extremely difficult. Out here, with wild beasts everywhere, defeating them offered substantial experience.
“Woof…”
“Woof…”
Just then, there was a rustling in the bushes. Lin Fan slightly furrowed his brows and stopped walking. It seemed something was happening.
Clomp… Clomp…
Suddenly, a group of Moon-Devouring Magic Hounds roared out from the bushes.
Seeing the hounds blocking his path, Lin Fan had a rough idea—they had come for revenge. Moon-Devouring Magic Hounds were nocturnal beasts, usually in a state of dormancy during the day.
Yet now, a large group had blocked his way, clearly having followed his scent.
“Woof!” At this moment, a slightly smaller Moon-Devouring Magic Hound bared its teeth, glaring at Lin Fan with intense hatred. Its flaming tail burned furiously, and the ground beneath it was pitch black.
Seeing their eagerness for revenge, Lin Fan wanted to have a serious talk with them, but the hounds gave him no chance. As soon as they saw him, they attacked, ferociously lunging forward.
The cultivation level of these Moon-Devouring Magic Hounds was all within the third stage of Innate. If Lin Fan hadn’t cultivated the “Indestructible Devil Body,” he might have actually perished here today.
“Ding! Killed a second-stage Innate Moon-Devouring Magic Hound, gained 8000 experience.”
“Ding! Killed a first-stage Innate Moon-Devouring Magic Hound, gained 5000 experience.”
Lin Fan slashed through them one by one, his strikes fast and decisive, without hesitation. Although the hounds were numerous and relentless, their damage was all converted into experience for the “Indestructible Devil Body.”
“Hey, don’t push your luck…” Lin Fan flicked his sword, slicing one hound in half.
The hounds grew fiercer as the battle continued, refusing to retreat even after suffering heavy losses.
“Ding! Congratulations, ‘Indestructible Devil Body’ gained 1000 experience.”
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After eliminating the entire pack of attacking Moon-Devouring Magic Hounds, Lin Fan let out a slight sigh.
“Why must it come to this…”
“Ding! Obtained mid-tier yellow cultivation technique ‘Immovable Emperor Fist.’ Learn it?”
“Learn.”
“‘Immovable Emperor Fist’—an imperial cultivation technique from the Great Yan Empire.”
“Ding! Obtained low-tier yellow cultivation technique ‘Mystic Body Arts.’ Learn it?”
“Learn.”
“‘Mystic Body Arts’—a cultivation technique from the Tianfu Academy of the Great Yan Empire.”
After defeating the Moon-Devouring Magic Hounds, Lin Fan obtained two cultivation techniques, indicating that many people from the Great Yan Empire had perished at the hands of these beasts.
Two days later, Lin Fan faced four ambushes by the Moon-Devouring Magic Hounds and encountered many other ferocious beasts along the way.
After reaching the Innate stage, Lin Fan finally understood the use of true energy. Both the “Mystic Body Arts” and the “Immovable Emperor Fist” consumed true energy. However, what troubled Lin Fan was that he had no idea how to quickly restore his true energy. It would only slowly replenish to its peak when he rested each day.
In Lin Fan’s view, the method of restoring true energy should be related to heart techniques. It seemed he would have to find one when the opportunity arose.
His understanding of the Moon-Devouring Magic Hounds had also changed. They were beasts that never forgot their vengeance.
Thanks to the hounds, Lin Fan’s cultivation had improved. He was now at the second stage of Innate, and his true energy had doubled.
Three days later, Lin Fan felt he was nearly out of the dense forest. He wondered if the end of this path would lead him to the Great Yan Empire.
Lin Fan didn’t have a clear goal or know exactly what he should do. His current plan was simply to increase his cultivation power and, when he was strong enough, return to the Holy Devil Sect to give his senior and junior brothers a huge surprise.
At this moment, Lin Fan was resting beneath a massive tree. After continuously using the “Mystic Body Arts” to travel, his true energy was heavily depleted, although the results were excellent. In recent days, his speed using the “Mystic Body Arts” was ten times faster than usual.
Meanwhile, the “Mystic Body Arts” had reached level five, and the “Immovable Emperor Fist” had reached level three.
Boom… Boom…
Suddenly, Lin Fan felt the ground violently shaking.
Startled, Lin Fan immediately stood up. Could something have happened again?
But the moment he stood up, a vast and mighty surge of energy, like rolling waves, rushed toward him.
“What the hell is going on?” Lin Fan was stunned. Whose aura was this, and why was it so powerful?
At this moment, Lin Fan noticed the sky ahead had turned pitch black, as if the end of the world had arrived.
He wanted to run away immediately, as such a dangerous situation was best avoided.
But curiosity killed the cat. Lin Fan thought to himself that taking a quick peek shouldn’t cause any problems.
Eventually, Lin Fan stealthily approached the scene.
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“Mo Yixuan, hand over the Seven Saints’ Treasure Map, and I’ll spare your life.”
At this moment, two figures soared through the sky, chasing each other, leaving a trail of desolation.
“Haha, I never thought the noble Linglong Sword Pavilion, one of the Twelve Orthodox Sects, would stoop to murder and robbery,” the pursued black-robed man sneered, though he dared not linger.
“Hmph! The Seven Saints’ Treasure Map was left by the Seven Saints’ ancestors. Hand it over!”
“Crossing the Bitter Sea!”
Suddenly, a ray of brilliant light flashed. The space in front of the black-robed man rippled, and an ancient stone bridge stretching through time materialized, blocking his escape.
“Hand it over!” A woman stood in the way. Her beauty was unparalleled, and her aura was sacred and untouchable.
Mo Yixuan warily eyed the woman before him, tightly gripping an ancient scroll.
“Ni Mantian, do you really want to fight to the death?” Mo Yixuan said.
“Do you even deserve that?” Ni Mantian coldly snorted. “Sword Reincarnation!”
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From a distance, Lin Fan was hiding and watching the scene unfold with wide eyes. This was too intense—if he approached, he would surely be killed.
But just then, something puzzling happened. The two seemed to have fought too fiercely and were now both exhausted. The two who had been clashing fiercely moments ago now stood motionless on the ground.
Even so, Lin Fan still didn’t dare to approach.
“Haha, Ni Mantian, experience wins out. Although you are among the top geniuses of the Xuanhuang World, when it comes to actual combat, you’re still too green,” Mo Yixuan laughed, his face pale.
“Hmph, despicable,” Ni Mantian didn’t speak but instead closed her eyes to heal.
“Who will come out on top remains to be seen. Although the Linglong Sword Pavilion’s sword techniques are the best in Xuanhuang, when it comes to healing techniques, they are among the worst in the world. Right now, neither of us can move. I’d like to see how you can deal with me,” Mo Yixuan boasted loudly while desperately trying to recover.
From afar, Lin Fan’s ears were as sharp as a wind-listening device. Most of their words weren’t important, but one phrase stood out.
“Neither of us can move.”
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“Can’t move, huh…” Lin Fan muttered to himself, then his expression suddenly changed.
“What the hell am I watching for if they can’t move! Here I come…” At this moment, Lin Fan’s eyes lit up, and he immediately sprinted toward the two figures.
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