CHAPTER 445: CHAPTER 0442: HAND DEMON MADMAN - LIN FAN

Lin Fan’s figure kept moving, weaving in and out like a phantom.

One moment he appeared here, then another moment there; his silhouette was impossible to pin down.

"My Brother Qin said he wants to beat you up, so this humble one has no choice but to comply. Don’t worry, Fairy, I rarely cause any psychological trauma to women."

As soon as his words fell.

He appeared in front of the Yaochi Fairy and struck with a palm. The fairy remained unfazed, a glowing barrier enveloping the surroundings.

Boom!

This light shield had some durability, managing to fend off his strike. But this was just the beginning—how could the Great Cutting Skill not be invincible?

Crack!

His palm shattered the barrier and slammed down mercilessly.

Bang!

Elastic.

Somewhat... plump.

Splurt!

The Yaochi Fairy’s expression changed dramatically, her snow-white face turning rosy, blood trickling from the corner of her lips, her eyes filled with sheer terror. She hadn’t expected her opponent to be so overwhelmingly powerful.

No one noticed where Lin Fan’s palm landed.

Even the Yaochi Fairy herself didn’t pay attention.

Maybe she never conceived of someone daring to do such a thing.

Qin Yang shouted in amazement, "Brother Lin, well done! Beat up this old hag! With her looks, how can she rank first? If you ask me, Dream Fairy is far better than her."

As expected.

For a bootlicker, his cries were solely motivated by injustice for the goddess in his heart.

"Stop harming the Fairy!"

The man Lin Fan had just beaten into spitting blood now saw the Fairy wounded. Heartbroken, he ignored his own injuries and charged at Lin Fan.

Bam!

A miserable scream echoed.

The man was kicked far away, collapsing on the ground, coughing up blood nonstop. Yet, in his heart, he was full of hatred.

Why am I so weak?

If only I were a little stronger...

None of this would have happened.

The Yaochi Fairy possessed various methods; among those at the same cultivation level, she was unmatched, let alone against Lin Fan, whose cultivation was an entire realm below hers.

For any prodigy, this was an insurmountable gap.

Unless you were one of those rare, peerless geniuses, appearing only once in tens of thousands of years. Otherwise, overcoming it was impossible.

But alas.

Lin Fan was precisely that one-in-a-million existence.

Bam!

His palm fell again, shattering the Fairy’s defenses. His initial strike was ruthless, but as his palm landed on her, his strength withdrew significantly. He worried that if he hit too hard, he might kill her.

Or worse, blow *that place* apart entirely.

As Lin Fan gradually reduced his strength and his strikes repeatedly targeted the same area, the Yaochi Fairy realized something was wrong.

Her injuries were severe.

But for a cultivator, as long as they didn’t die, they could continue onward.

By now, the surrounding crowd was utterly dumbfounded, their initial rage giving way to stunned silence.

At first, when the Yaochi Fairy was injured, their hearts burned with fury. They wished they could fight Lin Fan to the death, asking why he would treat such a beautiful fairy this way.

Did he even know how much their hearts bled when they saw her lips drip with blood?

But very soon.

They noticed the specific area where he kept striking. Damn it, it seemed to alternate—once the left, then the right, back and forth between the two.

And to their despair.

The Yaochi Fairy seemed completely unaware of this.

"No more, no more! Do you have stones packed in there? My palm is starting to hurt." Lin Fan shook his hand, raised it to his face for inspection, then exclaimed, "Oh my god, it smells like milk! Did you poison me or something?"

Splat!

The Yaochi Fairy couldn’t hold back a mouthful of blood, spurting it out furiously. Only now did she realize just how outrageous his actions had been.

From the beginning to the end, he only struck *that place*.

And now, right in front of the crowd, he was sniffing his hand. She couldn’t bear it; her anger surged, her face grew pale, her body teetering as though she might collapse at any moment.

"Oh my heavens..."

Qin Yang stood slack-jawed, practically on his knees. If anyone asked why he was kneeling, he wouldn’t say it was because he was dizzy from Lin Fan’s antics, would he?

Brother Lin was absolutely a beast.

Previously, Qin Yang had reconsidered and thought maybe Lin Fan wasn’t one. But now, this was incontrovertible proof—he was undoubtedly a beast through and through.

"You shameless scoundrel..."

The Yaochi Fairy glared angrily, her delicate body trembling from sheer fury. She’d never encountered such humiliation before; now, she was almost crushed by the shame of her failure to realize it sooner.

Until this moment.

She looked down.

It gleamed.

Like metal worn smooth from repeated touches, polished to a sheen.

Lin Fan frowned and said, "Fairy, what do you mean by that? Unable to defeat me, now you’re trying to act coy? In battle, life and death can be decided in an instant. Misunderstandings are inevitable sometimes."

"But how can you attach such accusations to me just because of that?"

"If you can’t afford to lose, you’re free to leave. I, Lin Fan, wouldn’t stoop to argue with a mere woman."

So righteous and magnanimous.

He’d taken plenty of advantage already, yet his words could infuriate anyone with less-than-stable emotions, making them cough up blood.

Indeed!

The Yaochi Fairy’s composure wasn’t stable.

She had already spat blood multiple times.

The nearby onlookers fixed their gaze on Lin Fan’s hands, wishing those hands were theirs instead, savoring so many close contacts. Jealousy filled their hearts.

"I swear I will kill you." Filled with venomous hatred, the Yaochi Fairy spat out this declaration before turning to leave.

Lin Fan chuckled, "We cultivators walk the straight and narrow. I’ll await your return. If there’s a next time, I’ll still use these hands to hit you. So you’ll always remember me!"

Splat!

The departing figure staggered once again, blood spilling across the heavens.

"Ah! An immortal with such poor mental fortitude will never reach the end of the path."

Lin Fan sighed, feeling their mental discipline wasn’t strong enough.

If a goddess deliberately targeted his lower limbs, he wouldn’t react at all. Instead, he’d yell loudly...

Bring it on—take a good, hard look!

Xiang Fei approached Lin Fan, visibly exasperated.

"Brother Lin, from now on, please don’t casually reveal your name. I’m worried your reputation will take a turn for the worse."

He wasn’t joking.

Those people just now would definitely spread word of this.

Once the news got out, their days would become incredibly difficult. The Yaochi Fairy had many admirers, including terrifying prodigies.

If Brother Lin offended the Flower List Immortal too, his future was bleak.

Finding a secluded place to live might be the best option.

"Brother Lin, I, Qin Yang, am convinced. Even if I had ten times your courage, I wouldn’t dare to do what you’ve done—accomplishing what I’ve long wanted but never dared to attempt." Qin Yang was full of admiration, then spoke sleazily, "Hey, can I take a closer look at those hands? I swear I won’t sniff them, I just want to see what kind of hands could torment even the Yaochi Fairy herself."

"Qin Yang, how can you be so vulgar? For someone like me or Brother Xiang, righteous and upright, it’s a miracle we’re associated with you at all," Lin Fan lamented deeply.

Qin Yang rolled his eyes, thinking to himself: Come on, we’re all family here. Could you stop pretending to talk about integrity?

The Golden Toad and the swan were nearing the end of their conversation.

"Your Fairy doesn’t want you anymore, she hasn’t even thought of you. You’re better off following me," the Golden Toad chuckled smugly.

Let them mock me as a toad wanting swan meat—now I’ll prove my worth.

Xiang Fei remarked, "We can’t stay here much longer. The Yaochi Fairy suffered a major loss here; there’s no way she’ll let it go. If the Yaochi Sacred Land sends powerful figures, we might not escape."

Lin Fan agreed.

It’s not the weaker ones we’re afraid of—it’s the possibility that the bigwigs come looking for trouble. That would truly be insurmountable.

The Golden Toad thought he might slip free.

Yet to his dismay, they hadn’t forgotten about him. Even leaving, they ensured he left with them.

"My fellow cultivators, we’ve only just met, must you do this?"

He cried out.

But it was utterly pointless.

After returning to the Sacred Land, the Yaochi Fairy retreated, her demeanor icy as she entered the mountain. No one knew what she had experienced or why she was so cold. Even standing near her made one feel chilled to the bone.

Those who followed her couldn’t resist sharing what they had seen and heard.

When news spread.

The first reaction from listeners was disbelief.

What kind of person was the Yaochi Fairy, and how strong were her Flower Guardians? How could some vile rogue disturb her?

But when many voices reported the same thing.

Even if they didn’t want to believe, they had no choice but to accept it.

And they were deeply shocked.

What kind of divine lunatic could possibly dare to do such things? Did they not fear losing their place in the Immortal Realm?

The Yaochi Fairy had countless admirers, many of them noble scions of ancient families and disciples of Sacred Lands—people who could shake the land with their presence.

If these figures fixated on someone with hostility, survival became a mere fantasy.

When the Yaochi Sacred Land tried to suppress the scandal, it had already spread too widely.

This was explosive news that would rock countless minds.

Lin Fan’s idiotic act of self-identification ensured he would be exposed.

Qin Yang, a scion of the Immortal Venerable Family, was notorious for his flamboyant antics, so plenty of people knew him.

As for Xiang Fei, he was too enigmatic; no one had a clue who he was.

In a Holy City...

This place was not part of any major faction but located at the crossroads of the Four Domains, earning its fame as a hub for exchanges between prodigies.

Inside a tavern.

"Breaking news, breaking news! The Yaochi Sacred Land’s Yaochi Fairy was engaged in combat and struck dozens of times in sensitive areas! A lasting impact—the loss of her reputation!"

At that moment, a man of extraordinary elegance, the pinnacle of natural talent and beauty, sat listening.

Upon hearing the news, he furrowed his brows and grabbed the gossiping man from afar.

"What are you saying?" he demanded, fury dripping from his voice.

The news-spreader, though terrified, stubbornly replied, "This is absolutely true, directly transmitted from the Yaochi Sacred Land. Many witnesses who were there saw it with their own eyes—is there any room for doubt?"

A murderous glint shone in the man’s eyes. Many of his acquaintances knew he had feelings for the Yaochi Fairy.

No wonder, during recent meetings, they seemed reluctant to speak, as though holding back something they wanted to share. This must be what they refrained from revealing.

"Who is he?" the man asked.

Feeling an intense chill, the gossip-spreader hesitated, his heart trembling from fear.

"He’s called Lin Fan. Known by the nickname..."

"Hand Demon Maniac."