Their current imposing manner could still be resisted by Saint Realm cultivators, but the path ahead was long and arduous, and who knew what situations they would encounter later. They feared they wouldn't be able to withstand it later on. They could only take one step at a time and see what happened next.
One-Eyed Man smiled at those guys. Their originally brisk pace gradually slowed down. It seemed they had encountered trouble. He thought to himself, what were they thinking? Following along required them to assess their own capabilities.
"Keep close. This place is different from others. The danger level is very high." One-Eyed Man reminded Venerable Yongxin and the others, while glancing at the young woman from the Medical Family. He felt a pang of regret. It seemed he needed to carefully consider the future direction of the Medical Family. In the current situation, it would be difficult for them to play a significant role in the future.
"What are these?" At this moment, One-Eyed Man saw a kind of green plant crawling all over the cliff face, bearing crystal-clear, tempting fruits. However, due to his limited knowledge, he couldn't discern what they were.
"These are fruits condensed from spiritual energy. They are good stuff and taste quite delicious. The place where my former master lived also grew these. It has a lot to do with the inhabitants." Ginseng showed off its knowledge. As a Ginseng King, it had seen many things, far beyond their imagination.
Before One-Eyed Man could make a move, Venerable Yongxin and the others exchanged glances and took the lead, plucking the fruits and putting them into their pockets. They had been too slow before, allowing One-Eyed Man to take a large share. Now, they wouldn't give him the chance.
"Are these unclaimed? If someone planted them, we need to ask their permission," Lin Fan voiced a reminder. He then received a reply from Ginseng that these were ownerless and naturally grown.
Having received confirmation, Lin Fan nodded silently and followed them.
The pressure grew stronger and stronger. Those with insufficient cultivation would definitely be pressed to the ground, unable to move, under such circumstances. The Starry Sky Clan members who had been following behind them earlier were already out of sight, evidently stopped outside.
One-Eyed Man gave Ginseng a thumbs-up. Well done. It wasn't a waste that he had crafted a golden body for it. Although it was made of copper, the feeling was similar, all the same.
Before meeting Lin Fan, One-Eyed Man was arrogant, often using a resolute face to mask his isolated heart. But now… he could completely let himself go. A life without pressure was the most interesting.
A strong opponent? It didn't matter who came. He would directly unleash his ultimate move, shout "Lin Fan, engage!", and no matter what, it wouldn't be a big deal.
Gradually, they were nearing the mountaintop.
On the summit, a middle-aged man with unparalleled temperament, like a descending immortal, looked at the mirror projection in front of him with a solemn expression.
"Heavenly Armor, Chaos Spear…" he muttered to himself in a low voice.
The void vibrated, and two golden lights appeared. A strikingly handsome suit of armor, covered in intricate patterns, enveloped his body, and a spear entwined with purple lightning floated before him.
In an instant, he transformed into a god of war, as if capable of contending with heaven and earth.
"This planet hasn't reached the time when such terrifyingly strong individuals can appear. Where did he come from?" The man frowned, his gaze fixed on a figure in the image. That figure gave him a sense of pressure, no… definitely not just a sense of pressure, but the most bizarre existence he had encountered in his life.
But even so, he had never been afraid.
"Finally made it up here." Lin Fan's face was full of smiles. "Look, the scenery from the highest point is truly beautiful."
Everyone looked around. Indeed, it was. Standing here, they had a panoramic view of the mountains, with the entire Changbai Mountain in sight.
Little Bao held a camera and snapped away at the surroundings. Even spending money wouldn't allow one to capture such beautiful scenery. If you were to ask which child was the most knowledgeable, it would undoubtedly be Little Bao.
At this moment, a voice came, "Since you've all come this far, please come in for a chat."
The voice was ethereal, as if coming from all directions, but there was only one path. Following this path would lead them to the speaker.
Soon, they arrived in front of a thatched cottage. In the courtyard were a stone table and a pavilion, where a middle-aged man sat, smiling at Lin Fan and the others.
Seeing them, he smiled. "Please!"
One-Eyed Man and the others were startled. They hadn't expected there to be someone on Changbai Mountain, and judging by his appearance, he was extraordinary, definitely not comparable to ordinary people. They pondered, who was he? Unable to figure it out, they didn't dwell on it. A faint mist drifted around, making the place resemble a fairyland.
Lin Fan approached the man and cupped his hands, saying, "Sorry to disturb you. I am Lin Fan. What's your name?"
The first half of the sentence was quite stylish. The latter half fully embodied the style of an illiterate.
"You can call me Ming," the middle-aged man said with a smile.
He had an elegant demeanor. Although middle-aged, his appearance was striking. Compared to him, older uncles like One-Eyed Man looked rather shabby.
"Ming? A very strange name," Lin Fan commented, feeling the name was quite odd.
Ming smiled. "Within the vastness, there is destiny. The way of heaven and earth is profound. Please, have a seat. I only have coarse tea to offer, please don't mind."
Lin Fan seemed to understand yet not understand. What he said seemed reasonable, but who knew if it truly was. He never argued with others. If you wanted to boast, he would definitely play along and never interrupt.
One-Eyed Man observed the other party. Extraordinary, very unusual. This guy was definitely an unimaginably strong individual. The aura of a strong person was strange; sometimes, you could tell at a glance.
Ming wasn't like this before. Heavenly Armor! Chaos Spear! He had been fully prepared for battle, yet now his attitude had changed completely. His thoughts were very active, and the speed of his change was simply too fast.
"Please!"
The tea Ming prepared was extraordinary. A single tea leaf floated on the surface of the ordinary tea water, the leaf resembling a living creature, swirling in the cup, as if someone were using it as a boat, sailing in the vast ocean, never seeing the end.
One-Eyed Man could tell at a glance that this tea was not simple.
"Thank you." He picked up the teacup and took a slow sip. His eyes widened immediately. The tea was incredibly fragrant. A warm current surged into his body, making him feel comfortable all over. His spirit and energy were cleansed. Without personally experiencing it, it was hard to understand how refreshing this feeling was.
Venerable Yongxin, Liu Haichan, and Lin Daoming saw One-Eyed Man's expression. How could they not know what was going on? It was definitely good stuff. Otherwise, he would never have shown such a vulgar, astonished expression. They all unceremoniously picked up their teacups and gulped down the tea. So refreshing!
"Is there something you need here?" Ming couldn't see through Lin Fan. The other party's friendly face always gave him a strange feeling, a feeling that was hard to describe. If an ordinary person came here, he would, without a second thought, kick them out. How could he possibly serve good tea and chat with them with a smile?
"Just taking my friends sightseeing," Lin Fan said with a smile. Then, his gaze fell upon the fields in the distance, where many strange and unusual things were planted. Surprised, he asked, "Do you also like farming?"
"Farming?"
"Yes, that's right. You've planted quite well."
"Oh, I occasionally plant a little."
"I have a lot of experience in farming. We can exchange ideas sometime," Lin Fan said happily, pleased to have found someone with similar interests. He rarely encountered people who enjoyed farming.
Ming didn't really want to talk. Did he look like a farmer? If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't see through this guy, he would have long since kicked them out. How could he possibly be serving them good tea and chatting with a smile?
"Is that so? We can exchange ideas sometime," Ming said with a smile.
Even while conversing pleasantly, Ming's eyes remained devoid of any fluctuation, as if he lacked emotion.
"Do you have something on your mind?" Lin Fan asked.
Ming replied, "No."
"You do. I can see it in your eyes. You don't seem to enjoy chatting very much, and you haven't been very enthusiastic about our arrival. Are we disturbing you?" Lin Fan thought for a long time but couldn't understand. He was being very friendly and polite, and he hadn't made the other party feel uncomfortable in any way.
Ming looked at Lin Fan in astonishment, as if he had seen a ghost. His observation was a little too sharp. He could even see this. But since he could see it, why say it out loud? Under normal circumstances, anyone with a bit of sense would find an excuse to leave, instead of bluntly stating it like him, making everyone feel awkward.
Ming might be embarrassed, but Lin Fan definitely wasn't.
"No, just a little something on my mind," Ming said with a forced smile. This was the friendliest smile he could muster. If this didn't work, then there was really nothing he could do.
Lin Fan wanted to help the other party, as he seemed friendly. He asked, "If you have something on your mind, just say it. Maybe I can help you. Keeping it bottled up inside is painful. My good friends and I are like that. It's good to talk things out."
One-Eyed Man sipped his tea slowly, chewing on the tea leaves. Even a single leaf he savored with relish. Hearing Lin Fan's words to the other person, he just wanted to say… he was really too enthusiastic.
Ming was a little stunned, not from fright, but from the other party's words, which always gave him a strange feeling, as if there was a gap in their communication. What he said and what the other party wanted to say weren't really the same thing.
"Forget it, it's nothing major."
"No, I can tell you have something big on your mind. You really can tell me. I'm really willing to help others," Lin Fan said with a sincere expression, showing no sign of falsehood.
This was the kind of friend everyone wished to have. After all, in this day and age, seemingly sincere friends often treated the things you confided in them as gossip to share with others.
Old Zhang said, "Lin Fan is truly a good person. You really can tell him if you have anything on your mind. Don't keep it bottled up."
The evil rooster, who could barely get a sip of tea, wanted to flap its wings at these two foolish fellows. Were they truly stupid or pretending to be? Didn't they notice that the other party didn't seem too interested in them? If he were them, he would have retreated long ago, not staying here.
"Really, it's nothing," Ming said with a serious expression. He really had nothing to say. What he had said earlier was just a casual remark. Why was this guy clinging to it?
After a brief silence, Lin Fan saw that the other party didn't want to talk and didn't press further. He truly wanted to help, nothing else. Since the other party didn't want to talk, then so be it.
"May I ask, how long have you been here?" One-Eyed Man inquired. He didn't ask unimportant questions like Lin Fan. Changbai Mountain had been mysterious since ancient times. He suspected that the other party had been living here since ancient times, but because of the evil creatures, they couldn't venture out to search recklessly, so they hadn't known of his existence until now.
Ming smiled. "A very, very long time. I've forgotten exactly how long."
"That's like saying nothing at all," One-Eyed Man complained.
Ming disliked One-Eyed Man's words. Such a weakling dared to speak to him like this, it was truly presumptuous. But awkwardly, he didn't assert his authority. The only reason was… this guy in front of him. He noticed that the guy he couldn't see through was staring at him intently, giving him a very uncomfortable feeling.
"Is there a problem?" Ming asked.
Lin Fan said with a serious expression, "Can I talk to you about something?"
"Please speak."
"I feel like you're very powerful. I want to spar with you. Not to the death, just to determine victory or defeat." The desire for battle rekindled the fighting spirit in Lin Fan's heart. It had been a long time since he had fought against a strong opponent. If this continued, he feared he would forget the exhilarating feeling.
Spar? Ming was taken aback, clearly a little hesitant. He couldn't see through Lin Fan and knew he was powerful, but as a dominant overlord, he rarely encountered someone who could make him yield without a fight.
Since it was a spar, he obviously wanted to test Lin Fan's abilities. If the result of the test was unsatisfactory, his attitude would not be as it was now, but like a violent storm, battering him until he couldn't tell east from west.
"Alright." He agreed without hesitation.
Lin Fan stood up and cupped his hands. "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Lin Fan, a member of the Yanhai City Special Department. I enjoy drinking, farming, have a wife and friends, possess decent strength, and am skilled in sparring. Please instruct me!!!"
Ming looked at the serious-faced Lin Fan, somewhat dumbfounded. He had only suspected before, but now, he truly felt that this guy had a problem. Not to mention anything else, he must have at least a slight problem with his head.
"This place is somewhat special. With our level of strength, the slightest clash would cause the heavens and earth to crack. How about we condense our spirits and fight, not harming our physical bodies or our essence, only our spirits will suffer a shock."
Ming harbored many little secrets.
Especially in this place, how could it be destroyed? Otherwise, the losses for him would be immense.
He was prepared to teach this fellow a good lesson in the mental battle, leaving a deep impression. He'd make sure this guy knew exactly how terrifying an existence Ming truly was.
Something beyond your imagination.
"Alright, but I don't understand what 'mental' thing you're talking about. Just come at me," Lin Fan said.
Ming laughed. The mental battle was actually pulling a strand of consciousness into a separate space. It could also be called an illusion, but it definitely wasn't the physical body entering. Even if they killed each other in this space, it wouldn't cause much impact, at most, a period of mental disorientation.
"Since it's a battle, let's completely let loose and have a good fight. In a mental battle, even if you kill the opponent, there's no problem for yourself. Later, we'll decide life and death, victory and defeat."
He was ready. Smiling to your face, but really wanting to punch you, he definitely had to leave a deep impression.
"So magical?" Lin Fan asked in surprise.
Ming smiled, "Of course it's magical."
One-Eyed Man, hearing what Ming said, wanted to learn this ability. If it spread within the special department, it would definitely be a huge help to the trainees.
Only… he knew the other party definitely wouldn't tell him.
As expected, he still knew too little.
The gap between people, how could it be so huge?
"Please!"
"Please!"
The two stood facing each other.
"I'll guide you, don't be nervous."
Ming raised his hand, and an invisible force enveloped Lin Fan.
To outsiders, there was no change.
They just stood there, motionless.
Perhaps no one, except those involved, knew what was happening.
Mental Space.
"Truly magical." Lin Fan looked at the surrounding environment. It was exactly the same place as before, only he couldn't see Old Zhang and the others.
Ming's figure appeared, and he slowly said, "This is the mental space, a different dimensional space. Fighting here won't affect the outside world. Even if you die here, nothing major will happen."
Earlier, he said there were no problems.
Now he said nothing major would happen.
The change was a little too quick.
If someone else heard these words, they would definitely frown, because the meaning behind his words was problematic.
But unfortunately, him saying these words to Lin Fan was no different from not saying anything at all.
If Lin Fan could notice these details, he wouldn't be staying at the Qingshan Mental Hospital.
"You mean I don't have to hold back?" Lin Fan asked. When he fought with others, he often needed to control his own strength, most afraid of exploding the opponent with one punch.
It was just sparring.
Not a life-or-death struggle.
"Yes."
"Good, if that's really the case, then I won't hold back."
Ming smiled.
The smile seemed very fake, giving a rather sly feeling.
He wanted to laugh. He didn't expect someone to be so confident.
Good.
The more confident, the more painful it would be to crush them later.
This was an age-old truth.
In the past, many geniuses, relying on enviable opportunities, would jump around in front of him, only to be suppressed by him with a single slap. Even if they had backing, what could they do? Ming could carve a bloody path for himself and roam freely in the world.
"It seems you're very confident in your own strength," Ming asked before the battle, just to relax. No matter how strong Lin Fan was, it was useless. Once he figured out Lin Fan's background, everything would be over.
Lin Fan said, "Not bad. I have some understanding of my own strength. It might not be the strongest, but I'm very strong. Up until now, I haven't met an opponent."
"Oh, you mean I can be your opponent because I'm also very strong in your eyes?" Ming asked.
Hearing these words, Lin Fan fell into deep thought, as if he was really pondering his words.
"You can't say that. Mainly, I haven't encountered a strong opponent for a long time, and you are the only strong person I've encountered during this period. I really want to fight with you."
Ming lowered his head, the corners of his mouth rising, his smile a little disdainful, but he held back his laughter and talked to Lin Fan seriously.
"Is that so? That's really something to look forward to."
Lin Fan nodded, "I'm also looking forward to our battle."
Talk is talk.
Play is play.
He was still very serious. This guy in front of him talked the talk, but he did have real strength. It would definitely not be possible to take him down easily, otherwise, he wouldn't have been pressured into using tea to receive them.
Suddenly, the Heavenly Armor and the Chaos Spear appeared together.
These were Ming's most proficient weapons, possessing world-destroying power, and compared to the previous pagoda, they were countless times more powerful. It could be said that one could take on N of those without any problem.
If Fan Gu had borrowed the Chaos Spear, with one thrust, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that even the sky could be pierced and bleed.
"So cool." Lin Fan exclaimed. The armor that appeared out of thin air clang clang clang and attached itself to Ming's body. His overall aura increased dramatically, it was shocking.
He also wanted to have such cool armor.
Ming looked at the Heavenly Armor and Chaos Spear, nodding in satisfaction. They were condensed phantoms, but in the mental space, these were real, their power no different from the real thing.
Lightly waving the Chaos Spear, the entire mountain range trembled, and the distant horizon was torn apart, unable to heal for a long time.
This power was truly astonishing.
"See? This is my strength. A light swing can cause such a terrifying disaster. If we were fighting in real space, you can predict the result, right?" Ming hadn't fought in a long time. Trying to recall, he didn't know how long it had been, so long that his bones felt stiff.
Lin Fan said, "Yes, I agree with what you said. There are not many spaces left that can allow us to unleash our power. I have been enduring the pain of suppressing the power within my body. Often, I can't unleash my full strength in every battle. I have already forgotten how strong my true strength is. Thank you for this special place. If I hadn't met you, I might never have been able to fully unleash it in my lifetime."
Ming wanted to curse.
What kind of a divine character was this?
He could pick up on anything he said, and even continue his topic, showing off.
Hehe!
I have to say, it's a bit interesting.
I hope you can be as arrogant as you are now later.
Ming said indifferently, "Let's begin."
He didn't want to say another word of nonsense. To him, it was a complete waste of time.
"Okay."
Immediately, Ming attacked directly. The Chaos Spear thrust out, the world changed color, mountains and rivers shattered, and everything was turned upside down. Anyone facing such a killing move would definitely be frightened out of their wits, their liver and gallbladder splitting. Could this even be blocked by a human?
"Amazing."
Lin Fan praised, already feeling the momentum of the incoming power.
"I won't talk next, I need to be serious in battle."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Fan punched out without any reservation. All his power erupted completely, the Primordial God Body flashing with dazzling patterns. With a boom, the punch directly broke through everything in front of him.
Ming, who was originally prepared to teach Lin Fan a good lesson, widened his eyes as if he had seen a ghost. He felt immense pressure and a tremor from the depths of his soul.
Damn it!
This isn't what I thought.
But Lin Fan didn't give him a chance.
Instantly appearing in front of Ming.
"Demon Subduing Seal!"
Lin Fan slapped out a palm. He didn't form a seal, but it was the Demon Subduing Seal, directly aimed at Ming's face.
In his panic, Ming withdrew the Chaos Spear, holding it horizontally in front of him. As the palm landed, he was horrified to find that the shaft of the Chaos Spear bent directly.
Crack!
It shattered instantly.
"How could this be?"
He was greatly shocked. The Chaos Spear was forged from the stones he collected from the forbidden grounds of the starry sky, containing the Great Dao of the universe. He wouldn't dare to say it was the number one divine weapon of the stars, but it could be said to be a rare treasure.
But now?
It was just broken like this.
If this wasn't the mental space, but a real situation, wouldn't it mean that the Chaos Spear in his hand was already gone?
At this moment, the situation in front of him no longer allowed him to think about so many things.
The opponent's offensive was too fierce.
"Other Shore Technique!"
Ming used some mysterious secret technique, instantly creating distance between himself and Lin Fan, as if merging into the long river of time and space. He selected a location on a node of the river and instantly appeared there.
Lin Fan's punch missed, hitting only air. He was slightly confused, but quickly found Ming's figure in the distance. He directly charged towards him, so fast that space was torn into shreds, and the torrent of void destruction poured down, churning behind Lin Fan.
"Damn! Is this a speed that cultivation can even catch up to?"
Ming was shocked, simply unable to believe his eyes.
He had already used such a terrifying secret technique, yet he could still be caught up to in the blink of an eye. Was this necessary?
Surrender?
This thought briefly surfaced in his mind.
Before he could even think about whether he should do so, Lin Fan had already appeared in front of him, another simple punch coming. But this was definitely not a simple punch. Ming sensed that this punch contained many divine abilities, so chaotic, so terrifying. Saying it was chaotic was only because he could no longer find suitable words to describe it.
He used the 'Other Shore Technique' again, his figure instantly disappearing.
But this time, Ming thought he could escape again, but unexpectedly, when the opponent punched, the world turned upside down, the scene in front of him instantly flattened. Too ruthless, too domineering, giving him no chance to react.
In an instant… just in such a short time…
"This…"
Ming couldn't maintain his previous composure. Before the fight, he was very confident, thinking he had a good chance. Only after the fight started did he realize that things were completely different from what he had imagined.
As for why Lin Fan's punch just now gave him such a terrifying feeling, it had to be said from the worlds he descended into each month.
Having read so many books, countless divine abilities were familiar to him.
Although he had never actively cultivated them, it didn't seem excessive to use them instinctively in battle.
The mental space simulated the landscape of Changbai Mountain.
But now, it was already completely unrecognizable, completely vanished into dust in the previous attack.
This was the might of a true powerhouse.
One strike could shatter the sun, moon, and stars.
He was now stubbornly resisting, but in the end, he was hit by Lin Fan's punch. He thought the Heavenly Armor could withstand it, but the sound he heard made him completely despair.
Crack!
So crisp.
So loud.
Originally, he could see the scene of the Heavenly Armor shattering with his own eyes, but the force his body suffered was too terrifying, directly suppressing him. The irresistible force within his body completely broke him down. His eyes widened, and he even saw fragments of the armor floating up in his vision.
No way.
His proud armor, how could it shatter so easily? This was the thing he couldn't believe the most.
And just as he was feeling lost about this, a figure appeared in his vision.
He found that Lin Fan's expression was very serious, solemn, just like he had said before, fighting required full concentration, not a playful attitude.
Many scenes flashed through his mind.
All were the words the other party had said.
I don't even know how strong I am now.
Completely unleashed.
Controlling my power is really difficult.
At first, he just took it as a joke.
But now, he realized that he was the real clown.
Ming looked at Lin Fan. He wanted to resist in his mind, but his body was very honest. Move…
Outside.
One-Eyed Man and the others stood motionless, puzzled. What was going on? They didn't even blink.
"Is it really that magical?" One-Eyed Man asked.
Master Yongxin said, "I don't know."
Ginseng slowly said, "I advise you not to touch their bodies, or you will die."
Everyone looked at Ginseng with confusion.
"They have entered a spiritual space battle, and their power is protecting their bodies. If you touch them, you will be considered an intruder, and they will automatically counterattack. With your strength, a single touch will kill you," Ginseng explained.
A bunch of clueless fellows.
Fortunately, I, Ginseng, am knowledgeable and quite capable.
One-Eyed Man nodded, surprised by the potential danger. He glanced at the female doctor squatting by the field, seemingly observing something.
Just then,
"Amazing," Lin Fan moved and spoke, uttering words that left everyone bewildered.
Everyone tried to make sense of it.
"Amazing?"
What exactly was so amazing in the spiritual space? It truly piqued their curiosity. If only they could see it, that would be truly amazing.
"What were you doing in there?" One-Eyed Man asked.
Lin Fan smiled, "Sparring."
Hadn't they already discussed this before?
It was sparring.
Why ask again?
Old Zhang and Little Bao gathered around, curiously asking, "What was the result?"
Their expressions were full of anticipation.
Lin Fan smiled without speaking. Sometimes, winning or losing wasn't important; the process was what mattered most.
One-Eyed Man looked at Ming.
He noticed Ming reacted slower than Lin Fan, only waking up a while after Lin Fan had recovered.
What happened between them?
Why did it take him so long to wake up?
Intriguing.
After Ming recovered, he kept his head down, his hand on his forehead, as if he had been stimulated in some way. His head was heavy and aching. His other hand, like a blind man's, groped for the stone chair. He sat down heavily, still with his head down, without saying a word.
This formed a stark contrast to his earlier demeanor.
It was as if he had suffered some kind of heavy blow.
"Lin Fan, something seems wrong with him," One-Eyed Man said.
Lin Fan frowned and went to Ming's side, asking with concern, "Are you alright?"
Ming waved his hand, his voice hoarse, "Don't... don't mind me. I'll go inside and rest. Entertain yourselves. Take whatever you like; don't worry about me."
He then slowly got up and walked towards the house, swaying like a drunkard, yet managing to return to the house on his own.
At this moment, Ming was in a bad state. His head was heavy, his spirit severely damaged. The slightest mental exertion felt like a turbulent sea, causing unbearable headaches.
Even his words were somewhat muddled.
One-Eyed Man knew...
He had lost.
And he had lost miserably.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be in this state. He was just curious about how he had lost.
He looked at Lin Fan, silently muttering to himself,
Impressive!
"Yongxin, did he say anything when he went back to the house?" One-Eyed Man asked.
Master Yongxin put his hands together and said, "Don't mind me!"
"Oh." One-Eyed Man looked at Lin Daoming, "What about you?"
Lin Daoming said, "Take whatever you want; don't worry about him."
"It seems I didn't hear wrong. I kept thinking I misheard. Since that's the case, let's not be polite. Let's take what we want." One-Eyed Man completely let loose.
As the head of the Yanhai City Special Department, he had to maintain a certain presence.
However, as his acquaintance with Lin Fan deepened and he experienced more, his demeanor had undergone a dramatic change. If someone familiar with him saw him now, they would definitely exclaim, "How did you become like this? Can you still maintain some semblance of the Yanhai City Special Department head's demeanor?"
Of course, One-Eyed Man knew the biggest problem now was Lin Fan.
After all, he was quite principled.
He didn't like people taking other people's things casually, so he had to take the initiative.
"Lin Fan, have you noticed? He's really hospitable," One-Eyed Man said.
Lin Fan replied, "Yes, indeed."
One-Eyed Man continued casually, "Exactly. He just said we could take whatever we like. He's too polite. It makes me feel a little embarrassed. But if we don't take anything, it's like we're not giving him face. Is there anything you like? You can take it."
Lin Fan looked around, "Let me see."
Success!
One-Eyed Man admired his communication skills. He had to admit, the book Hao Ren personally wrote was indeed insightful. Studying it carefully was truly helpful.
He could now communicate well with Lin Fan.
He had even learned to use techniques.
The Evil Chicken's eyes darted around. It wasn't stupid. It could tell at a glance that this guy was powerful, and the surrounding items were definitely not ordinary.
Now that One-Eyed Man was shamelessly starting to take things, the Evil Hero King disdained such behavior, but didn't intervene. It wasn't out of fear, but rather because some young people, despite appearing old, were immature in mind. A group of strangers came over, and they let them take whatever they wanted. How kind-hearted they must be!
He had to teach them a lesson, let them know how dangerous the world could be.
To help them, the Evil Hero King was willing to put in a little effort.
Brother Eagle and Brother Tiger exchanged glances.
They were overly excited.
The truly mysterious place of Changbai Mountain, and they could choose anything they wanted. This was a rare opportunity in thousands of years.
Soon, everyone started to take action.
Lin Daoming walked to a peach blossom tree. "Peach blossoms in bloom, truly beautiful. It's rare to see such an out-of-season plant here. I just happen to need a peach wood sword. This is it."
"Heh."
Liu Haichan looked at Lin Daoming with disdain. He didn't even spare the peach blossom tree. It was pure banditry. As a Daoist master, Liu Haichan had a high state of mind, a realm of non-action. How could he do such a thing?
But...
It was just too tempting.
These things contained some kind of natural principle, constantly tempting him. His unstable Dao heart was corroded just like that.
The unnamed female doctor had been busy in the field for a while.
No one knew what she was doing.
But it felt like she was getting something good.
With her back to everyone, she was acting quite sneakily.
At this time, Ming inside the house didn't know what was happening.
After entering the house, he collapsed on the bed to rest.
His mental energy was severely depleted and he had been heavily injured. His heart was in turmoil.
How could he know that a group of bandits were in action outside, and not just ordinary bandits, but the most formidable of them all. Wherever they passed, nothing was left. As long as something caught their eye, they would find a reason to take it.
Lin Fan looked at the scene before him.
He didn't feel anything was wrong.
Ming had said it himself. If he were Ming, he would also keep his word. If he said to take whatever they wanted, he would let them take whatever they wanted, and he wouldn't show any sign of distress.
Little Bao tugged on Lin Fan's hand and asked, "Aren't you taking anything?"
"There's nothing here that I like," Lin Fan replied.
Little Bao said, "There's nothing I like either. They're all strange and not interesting at all."
The Evil Chicken, carrying Ginseng on its back, wanted to find something good, but couldn't find anything after searching.
"These grasses contain spiritual energy. After a long time with a powerful person, they also have some effects and can be eaten," Ginseng reminded.
The Evil Chicken looked at the surrounding grass.
Its chicken eyes rolled.
Make me eat grass?
I'm not a sheep. It's so embarrassing.
But according to the current situation, if it didn't eat grass, it was afraid it wouldn't get anything.
After pondering for a moment.
Forget it.
It was better to take advantage of the opportunity. Not taking it would be a loss.
Then, the Evil Chicken started to eat the surrounding grass frantically. And it had to be said, the taste was really good, and it contained spiritual energy.
This Ginseng really didn't lie to me.
Not bad.
Really not bad.
A long time later.
It was getting late, and the sky was almost dark.
"Ming, thank you for your hospitality. It's getting late, and we should go back. If you have the chance, come to Yanhai City to find me. I can take you to eat good food." Lin Fan stood outside the door and bid farewell to Ming.
Actually, it didn't matter to him whether he left or not.
It was just that One-Eyed Man kept urging him, saying that staying here would disturb Ming. He had just sparred and must be tired, and they should let him rest properly.
Lin Fan thought about it and agreed, so he said goodbye to Ming.
One-Eyed Man was in a good mood. His harvest was truly great. Everyone had large bags and packages, basically stripping the place bare. They could have left some grass for Ming.
Who knew that the Evil Chicken would turn into a grass-eating maniac.
Its mouth showed no mercy.
It ate everything around it clean.
To be honest, One-Eyed Man, who had been paying attention to the Evil Chicken, didn't know what to say.
Its behavior was excessive.
It was simply inhuman.
But indeed, it wasn't human; it was the Evil Chicken, and it had nothing to do with humans.
The group descended the mountain as the sun set.
The already quiet place became even more desolate with their departure, like a barren mountain.
Pitiful!
Tragic!
It was unknown what Ming's expression would be after he recovered from his rest.
Perhaps he would be very pleased.
Everything was cleaned up so thoroughly.