After the gale swept through, the forest at night welcomed several battles.
It was accompanied by countless traces of battle across the ground.
When one person finally stopped, the surroundings quietly fell silent.
Lin Fan turned around and glanced back at everyone.
Only then did he see that the people behind him had long since been stunned stiff.
Southeast, Northwest's eyes were wide open.
It was as if they had seen ghosts and gods.
"You're... Senior... Senior Disciple Brother?"
A Bei's face was filled with doubt as he asked, speechless.
An aberrant Green Zombie that had nearly taken their master's life.
And Lin Fan had dealt with it using nothing but his fists and feet?
A Green Zombie—not a Black Zombie or a Purple Zombie.
Its physique was probably something even ten of me would struggle to shake.
Rustle.
Stepping on the fallen leaves in the forest, Lin Fan slowly walked over.
"You..."
A Xi unconsciously took two steps backward.
His expression suddenly grew several degrees more solemn.
Could this person really have been possessed by a ghost?
Why couldn't he sense Lin Fan's aura at all?
Why did Lin Fan's figure now seem...
to have grown slightly more imposing?
Suddenly, Lin Fan's entire demeanor changed.
His eyes turned sharp, narrowing slightly.
He even wore a wicked smile as he said, "Guess."
"A ghost!"
A Nan let out a shriek and hurriedly embraced A Xi and A Bei.
A Dong seemed to have been triggered by that shriek.
His legs moved swiftly as he staggered over, joining them soon after.
Daoist Priest Qian He smiled bitterly and shook his head.
In truth, his heart had already been thrown into turmoil.
He had seen geniuses before, but this child could no longer be judged by common sense.
The Green Zombie's physical body was unbelievably powerful—it was no joke.
Perhaps only Senior Brother Four-Eyes's Spirit Invocation Technique could contend with it physically.
And even then, he would have to invoke the right deity. This little junior nephew, Lin Fan, truly was a monster.
What ordinary Daoist Priest fought with fists and feet?
Without exception, they all used Daoist Magic to restrain their opponents.
The Green Zombie's physical strength was like steel and iron bones.
It was the kind of existence that would make even his flesh ache after throwing a punch.
If they had fought with fists and feet alone, he would probably have been torn to pieces long ago.
Yet this boy had beaten even steel and iron bones into fragments.
It was truly humiliating. This little junior nephew probably had quite a few extraordinary encounters.
At such a young age, he had already reached the Xiantian Fifth Heaven.
His talent was so astonishing that it was as if he had received the Patriarch's blessing.
His physical qualities were frighteningly powerful as well. Such a thing was truly rare.
Thankfully, he had followed them here. Otherwise, in this calamity...
probably no one would have survived.
"All right, little junior nephew. Stop scaring them."
Putting his thoughts aside, Daoist Priest Qian He advised him.
"Haha, all right, all right. I was only teasing you!."
Lin Fan spoke with a playful expression.
Seeing that A Dong was still shaken, he pushed A Nan forward.
A Nan took a careful look. Lin Fan's gaze was firm.
His face was filled with righteousness, and then A Nan noticed that this fellow...
had rather refined features, with swordlike brows and bright eyes.
His face also radiated a trace of heroic spirit.
Only then did he believe that this was truly Lin Fan and that he had not been possessed by a ghost.
"Senior Disciple Brother, you nearly scared us to death."
"Hey, don't say that so carelessly. You were the ones scared to death. I wasn't scared enough to keep screaming."
A Dong interrupted A Nan's statement with a serious expression.
"Senior Disciple Brother, it really is you."
A Xi and A Bei hurried forward when they heard that.
"If it weren't, could I really be a ghost?"
Lin Fan spoke irritably.
Southeast, Northwest suddenly felt a lingering fear.
They also remembered to look around carefully.
"After that battle, everyone is tired. Rest inside the tent for a while."
Seeing that the atmosphere among them had eased, Daoist Priest Qian He spoke.
"Yes, Master!"
Southeast, Northwest answered in unison.
The four of them walked toward the tent.
As soon as Southeast, Northwest entered, they collapsed into seats.
Lin Fan spoke thoughtfully. "Martial Uncle, that strange red evil aura just now seemed connected to what happened to Master and me earlier in Ren Family Town."
As soon as he finished speaking,
Daoist Priest Qian He suddenly came to his senses.
He recalled that strange evil aura from earlier.
It had truly been frightening.
It had actually allowed that Green Zombie to unleash several times its usual strength.
He had nearly fallen victim to it himself.
"Little junior nephew, tell me quickly. What exactly is this evil aura?"
Daoist Priest Qian He asked urgently.
Lin Fan seemed unable to figure it out either. He tilted his head. "Earlier, an evil Daoist Priest tried to control a demonic flower and manipulate Master Ren of Ren Family Town into committing murder for wealth. The red evil aura emitted by that demonic flower was identical to the one that entered the body of the Imperial Zombie tonight."
What exactly was going on? Lin Fan couldn't make heads or tails of it.
No matter where he went, he kept running into that demonic flower.
What was this all about...?
"Senior Disciple Brother, didn't you already deal with it? It's nothing serious."
A Dong spoke after hearing this.
"That is strange. Could they merely look alike? Could it be that you're overthinking things, little junior nephew? After all, evil and demonic auras of this sort are often identical."
Daoist Priest Qian He explained.
Lin Fan replied with a firm expression. "Impossible. I remember the aura of that vivid red evil energy very clearly. Aside from being somewhat stronger, it was no different from the previous one."
Seeing how resolute Lin Fan was,
Daoist Priest Qian He thought of another possibility and said, "Could someone be manipulating things behind the scenes?"
"Senior Brother, Master, stop thinking about it. When you reach the bridge, you'll naturally find a way across. But Senior Brother, your skill with fists and feet is truly astonishing. Teach me when you have time."
A Nan stepped forward and interrupted the conversation between master and junior nephew.
A look flashed through Lin Fan's eyes.
He seemed to be looking at an idiot, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
The Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, brother.
Did he think it was ordinary cabbage, something that could be taught whenever he wanted?
Not to mention whether Lin Fan even had the ability to teach others.
Even if he did, merely revealing such a Daoist scripture would probably cause countless factions to fight over it.
If he didn't have that system, he wouldn't even know where to steal it from.
And he wanted to be taught? Letting him witness it was already a great favor.
It had to be said that innocence was also a good thing.
They had just gone through a life-and-death battle, and their master had nearly died.
Yet in such a short time, this junior brother could already relax so completely.
That was truly rare.
"Stop fooling around, A Nan!."
Daoist Priest Qian He immediately reprimanded him sternly.
"Oh."
A Nan retreated behind Daoist Priest Qian He, slightly embarrassed.
"It's fine, Martial Uncle. Now that everything here is settled, we should hurry and catch up with them."
Lin Fan said this.
"Senior Disciple Brother is right. We have to hurry back. Who knows how far they've gone?"
A Dong agreed after hearing him.
Daoist Priest Qian He nodded. "All right. Our top priority is still to catch up with them. We must avoid complications from delay. Who knows what strange things might happen during the night?"
After he finished speaking,
the group prepared to hurry back.
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