Chapter 491: Chapter 491

"Why so formal with me?"

Luo Fairy was truly intriguing—she even seemed a bit embarrassed. But how could that count as embarrassment? They hadn’t even spoken a few words, and she’d already gone straight to it, resting her fragrant shoulder against him. No one would be able to tolerate that.

Understandably, for Luo Fairy...

She could see it clearly.

Lin Fan was a dangerous man. If she were to be alone with him in a room, she might be devoured without even a scrap remaining.

Luo Fairy constantly admonished herself:

Keep everything trivial.

She must stay cautious at all costs.

"Brother Lin, there are many strong experts around, but they’ve all stopped here. What do you think lies within that barren mountain?" Xiang Fei asked softly. He had been observing the situation around them and also noticed how the Tianjiao’s gazes occasionally shifted their focus back to this area.

It wasn’t out of curiosity about them.

It was likely the arrival of Luo Fairy that drew their attention.

The Flower List Immortals were but a handful.

Among the Tianjiao of the Four Domains, who wouldn’t dream of winning the hearts of beauties?

Now seeing Luo Fairy with an unfamiliar man, it naturally provoked their curiosity.

A Tianjiao approached with a broad smile. "I didn’t expect to meet Luo Fairy here. She surely wouldn’t be unfamiliar with me, right?"

Xiao Sheng, with a paper fan in hand, carried himself gracefully and exuded extraordinary charisma. One glance was enough to discern his origins from a prestigious family.

Lin Fan compared Qin Yang to the other party, realizing there was indeed a gap between them. Qin Yang lacked the nobility’s aura and seemed more like the stereotypical brainless antagonist.

"Mr. Xiao." Luo Fairy recognized him and replied.

Xiao Sheng said, "Luo Fairy, why be so distant? I’d much rather you called me Sheng."

Qin Yang turned his head and bent over, pretending as though he was about to vomit.

Lin Fan wasn’t as exaggerated but could barely suppress his grin. Good heavens, "Sheng"? My word, how terribly awkward.

"Hmm?" Xiao Sheng frowned, folding his paper fan as he glanced, displeased, at Lin Fan and Qin Yang. But realizing Luo Fairy was present, he refrained from appearing too inelegant and asked with a smile, "Luo Fairy, why not introduce these friends of yours? Surely, anyone able to accompany Luo Fairy wouldn’t be ordinary folk."

Just as Luo Fairy was about to speak...

Qin Yang jumped in first: "Of course we’re not ordinary folk! I’m Qin Yang, direct descendant of the Immortal Venerable Family and known as Little Immortal Venerable Qin. This here is my elder brother, the infamous Hand Demon Madman Lin Fan. Luo Fairy is my Brother Lin’s, so I’d advise you to behave yourself and not court death, or even the heavens won’t be able to save you."

While speaking, Qin Yang’s expression was arrogant.

The Immortal Venerable aristocratic air radiated vividly.

Lin Fan felt the urge to pummel Qin Yang.

Fine, boast if you must.

But why the hell did you have to slap on the title "Hand Demon Madman"?

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Luo Fairy glared at Qin Yang.

Unfazed, Qin Yang responded, "Luo Fairy, there’s no need to be shy. Love between men and women is natural. My Brother Lin is excellent. You being with him—now that’s what I’d call fortune."

Xiao Sheng’s face darkened, and after a moment of thought, he immediately understood who this was. "Ah, so this is the so-called Immortal Treasure Expert, Qin Yang. I wondered who it might be, acting all arrogant. Immortal Venerable Family? And you think I’m not from one either?"

"As for this one here, forgive me for an unpleasant remark, but his conduct is truly disgraceful."

"How could Luo Fairy associate with people like you? It’s utterly demeaning to her reputation."

Qin Yang hadn’t anticipated Xiao Sheng to make such remarks and instantly retorted in irritation: "How dare you have such gall? I’m making a note of this—you’d better not grovel for mercy later."

"Absurd." Xiao Sheng glanced dismissively, unfazed, and then loudly proclaimed, "Fellow Daoists, take note! Look who I’ve encountered: Qin Family’s Little Immortal Venerable and the infamous Hand Demon Madman Lin Fan. Who would’ve thought they’d be here too?"

"Do you realize how truly reckless it is for you to be here? Don’t you know, offending Yaochi Fairy doesn’t require her to act—mere strangers will tear you to shreds."

The Tianjiao of heavens and earth turned their gazes toward them.

"He’s Hand Demon Madman Lin Fan?"

"Despicable! I’ve finally run into this bastard. I want his head for daring to take liberties with Yaochi Fairy."

"Don’t rush—his power is considerable. He has subdued numerous Tianjiao no weaker than us. He’s a formidable figure. Starting a conflict here might not be wise."

Xiao Sheng lifted his chin, his gaze slightly taunting Lin Fan, conveying an unmistakable message: So, are you angry? Well, too bad—even if you’re furious, what can you do? I, Xiao Sheng, am not someone you can touch as you please.

Qin Yang, knowing Brother Lin’s disposition, shot a glance at the seemingly idiotic Xiao Sheng.

"Brother Lin, what do you intend to do?" Qin Yang asked.

Lin Fan replied, "What do *you* think?"

"What else? Punch his lights out, naturally. Anything less wouldn’t be your style," Qin Yang said.

As soon as the words fell...

Lin Fan raised his hand, reaching toward Xiao Sheng. What seemed like an ordinary swipe gripped the heavens and earth within; immortal light burst forth, enveloping Xiao Sheng in an instant.

Xiao Sheng’s hair stood on end, shouting furiously, "You dare court death?"

He unleashed his Divine Skills, expelling chaotic energy imbued with torrential heavenly fire and boundless might. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on Nove1Fire.net

Lin Fan’s palm was laced with Demon Crossing Scripture. The scripture swirled, countless Heavenly Dao Buddhas chanting sutras, shaking the heavens. As his blow landed, the chaotic energy shattered instantly.

With a miserable cry, Xiao Sheng collapsed as an astonishing pressure crushed him, his knees bending and smashing into the ground.

"What nonsense," Lin Fan said.

Qin Yang stepped forward, bent over, and playfully patted Xiao Sheng’s face. "Listen up—don’t rely on your pedigree and hop about frivolously in front of others. Luo Fairy made her choice; she picked us. But you? You’re nothing but disruptive provocations. What’s the point?"

"Brother Lin has defeated far stronger than you. Where does that leave you, huh?"

Xiao Sheng felt an immeasurable humiliation, desperate to fight back. But the sutra suppressing his body rendered him immobile, as though his mana was sealed.

The onlooking Tianjiao twitched; such a display of raw power and dominance.

No matter his defeat, Xiao Sheng was still a member of the Immortal Venerable Family. And now, flattened before so many Tianjiao, his reputation would never recover—it was certain that anyone who saw Xiao Sheng in the future would recall this scene of him being subdued.

"Qin Yang, you’re courting death!" Xiao Sheng roared furiously.

Qin Yang leaned back slightly and patted his chest mockingly, "Oh, dear me, you’re so frightening. Behave yourself and keep kneeling—nobody cares about you."

He approached Lin Fan and raised a thumbs-up. "Brother Lin, savage!"

Brother Xiang spoke in a low voice: "Brother Lin, do tread carefully. After all, he is from the Immortal Venerable Family."

"Hmm." Lin Fan understood the implications well. With so many witnesses around, he wouldn’t kill Xiao Sheng—not unless he could challenge the Immortal Venerable Family head-on.

Luo Fairy frowned. It wasn’t Lin Fan’s actions that made her uneasy.

It was his alarming ability to provoke enmity.

Off to the distant Void...

The Young Emperor smiled as he looked down at the scene, softly commenting, "This Lin Fellow Daoist is truly impressive. While Xiao Sheng may not be top-tier, subduing him so effortlessly isn’t something anyone can do."

Beside him, an elder remarked, "Young Emperor, news just arrived: Mie Sheng from the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Gang recently clashed against Lin Fan at the Abyssal Rift."

The Young Emperor’s expression grew serious, "And the outcome?"

The elder answered, "The Destroying Life Immortal Sword was obliterated. Mie Sheng unleashed his strongest Divine Skill and fled."

Shock flickered across the Young Emperor’s face.

If it had been any other Tianjiao, he wouldn’t have reacted as much. But Mie Sheng was different; he was truly powerful. If nothing else, the faint ache lingering in the Young Emperor’s left arm ten years after their battle spoke volumes.

The result was still that the Young Emperor beat Mie Sheng like a dog.

If not for the intervention of Heavenly Gang and Earthly Gang experts, Mie Sheng would’ve been slashed to death.

The elder said nothing further.

But he understood now why the Young Emperor regarded Lin Fan so highly—it turned out Lin Fan really was extraordinary, unmatched even. Among Tianjiao, truly a rival equal to the Young Emperor’s stature.

Lin Fan noticed the gazes still directed their way and cupped his fist. "Fellow Daoists, do not focus overly on this matter. I, Lin Fan, am not one to stir trouble excessively. It’s simply that this individual was far too arrogant and overly confident in his strength."

"Instead, why not focus on investigating this site? Perhaps the opportunity of a lifetime awaits us all."

Lin Fan hadn’t intended to lock horns with every Tianjiao present.

That would be absurd.

Unless he had a death wish.

Even with his immense power, antagonizing so many Tianjiao at once would mean he’d have to flee. Besides, life in the Immortal Realm would be close to impossible afterward.

As Lin Fan finished speaking...

Most shifted their attention back to the seemingly barren mountain before them.

The site had arrested their movements for a reason.

Some claimed they had witnessed a Fire Phoenix falling here—but whether it was true or not remained unclear.

Feeling idle, Lin Fan approached Luo Fairy and asked, "What do you think?"

Luo Fairy replied, "Lin Fellow Daoist, aren’t you worried this will lead to relentless pursuit down the road?"

"Haha," Lin Fan laughed. "Luo Fairy, don’t jest. If fear of pursuit ruled me, should I just sit idly by while others leap around in front of me? You tell me, who could endure that?"

Luo Fairy remained speechless. She knew there was no point reasoning with him.

Clearly, Lin Fellow Daoist’s way of thinking differed slightly from ordinary people.

One look and it became clear.

Anyone keeping company with people like Qin Yang—how good could they be?

She wasn’t mistaken; the quiet individual who hadn’t spoken a word since their arrival was indeed a Tianjiao of Yin Immortal Mountain.

Yin Immortal Mountain...

A presence loathed by nearly all forces in the Immortal Realm.

Few were willing to have overly close dealings with Yin Immortal Mountain.

"Lin Fellow Daoist, now that we’re here, do you have no interest in the treasures this place may hold?" Luo Fairy asked.

Lin Fan replied, "Interest, naturally, I have. But nothing peculiar about this area has surfaced yet—I’m in no hurry. Better to let these Tianjiao take the lead; maybe they’ll carve out the path."

"Look... someone’s heading in."