CHAPTER 376: CHAPTER 0373: PROVIDE FOR ONESELF BY ONE’S OWN EFFORTS

Thinking is one thing.

Saying is another.

But at this moment, how could he dare to hold back?

Chaotic Demon Youth opened his mouth, and a treasure bead entwined with immortal energy flew out. This was a peerless Immortal Treasure called the Mystical Destiny Pearl, refined by an Immortal King.

"This little trinket looks interesting."

Lin Fan stared curiously at the bead hovering above his opponent’s head. From afar, it seemed as though an unparalleled Immortal King was sitting cross-legged within the bead.

"You little brat, you truly deserve to die a thousand times over! I showed mercy by sparing your life, and yet you act so ungrateful? Fine, die now!"

The Chaotic Demon Youth formed an Immortal Seal with his fingers and exhaled a stream of immortal energy onto the bead.

Buzz!

Space rippled.

A blinding light illuminated the heavens and earth.

Compared to the Red God Whip, this Mystical Destiny Pearl was a far superior treasure. The Red God Whip, which his father had rewarded him with, had only been refined for a few centuries and was given thoughtlessly. But this Mystical Destiny Pearl was something special.

That Immortal King, though not as powerful as the Chaotic Demon Emperor, was a master at refining immortal treasures.

This Mystical Destiny Pearl took millennia to refine, gathering the essence of the five elements and uniting it. It possessed unfathomable powers and could transform into various Immortal Treasures.

"Sky Flipping Seal!"

The Mystical Destiny Pearl unleashed infinite transformations, morphing into an ancient and supreme Immortal Treasure, which hurtled down towards Lin Fan’s head.

A beam of golden light surged downward from the base of the seal.

It rocked Lin Fan off balance.

Lin Fan summoned the Mixed Element Golden Gourd in response, simultaneously channeling a divine skill. He combined the power of Martial Arts and mana into his fist and swung a punch towards it.

With a loud boom.

The Chaotic Demon Youth screamed once again as if in agony. The Sky Flipping Seal hovering in the air vanished, reverting back to the Mystical Destiny Pearl.

"Damned thing! What a lousy treasure! Completely useless!"

He cursed angrily, berating the Immortal Treasure as trash.

If the Immortal King who refined it knew his reaction, he would likely scold him furiously: "What does an ignorant child know? Without the mastery to control it, you can’t even unleash one ten-thousandth of its power."

"Innate One-Essence Great Capture!"

Lin Fan stretched out a hand and immediately grasped the Mystical Destiny Pearl. The Immortal Treasure struggled, yearning to escape the Chaotic Demon Youth’s control and return to its original master.

Swish!

Lin Fan’s divine skill was disrupted by the Mystical Destiny Pearl. Moments later, the pearl transformed into a streak of golden light, pierced through the Heavenly Vault, and fled towards the distant void.

"Looks down on me, huh?"

"Unacceptable."

Lin Fan took a single step forward, employing the "boundless traveler" technique, moving at blinding speed across the Void. At the same time, he flipped his palm and unleashed a great divine power—the Heaven Flipping Technique—causing the entire sky to turn topsy-turvy.

Shortly after.

A third eye appeared on Lin Fan’s forehead. A golden beam shot out, hitting the Mystical Destiny Pearl squarely.

It trembled!

Taking advantage of the Immortal Treasure’s brief moment of shock, Lin Fan reached out and grasped it again. This time, he activated the Eternal Divine Furnace and directly sucked the Mystical Destiny Pearl into its confines.

Suppression!

Burning!

He sought to erase every trace of imprinted marks within the treasure.

To profit and grow wealthy, one must take advantage of others. It’s just like how he had benefited from Sheng Wushuang.

Let others grow like wheat, and when the time was right, harvest them in one clean sweep. Then, let them grow again.

At this moment.

After obtaining the Mystical Destiny Pearl, Lin Fan noticed the Chaotic Demon Youth trying to escape into the Void. Without hesitation, he slapped him out of the void.

Quick and decisive.

Bang!

The Chaotic Demon Youth spat mouthfuls of blood, his body nearly destroyed by the force of the blow.

"My father is the Chaotic Demon Emperor..."

Crash!

Lin Fan descended from above, stomping on the youth’s chest and pinning him to the ground. Perhaps this was the first time the Chaotic Demon Youth had invoked his father’s name, only to be beaten so ruthlessly.

"Even if your father were heaven itself, it wouldn’t matter."

Lin Fan quipped.

Feeling a shred of guilt, he looked up and added, "Sorry, that slipped out. This bastard doesn’t even deserve that comparison."

"You see, why’d you have to act up like this? Everything was fine at the start, but no, you just had to provoke me. Look where that got you. Too late for regrets now, eh?"

Lin Fan grabbed the Chaotic Demon Youth’s hair, lifting him up to look at his pitiful state. He sighed. Not long ago, this guy had been so arrogant and domineering.

But look at him now.

Sigh.

Nothing more needed to be said.

Perhaps this was the depth of his tragedy.

Lin Fan began searching the youth’s body meticulously, leaving no stone unturned as he sought any treasures. In his mind, he reasoned, since this was the Immortal Realm, if he risked killing the son of such a towering figure, it wouldn’t be worth it unless he found something valuable.

"What are you doing?"

"What do you want?!"

The Chaotic Demon Youth struggled, his thoughts racing. He had heard of a particularly twisted, vile technique practiced by some individuals in the Immortal Realm—a malevolent variant of Yin Yang Refinement, where men preyed on other men. The thought alone made his hair stand on end.

"What am I doing? Quit squirming, or I’ll end you right now."

Lin Fan punched the Chaotic Demon Youth hard in the stomach, making him retch violently. No one could imagine the turmoil Lin Fan felt inside. He deeply resented himself for not being deranged enough.

A long time ago.

Back when he was just a Martial Artist, he had stumbled upon a terrifying martial art—the Gathering Technique.

It allowed a cultivator to fully absorb the essence from others through intimate contact and use it to enhance themselves.

Unfortunately.

Lin Fan could never bring himself to stoop so low, and he had long blamed himself for being insufficiently ruthless.

If only he’d been a bit crueler, he might have become invincible by now.

Extracting from humans, extracting from beasts—even gods and devils couldn’t stop him.

Even if it required stooping to harvest power from desiccated ancient powerhouses, were he capable of such depravity, there would be no room for anyone else in this world.

Sigh!

It was all his lack of moral degeneracy’s fault.

Truly unworthy of the title of "monstrous."

That said, as the child of a notable figure, the Chaotic Demon Youth was certainly well-equipped and carried many valuable items. Lin Fan looted everything worth taking, leaving nothing behind but the finishing blow.

The youth had cultivated numerous divine skills.

While Lin Fan coveted divine skills, what interested him even more was the youth’s mana and his unique physique, which was blessed with an extraordinary Immortal Body.

In the distance, Feng Yao stood silently.

She couldn’t interject, and she didn’t even know what to say.

But something told her that Lin Fan was up to something catastrophically reckless.

The Chaotic Demon Youth sensed the killing intent in Lin Fan’s gaze. "What are you planning to do?"

Lin Fan smiled and placed his palm over the youth’s Heavenly Spirit Cover. Mana surged forth, penetrating his body and annihilating his Divine Soul. He couldn’t risk letting the youth’s soul escape, for that would spell disaster.

If that happened, everything Lin Fan had done would be exposed.

"You..."

The Chaotic Demon Youth tried to plead for his life, but it was too late. He didn’t even manage to get a full sentence out before he was completely dead, leaving behind nothing but an intact corpse.

"Perfect. Let’s hope this yields something useful."

Lin Fan had worked tirelessly for this very moment, hoping to uncover something truly valuable.

Quietly.

The Chaotic Demon Youth’s body lay lifeless on the ground. Lin Fan didn’t care at all—it was just a useless corpse to him. But if others saw the body and recognized its identity...

They would likely faint from shock and find a remote, secluded mountain to hide in for the rest of their lives, never daring to emerge again.

If the Chaotic Demon Emperor got hold of them, they’d likely die without even knowing how they were killed.

[Tao Level Divine Power Acquired: Chaotic Void Slash.]

[Ninth Grade Demon Spirit Root Acquired.]

[Immortal-level Divine Power Acquired: Yin Yang Qian Kun Skill.]

Nothing else.

Just three items.

"Not bad, not entirely useless."

Lin Fan was content. What disheartened him somewhat, however, was that he hadn’t been able to extract the youth’s mana. That was truly regrettable. If he could have harnessed the mana, he might have reached an even greater height.

But alas, fate wasn’t so kind.

Crack!

A crisp snapping sound interrupted his thoughts.

Lin Fan turned to see that it was Feng Yao, so tense that she had stepped on a dry branch.

"What now? How should I handle this woman?"

He’d killed the Chaotic Demon Youth, and she was the only witness. Killing her would solve the problem, but it felt unethical—a poor match for his identity as an Immortal Sect Disciple.

"Come here for a second." Lin Fan beckoned her over.

Feng Yao’s heart pounded wildly. She felt uneasy, sensing that things were getting out of hand. Her mind raced with one burning question: Was he planning to kill her?

If that were the case...

What should she do?

"Come on now, don’t be afraid." Lin Fan softened his tone as much as possible.

Feng Yao cautiously walked over to him. She lowered her eyes to the corpse lying motionless on the ground. The son of the Chaotic Demon Emperor was truly dead—a massive mess had been created.

"Do you have a sword?"

"Huh?"

"I’m asking, do you have a sword?"

"Yes."

"Take it out."

Although Feng Yao had no idea what he was up to, she knew that with his strength, she had little chance of escape. Any sign of resistance would only lead to instant death.

Clang!

A long sword appeared.

Lin Fan hoisted the corpse of the Chaotic Demon Youth, forcing it to kneel on the ground. Then he grabbed the sword, piercing it through the youth’s skull.

Next.

He pulled Feng Yao over, making her grip the sword’s handle. Soon after, he quickly backed away.

"Don’t move. Just hold on for a moment."

Feng Yao stared blankly at the sword in her hand, then at the lifeless body with its head impaled, completely perplexed by his actions. What was he doing?

Suddenly.

A voice broke the silence.

"Turn this way."

"Say cheese!"

Click!

The sound was akin to that of a camera.

"Relax. I was just using my mana to record the scene. I don’t know you, and you don’t know me. His death is your doing; it has nothing to do with me."

"Of course, rest assured, I’m incredibly tight-lipped. I never say a word. But if you decide to speak out, well, then it’s not my problem anymore."

Lin Fan made sure to eliminate every possible risk.

The safest option would have been to kill Feng Yao as well.

Only then would it be truly secure.

Heaven knows, earth knows, and I know—but no one else.

Unfortunately...

"Huh?"

Feng Yao was utterly bewildered by Lin Fan’s string of bizarre actions. She stood there dumbfounded, as though she were a puppet being manipulated at will.

Lin Fan approached her and said, "Now, can I have the cloth you took from me? I don’t want anything of mine left on you."

"Huh?" Feng Yao gaped, her confusion only deepening.

This is getting tricky.

Lin Fan worried that she might have been scared out of her wits.

Forget it.

Time to handle it himself.

Rip!

Unwind!

Rip rip!

Unwind unwind!

Lin Fan pulled the bloodstained cloth from her possession and then disappeared without a trace.

"Goodbye. Let’s pretend we never met."

A seamless series of actions, smooth and practiced, as if he had done this countless times before.

"Huh?"

Feng Yao stood there dazed. A cool breeze brushed past, making her shiver.

She looked down, and then let out a blood-curdling scream at an ear-splitting octave.

"Ahhhhhhh..."