Chapter 152: Duang! The Pulse Returns

"Have you noticed? The feeling he gives off has changed." Lin Daoming, using his Heavenly Eye, could clearly see the flow and density of Qi within others, but he couldn't penetrate Lin Fan's Qi flow. He appeared like an ordinary person.

Liu Haichan silently nodded. A fierce aura emanated from Lin Fan.

Master Yongxin pressed his palms together. "Amitabha. This young benefactor is truly remarkable. After this matter is concluded, this old monk must have a good exchange with him."

Is that what you call an exchange? Lin Daoming thought. You're just greedy for his cultivation method. How hypocritical.

"Fellow benefactors, what is with those looks? Did this old monk say something wrong?" Master Yongxin asked calmly. He had previously wanted to fawn over the one-eyed man to learn his lost palm technique, but now he'd discovered a brighter lamp and naturally pursued it.

Lin Daoming glanced at him. "I said you're hypocritical."

"Who said that?"

"Me."

"You... This old monk is not that kind of person."

"You're not even human."

"Amitabha, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, when practicing deep Prajnaparamita..." Master Yongxin began chanting to calm his inner turmoil. He was nearly driven to explode by Lin Daoming's words.

They didn't have time to pay attention to Yongxin. Instead, they watched the situation unfold. Logically, if they joined forces with Lin Fan, they could definitely capture the evil Cockroach Demon.

However, it felt like there was nothing for them to do.

The Cockroach Demon's expression remained perpetually the same –呆萌 (daimeng), a sort of innocent and clueless look, seemingly harmless. He raised a hand, pointed at Lin Fan, and said, "You will die."

As soon as he finished speaking, he vibrated his fleshy wings and instantly vanished. His speed was too fast for ordinary eyes to catch, which explained why even some Level Four and Five experts were slain without a chance to resist.

The Cockroach Demon was confident in his strength. He was the king, the strongest among the evil beings, at least within his own understanding.

He reappeared in front of Lin Fan and was just about to raise his hand…

Bang!

He was slammed to the ground by a single punch. The force was astonishing, cracking the concrete. The Cockroach Demon stared blankly, his dazed expression making him appear perpetually confused.

He looked up at Lin Fan, and when their eyes met, the Cockroach Demon was startled. Lin Fan's gaze terrified him. Even as an evil being, he felt fear, genuine fear.

Thud!

Lin Fan stomped on the Cockroach Demon's leg, pinning him down and preventing his escape. He then flipped the demon over, straddled him, and rained down punches on his head.

Boom!

The ground trembled.

The Cockroach Demon turned his head, dodging punch after punch. The force of each blow landing made him increasingly nervous.

Bang!

A fist landed squarely on the Cockroach Demon's face. His features caved in, his round black eyes bulged, his nose turned bright red, and his face contorted.

Just as the Cockroach Demon tried to fight back, the fists fell like rain, relentlessly pounding his head.

There were no unnecessary words.

There was no hesitation.

Endless rage consumed everything.

"This fighting style… I'm afraid it's something I could never learn," Master Yongxin sighed.

The one-eyed man had made up his mind. He would carefully study Lin Fan. He was too incredible, clearly possessing an unprecedented cultivation system, though communication seemed difficult.

If he were a normal person… he thought, it would be much easier to communicate.

As they pondered, a cracking sound echoed, like a watermelon exploding. They looked closely and saw that the Cockroach Demon's head had been smashed, leaving a headless corpse.

"He's not dead," the one-eyed man said softly. They had previously shattered half of his body, yet he regenerated in the blink of an eye. It was truly peculiar. They hadn't figured out how to kill him permanently.

Perhaps only by completely shattering him, disrupting his recovery mechanism…

A moment later, just as they predicted, the Cockroach Demon regrew his head. "You cannot kill me."

Lin Fan raised his fist like a machine, tirelessly pummeling the Cockroach Demon's head, punch after punch, each blow terrifyingly powerful.

Bang!

The Cockroach Demon's head shattered again.

Lin Daoming said gravely, "I think we should think of a way to completely destroy him."

"Use your golden talismans?" Master Yongxin suggested.

Lin Daoming shook his head. "Not advisable. In the current situation, I don't think it's enough. Unless we have more golden talismans and activate them with everyone's blood, we might be able to completely destroy him."

Liu Haichan frowned, then relaxed. "If that doesn't work, we can summon heavenly lightning and earthly fire…"

The one-eyed man interrupted, "Who are you trying to kill?"

He couldn't stand it anymore. Summon heavenly lightning and earthly fire? Did he intend to obliterate Lin Fan along with the demon? Even if he agreed, Hao Ren wouldn't. If Hao Ren knew about this, he'd definitely try to kill him. Moreover, even if Hao Ren agreed, he wouldn't. Lin Fan had piqued his intense curiosity, and he wouldn't miss this opportunity until he understood.

"You can never kill me!" The Cockroach Demon was beaten to despair. He wanted to break free, but the weight of Lin Fan sitting on him was too heavy, like a mountain pressing down, rendering him immobile.

Lin Fan looked down impassively, raising his fist. Instinctively, he was about to smash the Cockroach Demon again, but suddenly, a scorching heat spread through the air.

His fist ignited with flames.

Master Yongxin exclaimed, "I've heard of a supreme technique called the Burning Wood Blade Technique. Could this be the Burning Wood Fist Technique? But this old monk has never heard of such a move."

The one-eyed man stared as if witnessing a miracle. He could understand immense strength, but what was this flaming fist?

It wasn't a Daoist or Maoshan Academy technique.

Nor was it a Buddhist technique.

Lin Fan punched down.

The Cockroach Demon declared, "I will return again."

Whoosh!

The moment the fist connected, the Cockroach Demon burst into flames, burning to ashes in an instant. Lin Fan, bathed in the flames, remained unharmed.

He slowly stood up and turned towards Old Zhang.

The one-eyed man wanted to call out to Lin Fan and inquire, but he noticed something was wrong. He stopped in his tracks and prevented Yongxin and the others from disturbing him.

"Do you have any calming mantras? If the situation turns bad, we need to suppress his agitated state of mind." As a leader, he had to be perceptive.

The Rooster Demon saw Lin Fan approaching and trotted over, ready to grovel. I'm undercover, it thought. Sometimes, it's perfectly normal to set aside the dignity of an evil being.

But as it approached, it was kicked away by Lin Fan.

The Rooster Demon was furious.

Damn it! How dare you kick this Demon! Do you know I'm a hero among the evil beings? I can summon millions of followers to hack you to death!

Forget it. I won't lower myself to your level.

I'm undercover, and I have to stick to my principles.

Lin Fan squatted down expressionlessly and reached out, wanting to pick up Old Zhang and leave this place, returning to their home, the only place where he felt safe.

Whimper~ The terrifying old man's strange waking cry echoed.

Old Zhang opened his eyes and looked directly at Lin Fan, whose gaze was startled by the sight.

"Did you avenge me?" Old Zhang asked, yawning.

Silence.

Everything became very quiet.

Lin Fan's smile returned. "Of course, I avenged you. I'll never let anyone hurt you."

"I knew you were the best." Old Zhang clenched his fist, encouraging Lin Fan.

The situation was simple now.

The Buddha that had collapsed within Lin Fan's heart, thanks to a bottle of Pocari Sweat (脉动 - often mistranslated as Pulse), sprang back into place like a spring, squashing the nascent demon.

"Does it hurt here?" Lin Fan asked.

Old Zhang looked at the blood on his arm, his confused expression shifting slightly before he started yelling, "It hurts! It hurts so much! Am I dying? I just lost feeling. I must have fainted. This is my last hurrah, my last meeting with you. You have to take good care of yourself from now on."

The Rooster Demon stared at Old Zhang.

Are you sick? it thought. Fainting my ass! You were asleep!

In the midst of such a fierce battle, you could actually fall asleep. Just how terrifying is this foolish human's mentality?

"Let me take a look." The female medical expert came to Old Zhang's side, squatted down, and carefully examined his arm.

"Am I dying?" Old Zhang asked.

"You'll be fine," Lin Fan reassured him.

The medical expert waved her hand, removing the blood from Old Zhang's arm. The surface was clean. She stared and was speechless.

It was… a graze. He had fallen and scraped his skin on the ground. A child would cry, an adult would wince and bear it.

And now, this member of the special department was crying more than anyone, as if he had lost a limb.

"It's okay, I'll treat you."

Instantaneous healing was indeed difficult.

But for this medical expert, there was a way. It involved using her strongest healing technique, which was slightly draining.

It was usually reserved for life-saving situations, for treating large-scale injuries. It could provide instant recovery.

Now, it was being used to heal a grazed skin.

She remembered what her master had said when passing down this technique.

Remembering those words filled her with shame.

Master, forgive me.

A warm light enveloped Old Zhang's arm, and he sighed in comfort.

"Wow, that feels so good," Old Zhang said happily, then looked at the medical expert. "Can my good friend experience this comfortable feeling? I want to share it with him."

The medical expert stared at Old Zhang.

Are you even human?

"I can only use it once a day," she replied.

"Oh, okay." Old Zhang was disappointed, then noticed with delight that his wound was gone. "Lin Fan, look, I'm fine!"

He excitedly patted his arm, looking thrilled.

Lin Fan smiled. "Thank you. You're a really good person."

Old Zhang said, "Yes, you're a really good person. Actually, I know acupuncture. If you need it, I can give you a few needles."

The medical expert smiled weakly, feeling strange.

Old Zhang looked at Lin Fan. "I want to drink Sprite. Let's go back and drink Sprite."

"Okay," Lin Fan agreed.

Then, they walked away hand-in-hand with the Rooster Demon, further and further away, gradually disappearing around the corner.

"Is there something wrong with them?" the medical expert asked the one-eyed man, not being too direct, just inquiring indirectly.

Could the one-eyed man tell her, You guessed right, there really is something wrong?

"Strong people all have their quirks," he lied smoothly.