Chapter 512: Chapter 512

Shoot once, change places—that’s what Lin Fan had in mind. The so-called guerrilla tactics were the fruit of countless martyrs’ experiments.

[Chaos Secret Realm Accumulation: Two thousand years of mana.]

A single opening of the Secret Realm draws in nearly a hundred Immortals, yet it only accumulates two thousand years of mana.

And these two thousand years of mana are already the result after subtracting what the Realm itself consumes to operate.

This was a failed experiment. If it had been better planned beforehand, the harvest wouldn’t have been so small. At the very least, it should’ve yielded four to five thousand years of mana.

Of course, part of the reason was also that no prodigies had entered. If there were prodigies, the mana emitted during their battles would be far more terrifying. But this Secret Realm was so obscure, and the Immortal Treasures inside were sparse; the truly valuable ones, he was reluctant to place inside.

What if he encountered a ruthless person who snatched the treasure and left directly? Even if Lin Fan tried to stop them, he wouldn’t be able—might as well dig his own grave.

Thus, for the sake of his own safety and interests—

Sometimes, you can’t come across as too confident.

Or else, it might be too late for regret.

Qin Yang asked, "Brother Lin, how’s the situation? Everything smooth?"

He hadn’t had any direct contact with the Chaos Secret Realm, so he didn’t know what benefits it might bring. But he knew Brother Lin wouldn’t do anything without value.

Just the act of opening the Realm and willingly using treasures to bait people—this already showed that there were definite benefits involved. Lin Fan wouldn’t act otherwise.

"Smooth. There’s some harvest. Just as I mentioned earlier, your path to greater strength begins here. Your lives are about to ascend to their peaks. Don’t you feel excited?" Lin Fan said with a smile, noticing Qin Yang and Xiang Fei’s sharp judgment—they truly had perceptive eyes, able to see through reality.

From the start, they teamed up with him to ascend toward the pinnacle of life.

Qin Yang stared at Lin Fan in bewilderment.

Honestly, he didn’t feel excited at all—in fact, he felt baffled. If possible, he’d love to crack open Lin Fan’s head to see where his so-called excitement was coming from.

"Brother Lin, I know you’re excited, and I’m genuinely happy for you. But as for me being excited—if it were in the past, I might’ve pretended just to go along with you."

"But now that we’re so familiar, I won’t lie to you. I honestly find it very hard..."

"Brother Xiang, stop staring silently. Say something!"

Qin Yang had already risen to his feet. Back when he faced prodigies, he’d never dared to act up—even at most, he could only deliver some snarky remarks. But ever since following Lin Fan and obtaining precious treasures, it was as if titanium alloy knee braces had been fixed to his legs—he’d truly risen up.

"I feel the same way," Xiang Fei said.

Lin Fan thought it through as well. The two of them were unfamiliar with the Chaos Secret Realm and hadn’t yet experienced substantial benefits—it made sense they couldn’t feel it.

There was no way around it.

He split the Realm’s accumulated two thousand years of mana in half and infused it directly into their bodies.

Qin Yang and Xiang Fei’s expressions drastically changed, as though they’d seen a ghost. They looked stunned, having just felt mana flow into their bodies, rapidly boosting their strength.

"Brother Lin, this..."

They both looked at Lin Fan simultaneously. This transformation—the only possible source was Brother Lin. What else could it be?

Lin Fan explained, "Now you feel it, right? This is the benefit of this treasure. The more Immortals enter and fight inside, the overflow of mana will be absorbed—eventually empowering us directly."

"So, when I say this can help propel you to the pinnacle, it’s no baseless claim—it’s grounded in reality."

The Chaos Secret Realm was indeed a treasure.

If someone else got this kind of treasure, they’d dare not tell a soul—afraid of others coveting it. But as far as Lin Fan was concerned—seriously, can this even be called a treasure? Compared to his "little assistant," it was far inferior. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on N0velFire.ɴet

Not only did he have to place treasures inside, but he also had to attract people to venture into it.

It was practically a business model.

Thinking of his little assistant—a godlike companion—if he weren’t a righteous adherent of the Immortal Dao, indiscriminately slashing everyone he met and looting their dropped items, he’d skyrocket in no time.

Though he envied that kind of life.

Still... I’m a good person.

"Brother Lin, this treasure is absolutely extraordinary!" Qin Yang exclaimed excitedly. He had so much he wanted to say but found himself suddenly at a loss for words—unable to express it fully.

Xiang Fei, usually composed, couldn’t stay calm anymore.

This matter had entirely exceeded his understanding.

Lin Fan responded indifferently, "That’s why how many people can be drawn in depends on you two. This isn’t just my responsibility—it concerns both of you."

Managing the Secret Realm alone was far too exhausting.

Pulling these two in would save him a lot of trouble.

"Don’t worry, Brother Lin. I’ve got this covered. I, Qin Yang, might not excel at many things—but attracting Immortals into the Secret Realm? That’s a skill I absolutely have." Qin Yang pounded his chest, promising wholeheartedly.

As long as people entered the Realm and fought, the mana would increase—how ridiculously dominant was this?

If they didn’t cherish such an opportunity—

That would truly be asking for divine punishment and lightning strikes!

The Secret Realm near Heaven and Earth City was utterly insignificant. For the Immortals entering, it seemed mystical indeed—but for the rest, it was entirely obscure and unnoticed.

Even if you told others there was a Secret Realm in Heaven and Earth City—

They might say, "Get lost, you’re bluffing again."

"This South Ridge area sure is chaotic. You tell me—how many times have we acted out of justice on this journey?" Lin Fan sighed. He loved drawing swords to aid in troubled situations. But after doing it repeatedly, he started feeling wearied.

The mental fatigue—who could understand?

"Thirteen times," the little girl chimed in.

Lin Fan patted her on the head, feeling gratified, "Indeed, our little girl is sharp-minded enough to remember my heroic deeds. You’re absolutely right—thirteen times in total."

Qin Yang interjected, "Eight of those were to save ladies."

"But they were ugly," Lin Fan retorted.

He knew what Qin Yang implied but refused to accept it. What kind of nonsense was it to suggest saving someone was contingent on their being a lady? Chivalry transcends such definitions.

Swear to the heavens—

He harbored not a single inappropriate thought.

To face accusations so groundless—it disgusted him deeply.

From the distance came a voice.

"Senior Sister, Senior Sister, wait for me..."

The sound, like a skylark’s song, was melodious. Though Lin Fan hadn’t yet seen the speaker’s appearance, the voice alone was enough to suggest the lady was undoubtedly beautiful. Even if she wasn’t a Flower List Immortal, she’d likely still be stunning.

"Let’s go check it out. Maybe someone needs help." Lin Fan suggested.

Qin Yang’s eyes brightened, "From the sound of this voice, not ordinary at all—mark my words, she’s definitely a beauty. From her tone, she seems somewhat flustered."

"I’d wager she’s run into trouble."

"Brother Lin—what do you say we should do?"

Though he posed the question to Lin Fan, his intentions were crystal clear. The gleam in his gaze betrayed his real thoughts entirely.

"When facing injustice, draw your blade to help," Lin Fan said solemnly.

"Exactly. You’re spot on—we go!" Qin Yang affirmed.

Xiang Fei watched them for a moment, unsure what to say. Suddenly, he noticed the little girl’s expression turning odd—a hint of anger in her eyes as she stared at Qin Yang.

Was she actually contemplating hammering Qin Yang to death?

A young, lively, and adorably charming girl ran forward as if chasing someone. But in her haste, she tripped over a stone and fell to the ground.

The girl let out a delicate cry—utterly adorable.

"Miss, are you alright?"

Lin Fan appeared before her and helped her up. Then, noticing dust on her clothes, he instinctively reached out, intending to brush it off for her.

But just as he moved to do so, the little girl clung tightly to his waist, looking up at him with a determined expression.

Lin Fan’s heart skipped a beat.

He felt an ominous premonition. Little girl, I’m your master—don’t look at me . You’re making me nervous!

Qin Yang seized this moment, dashing over swiftly to offer to dust off the young lady’s clothes. Despite the girl not resembling the Flower List Immortals, her overall appearance was still remarkable.

But alas, he missed his chance.

The girl cleaned herself instead. However, as she glanced at Lin Fan and the others, a flicker of unease crossed her face—almost as though she were scared.

After all, the instant she fell—

A group of men mysteriously appeared around her, extending their hands. It was downright alarming.

"Miss, are you alright? Let me take a look." Qin Yang couldn’t contain his admiration upon seeing how adorable she was. How could she fall and not be supported?

At this moment, Qin Yang extended his sinful hand, pretending to carefully examine her for injuries—but in truth, just wanting to get close.

The young lady’s expression turned panicked, and she cried out, "Senior Sister, help! I’ve encountered bad people!"

"Miss, don’t shout—I’m not a bad guy, I’m a good person!" Qin Yang awkwardly replied. For goodness’ sake—me, Qin Yang, exuding unmatched charm, could I ever be mistaken for a villain? This girl’s judgment of character really needed work.

A voice boomed from afar.

A streak of brilliant immortal light shot through the air, aimed squarely at Qin Yang. Faced with this attack, Qin Yang felt exasperated. My heavens—is this really necessary? I already clarified I’m not a bad guy, but here comes trouble!

Rather than fight back, Qin Yang decisively dodged. For him, attacking another lady was downright improper.