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Chapter 208 - 0205: Truly a Kind Father

Chapter 208: Chapter 0205: Truly a Kind Father

Originally, Lin Fan intended to roam the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion in search of arrogant and wealthy villains. Upon finding a target, he planned to stealthily knock them out, strip everything off them—even their underwear wouldn’t be spared.

If the target was an utterly vile person.

He wouldn’t mind killing them, even bursting out whatever was inside them. Just imagining it felt a bit amusing.

What a pity.

The situation changed slightly.

It disrupted his original plan.

This matter.

Inside a room.

A group of Identification Masters, whose ages combined reached thousands of years, exclaimed, "Master Lin’s words are enlightening, like a divine revelation. Deeply inspiring."

"Indeed."

"Thank you, Master Lin, for sharing such precious experiences with us."

To these Identification Masters, it felt as though they had encountered someone who illuminated their path. If someone hadn’t experienced it firsthand, it was truly beyond imagination.

Lin Fan, with a smile curling on his lips, sat there, savoring his tea. He was in an exceptionally cheerful mood.

Indeed, knowledge enables one to traverse the world, while ignorance makes every step difficult.

He saw in the eyes of these eager-to-learn masters a reflection of his own memories of sitting in a classroom during his school days.

A beautiful teacher lecturing at the podium, while he sat below, staring intently at her face—no, at the content she chalked on the blackboard.

Nine years of education, three years of simulated exam papers, dreaming of Tsinghua and Peking University.

"Alright, I’m feeling a bit tired. You all should go back to attending your own matters." Lin Fan waved his hand, appearing slightly weary, startling the Identification Masters into hurriedly retreating.

"Master, thank you for your efforts in appraising the Divine Medicine."

"Master, please rest well."

Soon, the group of Identification Masters left with smiles still lingering on their faces.

Meeting a true master was their good fortune.

Time passed quickly.

Lin Fan continued to enjoy the finest hospitality at the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, almost reluctant to leave. Whenever the Identification Masters saw him, they displayed utmost respect.

It made sense.

To win over a woman, one needed not only formidable stamina but also exceptional looks.

To win over these elderly men, one simply needed knowledge far surpassing theirs.

People working at the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion noticed how a group of Identification Masters treated a young man with such courtesy.

They began to keep note.

Curiosity also crept into their hearts.

Who was this person?

And what kind of background did he have for so many Identification Masters to show such respect, even calling him Master Lin? The thought alone was intimidating.

In the courtyard.

Standing on a bridge, Lin Fan scattered fish food into the water. He had stayed here for quite some time and needed to move forward. While lounging here, carefree and joyful, was delightful, he sought to continue his cultivation.

During this time.

He had noticed a middle-aged man.

Although they never spoke, Lin Fan had long deduced that this man was Huang Lier’s father, the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion. He was immensely powerful, a True Immortal with immense mana—a vast ocean of it.

Even his own mother’s mana paled in comparison to the Pavilion Master’s.

Soon after, Lin Fan went to bid farewell to Mao Si.

"Master Lin, you’re leaving the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion?" Mao Si was surprised upon hearing Lin Fan’s plans to depart. Wasn’t it great to stay at the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion?

Anything one desired could be obtained.

Even if one wanted women, the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion could arrange them.

Lin Fan replied, "Yes, my spirit has recovered during this period. Divine Medicine is rare, and encountering it is unlikely. Staying here would only be a waste of time. I plan to head out and explore."

"Since Master Lin wishes to venture out, I won’t try to dissuade you. Should you face trouble out there, don’t hesitate to invoke the name of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion," Mao Si said.

The Pavilion Master had instructed him before.

That this person must be befriended, never offended.

Lin Fan added, "If you happen to acquire new Divine Medicine needing appraisal, feel free to find me at the Taiwu Immortal Sect."

Mao Si nodded, committing Master Lin’s words to memory.

"Master Lin, would you like us to arrange skilled escorts for your departure, or perhaps someone to follow you around and handle unnecessary troubles?" Mao Si asked.

Lin Fan waved dismissively. "No need, I can handle my own affairs. I appreciate your kind intentions."

He had no interest in having members of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion tailing him.

God knows what these people might be up to.

Besides, the deeds he carried out were acts of chivalry, and he had no intention of showing off; he preferred doing them quietly.

Thus, he decisively refused.

At the city gates of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion.

Lin Fan glanced at the bustling streets. His path to quick wealth had come to an end.

Nonetheless, the rewards this time were bountiful.

He had earned fifteen million Spirit Stones. With this fortune, upon returning to his sect, he would undoubtedly be among the wealthiest disciples.

In the distance.

A commotion arose—likely an argument of some sort.

Lin Fan paid no heed to it. Quarrels were a common occurrence; he had little time to meddle in such trivial matters.

"To enter the city, you must pay Spirit Stones. Without Spirit Stones, you cannot enter the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion."

"What? You’re bullying me! I’m just a child! I don’t have Spirit Stones. Why won’t you let me into the city? I want to enter! I want to enter!"

The speaker’s words drew hearty laughter from the surrounding crowd.

They had never seen an elderly man shamelessly call himself a child before.

This was so absurd it might just kill them with laughter.

Lin Fan chuckled silently upon hearing this. Damn it, what a character! He was even tempted to see who could spout such words.

Suddenly.

Just as Lin Fan was about to exit the city gates, someone clung to his leg.

The sensation was akin to being grabbed by a street beggar demanding money.

"Father, they’re trying to hit me. Please save me!" A disheveled elderly man’s bright eyes lit up when he saw Lin Fan. It was as though he had spotted something monumental. He pushed through the crowd, lunging at Lin Fan, and clung to his leg, refusing to let go.

Lin Fan frowned.

What the hell!

There’s actually someone this shameless in the world? Him, at his young age, being called father? Who was he calling old?

Such a disgraceful act was simply outrageous.

Lin Fan truly couldn’t tolerate it.

He lowered his head to look and even thought of kicking the man away.

But, at one glance.

He found himself unable to look away.

A True Immortal Realm cultivator.

And he even seemed somewhat familiar, like he’d seen him somewhere before.

Wait a minute.

Wasn’t this guy the skeleton man he’d seen at the Abyss Sea?

What was baffling, however, was why this skeleton man would cling to his leg and call him father.

What on earth did this mean?

At that moment.

Numerous thoughts flashed through Lin Fan’s mind.

The Supreme God Talisman he had obtained had the power to solidify the Divine Soul. The skeleton man had clearly been trying to revive himself and must have used the talisman to stabilize his Divine Soul and prevent it from dispersing.

But because Lin Fan had taken the talisman.

The Divine Soul had partly dissipated, causing issues.

Thinking it through, this explanation seemed quite plausible.

As for why the skeleton man called him father upon seeing him, perhaps during his moments of lucidity, he had engraved Lin Fan’s face onto his mind, intending to seek vengeance in the future.

But with his Divine Soul damaged, his memories were altered, swapping Lin Fan’s face with the image of his father buried deep in his subconscious.

It’s entirely possible.

"Son, what brings you here?" Lin Fan helped the elderly man up, dusting off the dirt on his face while seamlessly adopting the role of the doting father.

"Waaah!" The elderly man burst into loud sobs, "Father, I finally found you! You have no idea how terrible they’ve been. Earlier, on the road, someone even hit me. It hurt so bad, so bad!"

The surrounding crowd witnessing the scene was utterly stupefied.

My goodness.

Have they seen a ghost?

One dared to call, while the other dared to acknowledge. This was truly unsettling.

"Alright, alright, don’t cry. Let your father give you a hug." Lin Fan wrapped his arms around the elderly man. Though the old man’s body odor was pungent, one couldn’t deny his formidable strength.

A True Immortal willing to call you father—what more could you possibly want?

Additionally, Lin Fan had discerned that the elderly man was someone who deeply lacked parental love.

Upholding his values of kindness and justice, Lin Fan chose to embrace the man with understanding and compassion.

In that moment.

The atmosphere grew increasingly awkward.

Even the surrounding crowd found themselves amazed at such a scenario. They might have seen many things in their lifetime, but scenes like this even left them speechless.

"Come on, Dad will take you to clean up and get you a change of clothes." Lin Fan gently soothed the elderly man’s fragile heart, unsure whether the man was genuinely daft or just pretending.

It wasn’t every day one saw a True Immortal Realm cultivator calling someone father—it honestly took some serious skill.

Moreover, one could hardly imagine any True Immortal willingly calling someone else father.

So truthfully.

The elderly man’s Divine Soul must genuinely have been damaged.

Lin Fan wasn’t a bad person; he had plenty of compassion. So when the elderly man called him father, Lin Fan immediately responded without hesitation.

Having a True Immortal Realm son—wasn’t that something marvelous?

Lin Fan took the elderly man shopping for clothes, and whenever the elderly man addressed him as "Dad," it left the shop owner trembling in terror. Damn, this was emotional—how could a son be so old?

The shopkeeper also felt deep sympathy for Lin Fan.

He hadn’t expected it would ultimately come down to the older parent burying the younger child.

The shopkeeper didn’t suspect much further; he merely assumed the elderly man lacked a Spirit Root and couldn’t cultivate, eventually succumbing to aging, leaving the younger man behind in grief.

After all, while Lin Fan could cultivate, his "son" could not—what a heartbreaking feeling.

"Father, I want that cloth bag. Back when you sent me to school, it was with such a bag," said the crazed elderly man, pointing at a particular cloth bag and muttering persistently.

Lin Fan purchased the cloth bag.

The crazed elderly man slung the bag over his shoulder, beaming with joy as he stroked it, seemingly lost in reminiscence.

The shopkeeper’s face took on a melancholy expression.

To him, this was clearly a case of the elderly man’s mind being somewhat muddled, leaving him only with fragmented childhood memories.

Everything was arranged.

Lin Fan gazed at the crazed elderly man, feeling pleased, and remarked, "My son truly is a fine, handsome young man."

The crazed elderly man puffed up his chest, a proud smile tugging at his lips. "Of course! I’ve always been so handsome."

As Lin Fan led the crazed elderly man away.

The shop owner wiped a tear from the corner of his eye.

"Truly a loving father."

He watched as their silhouettes disappeared into the distance.

Muttering to himself.

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