At this moment, Lin Fan appeared at the place where he was captured. Looking at the withered corpse, Lin Fan started to loot the corpse. This man in grey robe was killed by Ming You, and even his corpse was confiscated. Obviously, Ming You didn't fancy the things on him. However, to Lin Fan, these resources were as many as he could get, and he wouldn't reject anyone.
"What the hell is this? So poor. What a waste of time." Lin Fan opened the storage ring. With just one glance, he no longer held any hope. He crushed the withered corpse with one foot, then left the place and rushed to the other side.
The corpses of Jian Wuchen, Huang Xuandao, and the others were all there. Especially Jian Wuchen, who had such a high cultivation. It was impossible that he didn't have anything.
After this incident, Lin Fan understood that becoming stronger was the true foundation. Otherwise, everything else would be in vain.
In front of Ming You, he felt a sense of helplessness. He couldn't even turn over his body with just two fingers. Although he managed to kill Ming You with heaven's wrath, it wasn't his own strength after all.
If Lin Fan were to meet Jun Wutian or Wan Zhongtian, his death would be even worse. Elder Tian Xu might be helping him, but now that he had come out to train, his fellow sect members were trying to kill him. Obviously, they could send their disciples over even if they couldn't come personally. Lin Fan was afraid that Elder Tian Xu wouldn't be able to kill him.
This was the first time he felt a sense of urgency.
Especially when the religious brother of the Saint Convent Sect would come a month later. Considering what he had done to Liu Ruochen and Liu Yue, those two women would definitely not let it go. With a strong backing, they might really be able to ignore Elder Tian Xu's pressure and use the religious brother's means to suppress him.
A few withered corpses lay there quietly.
Lin Fan sighed when he saw Jian Wuchen's corpse. "Sigh, you brought about your own destruction by coming to kill me. Look at you now. Not only did you fail to kill me, you even got yourself killed. What a pity, what a pity."
Lin Fan picked up the storage ring and checked it. A smile immediately appeared on his face. Jian Wuchen might have been cultivating in the sect, but he had a lot of wealth with him. He had a lot of pills and skillsets.
However, these skillsets weren't suitable for Lin Fan. They were just Sword Dao, which was far from being comparable to the Transformation into God Swordsmanship.
He finally understood that although points were easy to earn, they were not enough to upgrade his Cultivation Technique. Since he had already chosen his path, he had no choice but to walk it blindly.
Huang Xuandao, Feng Qingyun, and Han Yuntao collected quite a lot of pills. Although they were all mystic grade pills, a few of them were very useful.
"Hey, where did those three guys go?" Lin Fan looked around, but the corpses of Luo Zhengyi and the rest were gone. Then, he frowned. "Seems like someone survived and took the corpses away."
After a moment of silence, Lin Fan decided not to think too much about it. Since he was already in the Thousand Deep Cave, he should hurry up and increase his points. At the same time, breaking through his current realm was the most important thing.
I'm now in the third stage of the Earth Star Border Realm, but if I go all out, an ordinary sixth stage Earth Star Border Realm cultivator won't be my opponent. However, those with an exceptionally strong foundation can suppress me.
Too weak, in the end, he was still too weak.
He was moved by his own weakness and eventually turned it into motivation to increase his strength wholeheartedly.
In the periphery of the Thousand Deep Cave...
Mo Jingzhe had already escaped, but he didn't leave this place. Instead, he was thinking about the guy who befriended him. What happened to him? Did he leave safely?
Just as he was hesitating, several figures appeared in front of him. These figures seemed to be in a panic, as if they were running for their lives.
Mo Jingzhe frowned and rushed forward, taking down all these figures. He knew that they were Divine Religion followers. "Speak, where are my friends?"
These followers had seen the most terrifying scene in the world. They were already frightened. At this moment, they said in a panic, "I don't know. Let me go, our lord is dead."
"Speak, as long as you tell me the truth, I will let you go. I, Mo Jingzhe, am a man of my word. Did you capture the person who was with me?" Mo Jingzhe asked in a stern voice, interrogating the followers.
He was a little confused. These people seemed to be in a panic, as if they were running for their lives. He didn't know what had happened.
At this moment, all the disciples looked at Mo Jingzhe. They finally recognized who this man was. "He was captured by our Lord. But when we came out, the sky suddenly turned dark, and lightning struck down from the sky. My Lord and the people who were with you were all killed. Not even ashes were left."
"What?" Mo Jingzhe was taken aback. His face fell, as if he couldn't believe it. "How could this be? How could the person who befriended me die just like that? Impossible."
He then turned to the followers. "Tell me, where is he?"
"Over there." The follower pointed into the distance, terrified.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Fan turned into a ray of light and disappeared in front of the followers. Only a voice could be heard.
"I, Mo Jingzhe, am a man of my word. I will spare your lives. If you dare to lie to me, I will look for you."
Hearing this, the followers didn't dare to stay any longer. They heaved a sigh of relief and left the place.
At the place where the lightning struck.
Mo Jingzhe stood there in a daze. The deep pits in front of him were imprinted in his eyes. Even after a period of time, there was still white smoke rising from the pits, and the power of the lightning could still be felt.
He believed that his friend had really been struck to death by the lightning.
"This is?" Mo Jingzhe looked down and saw a piece of torn cloth on the ground. Although it had been burnt by the lightning, he could still feel that it was his friend's clothes. He held it in his hand and felt sad.
"My friend, I won't let you die in the wilderness. I must bring the news of your death to the Magnificent Flame Sect. If it weren't for your fellow disciples, we wouldn't have met those people from the Divine Religion. The real murderer isn't the lightning or the Divine Religion, but your fellow disciples and the Sunshine Sect."
Mo Jingzhe muttered to himself. Then, he made up his mind and took another look at the Thousand Deep Cave. His heart was filled with melancholy. I finally met a friend, but he died just like that. Life is really unpredictable.
"Sigh!"
Lin Fan, who was always sentimental, felt flustered.
A divine magma horse came from afar and turned into a ray of fire. Mo Jingzhe got on it and stared ahead.
"Let's go to the Magnificent Flame Sect.
The divine chariot screeched loudly and disappeared without a trace.
In the Thousand Deep Cave, Lin Fan swallowed the pills he had collected. His experience points skyrocketed in an instant. With these pills alone, he had gained more than three hundred thousand experience points.
Lin Fan refined all the pills in his body.
However, there was one pill that surprised him. He didn't expect Jian Wuchen to have a low-grade Earth-class pill, the Fortune Sword Body Pill.
This pill could transform one's bones into Sword Bones. Every single one of his moves would contain a sharp Sword Qi. For those who cultivated in the Dao of the Sword, it would be of great use. However, even if one didn't cultivate in the Dao of the Sword, it wouldn't be a problem. What he cultivated was a hard body skill. If he were to fight with someone, the Sword Qi would be able to pierce through and catch his opponent off guard.
However, the torment he suffered when taking it was too great. If an ordinary person took it, they would have been cut to death by the violent sword energy. But it was no problem for Lin Fan.
And although this pill was an Earth-class low-grade pill, it was very difficult to refine. Jian Wuchen had kept it until now. Obviously, he was waiting for the best opportunity to take it.
Unfortunately, he died here before he could wait for that opportunity. It was too good for him.
After cultivating, the only thing left to do was to work hard to earn points.
There were several skillsets that were pretty good, but he needed points to upgrade them.
He wanted to upgrade both the Sonic Killing Punch and the Divine Skill of Startling Dragons. However, after this experience, he realized that some skills could not be upgraded with his current strength. Just like the Transformation into God Swordsmanship, he was not strong enough and the Earth Energy in his body could not support it, which would turn him into ashes. Therefore, he had to wait for the Magic of the Seven Gods.
He had to first strengthen his foundation and then rush to the fourth stage of the Earth Star Border Realm in one go.
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