Chapter 28: What the Hell Can You Do?

Under Yin Mochen's astonished gaze, Lin Fan leaped onto the stage with grace, chest out and head held high, while cupping his hands in salute to the fellow disciples below.

This feeling of being watched by thousands was really quite nice; no wonder so many people were willing to show off.

The outer disciples below, upon seeing someone step onto the stage, inwardly gave him a thumbs-up. But some disciples, when they saw who it was, were stunned, and their excited faces even showed a hint of fear.

"Peach-stealing fiend."

To some outer disciples, the peach-stealing fiend was a nightmare. Every disciple who had experienced the peach theft was terrified; even without seeing him, just hearing his voice made their crotch tighten.

Below the stage, an outer disciple hid in the crowd, staring coldly at Lin Fan.

Han Lu looked at Lin Fan, who was all smiles on the stage, and rage burned in his heart. In the Holy Demon Sect, he held no grudges against anyone except Lin Fan.

Having ruined his plans multiple times, Han Lu harbored this grudge deeply.

But for Han Lu now, it was not yet time for revenge. His only goal at present was to quickly improve his cultivation.

What took others months to achieve, Han Lu could accomplish in just days.

By chance, Han Lu discovered that soaking a Spirit Gathering Pill in Immortal Fat Dew overnight could enhance its quality. This discovery shocked him. Since then, relying on the enhanced pills, his cultivation had soared, and he was now at the fifth level of the Houtian realm.

With this method of improving pill quality, Han Lu was confident he could break through to the sixth level of Houtian within a month.

Within half a year, he would surely reach the Xiantian realm and become an inner disciple.

At that moment, Lin Fan stood on the martial stage, facing the inner disciple before him, and clasped his hands. "Outer disciple Lin Fan requests the senior brother's guidance."

Lin Fan kept wondering about one thing: were all good-looking people highly cultivated?

This inner disciple senior brother had a face like jade, red lips and white teeth, and was as graceful as a tree in the wind—in modern times, he would be the oppa in countless girls' hearts.

"What is your cultivation level..." Inner disciple Yu Feng asked calmly, but inwardly frowned, unable to see through this junior brother's cultivation.

"Reporting to senior brother, this junior is at Half-Step Xiantian." Lin Fan knew that because of his system, others couldn't see his cultivation, but Lin Fan was open and honest, never playing the pig to eat the tiger, so he didn't bother hiding his cultivation.

Yin Mochen, standing below the stage, was so shocked by Lin Fan's words that he couldn't speak.

How is this possible? Junior brother is at Half-Step Xiantian? This... this...

Han Lu, whose expression had been calm, suddenly changed. He hadn't expected this guy to be at Half-Step Xiantian; the gap between them was too great.

But with a shift in thought, Han Lu suppressed the deep disappointment. This guy must be the son of a powerful figure, raised with precious medicinal herbs from childhood, which is why his cultivation was so high.

Having found a reason for himself, Han Lu's heart calmed again.

Because he believed that with the Jade Vase, he would one day trample Lin Fan underfoot.

"Hmph, Houtian is Houtian; there's no such thing as 'half-step.' Without entering Xiantian, you'll never be Xiantian. This 'Half-Step Xiantian' is just a term used by common mortals." Yu Feng frowned and scolded sternly. In front of these outer disciples, Yu Feng put on quite a show.

Every year, Yu Feng would knock these overambitious outer disciples down a peg. In his eyes, they were like frogs at the bottom of a well, ignorant of the vastness of heaven and earth, easily getting smug with a little cultivation.

Lin Fan glanced at him. 'Half-step my ass, the awesome system says it's Half-Step Xiantian; can the system be less awesome than you?' But Lin Fan was tactful and naturally wouldn't argue with the senior brother. After all, he didn't come up here for nothing; if he didn't gain something, he'd be at a loss.

With so many spectators now, long-term cultivation of the 'Indestructible Demon Body' might not be feasible. But if he could steal a peach, he'd hit the jackpot.

A Xiantian seventh-level expert! If he could steal the peach of a Xiantian seventh-level monkey, he'd be over the moon.

But for now, Lin Fan still had to put on a show; otherwise, judging by this inner senior brother's attitude, he might not let him off.

"A word from senior brother is worth more than ten years of cultivation. This junior will keep it in mind." Lin Fan cupped his hands and nodded in response.

"Mm." At this moment, Yu Feng nodded with satisfaction. The lad was teachable; it was good that he could admit his mistakes and correct them.

"Alright, since you're at the ninth level of Houtian, I'll use the same cultivation level as you. You've been an outer disciple for a long time, so you must be well-versed in the outer sect's techniques. Use the outer sect technique 'Seven Demon Palm Technique' to attack me, and I'll give you some pointers." Yu Feng said.

Yu Feng was quite accomplished among the inner disciples, and in terms of talent and comprehension, he was considered a genius in the sect. In three years as an outer disciple, he had gone from an ordinary person to the Xiantian realm, and he was also thoroughly familiar with the outer sect's techniques. The 'Seven Demon Palm Technique' was a mandatory outer sect technique because it was easy to understand and quite powerful, but few could master it completely. Yu Feng was one of the disciples who had mastered it.

"Hmm, why aren't you attacking?" Yu Feng saw that the outer disciple was still standing there and asked with some displeasure.

"Senior brother, I don't know that technique." Lin Fan said helplessly.

"You're an outer disciple of the Holy Demon Sect, and you don't know this technique?" Yu Feng was stunned, looking at Lin Fan in disbelief. "Then you must know the 'Green Wood Sword Qi Art.'"

Lin Fan stood there scratching his head, a bit embarrassed. "Senior brother, I don't know that one either..."

At this moment, the outer disciples below burst into laughter.

This was the first time they had seen such a situation. Both techniques that Senior Brother Yu Feng mentioned were ones they had dabbled in; they were relatively easy Yellow-grade low-level techniques. They couldn't believe Lin Fan didn't know them. It was hilarious.

Yu Feng was also getting annoyed with Lin Fan, his expression darkening as he looked at him.

"Then what the hell can you do?" Yu Feng had lost all hope for this junior brother. If he couldn't even do such simple mandatory techniques, what use was he?

Hearing Yu Feng's question, Lin Fan was now too embarrassed to answer.

This 'Monkey Steals the Peach' was really hard to say out loud.

"Alright, don't say anymore. Come on." Yu Feng didn't want to say anything more.

"Yes, senior brother." Lin Fan nodded, then walked forward step by step, and suddenly let out a loud roar.

"Senior brother, take this move: Heaven-Destroying, Earth-Annihilating, God-Slaying, Buddha-Killing." Lin Fan charged forward with overwhelming momentum, like an unstoppable army.

Yu Feng watched Lin Fan charging at him and shook his head inwardly. Full of flaws, no real momentum. He prepared to extend a finger to break the attack.

But just as he got close to Yu Feng, Lin Fan suddenly changed his approach.

"Monkey Steals the Peach."

"Hmph." Yu Feng snorted coldly. A petty trick; he was deeply disappointed.

But at that moment, Yu Feng's expression changed. He suddenly realized that this move left no room to escape.

How is this possible?

Although Yu Feng had suppressed his cultivation to the ninth level of Houtian, his cultivation foundation remained. Yet this ordinary move seemed impossible to counter.

He was a dignified inner disciple at the seventh level of Xiantian; how could he be broken by this?

It was impossible.

"Chaotic Origin Nine Revolutions."

In that instant, Yu Feng shifted his stance and struck Lin Fan with a palm.

Just as Lin Fan was about to succeed, he felt a heavy blow to his chest, but it didn't faze him.

"Ding, congratulations! 'Indestructible Demon Body' experience +6000."

Lin Fan patted his chest. What technique was 'Chaotic Origin Nine Revolutions'? Just now, Yu Feng couldn't dodge his 'Monkey Steals the Peach,' but in an instant, he shifted and struck his chest with a palm.

It seemed that having more techniques was always beneficial. After successfully stealing the peach this time, he definitely needed to learn a few more techniques.