Accidentally invincible!
Chapter 215 - 0212: Breakthrough to Nascent Soul

Chapter 215: Chapter 0212: Breakthrough to Nascent Soul

The grand hall’s door was pushed open.

Ye Zhen Tian sat quietly, his gaze calm and undisturbed as he watched the figure walk in.

"Why aren’t you even slightly stirred by my arrival? Have you become so familiar with me?" Lin Fan said with a grin.

He arrived without any sense of courtesy.

If it were the old days,

Ye Zhen Tian’s face would have been as dark as coal, utterly terrifying.

"Your skin is so thick, showing up uninvited... what reaction could I possibly have? Speak then, what do you want? Oh, and by the way, I no longer raise Five-colored Heavenly Chickens. Don’t even think about it."

"None left."

"Not a single one."

He had thought things through clearly: he had dirt on him in Lin Fan’s possession, which let Lin Fan act however he pleased whenever he came to Zhen Tian Peak, treating him as though he didn’t exist.

As for the Five-colored Heavenly Chickens,

I’m done raising them.

Let’s see what else you try to eat now.

"Relax, I’m not here for chicken this time. I just wanted to ask: when will you give me my Spirit Stones? Your Spirit Vein mining is far too slow." Lin Fan asked casually.

The mention of this matter instantly stirred Ye Zhen Tian’s fury.

"Slow? The disciples mining the Spirit Vein were all taken away by you! Where am I supposed to find enough people to mine now?"

"If it weren’t for that, most of the Spirit Vein would already have been excavated."

What else could Ye Zhen Tian say?

Forcefully conscripting disciples from weaker sects to mine the Spirit Vein sped things up considerably. But now, with Lin Fan’s interference, he couldn’t find a single soul.

Lin Fan replied, "That’s your problem, not mine. Besides, what you were doing was bound to provoke widespread outrage. In fact, I saved you; otherwise, the calamity of senseless slaughter would surely fall upon you, making the path to immortality for you even harder—truly difficult."

Ye Zhen Tian desperately wanted to curse him, to yell, "You’re full of shit!"

But recalling that Lin Fan’s mother was the Supreme Elder, he swallowed his anger.

"I’ll give you what’s due, but I need time. Mining the Spirit Vein requires manpower, and with the current workforce, it’ll take some time," Ye Zhen Tian said begrudgingly.

Then, as if recalling something, he added,

"Don’t get too cocky. Wen Xian has recently emerged from seclusion, securing the top spot among the Taiwu Immortal Sect disciples. The gap between you and him is an insurmountable chasm."

"While I may be powerless against you, don’t assume no one can tame you."

Ye Zhen Tian’s mindset had initially been stable.

But ever since crossing paths with Lin Fan, he had teetered perpetually on the brink of an emotional breakdown.

He had never understood why Lin Fan treated him this way.

Even if there were minor disagreements,

Was this level of hostility really necessary?

Of course...

There was no way he could realize that the situation wasn’t as he imagined.

Everything traced back to Nine Heavens Immortal Sect.

Though Ye Zhen Tian’s master’s strength paled in comparison to his own, that master had been personally acknowledged by Lin Fan as such. Could Lin Fan just let incidents of humiliation and persecution slide?

No.

Unless he drove his enemies into utter despair, he wouldn’t feel satisfied.

Lin Fan chuckled and said, "You don’t need to worry about that. Wen Xian can do as he pleases for all I care. If he dares provoke me, whether it’s Wen Xian or Wen Earth, I guarantee he’ll end up just like you."

"I’ll give you half a month. If you can’t deliver the Spirit Stones to me, I’ll go report you. You’ve tarnished the Immortal Sect’s reputation, using Taiwu Immortal Sect’s name to harm ordinary Immortal Sect disciples."

Afterward, he stood to leave.

He knew Ye Zhen Tian was seething with rage and needed space to vent.

Staying any longer would only interfere with his outburst.

True enough...

As soon as Lin Fan left, Ye Zhen Tian began smashing things around the room, trembling with uncontrollable fury.

Bang!

Ye Zhen Tian slammed both hands on the table, his face contorted in anger, bloodshot eyes glaring.

He felt utterly humiliated.

He yearned to kill Lin Fan—the feeling of being constantly threatened was unbearable.

But he didn’t dare.

Because Lin Fan’s mother was the Supreme Elder, and going against her would mean certain death.

Disciples stationed outside the room exchanged nervous glances upon hearing the chaos within.

They were filled with dread.

Every time Master Lin visited, Brother Ye would descend into violent fury.

...

On his way back to his mountain peak, Lin Fan stopped to retrieve an elixir. Jiu Er, eager to cultivate immortality, would need to reach the Innate Realm first. For an Immortal Sect, achieving that with an elixir was a simple matter.

"Jiu Er, take this elixir. Once you’ve consumed it, I’ll teach you the Immortal Law. Remember to cultivate diligently and never slack off," Lin Fan instructed.

"Don’t be fooled by my high status within the Immortal Sect—this place is full of bad people, so don’t trust anyone easily."

Lin Fan imparted these life lessons to Jiu Er.

"Got it, Master. I’ll keep it in mind," Huang Jiujiu nodded obediently, her expression feigning solemnity as though she had taken the advice deeply to heart.

He then stood guard, acting as her protector.

With just one elixir, she ascended to the Innate Realm.

The Immortal Law she was learning suited the Xuanyin Body’s cultivation perfectly. By circulating mana through Jiu Er’s body once, Lin Fan ensured she comprehended the method of cultivation. For the Mundane Five Realms, she would require some time to familiarize herself.

"If you encounter issues in cultivation later, feel free to ask your uncles—they’ll guide you," Lin Fan said.

Lin Fan was a wanderer roaming the mortal world.

He couldn’t stay in the Immortal Sect indefinitely.

He often journeyed out, seeking wrongdoers to punish on the spot—how could he stay rooted in one place?

"Understood, Master," Huang Jiujiu replied.

"Now, call me ’Master’ again."

"Master."

"Hmm."

"Master."

"Hmm."

Lin Fan found it delightful, as though he had established a legacy of his own.

He then recalled his recent escapades with Li Daode, during which they had pilfered items from the Blood Saber Demon’s cave mansion.

Among the loot was a middle-grade Magical Treasure—a stone lamp, useful for cultivation—which Lin Fan placed in Jiu Er’s quarters.

Meanwhile, Nan Gongjin had reached Golden Core Cultivation during Lin Fan’s days away.

"Brother, during your absence, Wen Xian emerged from seclusion after ten years and will soon hold the True Disciple Ceremony, inviting representatives from all major Immortal Sects."

"The Sect Leader is making it clear that Wen Xian is the designated future leader of the Taiwu Immortal Sect."

Nan Gongjin had thoroughly investigated the matter, digging up details about the happenings within the Immortal Sect.

Since following Lin Fan,

he naturally had to devote himself fully to Lin Fan’s affairs.

"It’s fine—a True Disciple Ceremony is just that. If the Sect Leader favors him, that’s none of our business. So long as he doesn’t provoke us, he’s free to do as he wishes."

Lin Fan shrugged it off. The Sect Leader’s preference was his own matter.

Lin Fan’s aspirations were far greater than sect leadership.

He envisioned boundless mana, raising his hands to laugh in defiance of the heavens, rendering all speechless.

Nan Gongjin hesitated briefly before speaking:

"Brother, from what I’ve gathered, Wen Xian has shown interest in your background. I suspect he’s planning something."

"And Ye Donglai has grown quite close to him."

"Wen Xian has already started rallying certain True Disciples, and it’s something you can’t ignore."

The news had cost Nan Gongjin significant effort to uncover.

While not exactly a secret,

the implied message...was troubling.

Lin Fan mulled it over. "Hmm, seems your brother’s position within the sect has caught his attention. As for Ye Donglai, that spineless coward’s decisions are driven solely by convenience. Everyone sees through him, and Wen Xian probably does too—surely he must have some ulterior motives."

"Ye Donglai isn’t stupid."

"Don’t let these details bother you. Constantly dwelling on them will only disrupt your cultivation."

He genuinely paid no heed to such matters.

Whether it was Ye Donglai or Wen Xian, neither weighed on his mind.

As long as they didn’t disturb his immortal path,

everything was inconsequential.

Act superior all you like—it’s your prerogative. Just don’t do it on my turf; nobody will care otherwise.

Nan Gongjin had many thoughts he wanted to express.

But observing Lin Fan’s nonchalant demeanor,

he found himself at a loss for words.

Brother!

Do you not feel even the slightest pressure?

Could we muster our courage and battle them until the sky collapses? With the Supreme Elder as our solid foundation, what is there to fear?

As night fell,

Lin Fan retreated to his quarters to cultivate. His mana had reached 7,500 years, far exceeding what a cultivator at Golden Core Realm typically possessed.

He was now preparing to break through to Nascent Soul Realm.

His abundant mana pulsed powerfully, and the intricacies of his cultivation were second nature to him.

The Immortal Path blossomed like a lotus, bearing fruit.

A tiny infant emerged—a true manifestation of Lin Fan’s own likeness, bonding deeply with him as unrivaled sensations flowed inwards.

Longevity skyrocketed!

His mastery over Immortal Techniques grew increasingly proficient, amplifying their power immensely.

Out of nowhere,

the condensed Nascent Soul ascended above his head, enveloped in radiance and surrounded by divine aura. Suddenly, the infant opened its eyes, releasing twin beams of golden light.

The Heavenly Eye activated.

Upon reaching Nascent Soul Realm, he gained the Heavenly Vision ability, granting him the ability to observe everything within a hundred-mile radius with unrivaled clarity.

The Nascent Soul came with three Divine Skills.

Each was innate to the Nascent Soul Realm; entering the realm bestowed the Heavenly Vision as the first skill.

The second skill was Divine Travel.

This involved the Nascent Soul leaving the body to roam the void. However, it was fragile—if captured by a skilled hunter, escape would be almost impossible.

Hence, it was somewhat lackluster.

The third skill was Nascent Soul Possession.

When faced with overwhelming enemies, the Nascent Soul could flee and seek a being to possess and resurrect itself. However, this often left mana depleted, requiring cultivation from scratch. If unlucky, the Nascent Soul might be damaged, leaving the individual mentally impaired, or worse, causing the original possessor to be possessed in return.

The Nascent Soul provided significant benefits, akin to a cultivator’s second presence.

If crafted into an elixir, it yielded astonishing effects.

At his current level of mana, Lin Fan had unlocked the second ability. The third, however, required higher mana levels, remaining inaccessible for now.

But none of that mattered.

Within a short timeframe,

he had reached terrifying heights.

At that moment, a voice called from outside.

"Master, are you here?"

Lin Fan ceased his cultivation. "Come in. What’s so urgent that you couldn’t wait until morning?"

"Creak!"

Huang Jiujiu entered the room, shrinking into herself timidly as she said, "Master, I’m scared sleeping alone. Can I sleep with you?"

"Back home, my mother used to keep me company."

Faced with this particularly excessive request,

Lin Fan was momentarily at a loss for words.

My dear disciple,

Are you trying to defy the heavens?

And then, suddenly,

A mad old man appeared out of nowhere, saying fearfully, "Dad, I’m scared sleeping alone. I want to sleep with Dad."

Lin Fan: ???