CHAPTER 405: CHAPTER 0402: YOU THINK I’M YOU?

The trio’s combination was quite formidable.

Their luck seemed absurdly overwhelming.

Xiang Fei gradually began to notice the issue. Normally, breaking through to the Golden Immortal Realm would require years, even decades of painstaking cultivation. Yet, ever since teaming up with Lin Fan, they had managed to navigate danger without truly risking their lives. While their gains seemed modest at first glance, upon closer inspection, the results were astounding.

Thus, Xiang Fei was able to reach the Golden Immortal stage in such a short time.

He ventured out for training precisely to become stronger. Being with Lin Fan gave him an unexplainable sense of security.

It made sense now why Qin Yang hadn’t rushed back to the Immortal Venerable Family. Clearly, he had long sensed this dynamic and chose to stay for that reason.

Just as the two of them had discussed earlier.

The feeling of staying was reassuring. Staying wasn’t a bad choice after all.

Qin Yang was troubled. A voice in his heart nagged at him, telling him he should step in to stop certain things instead of standing idly by and watching.

Indeed, he had been observing for some time and noticed that the young girl Lin Fan had taken in would always leave his room afterwards.

Especially now.

He stared intently, his eyes wide with disbelief.

The young girl was walking strangely. Could it be that last night...

He dared not imagine further.

As if continuing to imagine would plunge him into an abyss of sin.

It just so happened that yesterday, Lin Fan had taught the young girl the Five Extremes Killing Hand. While this martial art wasn’t of particularly high grade, it mapped out the human body’s structure, a must-learn for Martial Artists.

Lin Fan had even suppressed his own cultivation to spar with her. To teach her the hardships and pain of being a martial artist, he held nothing back, dislocating her bones directly to make her vividly feel the mental toll that pain imposes.

Lin Fan had just finished his cultivation. Martial Arts training, compared to Immortal cultivation, was much more engaging—it required no meditative insight into the laws of heaven and earth, only the relentless unlocking of one’s own potential and fortification of one’s blood and vitality.

"Brother Lin, I need to talk to you about something." Qin Yang sneaked up to Lin Fan and whispered cautiously, "There are certain matters that need attention; we can’t act... too beastly."

Lin Fan, utterly bewildered, asked, "What do you mean?"

Qin Yang’s cryptic remarks left him thoroughly confused and baffled.

Qin Yang sighed. Clearly, his subtle approach wasn’t working; it seemed he had no choice but to be blunt. "Brother Lin, that little girl doesn’t look more than twelve or thirteen. She’s indeed quite pretty, and in the future, she’ll surely be a famous Fairy on the Flower List. But you can’t keep doing this! Look at her—she can’t even walk properly now. You know how bad this looks? If you’re really at your limit, we can go out together and kidnap a Fairy. I, Qin Yang, would absolutely take the lead."

Lin Fan froze for a moment, then finally understood the meaning behind Qin Yang’s words.

What the hell!

Raising his hand, he smacked Qin Yang’s head wildly. "What kind of twisted thoughts do you have? Are you treating me as if I were you? Take this—"

"What the hell! What the hell! Brother Lin, don’t hit me! I was just saying, nothing else!" Qin Yang yelled as he fled while holding his head, internally berating himself. Why did he have to meddle in other people’s business? Could it be that nothing had actually happened and it was all in his imagination?

Lin Fan couldn’t even be bothered to argue further with Qin Yang and instead turned his attention back to supervising the young girl’s cultivation.

She was, without a doubt, a prodigy.

Her progress in Martial Arts was remarkable.

She was close to stepping into the Immortal Martial Realm, but in the Immortal cultivation world, the Immortal Martial Realm was merely the starting point. Compared to Immortals in the Immortal Realm, there was still an enormous gap.

However, this was still a phenomenal beginning.

Moreover, Lin Fan noticed a newfound sparkle in the young girl’s eyes. Especially when she looked at him—it was a gaze of admiration, unmistakable and pure admiration.

Never had Lin Fan imagined he’d end up secluded in this place, mentoring a disciple for a time.

If Jiu Er found out, she’d definitely be jealous again. After all, as his senior disciple, she’d never received such exclusive treatment. How could she not get jealous?

...

Meanwhile, the War King felt deeply unwilling. Leaking the information was his way of orchestrating a murder by proxy.

At this moment.

He stood on an isolated island, surrounded by dangerous mists.

"Who dares approach Qiankun Island?" a voice called from within the island.

The War King responded, "War King of the Zhan Family. I’ve come to discuss something with the Island Master of Qiankun."

Hearing the War King’s title, the island’s inhabitants hesitated momentarily. Then, a beam of light pierced through the mist over the island, carving out a golden road leading to an inner sanctuary.

"Please proceed."

The War King stepped onto the island, where the surroundings shifted to resemble a celestial paradise.

The Qiankun Island Master was one of the overseas powerhouses, renowned for his terrifying strength and exceptional Calculation Skill. Although some considered the reputation exaggerated, it sufficiently demonstrated his remarkable capabilities.

"To be graced by the esteemed War King of the Zhan Family brings great honor. Please, have some tea," the Island Master said with a smile, gesturing towards a spot for the War King to sit.

"Island Master Qiankun, my visit today is to humbly request your help. Renowned for your mastery of the Calculation Skill, I wish to ask your assistance in locating someone," War King said bluntly after taking a sip of tea.

The War King had thought it over a thousand times; he couldn’t swallow his humiliation and was determined to seek revenge to restore his honor. However, he lacked the capability to accomplish it alone.

And besides, he didn’t even know the target’s whereabouts—where could he start searching?

"Who is this person? And what are their origins?"

The Qiankun Island Master inquired. He wasn’t reckless and knew some individuals couldn’t be calculated. Such acts could draw the attention of frightening entities that might slay him from afar.

This type of scenario had played out countless times.

True mastery of the Calculation Skill allowed one to deduce both the past and the future. However, the risks were immense; one wrong move could invite instant death from unknown terrors. Because of these dangers, hardly anyone dared to delve deeply into the art anymore. Even those who practiced it would usually only use it for self-serving purposes.

"His name is Lin Fan. I don’t know his background or origins," the War King responded.

With a strange expression, the Qiankun Island Master replied, "How am I supposed to calculate that? You’re asking me to locate someone with just a name? Impossible—it simply cannot be done."

He thought to himself: Is the War King messing with me? Bringing such vague nonsense to disrupt my peaceful life?

If that’s the case—

He wouldn’t hesitate to shut his doors and send the War King away. Madness! He wasn’t about to descend into lunacy alongside him.

The War King felt his request was indeed asking too much. Yet, only knowing his target as Lin Fan, he suddenly devised an alternative approach.

"Island Master Qiankun, in that case, please locate someone else: Qin Yang of the Immortal Venerable Family. All I need is his whereabouts," the War King proposed.

Surely, the trio must be together.

While Lin Fan’s origins remained an enigma, Qin Yang’s were as clear as day to the War King.

"Impossible." The Qiankun Island Master was aghast. "Are you trying to get me killed? The Immortal Venerable Family is not to be trifled with. If their members notice my prying, they could end my life with a mere thought, no matter the distance. I can’t help with this. You’d better find someone else."

Exactly—this man had come here to sabotage him.

The mere idea of divining the whereabouts of a direct bloodline descendant of the Immortal Venerable Family was tantamount to courting death. It was far too dangerous; he wouldn’t dare attempt it.

The War King was reluctant to give up and pressed on, "To tell the truth, the person I seek is Lin Fan. Qin Yang is with him, and finding him would uncover a tremendous opportunity. Lin Fan has acquired the Immortal Emperor Inheritance. If the Island Master assists, we can steal the inheritance together. The Immortal Emperor’s Holy Weapon will be yours."

The Qiankun Island Master was stunned. Hearing mention of the Immortal Emperor Inheritance, his expression shifted slightly, and his eyes gleamed with temptation. If he could obtain the Immortal Emperor Inheritance, his path to immortality would be smooth and unconstrained.

"What’s there to hesitate about, Island Master? Opportunities and calamities go hand in hand. Besides, calculating Qin Yang isn’t meant to harm him directly—it’s merely a means to find another person. As long as his life isn’t threatened, the Immortal Venerable Family’s elders would likely turn a blind eye."

"The Immortal Emperor Inheritance is the pinnacle opportunity within the Immortal Realm today. Without contention from Immortal Venerables, who could rival its power? Are you truly willing to let this chance slip away, Island Master?"

The War King continued coaxing, trying his best to persuade the Qiankun Island Master to act and locate the target.

"The Immortal Emperor Inheritance."

The Qiankun Island Master fell into deep contemplation. "Let me think it over."

He certainly needed to weigh the options carefully.

It wasn’t that Lin Fan couldn’t be provoked—after all, he didn’t know him. The key issue lay in the fact that tracking Qin Yang would expose them to grave risks. As a direct descendant of the Immortal Venerable Family, prying into his location could have severe consequences if discovered.

"What should I do?"

The allure of the Immortal Emperor Inheritance gripped him.

The War King wasn’t in a rush. He was confident the Qiankun Island Master would ultimately agree. The temptation was enormous—it was a gamble worth taking. If successful, claiming the Immortal Emperor Inheritance would guarantee them a place among the supreme powers of the Immortal Realm in the future.

"Fine, I’m willing to try. However, I’ll need a drop of your Essence Blood for the calculation," the Qiankun Island Master finally said.

"No problem."

The War King agreed without hesitation. With a flick of his finger, a drop of Essence Blood floated before him and drifted toward the Qiankun Island Master.

With a wave of his sleeve, the Qiankun Island Master conjured an ethereal Eight Diagrams Illusion in the distant void. Then, with another wave, he sent the War King’s drop of Essence Blood into the Eight Diagrams.

Buzz!

A bright light erupted as the Eight Diagrams rotated. The heavens and earth, sun, and moon all resonated faintly.

But the Qiankun Island Master didn’t dare probe too deeply. He restricted himself to tracking Qin Yang’s location. Every movement was cautious and meticulous, leaving no room for error.

The Qiankun Island Master formed spell seals with his fingers, infusing strands of immortal light into the Eight Diagrams Illusion.

Soon after.

A mysterious connection surged forward, shaking the Qiankun Island Master’s heart. Though he gained clarity on many things, a streak of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

After a long while.

The Eight Diagrams Illusion dispersed as the Qiankun Island Master declared, "I’ve pinpointed his location, but I absolutely won’t do this a second time. Calculating the whereabouts of an individual with Immortal Venerable bloodline has taken its toll on me."

"I trust that once you locate your target, you’ll honor your promises."

He dared not make a move on the War King, given the latter’s considerable backing and influence.

"Rest assured, I, the War King, am not one to go back on my word," the War King reassured.

He prepared to seek out his target. Even if he couldn’t best him, it wouldn’t matter.

After all, he had the Qiankun Island Master backing him up.