Give Me a Chance

Li Fan was taken aback. "Yes, there is, but why would you want to add comprehension? Your comprehension is already off the charts!"

Upon hearing that there really was such a thing, Zheng Zetian exclaimed, "It's not for me, it's for my master! He just lacks comprehension; if he can use this to help him, he might have a chance to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm!"

Li Fan hesitated for a moment, "Ah... but firstly, I've never experimented on living people before..."

Zheng Zetian,

"No problem, aren't you planning to use me as an experiment? Then come on, no problem!"

What, did you come in such a hurry that you have to go back to the Moon to retrieve it? Can you please hurry back? I'm worried that Master is still afflicted with this tribulation and could be in danger at any moment, and there won't be enough time..."

Li Fan scratched his head.

"That's not necessary. Actually, I did bring the one that increases comprehension, but it was originally meant for Asha..."

"Asha? Chen Sha, the Poison Sword Immortal? Was her comprehension boosted to teach her the Ruyi Sword Scripture?"

Zheng Zetian immediately understood.

"That's easy. I'll teach her the Ruyi Sword Scripture, and I'll give this opportunity to my master."

Li Fan raised his eyebrows, looking incredulous.

"You? I can't even teach you... cough cough, I mean, do you Ruyi Sword Scripture? Where did you learn it?"

Zheng Zetian chuckled.

"Naturally, I got it from that Sword Ancestor. We've known each other for a long time, we're good friends!"

Moreover, while I dare not speak of other things, I do have some experience in teaching disciples, at least a hundred times better than him.

Although the Ruyi Sword Scripture is difficult to master, I've heard that Real Person has a solid foundation and profound skills; he's just lacking the opportunity to break through to a higher level amidst life and death. It's just one step away, and I'm willing to give it a try.

Even if it doesn't succeed, you can just make another one of these system giants. If my master succeeds in testing it, it will also accumulate more experience for Real Person, right?"

Li Fan thought about it and realized that Asha had indeed been around for many years, so a little longer wouldn't hurt. He could try finding more people to test her out.

"But think it through, okay? Song Dayou's aptitude is a bit lacking. These things I've made are a bit too high-end; they're all prototypes. Xiao Jiu is so busy right now, I haven't even had him test them one by one yet. It's not time to make them available to the general public. I'm also worried that Dayou's luck isn't tough enough, and he might not be able to handle it."

Zheng Zetian nodded seriously, "He can do it! I believe in my master. As long as he's given a chance, he definitely can. Please, Grand Master, give him that chance!"

Seeing his insistence, Li Fan nodded and said, "Alright, since you've put it that way, I'll install it for you first and then modify it..."

"Master, please wait." Zheng Zetian suddenly spoke.

"What is it now?"

Zheng Zetian sized up the blood-red figure. "With such an avatar, the Grand Master must be quite familiar with the Divine Sect's Cultivation Method, able to use them with ease, right?"

Li Fan smiled smugly.

"Of course! Do you expect me to tell everyone that the Saintess begged me to become their Dharma King? I don't care about those empty titles."

Zheng Zetian nodded. "In that case, please have the Grand Master disguise himself as a master of the Divine Cult, storm the Huang Residence, and bind my master—no, all the cultivators in the manor."

Li Fan was filled with curiosity.

"What do you mean by this? Are you worried that if others find out I passed him something good, it will attract unwanted attention, and you're planning to cover it up and take advantage of the situation?"

I have my own plans. These biochemical implants can be disguised as a physical body. With careful concealment, they won't be easily detected.

If all else fails, just say he lost control while Moon Worship, went into a state of demonic possession, and grew a tumor."

Zheng Zetian shook his head and said,

"By thoroughly muddying the waters, it becomes easier to get things done, and it also helps the master conceal the heavenly secrets and avoid calamity; this is one reason."

If you, Master, kidnap these fellow disciples, and then Senior Brother rescues them from the Divine Cult, they will owe you a great favor. This will also cover up the fact that you traveled all the way from the South China Sea to save me. That's the second reason.

Of course, this is all incidental. Today, at the Huang Residence, a Real Person the Sanyuan Jizhenzong Tianfu Mountain, Shuxin, is a guest. I would like to ask the Grand Master for help, to pretend to be a protector of the Divine Sect, and kill this bastard while I'm at it, destroying his primordial spirit to prevent future troubles. In the future, when the Xuanmen (Daoist sects) settle scores, it won't involve Ink Bamboo Mountain."

Li Fan was taken aback.

"Ah... that's nothing. But is it really necessary to be so ruthless as to annihilate her primordial spirit? What did she do to offend you?"

Zheng Zetian remained expressionless. "This thief intends to steal my Heavenly Book and seize my Dao Body, thus creating a deadly calamity between us. If this threat is not eliminated, it will cause endless harm."

Furthermore, the two maidens beside her are both sword-wielding spirit children, each concealing a sword within their abdomen. Please be wary of thieves attacking, Grand Master. I believe those flying swords are no match for you, Grand Master, but two lives have been lost nonetheless."

"Sword Servant! How is this evil practice of using people to nurture swords still being practiced? And how do you even know about this? Are you really good friends with Xuan Tian... the Sword Ancestor?"

"Alright, alright, this bitch has to die, right? I understand. Since the main body has ordered me to do as you say, I'll take care of her. Wait for me here."

Li Fan pulled himself up and used the Blood Shadow God Travel Great Technique, like a red bat chasing the wind and soaring through the clouds, rushing towards the Huang Residence.

At this moment, the Huang Residence cultivators also noticed the earth-shattering explosion and wildfire outside. Not only did a group of servants and guards gather to protect the manor, but the Ink Bamboo Mountain cultivators, who had been drunk in the living room, were also sobered up and helped to set up a barrier array to prevent powerful enemies from attacking.

Master Shang rinsed his mouth with tea to sober up and then wanted to fly away, shouting, "Who on earth is causing trouble on Crane Head Peak! They don't take me seriously at all!"

Song Dayou quickly grabbed him, "Senior brother, wait! Such a huge explosion could be caused by Nangong! Just in case, we should put on our armor first."

Boss Huang asked in surprise, "Nangong? Weren't they trapped and besieged at Yu Mountain? How did they manage to sneak into this place?"

Song Dayou frowned. "It seems that, as Ze Tian warned, they're really targeting... Hmm? Ze Tian! Where is Ze Tian?!"

Before they could even finish speaking, their formidable enemy arrived.

"Hehehe! I can smell the stench of the Demonic Sect from afar! From Ink Bamboo Mountain! You think no one can see through your harboring of the Demonic Sect?! Hand over the person to me now! I'll spare your lives!"

Upon seeing that it was Blood God Child confronting them, the cultivators of Ink Bamboo Mountain became extremely nervous.

"My Ink Bamboo Mountain has a pact of non-aggression with the Divine Sect. I don't know where we offended this protector, for he has pursued us here."

"Enough with the nonsense! By harboring the Demonic Sect, you are making enemies of my Divine Cult. If we don't attack you, who will we attack? If you know what's good for you, hand over the Demonic Sect now and I'll kill you! Otherwise, I'll destroy your entire village and leave no one alive!"

Master Shang was furious. "You greatly underestimate my Ink Bamboo Mountain! How can a host stand by and watch his guests be harmed and die without offering any help! Set up the formation!"

"Heh heh heh! You dare to stop me with such paltry skills! Fine! I've long heard of the Ink Mountain Giant's unparalleled divine skills, invincible under heaven! Since I can't find him to fight, I'll test the skills of you juniors! Let's see how much of his skill you've actually learned!"

Shang Jiannan and the other disciples of Ink Bamboo Mountain set up a sword formation, and Li Fan, with a sinister laugh, charged straight into the formation!

Crane Head Peak was already home to many people, and when Boss Huang hosted a banquet, quite a few came to freeload. In addition, there were the hidden guards and experts of the Huang Residence, and the number of Nascent Soul Stage and Golden Core cultivators gathered here was no less than that of a small sect.

However, Li Fan was experienced in fighting a group alone. At this moment, he flicked his hand, unleashing a chaotic blood wind. He was like a storm, destroying everything in his path. He broke through the Huang Residence's barrier with a single move, shattering the great formation. The cultivators guarding the formation were all shocked by the overwhelming power and were sent flying, spitting blood!

"Be careful! This thief is powerful! He has already reached the peak of the Divine Transformation stage! He's a master of the Ten Ultimate Venerables level!"

"Ho ho ho ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Useless, useless, useless! Not a single one of you is eye-opening! Come on! Let me have something that catches your eye!"

Now that he had broken into the formation and was fighting a bunch of weaklings, Li Fan didn't even bother using the Blood Talisman Sword. He transformed into a blood shadow, flashing among the guests and cultivators, his ghostly figure filling the screen!

No matter your cultivation level or skill, once he flashes in front of you and grabs you with a casual grab, anyone struck by his Blood Hand will immediately be covered in blood, turning into a blood-soaked figure in the blink of an eye, their entire body covered in scabs, collapsing to the ground, lifeless, their Divine Sense sealed, their fate unknown.

In the blink of an eye, a large number of his friends who had been drinking and chatting with him had been 'brutally killed'. Master Shang's eyes widened in fury, his anger reaching a frenzy! He roared "Ah--!!" and instantly transformed into a gigantic crane with a wingspan of over twenty zhang! Clearly, it was also Divine Transformation stage! The crane cried out loudly! It spread its wings and unleashed dozens of gusts of wind, shooting out hundreds of sword feathers! It charged straight at the blood shadow!

"Heh heh heh! Too much for the job! You're not good enough yet!"

Those blood-soaked figures were merely sealed away; Li Fan couldn't let this AOE kill them, or it would really be his fault. He immediately soared into the air, transforming into a raging sea of blood! He took the full force of Master Shang head-on, and then a rain of swords burst forth from the sea of blood! With a single move, Blood Sea Sword Howl! He instantly blasted the chaotic swords into the lungs of all the cultivators present!

The power of the Blood Talisman Sword entered his body, instantly spreading along his eight extraordinary meridians, causing his essence and blood to dissipate, his cultivation to collapse, and even his soul and Nascent Soul Stage to be injured by the power of the Blood Talisman sword. At this moment, the power of Li Fan's clone was only one step away from enlightenment; it was merely suppressing his realm and refining his blood power. Which of them could withstand his sword power? As a result, the remaining cultivators who were hit directly spat out blood, collapsed to the ground, and were unable to get up. Their cultivation levels had been pushed back by more than half, leaving them with no power to resist.

Upon seeing this scene—a sea of blood and corpses everywhere, a truly horrific sight— the Master Shang realized he was no match for them. With a mournful cry, he broke through the clouds and soared into the sky, intending to head straight for another peak to seek help.

How could Li Fan let him escape? He sneered, "Hehehe! A bunch of useless trash, you've disappointed me too much!" and transformed into a bloody hand, lunging forward to grab the crane!

The crane let out a miserable cry, struggled and flapped its wings twice, its body was covered with a sticky web of blood, as if it were wrapped in a red spider web, and fell to the ground with a miserable cry, crashing to the edge of the lake.

Li Fan showed no mercy, directly disemboweling and dragging out Master Shang, wrapping him in a blood-red cocoon, and then teleporting back to the Huang Residence.

What? Where's Song Dayou? Oh, Song Dayou fared much worse. Li Fan rushed in and went straight for him, instantly killing him with his first move... cough cough...

"Is everything packed up... huh?"

Li Fan scanned the area with his divine Divine Sense and was surprised to find that Boss Huang was actually faking unconsciousness, and was now struggling to get up and trying to escape. Strange, with his sword power, an ordinary cultivator wouldn't be able to get up at all. Was he protected by some kind of magical artifact?

When Boss Huang saw that the demon had returned in an instant, he was filled with despair. These damn cultivators from Ink Bamboo Mountain were all about eating! They couldn't even last the time it takes to drink a cup of tea before they were all wiped out! They were too weak! And now his whole family was going to be exterminated! This is truly unbelievable!

"Wait, wait! Protector, wait! I am also a member of the Divine Cult!"

As the blood-red shadow flashed in front of him, reaching out its bloody hand to silence him, Boss Huang roared in despair and pulled out something from his pocket to strike.

Li Fan stopped. "Huh? God Lord Jade? Where did you buy it?"

So the Blood Talisman Sword's power was blocked by the God Lord Jade...?

"No! I didn't buy it!" Boss Huang cried out, blood spurting from his mouth and nose. "I am also a member of the Divine Cult! I have rendered meritorious service to the Divine Cult! The Pure Dharma King personally accepted me as a disciple! He bestowed upon me the God Lord Jade! The Dharma Protector is right!"

Li Fan narrowed his eyes. "Oh... you've rendered meritorious service to the Divine Cult, and you're even rewarded with the God Lord Jade?"

Don't say I didn't give you a chance; watch what you're about to say.

Upon hearing that there was a chance to live, Boss Huang repeatedly said, "Yes, yes! It's absolutely true! My Huang family has already pledged allegiance to the Pure Dharma King!"

Salt, yes, table salt! The secret Void Salt made by the Mo Shan Giant, this substance is used to enhance the physical constitution of mortals! The people of Mo Shan have been consuming this substance for a long time, which is why more and more of them are able to cultivate by Moon Worship! I have been secretly giving this treasure to Kunlun to help the Divine Cult's Protectorate Army cultivate! This God Lord Jade records this achievement!

Li Fan laughed, "So you've stolen the immortal opportunities from the mortals of Ink Bamboo Mountain, cutting off their path to immortality? If that's true, it's a great achievement. Who else knows about this? Who can testify?"

Boss Huang said urgently, "Of course! This matter is of great importance! To avoid being discovered by Ink Bamboo Mountain, I had a one-way communication with Pure Dharma King! It was all arranged secretly by me! The ledger! The ledger is here! Please, Dharma Protector, see for yourself!"

Li Fan grabbed the ledger the other party handed him, flipped through it, and chuckled.

"Well, so you've handed over all of the Huang family's secret accounts just to save your life? It's not just salt, it's all sorts of weaponry, even the Holy Armor has been secretly supplied to my sect! You've revealed everything about the Grandmaster; no wonder the Huang family is rolling in wealth..."

Boss Huang smiled ingratiatingly.

"In these chaotic times, having more friends means having more options! The Grand Master has indeed treated me well, but he's the only one who can hold up the table at Ink Bamboo Mountain. Once he ascends to immortality, how will these unworthy disciples manage to maintain order?"

But my cult is different; it's teeming with experts and at its zenith! Sooner or later, it will surely conquer the world! How can a mere merchant like myself not consider this and follow the will of Heaven?

"I also have some meager wealth. If the Dharma Protector is willing to spare my life, I am willing to give him all of my possessions. What is mine is the Dharma Protector's property. Take it or ask for it, without any objection!"

Li Fan laughed and said, "You're really willing to part with it?"

Boss Huang nodded repeatedly, untied his belt, and revealed a ring of Storage Jade tied to the inside of the belt lining.

"You can't be too rich to lose. As long as you're alive, you can earn any amount of money. I don't have much cash on hand, but here I have 20 million taels of Void Jade and Banknotes, 100,000 strings of Blood Coin, and I can't even remember how much Spirit Coins and various gold, silver, and precious jade I have. I'm willing to offer them to the Dharma Protector. Whenever you're short of money, just come and take them!"

Li Fan sighed and reached out to touch Boss Huang's head, which was covered in cold sweat.

"You've had it tough too, but good deeds should be rewarded and bad deeds should be punished. Considering how much you've helped over the years, I'll give you a chance."

A smile of relief spread across Boss Huang's face as his head was removed and tucked into Li Fan's sleeve.

Ugh, that bastard is infuriating! I'm so angry at his lack of self-control. I should have crushed his spirit, but I'm too soft-hearted. Oh well, when I'm planting his head, I'll just tell the flower servant to feed him two extra spoonfuls of manure...

Of course, the Huang family's business had indeed grown too large, inevitably causing dissent. Perhaps it's best to break it up and reorganize it...

But why haven't we seen any members of the Xuanmen sect amidst this fierce battle? Did they escape?

Li Fan calculated that there were still some survivors in the Huang Residence who had escaped through the barrier or secret passages when things went wrong. He wasn't really there to wipe out the entire family, so he let them be.

Fortunately, Xuanmen didn't escape; he was still hiding in the guest room. It seemed he had set up a protective barrier and hadn't noticed what was happening outside. No one knew what he was doing.

Li Fan then used his sea of blood to swallow everyone, and then transformed into a blood shadow to escape and capture them. When he arrived at the scene, he was surprised to find that things were quite intense there as well.

The Real Person and his three disciples checked into the side courtyard of the guest room. They first set up a barrier and sealed off the room with a magic array. It was so secure that the noise from outside couldn't get into the room.

It turned out that Ling Bao, who had brought shame to his sect, was being punished. He was kneeling on the ground, trembling all over, stripped naked, with no protective robes or golden locks left. His hands and feet were bound behind his back with the Imprisoning Immortal Rope, and his mouth was also tied with rope so he could not make a sound. His chest and abdomen were covered with shoe prints, and there was no time to apply medicine. Blood was still dripping from his mouth and nose.

Real Person, however, was completely unconcerned. He took a long whip woven with gold thread, as thick as a hemp rope, soaked it in medicinal oil, and lashed it across Ling Bao's back. With a single lash, Lingbao's skin was torn open, his flesh and bones were exposed, and he nearly died.

Ling Chan and Ling Juan trembled with cold, kneeling to one side, not daring to turn their heads even slightly, watching their junior brother being tortured.

Real Person, unhurriedly, took a small jade bottle and poured out a milky-white ointment onto his disciple's back, instantly healing the wound and leaving the skin smooth and new. Then, he stepped on the disciple's abdomen, took a breath, and woke him up to let him catch his breath. Then he cracked his whip again, repeating this process. Judging from the bloodstains all over the ground, he had probably been whipping him until now.