Accidentally invincible!
Chapter 302 - 0299: Fairy Sister...

Chapter 302: Chapter 0299: Fairy Sister...

After eating the fruit, Lin Fan understood why Ao Wudi was reluctant to leave.

It was indeed delicious.

Moreover, it had miraculous effects, serving as an invigorating tonic.

"This is truly a wonderful place. Senior Ao, no wonder you want to stay here and not leave," Lin Fan exclaimed.

Ao Wudi waved his hand and said, "The main reason is encountering someone like Brother Xiong. It’s been very enjoyable chatting with him."

Brother Xiong laughed heartily, echoing similar sentiments, agreeing that they felt an instant camaraderie. If they’d known each other earlier, life wouldn’t have been so dull.

"Brother Xiong, I’d like to ask you something. Would you mind explaining it to me?" Lin Fan inquired.

He was deeply curious about the Forbidden Land.

Here, divine medicines grew, and there were so many terrifying creatures—it was absolutely astonishing.

And the Forbidden Land was somehow connected to the outside world.

If these terrifying creatures left the Forbidden Land, they could undoubtedly cause chaos, possibly even change the current world order.

Yet, they all remained within the Forbidden Land.

This was puzzling.

"Please, ask whatever you wish," Brother Xiong replied.

Lin Fan asked, "What exactly is the Forbidden Land? Why are there so many divine medicines here? And last time, I encountered a fiery red pig senior who mentioned something about holding down some entity. What exactly is being suppressed here?"

Brother Xiong’s face, full of smiles earlier, grew solemn upon hearing this. After a pause, he slowly replied.

"I cannot tell you, but you need only understand that the Forbidden Land must not be disturbed. We all have a mission here, and what’s being suppressed is a terrifying entity—that’s all I can say."

Brother Xiong shook his head.

"Lin, don’t ask anymore. Despite my close bond with Brother Xiong, even I haven’t been told—how would he tell you?" Ao Wudi said.

So heartless.

How long had they known each other? To call themselves best friends already? Absolutely shameless.

The more mysterious something unknown is, the more it piques curiosity.

Lin Fan genuinely considered forcing an answer.

But he let it go upon contemplation.

Such crude methods were beneath someone like him, Lin Fan, known for his amiable nature.

Frankly speaking.

Brother Xiong was rather ferocious. If it came to a fight, Lin Fan would likely end up being pinned to the ground and mercilessly beaten without a chance to resist.

Several days later.

Lin Fan decided to leave the Forbidden Land. Obtaining divine medicine here meant facing off against terrifying creatures, yet some were not to be trifled with—some were unimaginably terrifying.

Encountering particularly formidable ones meant he could be beaten mercilessly.

Moreover, for now, he preferred not to provoke the creatures of the Forbidden Land. Who knew, someday they might all become friends.

"Brother Gong, I’m planning to leave. What about you—will you leave with me, or stay here with him?"

Lin Fan had spent his time in the Forbidden Land rather leisurely.

Brother Xiong was overly hospitable, his kindness verging on embarrassing—especially since they’d only just met and weren’t all that familiar. Such generosity was hard to handle.

Gong Mo had already embraced a decadent lifestyle, enjoying his comfortable days here. Moreover, reuniting with Ao Wudi had been reassuring.

"Lin, I’ll stay here," Gong Mo replied.

His reasoning was straightforward.

He planned to return with Ao Wudi.

Though the Forbidden Land was a bit dangerous, it felt much safer to him here.

And there was plenty to eat and drink.

"Senior Ao, Brother Xiong, I’ll take my leave now. Thank you, Brother Xiong, for your hospitality these past few days." Lin Fan cupped his hands respectfully.

Brother Xiong said, "Young Lin, why not stay a little longer? It’s rare to meet so many people in all these years."

Lin Fan politely declined, not staying in the Forbidden Land, and left promptly afterward.

He knew Ao Wudi wouldn’t give up.

Ao would undoubtedly take Gong Mo to continue searching for the Seven-Colored Mother Dragon.

Several days later.

At the entrance to the Forbidden Land.

A lone figure appeared at the threshold. Without lingering, he quickly left, transforming into a streak of brilliant light that vanished on the horizon.

Meanwhile, the Immortal Realm was experiencing upheaval recently.

Flying Immortal Mountain and Ao Wu Mountain were enraged.

The clan’s prodigies were inexplicably killed, and no one knew who was responsible. A bounty had been issued to find the perpetrator.

Based on investigations.

Their last known appearance was at the Forbidden Land’s entrance.

As Lin Fan exited the Forbidden Land, hidden observers sighted him and quickly sketched his portrait before disappearing.

Lin Fan noticed these individuals.

But he didn’t dwell on them.

He merely assumed they’d heard rumors about the Forbidden Land and came to court disaster by treasure hunting. Only inside the Forbidden Land could they truly understand the value of life.

Heavenly Treasure Pavilion.

Lin Fan returned, immediately sensing the air thick with wealth.

Ah!

What a seductive scent.

If he were a Demon Path follower, he might’ve already emptied out the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion. But as a disciple of the Immortal Dao Sect, his righteous spirit knew no bounds.

The roadside vendors were still hawking their goods.

Mysterious artifacts unearthed from ancient tombs.

A variety of peculiar items.

Lin Fan entered the shop. Mao Si, who had been serving other cultivators, saw him and immediately approached, smiling warmly.

"Master Lin."

To Mao Si, Lin Fan’s visits to the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion were always for one of two reasons: either evaluating divine medicines or selling items.

Inside the premier guest room.

"Manager Mao, how is the Pavilion Master’s health?" Lin Fan asked.

Mao Si replied, "Thank you for your concern, Master Lin. The Pavilion Master has recovered, thanks to your help. Otherwise, it would’ve been disastrous for the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion."

Curious, he then asked.

"Master Lin, are you here to sell something this time? Or perhaps another prodigy?"

What could possibly make Mao Si suspect he might be dealing in prodigies again?

Was he that kind of person?

No...

This had to be a misunderstanding.

As an Immortal Dao Sect disciple, could he even do such things?

"Of course not. Last time was just an accident. This time, I want the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion to auction something for me. Ten Divine Ability Fruits. After consuming one, cultivation that usually takes hundreds or thousands of years can reach peak mastery within mere months or a year," Lin Fan explained.

At first, Mao Si didn’t take it seriously, but suddenly his eyes widened.

"Master Lin, is what you’re saying true?"

He could hardly believe it.

As the manager of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, he had seen countless rare treasures, but the item Lin Fan described was unheard of.

Lin Fan took out ten Divine Ability Fruits, placing them on the table. "It’s absolutely true. I’ll leave this matter to the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion."

Mao Si stared at the ten fruits on the table.

He was lost in deep thought.

This was something truly extraordinary.

A wonder beyond imagination.

"Alright, rest assured, Master Lin. I’ll personally oversee this auction."

Auctioning such items would certainly cause ripples.

Just like the auction of divine medicines had before.

Lin Fan didn’t leave the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion immediately. He planned to stay until the auction concluded; the Spirit Stones would be used to refine an Immortal Treasure.

Ah!

Immortal Treasures truly devoured wealth.

For most, thoroughly refining one was practically impossible.

...

"Young Miss, the item Master Lin is auctioning was likely obtained from the Forbidden Land."

Mao Si reported the Divine Ability Fruit details to Huang Lier.

Since the Pavilion Master’s miraculous recovery, he had gone into seclusion.

All matters of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion were now managed by Huang Lier.

Huang Lier scoffed at Lin Fan’s actions. Despite warnings to avoid the Forbidden Land, he had secretly ventured inside.

"To fully master a Great Divine Power in such a short time—what a miraculous item."

"Only the Forbidden Land could produce such things."

Huang Lier was deeply intrigued by the Forbidden Land, as anyone would be.

Marvelous, mysterious, and astonishing.

Such epithets aptly described the allure of the Forbidden Land to any cultivator.

In the city.

Lin Fan wandered aimlessly, suddenly spotting a familiar figure.

The Demon Ancestor of the Red Dust Demon Sect.

"Mr. Xiang."

Seeing the Demon Ancestor chatting with a woman, Lin Fan approached eagerly.

His attention fixated entirely on the woman. Her face was obscured by a veil of mist, rendering her unrecognizable, yet her aura evoked an instinctive sense of awe.

Despite the hidden features, her posture was strikingly elegant; a number of cultivators nearby were sneakily stealing glances—some, losing grip on their emotions, even gulped audibly.

They seemed... rather captivated.

Seeing Lin Fan, the Demon Ancestor’s face instantly sank, his anger palpable.

"You..."

He looked as though he wanted to kill Lin Fan on the spot.

"It’s me. Long time no see. Demon Ancestor, you’re as dashing as ever. Just the other day, I divined that you would soon welcome a grandson into the world!" Lin Fan said with a grin.

"You..."

The Demon Ancestor was enraged. To him, this was a taunt and a deep humiliation.

The woman beside him watched the unfolding drama with amused interest.

"You’re a disciple of the Taiwu Immortal Sect," the woman said.

Her voice was crisp, melodious like a yellow warbler’s song, but carried the weight of dignity, revealing her distinguished status.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "Fairy Sister, yes, I’m a Taiwu Immortal Sect disciple. But I’ve always been curious—why does Fairy Sister conceal her face? Judging by your figure, which is flawless, these cultivators around us are staring at you like statues."

"I assume Fairy Sister’s face must be equally stunning. How about showing me? It would certainly give me something nice to think about."

This habit of teasing every girl he met seemed insurmountable for Lin Fan.

It was as though he couldn’t help himself—it simply wouldn’t do not to flirt a little.

The woman hadn’t expected this seemingly flippant Taiwu Immortal Sect disciple to make such cheeky remarks. Her face showed faint irritation.

"Fairy Sister, no need to be angry. Compliments shouldn’t anger anyone. What’s there to be upset about being told you’re beautiful? Or must someone call you ugly for it to please you?" Lin Fan continued.

Then, as if struck by a thought, he added, "Fairy Sister, be careful of this fellow beside you. Don’t be fooled by his serious demeanor. He’s as shady and treacherous as they come! Anyone who gets involved with him is destined for bad luck."

"Keeping your distance is undoubtedly wise."