Accidentally invincible!
Chapter 180 - 0177: Put Down My Chicken

Chapter 180: Chapter 0177: Put Down My Chicken

"Do any of you feel a bit hungry?"

Lin Fan had been discussing with them for quite a while, and he started feeling like his stomach was missing something. Seemed like he was hungry.

"Junior Brother, funny you should mention it. I didn’t feel it before, but now I think I might really be a bit hungry," Chen Zhiyu said, drooling, fully trusting his junior brother’s cooking skills. That taste was unforgettable, and just thinking about it made him impatient.

Xi Xi and Yang Gang both gave Junior Brother Chen a disdainful glance. Eating so much that he’s become this overweight—wasn’t he afraid someday he’d be too fat to even walk, or that he’d never find a Daoist companion?

"Give me a moment, I’ll be right back." Lin Fan dashed off at lightning speed. He had thought of the Five-colored Heavenly Chickens, those truly beautiful and harmonious creatures, lounging around, eating, drinking, and sleeping every day without a care in the world. As the saying goes, "Your comfort comes at a price."

For example, spreading your legs...

Or maybe something simpler, like filling someone else’s stomach.

And besides, he kind of missed Ye Zhen Tian. Though he had only recently returned, just thinking about Ye Zhen Tian being beaten into such a state made him feel obligated to go check in on him.

Yang Gang watched Lin Fan’s retreating figure and said with a touch of gloom, "I feel like Junior Brother might be headed to Zhen Tian Peak."

Nan Gongjin said, "Yep, no doubt about it. Brother’s craving chicken."

Zhen Tian Peak.

Lin Fan strolled through Zhen Tian Peak’s domain, greeted respectfully by disciples along the way. After all, having a great mom like Lin Fan’s—well, that was the kind of privilege they could only dream of but would never achieve.

"Mm."

"Mm."

Lin Fan nodded calmly in response to the greetings from his junior brothers. He wasn’t one to flaunt his image deliberately.

"Brother Lin, may I ask if something has brought you here? Brother Ye is in closed-door cultivation and likely won’t be able to host you," a disciple proactively approached to strike up a conversation. Ever since Nan Gongjin was recruited by the other side, Brother Ye hadn’t really paid much attention to the junior disciples here.

Something like, "Even someone I held so dear has betrayed me—how could I possibly count on any of you?"

So, the disciples on Zhen Tian Peak mostly kept to their own business, self-managing their daily tasks.

Lin Fan said, "No need for him to host me. I’m very familiar with this place—just came to grab something, that’s all."

The disciple stared blankly at Lin Fan. This was Zhen Tian Peak, after all—how could he claim to be "familiar"? Plus, to say something like "grab something" so casually—if Brother Ye found out, he’d probably jump up in rage.

Soon enough—

When Lin Fan reached the chicken coop, the Five-colored Heavenly Chickens were ambling leisurely inside. From time to time, they would lower their heads to peck at the rice scattered on the ground.

There were also paired chickens rubbing against one another, building intimacy.

"They’ve been raised pretty well, much plumper than when I saw them last time." Lin Fan had a unique fondness for these Five-colored Heavenly Chickens. It was a feeling difficult to express with words—something that could only be savored when tasting their meat, feeling its texture and flavor, achieving a sense of oneness and harmony.

Suddenly—

The Five-colored Heavenly Chickens that had been enjoying their carefree lives felt the aura of a predator.

They swiveled their chicken heads, their beady little eyes locking onto Lin Fan’s.

Then—

Buk-buk-buk!

The scene erupted into a full-on, chaotic flurry. "Chicken flying and dogs running" perfectly described the situation now.

The Five-colored Heavenly Chickens panicked, flapping their wings wildly in a desperate attempt to flee the coop. They sensed the looming danger—staying put meant they’d get eaten.

Lin Fan chuckled as he said, "I didn’t expect that after all this time, they’d still remember me. They’re so excited to see me—it’s touching. You guys have been on my mind every single day after all."

Five-colored Heavenly Chickens: "Have some dignity, will you?"

Lin Fan wasted no time. He dove straight in, quickly grabbing hold of one plump Five-colored Heavenly Chicken. Another chicken, seeing its mate captured, wasn’t about to stand idly by. Wings spread and clucking furiously, it charged at Lin Fan.

"Getting jealous because I’m not catching you? Alright then, let’s fulfill your humble request." Lin Fan laughed as he scooped up the chicken couple in one swift motion.

Not far away, some disciples witnessing this scene felt a deep sadness in their hearts. But none of them dared to step forward and intervene. These Five-colored Heavenly Chickens were treasures dear to Brother Ye—and yet someone was bold enough to openly snatch them? This was crossing quite a line.

Meanwhile, Ye Zhen Tian, who was in closed-door cultivation, was, of course, unaware of the situation outside.

He was fully immersed in the realm of Dao Artifacts, with no time to care about anything else.

Not long after—

Lin Fan descended from the peak with a chicken in each hand. "When your Brother Ye emerges from seclusion, let him know I came to take two chickens."

The disciples of Zhen Tian Peak watched Lin Fan leave, speechless. What could they even say? The positions they held weren’t equal—who would dare to pipe up, "These chickens belong to Brother Ye! You can’t take them!" The consequences of confronting him could very well be terrifying.

From their observations—

Brother Lin was someone quite petty. Anyone who offended him usually didn’t have a good ending.

Hadn’t they noticed how Brother Lin consistently dropped by Zhen Tian Peak to pick on Brother Ye? If it weren’t intentional, why didn’t Brother Lin visit any of the other peaks?

When Lin Fan returned—

Xi Xi and the others glanced at the chickens in his hands, silently thinking to themselves. The rift between Junior Brother Lin and Ye Zhen Tian seemed irreparable now. These chickens had really taken quite the toll.

"Give me a moment, and you’ll soon have delicious red date chicken soup," Lin Fan said, carrying the two chickens into the kitchen. He boiled water, picked up the knife, and bled the chickens. Then, he tossed them into the hot water to pluck their feathers. Splendid, colorful feathers flew everywhere—it was unfortunate, truly unfortunate.

At that moment, Xi Xi and the others started their own discussion.

"Junior Brother Lin might be aiming to wipe out all the chickens on Zhen Tian Peak. When Ye Zhen Tian comes out of seclusion, he’ll be furious."

"Yeah, I think Junior Brother Lin has an unusual fondness for chickens."

"I’ve always wondered why Brother Lin is so dead set on chewing Ye Zhen Tian out. Their conflicts don’t seem that serious to me—didn’t it all just start with that Life and Death Platform duel?"

They debated back and forth but still couldn’t piece together the reasons behind it all.

The hidden truth, of course, wasn’t something they could possibly uncover.

Soon enough—

"I’m smelling something incredible. I know Junior Brother Lin must have finished the chicken soup!" Chen Zhiyu, ever the foodie, immediately perked up. Even though his body was already so fat it hindered his mobility, he could never resist the allure of delicious food.

Lin Fan walked over with a pot of chicken soup. Afterward, he handed a packed portion to Nan Gongjin. "Take this to Xuanjian Peak for Meng Qingyao—let her nourish her body."

"Yes, Brother," Nan Gongjin replied gladly.

Huh?

Xi Xi and the others gaped at Lin Fan in confusion. Nourishing Senior Sister’s body—what kind of secret was hidden behind this gesture?

They all felt something seemed... odd.

"Why are you all looking at me like that?" Lin Fan raised a hand to touch his dashing face. "What? Could it be my unrivaled handsomeness has left you all hopelessly captivated?"

Xi Xi remarked, "Junior Brother, let’s have a proper conversation, please stop with this nonsense."

"Alright, nothing much to it. I just stayed at Xuanjian Peak for a while and felt guilty—thought I’d send Meng Qingyao some chicken soup to patch things up," Lin Fan said lightly. After all, it had been their first time—one had lost quite a lot of blood; the other had spent their essence seeking someone’s help. Proper nourishment was necessary to avoid future weakness.

Later—

Nan Gongjin returned, his head hung low. He didn’t dare to look up. "Brother, I delivered it."

"Got beaten up?" Lin Fan inquired.

Nan Gongjin froze for a moment. "Brother, how did you know?"

"I just knew. If I thought you wouldn’t get beaten, I would’ve gone myself. Knowing full well you’d get whacked is why I sent you instead. Still, you’ve worked hard—come have some food. I saved you a chicken drumstick to replenish your strength." Lin Fan was well aware that Meng Qingyao wasn’t easy to deal with and knew she would likely overturn the meal box. To avoid wasting ingredients, Lin Fan had deliberately packed two chicken butts instead.

At this moment, Nan Gongjin had nothing left to say. Initially, he wouldn’t have been attacked. But when Meng Qingyao saw the two plump chicken butts rolling across the ground after the meal box was tossed over, Nan Gongjin ended up black and blue all over.

If he hadn’t run fast enough, his legs might’ve been broken.

Chen Zhiyu, munching with oil dripping from his mouth, searched his bowl for a while. "Huh! Where’s my favorite chicken butt? How come there’s not a single one left?"

Lin Fan said nothing, just smiled. Meanwhile, Nan Gongjin kept his head down, eating his chicken drumstick, tears streaming from his face.

Chicken butt, my ass.

Time flew by!

Days and months passed like an arrow in Taiwu Immortal Sect. The past days had been far too comfortable—nothing but chicken day in, day out. By now, even the disciples of Zhen Tian Peak had grown used to Lin Fan’s presence. Watching their Five-colored Heavenly Chicken population shrink by the day, their hearts ached.

It was hard to imagine what their senior brother would do when he finally came out.

"Hahahaha..."

One day, an earth-shattering laugh echoed across Zhen Tian Peak.

All the disciples were startled.

Brother Ye had come out of seclusion.

In this period of time, he had painstakingly studied the small cauldron, refining and assimilating it. Finally, he had managed to suppress the Dao Artifact. What surprised Ye Zhen Tian even more was that hidden within this small cauldron was a trace of Dao Rhyme left behind by an unknown great expert.

He had comprehended the Dao Rhyme and achieved a significant leap in his strength, even gaining partial understanding of a fragmentary Great Divine Power left behind by the mysterious expert.

"Lifting Mountains and Rivers!"

This was a Great Divine Power rooted in Body Refinement techniques. Although incomplete, it was a stroke of incredible luck for Ye Zhen Tian, affirming his belief that he was a man of great fortune.

He stepped out of the closed-door cultivation chamber.

Disciples had already gathered to stand on either side, greeting him with respect, "Congratulations to Brother Ye for completing seclusion and greatly enhancing his strength!"

"Hahaha, excellent..." Ye Zhen Tian’s spirits soared, all his previous frustrations swept clean by the joy of this moment.

To the disciples, the stronger their senior brother became, the better life would be for them.

Zhen Tian Peak’s rank within the Taiwu Immortal Sect was mid-to-high, though it was still slightly short of peak status.

This ranking, of course, was determined by both strength and wealth.

The more powerful and resourceful the mountain’s senior brother was, the better the lives of his subordinates would be.

Ye Zhen Tian felt an inexhaustible surge of vitality within him. Walking along his mountain peak, he admired the flourishing land he had painstakingly built, feeling a pride that swelled uncontrollably.

Then suddenly—

His steps halted, and his gaze fixated on a spot nearby. The ground was littered with vibrant chicken feathers. In the chicken coop, there remained only a single Five-colored Heavenly Chicken standing lonely among the group. It was a dazzling sight, to be sure, but that chicken cowered in a corner, trembling fiercely, shielding its head with its wings, as though saying, "If I can’t see you, you can’t see me."

"Where are my chickens?"

Ye Zhen Tian roared in fury. Where in the world had all his Five-colored Heavenly Chickens gone?

At that moment, a figure entered Ye Zhen Tian’s line of sight—it was the person he despised most.

"Out of seclusion, are we? Congratulations! Judging by your cheerful expression, you must’ve made significant progress," Lin Fan greeted him cheerfully, then, right in front of Ye Zhen Tian, walked into the chicken coop.

He reached out and grabbed that trembling Five-colored Heavenly Chicken without hesitation.

Ye Zhen Tian bellowed, "Put down my chicken!"