With everything ready, they set off.
As Lin Fan and the others left the sect, a man stood at the entrance, watching them recede into the distance with a savage expression on his face.
On the road.
Carrying his spiked club, Lin Fan looked this way and that. Apart from scenery, he saw not a single living soul. Bored, he sidled up to Huang Fugui with a shameless grin. "Senior Brother Huang, let me ask you something."
Huang Fugui glanced at Lin Fan and snorted, not wanting to acknowledge him.
"Don't ignore me. We're fellow disciples, and now we're teammates too. Let's discuss something. How about giving me some of your scrap iron?" He only had five grenades left on him now. That wasn't even enough to give him confidence when showing off outside.
If he got a few hundred or a few thousand, wouldn't he blast a hole right through the sky?
"Heh." Huang Fugui sneered. He hadn't expected this fellow to have the nerve to say something like that.
He had been scammed so badly, yet this fellow actually had the gall to ask for more. If he gave him any, he wouldn't be fucking human.
"Ah, Senior Brother Huang is so cold and aloof. A real dreamboat," Lin Fan said helplessly. There was far too little love here. Then he turned to Zhang Long. "Senior Brother Zhang, what's our mission this time?"
"All right, I'll explain the mission. This time, we're heading south to Withered Spirit Swamp to kill the evil cultivator Qing Mang. I've already investigated him. Qing Mang's cultivation should be at the eighth level of Body Tempering. If we join forces and coordinate well, killing him shouldn't be a problem," Zhang Long said.
"The eighth level?" Lin Fan froze. "Senior Brother Zhang, will this really be all right? With just us?"
Beside him, Huang Fugui said scornfully, "Of course it'll be fine. Are you scared?"
Hearing that, Lin Fan immediately chuckled. "You're joking. Me, scared? When we run into that fellow, I'll show you what I can do."
Huang Fugui looked utterly unconvinced. In his eyes, this fellow was nothing but dead weight.
They kept traveling until the sun sank behind the western hills.
A forest appeared before Lin Fan and the others. Though they stood outside it, they could still hear the beasts within.
Lü Qiming said warily, "We need to be careful. There are a lot of demonic beasts in there. We'll have to wait until tomorrow to cross it. Traveling at night is too dangerous."
But to Lin Fan, that danger was bullshit. Even if he played dead, he could fucking lie his way to the other end. His senior brothers obviously couldn't, though. If they died, they would really be dead.
If he had been alone, he would have charged in with his spiked club long ago, throwing all caution to the wind and pounding anything he caught.
They set up camp with nothing more than ordinary tents. In Lin Fan's opinion, weren't they afraid that after spending the night here, they'd wake up in the morning to find a chunk of their bodies missing?
But his senior brothers looked very confident, so they clearly had a way to handle it. Forget it, he wouldn't think so much for now. On this trip away from the sect, he had to put on a good performance.
As for that whatever-it-was evil cultivator at the eighth level of Body Tempering, wouldn't one blow send him to his grave?
Lü Qiming and the others built a fire, while Lin Fan stared at the forest. He was considering a very important question: with so many demonic beasts in there, would he get points if he killed them?
He had to test this question out. Without testing it, he wouldn't have peace of mind.
"All right, you carry on here. I'll go catch some wild beasts on the forest's outskirts for tonight's meal," Lü Qiming said.
Hearing that, how could he stay put? He hurriedly called out, "Senior Brother Lü, leave this little task to me."
Lü Qiming looked at Lin Fan. "Junior Brother Lin, shall I go with you?"
Lin Fan hurriedly waved his hands. If someone went with him, how could he let loose? "No need. I'll go alone. Don't worry, I guarantee I'll complete the mission."
"All right, Junior Brother Lin. Be careful, then." Seeing that Junior Brother Lin was no weaker than himself, Lü Qiming figured there naturally wouldn't be any trouble if he stayed on the outskirts.
"Okay." Waving a hand, Lin Fan headed inside with his spiked club over his shoulder. The instant he vanished from everyone's sight, he burst into wild laughter.
"Here I come..." Without any hesitation, he immediately charged in and briefly surveyed his surroundings. Trees surrounded him, blotting out the sky and sun. As the sky gradually darkened, visibility inside grew increasingly poor.
Who knew how long this place had existed? The trees were frighteningly thick. They were probably several hundred years old.
"Demonic beasts, where are you?" Carrying his spiked club, Lin Fan looked left and right, but he simply couldn't spot a single demonic beast. This left him rather helpless. Could it be that it was late, and they had all fucking gone home to sleep?
Suddenly!
There was killing intent.
Lin Fan stopped, sensing movement nearby. He listened carefully and discovered it was behind him. But the other party didn't seem to be moving for the moment, as though it were waiting.
"I see you. Come out." Lin Fan instantly turned to look behind him. A rustling sounded, as though something had run away.
"What the fuck." Lin Fan was dumbfounded. Wasn't this fellow a little too fucking sneaky?
Normally, when I turn my back on you, you should leap out and take a bite at me. What the hell is this?
Heh!
Looks like you're a little shy.
Lin Fan turned around again. This time, he understood. Since it was shy, he would pretend he hadn't seen it.
Sure enough, when Lin Fan turned his back on that spot again, the rustling resumed.
A pair of green eyes stared fixedly at Lin Fan through the clumps of grass.
Drip!
A wolf-shaped demonic beast drooled freely. It had been watching this prey for a long time. The moment he entered, it had caught his scent.
But it discovered that this prey was quite alert. He had actually known it was hiding behind him.
As a member of the demonic beasts, it never clashed with its enemies head-on. Only a sneak attack could display its might.
At this moment, he realized that this human probably hadn't noticed him, but he still wanted to wait and see whether the human really hadn't noticed him.
Standing there, Lin Fan was getting impatient. Why is this damn demonic beast so sneaky? Do I really fucking have to play dead before it'll come out?
Fine, fine. I'll grant your wish.
At that moment, Lin Fan lay straight down on the ground and hollered, "Oh, I'm so tired. I'm going to sleep."
He didn't care whether the demonic beast understood him. Either way, he couldn't skip the prelude.
The demonic beast hidden in the shadows froze when it saw the prey before it suddenly fall to the ground. It didn't know what this human was doing lying down. Then it raised its head and looked at the sky, instantly understanding. It must be nighttime, and this prey was going to sleep.
But daring to sleep so casually in this demonic beast's territory showed far too little respect.
It had to swallow him into its belly.
Rustle, rustle!
Without hesitation, the demonic beast rushed out like the wind, opening its enormous maw and aiming for that fellow's head.
Lying on the ground, Lin Fan chuckled inwardly. So fucking stupid. But stupid is good. Stupid means I won't have to waste too much time.