Accidentally invincible!
Chapter 308 - 0305: A Bad Premonition

Chapter 308: Chapter 0305: A Bad Premonition

Qin Heng was a little panicked.

He had never seen such a scene before. Cultivation was supposed to be harmonious, with mutual respect among everyone, but who could have imagined that everything had changed.

The wild wind roared.

It blew with such force that his body swayed unsteadily, almost toppling over.

Where did this expert even come from?

Life is so beautiful—why ruin such a harmonious and wonderful existence?

The current battle was completely beyond their control.

Fang Jiuzhen was inwardly furious, but the opponent’s strength was too overwhelming, leaving him utterly powerless to resist.

At the same time.

He couldn’t help but wonder.

Who on earth was that copper figure?

And why had it appeared near the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect?

At this moment.

The man standing in mid-air showed no mercy, attempting to completely subdue the mysterious Copper Essence Man. A colossal palm descended from the heavens, covering the entire area, with terrifying currents boiling between his fingers.

Fang Jiuzhen’s robe fluttered uncontrollably.

He had no choice but to stand his ground, as retreating would inevitably cause an impact too catastrophic for the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect to withstand.

"Everyone, hurry back and hide indoors."

He immediately ordered the disciples to take cover, as an incredibly terrifying shock was imminent.

The people staying at the sect only practiced martial arts.

They were certainly not cultivators.

With their level of strength, how could they possibly withstand such a shock?

Their lives would likely be in grave peril.

When Lin Fan arrived at the scene, he immediately saw the Copper Essence Man in a rather battered state, and upon looking up, he noticed a young man already taking action.

Damn it!

He hadn’t expected someone to find their way to the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect.

"You’re asking for death, damn it." Lin Fan’s figure flickered and disappeared, reappearing directly behind the young man and slamming him to the ground with a single palm.

The young man was completely bewildered, unable to react. By the time he heard the sound, he could already feel a terrifying force pierce through him. The next moment, his entire body was smashed into the ground, and with a cry, he coughed up fresh blood.

"Who?"

"Exactly who are you?"

The young man climbed to his feet, his complexion pale. When he was struck, a glow had flashed across his body, followed by a cracking sound, as if something had shattered.

Looking down, he saw his inner armor already broken, the shards scattered on the ground, glaringly conspicuous.

It was his lower-grade Dao Artifact armor.

Considering the earlier blow, if not for the protection of the Dao Artifact armor, he’d likely have been crushed into pulp.

"Disciple..."

Fang Jiuzhen saw the figure and realized it was his disciple who had returned—but wait, the whole situation suddenly seemed off. How had his disciple become so strong?

This seemed odd indeed.

"Master, don’t panic. I’ll handle this brat." Lin Fan said.

Then he turned to face the opponent.

[Xiao Chen: Longevity Seventh Level, Three Calamities, Six Tribulations Realm.]

[Possible drops: ...]

[Note: With my status, who would dare to touch me.]

The drops looked promising.

Judging by the note, it was clear this guy held some level of standing—but how unfortunate. Regardless of whether others would dare take him on, Lin Fan certainly wasn’t going to back down.

At this moment, Xiao Chen glared angrily at Lin Fan, roaring, "Do you have any idea who I am? How dare you attack me? My father is the Sect Leader of the Immortal Dao Great Sect Shenxiao Sect, and you..."

Before he could finish his sentence.

Lin Fan instantly appeared in front of him, grabbed his head with one hand, and then punched him hard in the stomach. Crying out once more, Xiao Chen vomited blood again, his eyeballs nearly popping out.

So strong.

Incredibly strong.

He was utterly incapable of resisting.

Lin Fan didn’t kill him.

To Lin Fan, killing someone with weaker cultivation meant abysmally low drops—not worth it, not at all.

Just now, Xiao Chen had revealed his identity.

The son of the Sect Leader of the Immortal Dao Great Sect Shenxiao Sect—his status and standing were obviously considerable, which meant he should fetch a hefty price.

Although Lin Fan wasn’t the type to do such things.

When emotions ran high, some things couldn’t be helped.

Unconcerned about Xiao Chen’s inner thoughts.

Lin Fan directly threw him into the Universe Tripod for suppression, planning to pass by the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion soon to auction him off.

Lin Fan glanced at the Copper Essence Man, deep in thought.

It seemed this artifact had drawn the opponent’s attention.

Yet, he had instructed the Copper Essence Man to remain hidden, so how had it been discovered? This was puzzling.

"Master, it’s okay now. Everything’s been dealt with." Lin Fan said.

It had been a while since he came to the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect. If not for the Copper Essence Man’s detection, he wouldn’t have known something like this had occurred.

Fang Jiuzhen breathed a sigh of relief but quickly grew puzzled. "Disciple, what happened to you out there that made you so strong?"

It was impossible for him not to be astonished.

If he hadn’t witnessed Lin Fan’s actions firsthand, he would find it unimaginable that his disciple’s strength had reached such a terrifying level.

"Master, it’s a long story. During my travels, I faced life-and-death situations repeatedly. To put it into words would be to recount events unimaginable."

"Each time I recall those experiences, my heart trembles with fear. I dare not think about it. Truly, I dare not."

Lin Fan exhibited a look of terror, as if surrounded by a group of ill-intentioned big men.

Despite saying so much.

He only expressed his inner terror.

And avoided mentioning his past experiences.

"Then don’t think about it. I won’t press you further," Fang Jiuzhen said.

He couldn’t fathom his disciple’s ordeal, but if he imagined boldly, he was certain it was extremely dangerous.

Lin Fan nodded quietly. Not asking was better; his journey of cultivation defied simple explanation.

It could only be described as domineering along the way.

Lightning and sparks—it was something extraordinary.

Within the sect.

Qin Heng looked at Lin Fan with a peculiar gaze, as though someone had surpassed him while he wasn’t paying attention, leaving him no chance to catch up.

Adored by the Sect Leader.

Strength greater than his own.

Apart from Lin Fan’s prolonged absence, Qin Heng’s opportunity to stay beside the Sect Leader was practically his only edge.

"Brother Lin, how long do you plan to stay this time?" Qin Heng proactively greeted him, wanting to gather information. As long as Lin Fan didn’t stay long, he still had a considerable chance.

Lin Fan glanced at Qin Heng and discovered something intriguing.

His inner strength had reached 102 years.

The last time they met, it had been 101 years—he hadn’t expected Qin Heng to have made a breakthrough.

Odd.

Did Qin Heng experience some kind of opportunity?

But that couldn’t be it.

If he had, there’s no way it would be this meager. After all this time, his inner strength had barely increased.

Could it be unique to the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect?

But the other disciples had all capped at one hundred years of inner strength without further progress.

"How long do you want me to stay here?"

Lin Fan asked with a smile. Naturally, he understood Qin Heng’s intentions—he really couldn’t fathom Qin Heng’s thought process.

Seeing Lin Fan’s faintly smiling expression, Qin Heng certainly couldn’t admit, "I hope you just grab lunch and immediately go out to train again."

"Of course, the longer the better! We entered the Immortal Sect together, after all, so the bond between us is undeniable."

What bond?

Back then, Qin Heng was unable to join the Immortal Sect due to lacking a Spirit Root. In his desperation, he wanted to kill himself, but being unable to go through with it, he asked Lin Fan for help.

Unfortunately...

Lin Fan had taken a moment too long to act, giving Qin Heng time to reflect and realize how terrifying death was—better to live on after all.

If Lin Fan had acted faster.

Qin Heng wouldn’t be here today.

"Disciple, earlier he claimed his father is the Sect Leader of Shenxiao Sect. Do you think this will cause trouble?" Fang Jiuzhen asked, clearly worried. He had heard of the sect—a prominent Immortal Dao Great Sect. Now that his disciple had subdued the Sect Leader’s son, if word got out, they would face serious consequences.

Lin Fan blinked, "Master, did he say his father is Shenxiao Sect’s Sect Leader? I don’t think he mentioned that."

"But I was certain I heard him say it!" Fang Jiuzhen exclaimed.

Lin Fan replied, "You must have misheard. He didn’t say that at all. Besides, as the son of an Immortal Dao Great Sect Leader, wouldn’t he have experts guarding him? I think he’s just a fraud."

After all, Lin Fan intended to sell Xiao Chen.

If Fang Jiuzhen confirmed Xiao Chen’s identity, things would become complicated, possibly terrifying.

Not everyone shared Lin Fan’s daring courage.

Several days later.

Lin Fan left the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect.

He had no reason to stay. Moreover, he enhanced the Copper Essence Man, infusing it with stronger mana to elevate its cultivation level further.

No matter what.

It was, after all, a middle-grade Dao Artifact—it shouldn’t be so lackluster.

But there was nothing he could do.

Without the kind of Divine Skills possessed by entities like the Celestial Corpse Demon.

What Lin Fan didn’t know was...

The Shenxiao Sect’s Sect Leader was perplexed. He had sent his son to the Taiwu Immortal Sect to deliver a message, yet the son had not returned even now—a strange development.

Perhaps the boy had been distracted and forgotten the mission?

When Lin Fan returned to the Taiwu Immortal Sect.

He learned of a shocking situation.

One month earlier, an Inner Sect disciple dispatched by the Sect Leader to the mortal realm entered the Demon Pit and never came out.

No one knew whether they were alive.

Not a single bit of information had surfaced.

Moreover, the Sect Leader had since sent True Disciples to investigate.

This gave Lin Fan an ominous feeling.

According to standard patterns.

The first wave of dispatched Inner Sect disciples had likely met ill fate.

And now, with True Disciples being sent, the situation bore a grim forecast—this was escalating from smaller fry to middle-tier talents, with only the seniors left as the final resort.

Such decisions seemed utterly foolish.

Lin Fan swiftly departed from the Taiwu Immortal Sect, heading straight for the mortal realm.

The situation at Kunyu Mountain had been suppressed earlier. Demons were bound to have other plans, likely targeting the mortal realm now.

Mortal Realm, Imperial Dynasty.

When Lin Fan arrived at the Demon Pit, he found it pitch black, its interior so dark that not even shadows were visible, with turbid air emanating from within.

"Hmm, something feels off here," Lin Fan muttered as he carefully examined the area, not letting his confident cultivation lead him to reckless actions. Instead, he circled around the pit.

After completing a lap.

He still couldn’t discern anything unusual about the place. Frustrated, he cursed under his breath and jumped in, mana protecting his body in case of unexpected danger.

He activated his innate divine ability: Heat Perception.

Immediately, he detected dim red strands of light around him.

They seemed to belong to some sort of creature.

Perhaps insects native to this pit.

After a long while.

His feet touched solid ground at last. Feeling the stability beneath his feet gave him the most comfort. Gradually, his vision adjusted, allowing him to see distant scenes more clearly.