Mortal Cultivator: Lin Tianzun

Chapter 39: Cai Miao encounters evil to save Jiao E, He Huan bravely breaks the situation
"I'm leaving now." Lin Fan had just finished speaking when he lightly tapped the ground with his toes, and shot out like an arrow without waiting for anyone to try to stop him.

His spiritual energy surged all over his body, his clothes rustled, and after performing the "Wind Control Technique", his figure became as agile as a ghost, and in the blink of an eye he had created a large distance between him and the crowd.

Seeing this, the burly man shouted anxiously: "Brother Lin, see you later!" However, the only response he got was Lin Fan's back gradually walking away.

The triangular-eyed monk looked in the direction where Lin Fan disappeared and muttered to himself, "This Lin Fan is truly extraordinary in strength and acts so freely. I wonder when we'll meet again."

The pale-faced scholar pushed his glasses and agreed, "Yes, if it weren't for his help this time, it wouldn't be so easy for us to get these spiritual medicines."

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Although Lin Fan said goodbye, he had no intention of actually leaving. Shortly after he turned and left, he quietly hid in the bushes not far away. Why was that?

It was because he had seen that there were still many young medicinal seedlings that had not been picked yet, so he thought of waiting for the Chen family disciples to leave before going back to pick them.

Lin Fan hid there, his eyes fixed on the Chen family disciples. After collecting the spiritual medicine, they lingered for a long time before slowly departing. Only after their figures completely disappeared from sight did Lin Fan emerge from the bushes and quickly head towards the spot where he had discovered the spiritual medicine seedlings.

He came here, squatted down, and carefully examined the seedlings. Then he carefully pushed aside the surrounding weeds, reached out and gently dug up the soil, and dug out the seedlings one by one, his movements extremely gentle, for fear of damaging these treasures.

After digging, he packed each seedling into a jade box and then placed it in his storage bag. After doing this, Lin Fan dusted himself off and prepared to leave, feeling satisfied.

The mission of picking spiritual herbs was finally completed smoothly. Lin Fan thought to himself that he needed to find a place to rest. He walked around and found a natural cave. Lin Fan was just about to enter.

But then I heard a man's voice say, "Senior Sister, I don't want to do this either, but you've always refused to practice dual cultivation with me. You're the one the sect arranged for me to practice dual cultivation with, so I really have no choice but to resort to this."

Lin Fan's heart trembled as he quietly approached, only to find two disciples from the Yanyue Sect. One was a young man in his twenties, his spiritual energy pulsing around him indicating he had reached the twelfth level of Qi training.

He was a handsome man, his moon-blue robe accentuating his tall and straight figure, like a delicate orchid standing tall among the mountains. However, his face, which should have been gentle, now wore a sinister look that marred his overall demeanor.

Opposite stood a woman in a moon-white gauze dress, possessing the thirteenth level of Qi training. Her face was breathtakingly beautiful, like a delicate sculpture of jade. Her cherry lips were rosy without makeup, and when they turned up slightly, they seemed captivating. Her figure was graceful, every line perfectly defined. Her skin was as white and delicate as snow, radiating a soft glow in the dim light, as if it were reflecting light. Her eyes, as bright as stars, were now filled with anger and terror. Her clear gaze burned with rage as she glared at the man before her.

"Chen Yu, stop talking nonsense! Although the sect mentions the idea of ​​dual cultivation, it also requires mutual affection. You are forcing me like this. What's the difference between you and a shameless person?" The woman's voice trembled, but she forced herself to shout angrily, her delicate body trembling slightly with anger.

Lin Fan lurked in the shadows, his gaze fixed on the scene in the cave. The woman, clad in a moon-white gauze dress, looked like a fairy descending from the earth, but now she was trapped within the shackles of the "Soul-Fixing Technique," unable to move. A delicate blush stained her fair cheeks, making her appear even more pitiful.

Chen Yu raised a wicked smile and slowly approached the woman, his eyes full of greed and desire, like a wolf that had been hungry for a long time and finally set its sights on its prey.

"Sister, do you feel anything wrong? Are you feeling your body getting hotter and hotter? Haha!" His laughter echoed in front of the cave, revealing a sickening sense of pride. "This is 'Hehuan Powder' I bought at great expense from a senior in the sect. It's colorless and odorless, and it works wonders."

The woman's eyes were filled with fear and anger. She struggled desperately, but the restraints of the Soul-Fixing Technique made it difficult for her to even move a finger. She bit her lower lip so hard that her teeth almost broke through the tender pink lip, oozing out traces of blood. "Chen Yu, you despicable and shameless man!" She roared at the top of her lungs, but her voice sounded so powerless in this empty space.

Following Chen Yu's direction, Lin Fan spotted a nearby incense burner emitting wisps of green smoke. That was the source of the "Hehuan Powder." The smoke slowly rose, spreading through the air like a ghost, quietly entering the woman's nostrils. This "Hehuan Powder" was incredibly potent; once it entered the body, it spread like wildfire. Chen Yu continued gloating, "Sister, just obey me. This dual cultivation will greatly benefit both of our cultivations. Once we succeed, we might even receive a reward from the sect." As he spoke, he raised his hand and gently caressed the woman's cheek. She desperately turned her head to avoid it, but the hand followed like a leech.

Lin Fan, standing nearby, inadvertently inhaled a few puffs of the "Hehuan Powder" vapor and felt a warm current slowly rising in his lower abdomen. His body began to uncontrollably heat up with an unusual, dry feeling. He thought to himself, "Oh no!" and tried to suppress the drug's effects with all his spiritual energy. But the warmth continued to flow freely through his meridians like a nimble snake, becoming increasingly difficult to contain.

In his panic, Lin Fan accidentally let out a trace of his aura. "Who's hiding there? Get out!" Chen Yu, a member of the Moon-Shattering Sect, suddenly shouted, looking warily in the direction Lin Fan was hiding. The sinister expression on his face instantly turned to vigilance, and his spiritual energy surged.

Lin Fan's heart sank, knowing he could no longer hide, so he abandoned his concealment and slowly emerged from his hiding place, Star Shattering Sword in hand. Chen Yu was stunned at first when he saw who was coming, but then a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes, "Who are you, kid? How dare you ruin my plans!"

Lin Fan suppressed the discomfort in his body, staring at Chen Yu with a sharp gaze, and said coldly, "Your behavior is truly despicable. Let this girl go!"

Chen Yu sneered, "Hmph, who do you think you are? How dare you meddle in the affairs of my Yanyue Sect? Get out of here if you know what's good for you, otherwise, I will make you come in vertically and leave horizontally!" As he said that, he quickly formed seals with his hands, preparing to launch an attack.

Lin Fan knew he couldn't retreat now. While suppressing the effects of the medicine within him, he channeled his spiritual energy into the Star-Breaking Sword. The sword shone brightly, as if sensing its owner's anger and determination. "Stop talking nonsense! I'm going to take care of this matter today!" With that, he rushed towards Chen Yu like a flash of black lightning.

Seeing Lin Fan dare to attack, Chen Yu was furious. He muttered something, and instantly, several ice spikes suddenly shot out from the ground, striking at Lin Fan's vital points. Lin Fan flashed, and his Star-Breaking Sword slashed through the air in sharp arcs, shattering the incoming ice spikes one after another. The instant the ice spikes shattered, countless ice shards flew everywhere, gleaming with multicolored light in the sunlight.

However, the effects of the Hehuan Powder surged through Lin Fan's body, his movements becoming increasingly sluggish, and beads of sweat covered his forehead. Chen Yu noticed something strange about Lin Fan, and a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes. "So you've also been hit by the Hehuan Powder! Let's see how long you can hold out!" He then increased his spiritual power output, sending more icy spikes surging towards Lin Fan like a tide.

The trapped woman watched Lin Fan plunge into danger to save her, her heart pounding with anxiety. She endured the heat and dizziness brought on by the "Hehuan Powder" and exerted all her spiritual power, attempting to break free from the constraints of the "Fixing Soul Technique."

After a while, Lin Fan's consciousness faded further and further. The effects of the "Hehuan Powder" surged through his body, nearly devouring his sanity. But he had only one thought in mind: he must not fall. With the sliver of consciousness he still had, Lin Fan reached tremblingly into his storage bag, hastily pulling out several elementary and high-level talismans, and hurled them with all his might at Chen Yu, the man from the Yanyue Sect.

The talismans flew out of his hands, instantly emitting a dazzling light. The first talisman transformed into a blazing torrent of flames, like a roaring fire dragon, carrying a rolling heat wave, sweeping towards Chen Yu. The second talisman summoned a gust of wind, its blades as dense as sharp knives, whirring and slicing through the surrounding air, intertwining with the torrent of flames. The third talisman was even more bizarre, unexpectedly producing countless sharp stone spikes from thin air, suddenly piercing Chen Yu from the ground, like a jagged hand reaching out from the earth.

Chen Yu's expression suddenly changed. He hadn't expected Lin Fan to be able to fight back in such a situation. He hurriedly channeled his spiritual energy, attempting to block this wave of ferocious attacks. An ice-blue shield instantly formed before him, but under the talisman's powerful force, it was as fragile as paper.

The torrent of flames instantly melted the shield, and the wind blades followed, slicing through his body, leaving bloody streaks. The stone spikes mercilessly pierced through his clothes and pierced his flesh. Chen Yu screamed in agony, and the power of the talisman sent him flying backward several feet, landing heavily on the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

However, Lin Fan didn't stop there. He gritted his teeth, mustered his last bit of strength, and activated the Star-Shattering Sword. As if sensing its master's resolute will, the sword shone brightly, humming with light. In an instant, the Star-Shattering Sword transformed into a streak of sharp sword light, like a meteor streaking through the sky, carrying devastating momentum as it hurtled towards the severely injured Chen Yu.

Chen Yu's eyes widened in horror. He tried to dodge, but found himself covered in wounds, unable to move an inch. He could only watch helplessly as the sword light instantly pierced his neck.

With a "puff" sound, blood splattered, and a head shot up into the air, drawing a strange arc in the air before tumbling to the ground. Thus, the young man with evil intentions was beheaded by Lin Fan with a single blow of his sword.

After dispatching Chen Yu, Lin Fan could no longer hold on. With a thump, he fell to one knee. His consciousness was almost gone, and the world before him began to blur.

The trapped woman, watching Lin Fan fight so desperately to save her, felt both moved and anxious. She knew that if she didn't quickly help Lin Fan break the effects of the "Hehuan Powder," he would likely be doomed. So, she once again focused all her energy, aiming to break free from the "Soul-Fixing Technique"...

(End of this chapter)