Mortal Cultivator: Lin Tianzun

Chapter 145 Recovery and Chance Encounter

Time flies like a white horse passing by, and a year has passed quietly in the blink of an eye.

During this year of recuperation, Lin Fan successfully repaired several broken meridians with the help of rare healing pills made from thousand-year-old elixirs.

The other minor injuries on his body had long since recovered, and his previously severely damaged spiritual consciousness had also fully returned to its peak state.

Recalling the fight with the Nascent Soul cultivator Wang Tiangu, Lin Fan still felt a lingering fear.

The battle was incredibly difficult, each step treading on thin ice, fraught with danger. At one point, he teetered on the brink of life and death; a single misstep would have utterly destroyed him, dissipating into thin air between heaven and earth.

However, desperate situations often conceal great opportunities. On the brink of life and death, Lin Fan's past life's novels and some of his spiritual cultivation concepts flooded back to him.

In his consciousness, he integrated these concepts and applied them to other areas, and unexpectedly comprehended the astonishing supreme sword intent - "Sword Intent of Destruction"!
In the long river of the laws of the Three Thousand Great Daos, although the law of destruction has not reached the supreme position, its destructive power is unrivaled, making countless practitioners terrified.

After comprehending the "Sword Intent of Destruction", Lin Fan's thinking became more active, and sparks of thought kept colliding in his mind.

He was bold in innovation, skillfully combining the fierce attack of the inhuman sword technique "Sword Twenty-Three" that directly penetrates the space of consciousness with the supreme realm of swordsmanship "Sword of Destruction" and the secret method of soul attack "Sword of God-Slaying and Soul-Severing", and finally created an unparalleled supreme magical power - the Instant Eternal Sword!

This instantaneous Eternal Sword was truly heaven-defying. Lin Fan was only at the Core Formation stage, yet with this magical power, he could easily kill a Yuanying stage cultivator.

You know, the gap between realms in the world of cultivation is as huge as a chasm, but the Instant Eternal Sword breaks this iron rule and turns the impossible into possible. It is well-deserved to be called a heaven-defying magical power.

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Lin Fan raised his hand to pat the dust off his body, stood up quickly, and prepared to return to the camp of the Seven Factions Alliance.

At the entrance of the cave, the guarding fire phoenix keenly sensed that Lin Fan had woken up, and instantly became energetic. It flapped its wings and trotted forward, rubbing its head affectionately against the corner of Lin Fan's clothes, looking like a spoiled and lovable person.

Seeing this, Lin Fan's mouth corners unconsciously rose. He slowly squatted down, raised his hand and gently stroked the feathers on the Fire Phoenix's forehead, his movements gentle and soothing.

Huo Feng narrowed his eyes, looking very comfortable, enjoying the caress to the fullest.

The man and the beast played for a while before Lin Fan raised his hand and patted the spirit beast bag. With a flash of light, the fire phoenix obediently went in and disappeared.

After checking to make sure nothing was missed, Lin Fan walked out of the cave. The spiritual energy in his body surged, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a dazzling golden light, which wrapped around his body and rushed towards the direction of the Seven Factions Alliance at lightning speed.

Along the way, he would release his spiritual sense every once in a while, vigilantly detecting the movements around him.

After flying like this for several hours, suddenly, sixty miles away, several powerful spiritual power fluctuations broke into his spiritual awareness range.

Lin Fan took a closer look and saw that Senior Sister Hongfu from Huangfeng Valley, Fairy Nishang and Fairy Nangong from Yanyue Sect were fighting fiercely with three demonic cultivators in the Jindan stage.

Lin Fan's mind suddenly moved. He still lacked the battle merit required to exchange for the Nascent Soul Pill.

Isn't this an opportunity that comes right to your doorstep?

Thinking of this, he changed the direction of his escape light without hesitation, and rushed towards the place where the battle was taking place at a high speed, accompanied by a fierce wind.

The distance of sixty miles was reached in just a few breaths with Lin Fan's terrifying speed of escape in the late Jindan stage.

At this moment, several Jindan stage cultivators were fighting fiercely in the center of the battlefield and instantly sensed Lin Fan's arrival.

On the Yue camp side, hope suddenly ignited in everyone's eyes, and their surprise was beyond words.

Senior Sister Hongfu could hardly conceal her excitement and cried out in a crisp voice, "Junior Brother, come and lend me a hand!"

On the other hand, the Jindan stage cultivators of the Demonic Path, upon seeing the arrival of a late Jindan stage expert, immediately cried out in fear. Their eyes met, filled with panic and anxiety.

They knew that the situation was completely out of control, and at that moment, as if in sync, they began to secretly plan a retreat.

Lin Fan stepped into the void, and the aura around him suddenly changed drastically. The spiritual energy around him was like a surging tide, surging endlessly.

He opened his lips slightly, and a low but powerful shout came out. His life-saving magic weapon, the Seven-Star Sword, shot out from his mouth like a bright stream of light.

In an instant, Lin Fan's hands moved as fast as lightning, changing rapidly as he performed complex and mysterious sword techniques.

Suddenly, a shocking sword intent rushed into the sky, with the momentum of killing gods and Buddhas who stood in its way.

This sword intent carried a terrifying aura of destruction. Within a radius of several miles, the air was frantically sliced ​​by the sword energy it carried, emitting a sharp "sizzling" sound. The cultivator in the Core Formation Stage of the Demonic Path felt his scalp tingle, as if his body were being sliced ​​by a sharp blade. He felt that in the next second, he would be mercilessly pulverized by this terrifying sword intent.

The strong shadow of death was like a thick dark cloud, weighing heavily on their hearts, almost suffocating them.

"go with!"

Lin Fan shouted loudly, and the sound waves rolled like thunder echoing between heaven and earth.

The Tianshu Sword and Yaoguang Sword among the Seven Star Swords... instantly transformed into seven dazzling streams of light, carrying with them the mighty sword energy that could destroy the heavens and the earth, and rushed towards the demonic cultivator with the force of thunder.

"escape!"

Someone yelled in terror at the top of his lungs. In an instant, the three cultivators in the Jindan stage of the Demonic Path turned pale as paper and turned around to flee in a panic. One of them didn't even bother to recall his own magical weapon, leaving it trembling in the air.

They had just flown a dozen feet away when Lin Fan's lightning-fast attack had already arrived.

Several demonic monks were shocked and angry, and in panic, they hurriedly used their magic weapons to resist.

For a moment, lights of various colors flashed, and the defensive magic weapons were running at full power, trying to put up an indestructible shield.

But all this was futile in the face of Lin Fan's devastating offensive.

With a muffled "puff" sound, the Tianshu Sword, wrapped in vast spiritual power and sharp sword intent, took the lead in attacking, like a flash of lightning across the night sky, and slashed at a demon monk with incredible precision.

Immediately afterwards, the Yaoguang Sword and several other swords were not to be outdone. They turned into streams of light and shuttled through the enemy group.

In the blink of an eye, several Jindan stage cultivators were cut in half, and their bodies fell straight down like broken kites.

The shrill screams pierced the sky, making people shudder. Blood spilled from the air, splashing on the ground in dazzling blood flowers. The strong smell of blood quickly spread and lingered for a long time.

Seeing Lin Fan easily kill several Jindan stage cultivators, Hongfu, Fairy Nishang, and Nangong Wan were suddenly shocked and pale. They felt their scalps tingling and inexplicably terrified in their hearts.

Fairy Nishang and Nangong Wan exchanged a look of shock, their eyes filled with astonishment. They secretly exclaimed in their hearts, "This Lin Fan from the Yellow Maple Valley is so powerful! Killing a Jindan cultivator is as easy as crushing an ant. We must never offend him from now on!"

Fairy Nishang looked at Lin Fan's handsome face, upright figure, and the surging spiritual power in his body, and a hint of admiration involuntarily emerged in her eyes.

In this world of immortal cultivation where the strong prey on the weak, cultivators have always admired the strong. Lin Fan's astonishing strength, coupled with his handsome face, easily captured her heart.

Hongfu felt both happy and mixed emotions. She was happy that Huangfeng Valley had gained a new strong man, but she felt complicated because she might have to call him senior brother in the future, or even uncle.

Lin Fan stretched out his hand through the air, and the spiritual power in his palm gathered, forming a powerful suction force. The storage bags of several people seemed to be pulled by invisible silk threads and flew into his hand automatically with a "whoosh".

Lin Fan took it and put it in his arms without hesitation. Then he quickly formed seals with his hands, and several hot fireballs jumped out from his fingertips and whizzed towards the corpse of the demon monk on the ground.

In an instant, flames shot up into the sky, accompanied by crackling sounds. The remains of several Jindan stage cultivators instantly turned into ashes and dissipated in the wind without leaving a trace.

After cleaning up the battlefield, Lin Fan patted his sleeves, turned around, and said excitedly with a bright smile on his face, "I'm really lucky today. I can meet three fairies at the same time. It's not suitable to stay here for long. How about we go back together?"

After saying that, he muttered something, and a light flashed in his palm, and he summoned a magic flying boat weapon.

This flying boat exudes a soft spiritual light and is carved with exquisite and complex runes. The boat is slender, spacious and comfortable, and it is obvious that it is not an ordinary item.

"Junior brother, you really know how to joke."

Senior Sister Hongfu's cheeks flushed, and she instantly turned into a shy look. She gave a light scolding and stomped her feet playfully, then she took light and graceful steps and walked onto the spirit boat.

Fairy Nishang and Nangong Wan watched the entire scene unfold. They exchanged a meaningful look, then smiled in tacit understanding. They both bowed and said softly, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lin, for your generous help. Thank you so much. If you don't mind, I hope you could give us a ride."

After saying that, the two of them boarded the spirit boat together as lightly as fluttering butterflies.

Lin Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a gentle smile. He raised his fingers and pinched them, muttering something.

In an instant, runes all over the spirit boat flickered, and the light became brighter. It slowly rose from the ground, and then flew towards the Seven Factions Alliance camp like an arrow.

(End of this chapter)