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It is outright heresy, speaking so lightly of the Flower List Fairies. If certain people find out, resolving it won’t be so simple. The Immortal Realm has no shortage of celestial prodigies.
The number of admirers surrounding the Fairies is beyond measure.
If word gets out, being hunted to the ends of the earth would be considered merciful.
Not to mention, if the factions backing those Fairies found out, they would undoubtedly employ lightning-quick methods to kill, protecting the Fairy’s honor and punishing such audacious rogues.
Each Fairy garners the attention of Immortal Emperors, and a mystical connection exists between them. Currently, certain people within the Immortal Realm are cultivating bizarre divine skills to turn ordinary women into the likeness of Fairies, fulfilling their inner desires.
But once such transformations are complete, they are immediately sensed by ancient powers, who strike them down from afar, reducing them to ashes.
Immortal Ling looked at Lin Fan, clearly astonished by his words, then smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, your remarks are truly interesting. If those Fairies heard of this, I’m afraid it would be difficult for you to provide an explanation."
Lin Fan waved his hand and said, "No need to worry. I’ve already interacted with them, and the fact that I’m still alive shows just how good my relationships with those Fairies are."
Immortal Ling regretted inviting him over. From his words, he seemed like a madman—flippant, and the type to spout wild nonsense without filter.
Such a person was thoroughly unpleasant.
"May I ask for the esteemed name of this Daoist?" Immortal Ling inquired.
If he hadn’t reached the Immortal King Realm, Lin Fan might have hesitated for a moment before revealing his identity, lest he draw in a powerful enemy.
"I am Lin Fan." Lin Fan smiled as he introduced himself.
Immortal Ling herself didn’t immediately react, but the old man beside her gasped, "Lin Fan? Are you the same Lin Fan who cultivates the Forbidden System of the Immortal Realm?"
Lin Fan noticed the old man’s imposing aura suddenly intensify, clearly raising his guard.
"Indeed, that is me," Lin Fan said.
At this moment, Immortal Ling finally pieced things together.
Her gaze toward Lin Fan became strange—this was the very individual being hunted by the mighty figures of the Immortal Realm.
Soon, Immortal Ling suppressed her inner shock and laughed, "Brother Lin, you truly possess extraordinary courage. Despite knowing you’re wanted across the Immortal Realm, you still dare to announce your name openly. Admirable, truly admirable."
"Haha, Fairy must be joking. What is there to fear? With my current cultivation, even if an Immortal Emperor stands before me, it’s not certain they can do a thing to me," Lin Fan said nonchalantly.
As those words left his lips—
Immortal Ling stared at Lin Fan, stunned. She hadn’t expected him to exude this level of confidence.
The old man beside her said, "Brother Lin, isn’t this confidence of yours a bit excessive?"
Lin Fan cast a sidelong glance at the old man, and at once, an aura surpassing that of an Immortal King descended heavily. "Your cultivation is decent—Immortal King level. But still, you’re a bit weak."
At that moment, the old man’s eyes widened in shock as a terrifying pressure enveloped him. He didn’t even dare move, staring at Lin Fan in horror as he realized the man’s strength was beyond anything he imagined.
Soon after, the pressure receded.
The old man returned to normal and cupped his fists. "Brother Lin’s power is terrifying. No wonder you exude such confidence."
"In the Immortal Realm today, one ultimately cannot do without becoming an Immortal Emperor. But for me, Immortal Emperor status is already within reach," Lin Fan said.
It was, admittedly, rather boastful.
But he undeniably had the strength to back it up.
Immortal Ling noted the old man’s expression and immediately understood what had just transpired. She glanced at Lin Fan, now slightly wary—if he were to act, she and her companions might not be able to stop him.
The old man said, "That Brother Lin has achieved such cultivation—I’m full of admiration. Even the celestial prodigies pale in comparison."
Lin Fan smiled and said, "You’re quite right. I’ve encountered many of those so-called celestial prodigies and crossed paths with them a few times. For ordinary folks, they’re indeed extraordinary. But compared to me, there’s some... disparity."
The immortals nearby, overhearing Lin Fan’s words, didn’t quite know how to respond. He lacked even a shred of humility—it seemed he didn’t know the meaning of the word.
Had someone else said such things, they might have burst out laughing at the sheer arrogance. A young man with minor achievements, unaware of the immensity of the heavens. But since even the old steward was praising him, there must be more than met the eye.
"I see everyone looks rather troubled. Might I ask if something is happening?" Lin Fan inquired.
Recently, he had been pondering where next to go to enhance his cultivation.
Now, encountering Fairies from prominent factions, it felt prudent to ask a few questions. After all, there’s a saying: wherever there are women, there’s bound to be conflict.
And when it comes to a beautiful woman, it’s not just conflict—it’s a battlefield.
He didn’t mind being drawn onto such a battlefield.
He just needed to figure out where this battlefield actually was.
Immortal Ling said, "A grand event known as the Hundred Heroes Gathering will soon take place. Celestial prodigies from across the Immortal Realm are assembling there. Could it be that Brother Lin is interested in this gathering?"
Upon hearing of the gathering, Lin Fan’s interest was piqued.
Eyes gleaming, he became intrigued. Perhaps attending might yield some unexpected gains. Who knows, he might run into troublemakers—those who’d discover his identity, attempt to attack him, and end up killed instead.
At that point, such events would have nothing to do with him.
It wasn’t his fault people sought their own deaths.
Who could they blame?
The more he thought about it, the more interesting it sounded.
Immortal Ling, now fully aware of Lin Fan’s identity, no longer treated him as she did previously. She also found herself believing his earlier claims regarding his dealings with other Fairies.
For reasons unclear, she felt amused.
One of the Fairies ranked above her had apparently been taken advantage of by this very Daoist Lin. She always thought such rumors were exaggerations, but now it seemed they were true.
"Hmm, I do have some interest. Since all the celestial prodigies will be there, I must naturally go as well," Lin Fan said.
After all, he was technically a celestial prodigy, too.
It’s just that his strength was... overwhelming. Other prodigies couldn’t stand a chance before him; one slap would be enough to wipe them all out.
Back when he was merely a Daluo Golden Immortal, he was already suppressing celestial prodigies.
Now, having unknowingly ascended to the Immortal King Realm—
He wasn’t just oppressing the celestial prodigies anymore. He was oppressing their ancestors.
One wonders how they’d react.
Immortal Ling said, "If Brother Lin participates in the gathering, the top prize is certain to be yours."
Lin Fan smiled and said, "I don’t know about the top prize. But surely, many will want to kill me. When the time comes, a fierce battle is inevitable. I just hope the Fairy keeps her distance to avoid being caught in the crossfire."
"If, heaven forbid, you were injured, that would truly be a pity."
Immortal Ling looked at him calmly. She couldn’t quite fathom what went on in this Daoist Lin’s mind.