Chapter 33 Grandpa Is Here…

Eh!

Lin Fan exclaimed in surprise. He had originally chopped up this Moon-Swallowing Demon Dog just to roast and fill his stomach, but he never expected it to drop a cultivation technique. How strange.

“Ding, discovered unranked technique ‘Black Tiger Steals Heart.’ Learn it?”

“Learn.”

Now that Lin Fan had left the Holy Demon Sect, one thing he regretted was having too much fun and forgetting to learn a few techniques. Although ‘Black Tiger Steals Heart’ was an unranked technique, with ‘Monkey Steals Peach’ as a precedent, Lin Fan believed that as long as he leveled it up, it would absolutely dominate heaven, earth, and air.

“Ding, learned ‘Black Tiger Steals Heart’ level one, experience (0/100).”

“‘Black Tiger Steals Heart’—a self-created technique by the riverside flower-plucker ‘Don’t Touch, Sir,’ who died at the mouth of a Moon-Swallowing Demon Dog.”

…

When Lin Fan saw the technique’s description, his expression shifted slightly. In the end, it turned out to be a lecher’s technique. What a damn shame.

But Lin Fan wouldn’t disdain the technique.

Because techniques are neither good nor evil; it depends on who uses them. Of course, Lin Fan always considered himself a righteous person who would never do anything evil.

After filling his stomach, Lin Fan tidied up and continued northward.

After Lin Fan left, a slightly smaller Moon-Swallowing Demon Dog leaped out from the grass.

The Moon-Swallowing Demon Dog sniffed the air and immediately let out a furious howl.

…

Along the way, Lin Fan encountered many fierce beasts, but he dispatched them all with a single sword stroke, gaining plenty of experience. In the process of killing these beasts, Lin Fan realized that leaving the Holy Demon Sect might have been a wise choice.

Leveling up in the Holy Demon Sect was difficult, but outside, with fierce beasts everywhere, the experience from killing them was not insignificant.

“Woof…”

“Woof…”

Just then, there was a stir in the grass. Lin Fan frowned and stopped. It seemed something was happening.

Thud, thud…

At that moment, a pack of Moon-Swallowing Demon Dogs emerged from the grass, snarling.

Looking at the Moon-Swallowing Demon Dogs blocking his path, Lin Fan had a rough idea: they were here for revenge. Moon-Swallowing Demon Dogs are nocturnal beasts, usually dormant during the day.

Now this large group of Moon-Swallowing Demon Dogs had blocked his way, apparently tracking him by scent.

“Woof—” At this moment, a slightly smaller Moon-Swallowing Demon Dog bared its fangs and glared at Lin Fan with hostility. The flame on its tail burned fiercely, scorching the ground beneath it black.

Seeing their eagerness for revenge, Lin Fan wanted to talk things over, but they gave him no chance. As soon as they met, they attacked, and the pack of Moon-Swallowing Demon Dogs pounced ferociously.

These Moon-Swallowing Demon Dogs were all within the third level of the Innate Realm. If Lin Fan hadn’t cultivated the ‘Indestructible Demon Body,’ he might have ended up dead today.

“Ding, killed Innate second-level Moon-Swallowing Demon Dog, experience +8000.”

“Ding, killed Innate first-level Moon-Swallowing Demon Dog, experience +5000.”

Lin Fan killed them one by one with his sword, quick and decisive, without any hesitation. Although the Moon-Swallowing Demon Dogs were numerous and hard to defend against, all their damage was converted into experience for the ‘Indestructible Demon Body.’

“Hey, don’t get too cocky…” Lin Fan flicked his longsword, cleaving a Moon-Swallowing Demon Dog in two.

But the Moon-Swallowing Demon Dogs fought more fiercely, refusing to retreat even after heavy losses.

“Ding, congratulations, ‘Indestructible Demon Body’ experience +1000.”

…

After Lin Fan had killed all the attacking Moon-Swallowing Demon Dogs, he let out a slight sigh.

“Why bother…”

“Ding, obtained Yellow-grade mid-rank technique ‘Immobile Emperor Fist.’ Learn it?”

“Learn.”

“‘Immobile Emperor Fist’—a technique of the Great Yan Imperial Court.”

“Ding, obtained Yellow-grade low-rank technique ‘Illusory Body Movement.’ Learn it?”

“Learn.”

“‘Illusory Body Movement’—a technique of the Great Yan Imperial Court’s Heavenly Academy.”

After wiping out this pack of Moon-Devouring Demon Hounds, Lin Fan obtained two cultivation techniques. It seemed that quite a few people from the Great Yan Dynasty had also died at the claws of these Moon-Devouring Demon Hounds.

Two days later, Lin Fan had been ambushed four times by Moon-Devouring Demon Hounds, and along the way he also encountered many kinds of ferocious beasts.

Having stepped into the Xiantian realm, Lin Fan finally understood the use of true essence. When executing the Illusory Body Technique and the Unmoving Imperial Fist, true essence was consumed. What troubled Lin Fan was that he didn't know how to quickly recover true essence; it only slowly returned to its optimal state during his daily rest.

In Lin Fan's view, the method for recovering true essence should be related to a mental cultivation method. It seemed he needed to find one when he had the chance.

Lin Fan had also gained a new understanding of the Moon-Devouring Demon Hounds: they were entirely a pack of vengeful beasts that never forgot a grudge.

Because of the Moon-Devouring Demon Hounds, Lin Fan's cultivation had also risen; he was now at the second level of Xiantian.

His true essence had doubled.

After three days, Lin Fan felt he should be close to leaving this dense forest, unsure if the end was the Great Yan Dynasty.

Lin Fan had no clear goal and didn't know what he wanted to do. His current thought was to improve his cultivation, and when he became formidable, return to the Holy Demon Sect to give his fellow disciples a huge surprise.

At this moment, Lin Fan was resting under a giant tree. Continuously using the Illusory Body Technique to travel consumed a great deal of true essence, but the effect was truly remarkable. Over the past few days, his speed with the Illusory Body Technique was ten times faster than his usual pace.

At the same time, the Illusory Body Technique had reached the fifth level, and the Unmoving Imperial Fist had reached the third level.

Boom, boom...

Just then, Lin Fan suddenly felt the ground violently tremble.

Startled, Lin Fan immediately stood up. Could something else be happening?

But the moment Lin Fan stood up, a vast and mighty wave of air surged over like a tidal wave.

"What the hell, what's going on?" Lin Fan was dumbfounded. Which great deity had unleashed such a fierce aura?

At that moment, Lin Fan saw the sky ahead turn gray, as if it were the end of the world.

Lin Fan wanted to turn and run, since it was better not to meddle in such a dangerous situation.

But curiosity killed the cat. Lin Fan thought that if he sneaked a peek, nothing would happen.

In the end, Lin Fan stealthily approached the front.

……

"Mo Yixuan, hand over the Seven Sacred Treasure Map and I'll spare your life."

At this moment in the sky, two figures chased each other, leaving desolation in their wake.

"Ha, I never expected the dignified twelve orthodox sects, the Linglong Sword Pavilion, to engage in murder and robbery." The pursued man in black sneered disdainfully but dared not linger.

"Hmph, the Seven Sacred Treasure Map was left by the Seven Sacred Ancestors. Leave it behind."

"The Other Shore."

Suddenly, a rosy glow appeared. The void ahead of the man in black rippled, and a stone bridge with an aura spanning the ages emerged from the void, cutting off his path.

"Hand it over." The one blocking the man in black was a woman of breathtaking beauty, her aura sacred and inviolable.

Mo Yixuan watched the woman warily, clutching an ancient scroll tightly in his hand.

"Ni Mantian, do you really want to fight to the death with me?" Mo Yixuan said.

"You're not even worthy?" Ni Mantian snorted coldly. "Sword Turns Reincarnation."

……

Lin Fan hid in the distance, watching the scene ahead with his jaw dropped. This was way too violent—if he went over there, he'd be torn to pieces.

But just then, something puzzling happened. The two seemed to have fought too fiercely and were both spent. The pair, who had been clashing with a crackling din moments before, now stood on the ground, motionless.

Even so, Lin Fan didn't dare go over.

Haha, Ni Mantian, the older the ginger, the hotter it is. Though you're a top genius of the Xuanhuang Realm, when it comes to actual combat, you're still too green." Mo Yixuan laughed, his face ashen.

Hmph, despicable." Ni Mantian said nothing, closing her eyes to heal her injuries.

Today, no one knows who'll end up dead. The Linglong Sword Sect's swordsmanship is the best in Xuanhuang—I, Mo Yixuan, admit that. But when it comes to healing, the Linglong Sword Sect is dead last in the world. Neither of us can move now. Let's see what you can do to me." Though Mo Yixuan was boasting, he too was desperately recovering.

And Lin Fan, who had been far off, had ears like the wind. None of the other words mattered—only one sentence was key.

Neither of you can move."

...

Can't move, huh..." Lin Fan muttered to himself, then his expression changed.

Holy crap, if they can't move, what's there to watch? Grandpa's coming!" Lin Fan's eyes lit up, and he bolted toward the two.