Accidentally invincible!-Chapter 112 - 012 Your Everything Will Be Mine (Requesting Monthly Passes)
Chapter 112: Chapter 012 Your Everything Will Be Mine (Requesting Monthly Passes)
The Life and Death Platform was located in a place heavy with ominous energy within the Taiwu Immortal Sect. At the four corners of the platform stood four stone pillars, coiled with the likeness of ferocious and unknown Demon Beasts, stained with blood.
The blood had solidified over time and turned black. No one knew how many lives had been claimed here since the founding of the Taiwu Immortal Sect.
"They’re here. They’re finally here."
"In a moment, a big fight will take place. Lin Fan has to lose—if he doesn’t, I’ll go bankrupt."
Before Lin Fan and King Zhao Xian arrived at the scene, disciples had already surrounded the Life and Death Platform.
They were discussing the upcoming match.
The battle between the disciples from Xuanjian Peak and Zhen Tian Peak was inexplicably enticing.
Especially when coupled with the unresolved disputes from three years ago between the True Disciples. Now, with these two disciples stepping onto the Life and Death Platform, it invisibly added a sense of competition between the two peaks. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
King Zhao Xian, calm and composed, surveyed the crowd. He leapt onto the platform and beckoned to Lin Fan with his finger. "Dog thief, if you have the guts, come up."
Lin Fan felt a bit tense—not because he was scared, but being watched by so many people as he killed felt somewhat unsettling. He couldn’t pinpoint what felt off, but the feeling lingered.
That was just how he felt.
"Junior Brother, be careful. If anything feels wrong, jump off the platform immediately," Yang Gang warned Lin Fan seriously, gripping his wrist.
Lin Fan shrugged helplessly. "Why do you all have so little faith in me?"
This left him at a loss. It seemed he needed to prove himself properly.
"Junior Brother, we do trust you. But you must not be careless," Chen Zhiyu added. Then, after glancing left and right, he used his stout physique to block the view from behind as he stealthily placed an item into Lin Fan’s palm. In a hushed voice, he said, "Junior Brother, this is a Vajra Talisman. It can block a lethal strike. Use it carefully, seize the opportunity, and aim to cut him down hard."
Chen Zhiyu acted resolutely but felt inwardly pained.
Although the Vajra Talisman was a one-time item, it was incredibly valuable. He had paid a hefty price and spent a long time sucking up to the master talisman-maker in the sect to obtain it.
The talisman-maker was a sect master in crafting talismans, and the Vajra Talisman, being a fourth-grade talisman with extraordinary defensive capabilities, was meant for his own survival.
Lin Fan glanced down at the talisman as its details surfaced in his mind.
[Vajra Talisman: Fourth-grade talisman. Condensed with the essence of Vajra, imbued with unwavering resolve, crafted through the expenditure of immense mana. Can withstand one strike from the Longevity Fourth Realm Golden Core level.]
"Thank you, Senior Brother." Lin Fan accepted without hesitation. At a time like this, having more tools on hand equated to a better chance of safeguarding against any mishaps.
Chen Zhiyu patted Lin Fan’s shoulder, outwardly acting indifferent but inwardly sincere. "It’s nothing, it’s what I should do. From now on, I’ll count on you to treat me to meals."
"Hey, are you coming up or not? If you’re too scared, kneel down and admit your faults quickly instead of wasting time!" King Zhao Xian, impatient and eager for action, demanded.
"What’s the hurry? Are you rushing to reincarnate?" Lin Fan shot back.
King Zhao Xian took a deep breath. His patience wasn’t great, but he managed to hold on, telling himself that he’d let this brat gloat for a moment before making him pay dearly on the platform.
"Senior Brothers, I’m heading up. I think someone over there is placing bets. If you trust me, bet on my win—it’s guaranteed profit," Lin Fan said as he walked towards the platform.
Yang Gang and Chen Zhiyu watched Lin Fan’s retreating figure with great concern.
"Junior Brother, do you have any Spirit Stones?" Yang Gang asked.
Chen Zhiyu paused, then responded, "Senior Brother, are you seriously considering betting on our Junior Brother to win?"
Yang Gang hesitated, "Ah, it’s tough to decide. To be honest, King Zhao Xian has a much higher chance of winning, and Junior Brother has a small chance. But he’s our Junior Brother, and not betting on him feels wrong."
Chen Zhiyu interjected, "Senior Brother, don’t hesitate. I’ve already decided to bet on Junior Brother to win. After all, I’ve already given him a fourth-grade Vajra Talisman to ensure his victory."
Yang Gang’s expression shifted as he glanced at Chen Zhiyu with newfound astonishment—not because of his generosity, but because Chen Zhiyu possessed such a valuable item. Even their Senior Sister wasn’t well-versed in talismans; where had he obtained it?
On the platform.
Lin Fan smiled as he addressed the watching disciples. "Fellow sect mates, I heard you’ve opened betting pools. I may as well tell you—I’m definitely winning today. If you want to make a quick profit, bet on me. You won’t regret it."
As soon as the words left his mouth.
The crowd erupted in laughter and disdain. "Nonsense. Betting on you will lead to total loss."
"King Zhao Xian came prepared and is reliable."
"Bro, get on the platform and lose quickly so we can win Spirit Stones."
Lin Fan shook his head, disappointed. His goodwill in trying to give them a hint as a common man met nothing but scorn. Fine, he’d drop the pretense then—they’d be crying soon enough.
King Zhao Xian stood with his hands behind his back, smirking coldly as Lin Fan ascended. Victory was in the bag.
The confidence came from his Senior Brother.
Raising his hand, King Zhao Xian deployed four flags to the corners of the platform, which instantly connected to form a barrier, sealing the stage completely.
"Kid, don’t even think about jumping off the platform to admit defeat. With this place sealed, your only fate is death on this stage."
The barrier flags were not King Zhao Xian’s own treasure but were borrowed from his Senior Brother. He had told him he wanted to ensure that brat would die on the platform.
Thus, Brother Ye bestowed him the Sealing Flags.
The flags had no offensive capability, but their sole purpose was to block all escape routes.
Yang Gang, watching from below, grew increasingly anxious. "As expected, Ye Zhen Tian gave King Zhao Xian good tools. Junior Brother is in grave danger."
Even though they were worried, they couldn’t do anything.
Sect rules were absolute; whoever broke them would suffer severe punishment.
At that moment, Xi Xi arrived hurriedly.
Yang Gang immediately asked, "How is it? What does Senior Sister say?"
Xi Xi shook her head, saying little but gazing at the figure on the platform with concern.
"How could this be?" Yang Gang couldn’t believe that their Senior Sister would refuse to step in. Was she really letting their Junior Brother walk into certain death?
But now that he was on the platform, it wouldn’t matter even if she came.
All they could do was hope Junior Brother could turn calamity into fortune.
"Xiao Zhao, your sealing of the surroundings might end up blocking your own escape route," Lin Fan said with a carefree grin. His casual demeanor and expression provoked undeniable rage in anyone watching.
He still dared to act smug even when doom was imminent.
Before coming to the Taiwu Immortal Sect, King Zhao Xian had been a prince of the imperial dynasty, titled King Zhao Xian. So he continued to style himself as King Zhao Xian after arriving at the sect.
"Audacious! Truly audacious! If this were before I joined the Taiwu Immortal Sect, I could have you and your entire clan executed for this remark, implicating nine generations!" King Zhao Xian roared.
Lin Fan simply smiled, saying nothing more.
He would need to pay extra attention soon enough.
[King Zhao Xian: Longevity Second Realm of Heavenly Destiny.]
[Possible drops: Golden Spirit Root Fragment, Earth Spirit Root Fragment, Mana for 322 years, Sealing Flags, Golden Silk Radiant Armor, Dragon Tiger Jade Ruyi, Flying Smoke Spirit Sword, Nine Dragons Invincible Emperor Fist, Dragon Qi Breathing Technique, Four Symbols Demon Suppressing Sword Technique...]
King Zhao Xian was an eclectic figure, with a wide array of Cultivation Techniques and even mortal Martial Arts, but what intrigued Lin Fan the most were the treasures he held.
They were lavishly abundant.
Brought with full preparation.
Most definitely lent to him by Ye Zhen Tian.
Had their mana realms not been comparable, this would undoubtedly have been a brutal battle, with the risk of being overwhelmed.
But now...
All your possessions will be mine.
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