"Immortal-Exterminating Curse!"
"The curse said to be capable of exterminating even immortals! How did he fall victim to such a vicious curse?"
After seeing it clearly, many of the powerful figures who had smiled at Lin Fan showed a trace of regret in their eyes. They shook their heads and sighed. Heaven was jealous of talent!
As for those from the Wang Clan who had been hostile toward Lin Fan, undisguised sneers spread across their faces.
The Lin Clan's eighth elder and Quasi-Emperor Ji Dameng stepped forward and took Lin Fan's hands.
Lin Fan was startled, but did not resist. He knew they meant well and wanted to treat him and remove the Immortal-Exterminating Curse.
Everyone in Archaic knew how terrifying the Immortal-Exterminating Curse was!
Lin Fan had once seen records of the Immortal-Exterminating Curse in ancient texts.
It could wear away a person's cultivation. There was no medicine to cure this curse, no method to counter it. Since ancient times, everyone afflicted with it had met the same fate, eventually becoming a cripple.
He had heard that during the Immortal Ancient era, an immortal had fallen victim to this curse and ultimately turned to tribulation ash, let alone a mere Spirit Sea Realm cultivator like Lin Fan.
At this moment, the only trump card Lin Fan could rely on was the Nine-Turn Nirvana Pill rewarded by the system.
But there was still something he had not done.
He had not settled accounts with Liu Yanran and had yet to obtain the Nine-Turn Nirvana Pill.
His immediate priority was to return to the holy land!
The next moment, Lin Fan felt two mighty streams of Quasi-Emperor laws surge into his body, cleansing his sinews and marrow while continuously devouring the Immortal-Exterminating Curse.
The longer the two powerful figures worked, the darker their expressions grew.
The Immortal-Exterminating Curse was like maggots clinging to bone. Whenever a trace of the curse was destroyed, it actually regenerated. There was no way to eradicate it completely, and using brute force would injure Lin Fan.
The Lin Clan's eighth elder could not help cursing, "Fuck, who was vicious enough to place such a malicious ancient taboo curse on you?"
Before Lin Fan could speak, Uncle Fu admitted his fault first. "Eighth Elder, this was my fault. I failed to keep the Imperial Son safe. Once we return to the clan, I will accept my punishment!"
"It wasn't Uncle Fu's fault. I was careless and fell victim to Luo Chen's curse!" Lin Fan shook his head. This incident had taught him that he must not be careless when facing sons of fortune in the future.
"Fuck the goddamn Luo Clan!"
"Do they really think our Lin Clan is easy to bully? How dare they place such a vicious curse on our clan's Imperial Son?"
"Once I return to the clan, I'll ask the ancestors to come out of seclusion for a stroll and wipe out the Luo Clan! Otherwise, Archaic really will think our Lin Clan has declined!"
The Lin Clan's eighth elder swore furiously, fiercely protective of his own.
As he spoke, the Lin Clan's grand elder took Lin Fan by the arm, ready to return to the clan. "Come, little Fan, don't worry. Return to the clan with me. I'll ask the ancestors to help you. They can surely remove this curse!"
Lin Fan nodded. The instant he stepped into the void, a mocking voice still reached his ears. "Heh, if it could be removed, it wouldn't be called the Immortal-Exterminating Curse!"
A cold glint flashed through Lin Fan's eyes. He knew the speaker was Quasi-Emperor Wang Kun of the Wang Clan. Once he returned to the clan, he would have to ask an ancestor to kill him in secret.
After traveling for a while, Lin Fan said earnestly, "Eighth Elder, Uncle Fu, I still have an important matter to take care of! Could we return to the clan afterward?"
"What could be more important than restoring your cultivation?"
The eighth elder bristled and glared, but ultimately could not dissuade Lin Fan and accompanied him back to the Primordial Holy Land.
Soon, Lin Fan and his group descended upon the Primordial Holy Land.
By now, the place was deserted. Lin Fan's gaze fell on a corner of the holy land, where a beautiful figure stood beneath the sunlight, radiant and dazzling.
As though sensing Lin Fan's gaze, Liu Yanran turned to look. When her eyes met his, her whole body trembled, and a trace of delight appeared in her eyes.
"Lin Fan, did you come to take me to the imperial clan? I knew you wouldn't abandon me!"
Just as she had thought, Lin Fan still cared about her. Otherwise, he would never have returned to look for him.
As long as Lin Fan came back, she still had a chance.
Even now, she clung to the fantasy that Lin Fan would forgive him as long as she spoke, that she could become a daughter-in-law of the supreme Imperial Son's Lin Clan.
Lin Fan walked toward her without expression.
Hearing Liu Yanran's words, he could not help frowning. Was her goddamn brain kicked by a donkey? Just how confident was she to dare say something so nauseating?
Lin Fan said coldly, "No, I came to kill you..."
Liu Yanran trembled all over. Her eyes filled with complicated feelings and regret, and her delicate hands involuntarily clutched the hem of her skirt. She lowered her head and said softly:
"Lin Fan, I was wrong..."
"I know you still blame me..."
"This was all Luo Chen's scheme. I had no choice but to frame you. If I hadn't done what they said, the grand elder would have killed me..."
"You understand me, don't you?"
From what she knew of Lin Fan, he would definitely forgive her as long as she admitted her mistake. After all, Lin Fan had not suffered any harm.
"I'm your fiancée. As long as you don't kill me, I'm willing to do anything for you!"
As she spoke, Liu Yanran leaned slightly toward Lin Fan. A delicate fragrance unique to women drifted into his nose, and whether intentionally or otherwise, she exposed a glimpse of snow-white skin.
But Lin Fan found it truly disgusting. He had no penchant for women who had been hurt by other men.
Lin Fan said nothing. The corners of his lips curled slightly as he stroked her face, his right hand slowly sliding down...
A smug smile appeared in Liu Yanran's eyes. Men were all the same, lusting after her body. She had a hundred ways to keep him wrapped around her finger.
Lin Fan, I knew you couldn't bear to kill me.
Seeing this, Uncle Fu could not help sighing. Could the Imperial Son still not get past this hurdle? It seems this old servant will have to be the villain!
Uncle Fu was just about to act when he froze in place.
Before Liu Yanran could finish smiling, her smile stiffened. A sharp pain shot through her abdomen, and Lin Fan's voice rang out. "Then go die!"
"No..."
"Lin Fan, you crippled me?"
Pfft! Crack!
Holding the Imperial Sword in his left hand, Lin Fan stabbed it into Liu Yanran's dantian. His right hand stopped at her neck and gently snapped it, both hands moving in one fluid motion.
"You don't know you were wrong. You know you're about to die, that you're about to lose everything..."
He did not want to waste so many words. He was in a hurry to get back.
Liu Yanran's smile remained frozen there. Her eyes still held a trace of disbelief as she looked at Lin Fan, but her head slumped limply to one side.
She was a cultivator and did not die so easily. She had not completely died yet and still had one breath left.
She stared at Lin Fan with wide eyes, wanting to say something, but no sound came out. She could only move her mouth.
She had never imagined she would die like this.
She was Lin Fan's fiancée! How could he bear to kill her?
As though he had not expected her to still be alive, Lin Fan smiled and shook his head. "It's okaaay. Just be more careful in your next life!"
She failed to swallow that last breath and croaked...
With a casual toss, Lin Fan threw Liu Yanran onto the ground like garbage, with no understanding whatsoever of cherishing a delicate beauty.
But that was true enough. What was there to cherish about a dead person?
Uncle Fu forcefully exhaled a breath of pent-up frustration. "The Imperial Son really does seem a little different..."
A trace of amusement appeared in his eyes. Lin Fan seemed like a different person. Could little Fan have grown up?
Or did he accidentally bump his head today and knock his brain back to normal?
Whatever the case, it was a good thing.
The eighth elder asked, "Can we go now?"
Without waiting for Lin Fan to speak, the eighth elder acted, tearing open the void and heading toward the Lin Clan.
At this moment, Lin Fan could no longer concern himself with all that. He immersed himself in tallying his gains as a pile of light screens lit up before him and system notifications chimed nonstop.
[Ding! The host has crippled Liu Yanran and obtained 5,000 Villain Points.] [Ding! The host has hunted down and killed the daughter of fortune, Liu Yanran, and obtained 8,000 Villain Points. Congratulations to the host on obtaining the hidden reward: Flower of Slaughter.] [Ding! Obtained the beginner gift pack: Chaos Gods and Devils Body, Nine-Turn Nirvana Pill, Chaos Scripture, and 100,000 Villain Points.] [Ding! Unlocked the Heavens and Myriad Worlds Treasure Grand Prize Pool feature!]