Accidentally invincible!-Chapter 148 - 0: Can you satisfy my humble request.......

Chapter 148: Chapter 0148: Can you satisfy my humble request.......

After a long while.

"The exit is just ahead." Hao Tianhua paid no attention to the interaction between Cheng Lingsu and Lin Fan anymore. Upon spotting the exit, he let out a sigh of relief—once outside, let’s see how that kid continues to flirt.

Wu Ji quickened his pace.

The exit was his ultimate destination.

Lin Fan looked up, seeing the distant exit where the space had split into a dazzlingly brilliant rift.

This place was incredibly peculiar. With his current knowledge, it was naturally difficult to understand its nature, but there were great benefits—slaying a Yellow Wind Demon alone had greatly enriched him.

His fortune soared.

The two Divine Skills were just what he needed.

When they reached the exit, standing there, they could see the outside world. A group of people were waiting, most likely elders from Kunxu Palace, looking anxious.

"Let’s go. Entering the exit will allow us to leave," Hao Tianhua said.

Wu Ji was already unable to contain himself.

"Fellow Daoists, I shall go ahead first. Let’s meet outside."

As soon as he said those words.

Wu Ji, dragging his broken body, stepped into the rift and disappeared. Presumably, he had already reached the outside.

"Don’t act like this outside, or the elders won’t let you off." Cheng Lingsu’s words hit Lin Fan as she turned to him. She didn’t know why she even bothered saying such things. If he behaved the same way outside, the elders would definitely teach him a lesson. Perhaps...

Lin Fan said, "Are you worried about me? I’m really touched."

"Someone like you surviving this long is truly a miracle," Cheng Lingsu glared at him.

At this moment.

Jin Yang, already fed up with this scene, shook his head and walked off, wanting to avoid the trouble altogether.

"Lingsu, fellow Daoist, we should also leave now," Hao Tianhua reminded them. What’s there to talk about? Chatting so happily? Lingsu was also being careless, not asking where the stranger came from before engaging in conversation. What if he turned out to be dangerous?

Just as Hao Tianhua reached the rift, a sudden change occurred.

The surrounding space trembled, demonic energy surged, and a terrifying aura swept over from afar.

"Where do you think you’re going?"

A horrifying voice, loud enough to shatter the heavens, erupted, tearing through the demonic energy and spreading across the area.

"Not good! Sister, hurry!" Hao Tianhua saw the scene and panicked instantly. The Demon Path had opened, a terrifying Demon descended, and before he could say more, a force pushed him, throwing him directly into the rift, his figure disappearing to safety.

Lin Fan grabbed Cheng Lingsu and fled rapidly as a giant hand slammed down on the rift’s exit. Though the exit remained unscathed, the unleashed power caused the surrounding ground to quake violently.

Outside.

"Vice Sect Leader, bad news! Lingsu is still inside."

"Just as we were about to leave, a terrifying Demon appeared and blocked her escape route."

Hao Tianhua trembled with fear as he hurried to an elder.

"Vice Sect Leader, please think of something; otherwise, she won’t make it out alive!"

Wu Ji, overhearing this, was shocked. Good heavens, Lin Fan, his companion on this journey, hadn’t made it out either.

Though their acquaintance was brief.

The camaraderie they shared was genuine.

"Esteemed elder, I am Wu Ji from Wuji Sect. One of my companions, a fellow Daoist, is still inside. I implore you to save them." Wu Ji pleaded.

Others might have forgotten Lin Fan, but he couldn’t remain silent. The gratitude for saving their lives weighed heavily upon him—even though he couldn’t help much, he had to try.

He couldn’t rely solely on his status within his sect either; he feared his own insignificance would render his cries unheard.

Unfortunately.

Even after invoking his sect’s name.

He was still ignored.

"Tianhua, this is the Immortal Demon War Graveyard. The restrictions on the entrance are strict, and even we are powerless. Lingsu’s fate is her own to decide," the Vice Sect Leader explained.

Indeed, he was helpless. Despite his great strength, breaking through these restrictions was beyond his capability.

"But..."

Hao Tianhua wanted to argue, but deep down, he understood the Vice Sect Leader wasn’t being indifferent—it truly was impossible to rescue her.

Inside the graveyard.

Boom!

Lin Fan and Cheng Lingsu were cornered by the Demon, possessing a Heavenly Body. Just as the Demon launched an earth-shattering strike, a golden screen of light surfaced and blocked the attack.

This wasn’t something conjured by Lin Fan’s Divine Power Technique.

It emanated from the giant hundred-meter stone behind them, inscribed with golden Buddhist incantations by some predecessor.

The Demon didn’t attack further but stood there instead, its abyss-like gaze fixed intently on Lin Fan and Cheng Lingsu.

Clearly, it had no intention of leaving.

It seemed ready to wear them down slowly.

"What rotten luck, running into someone like this." Lin Fan hadn’t expected the sudden twist. He thought things were over, that his cordial chat with the beauty would end peacefully, but fate had other plans for them to continue together. What else could they do?

Cheng Lingsu’s expression grew grim, her face pale. Faced with such a terrifying Demon, her strength was like that of an egg smashing against a rock—it was hopeless.

"The Demon Path is open, and the Demons have descended. With our strength, we’re no match. If it doesn’t leave, we’ll never escape this place."

Looking to their sect for help was futile as well.

If the sect’s powerhouses could enter, there wouldn’t be any need for True Disciples like themselves to come in the first place. The restrictions were too formidable; all the elders could do was stand outside, watching helplessly.

No matter how urgent the situation, they were powerless to intervene.

All of a sudden.

Snowflakes began to fall where they stood. When a single snowflake landed on the blood-stained ground, the flesh-covered surface instantly froze.

"This..."

Lin Fan noticed something was off.

The snowflakes were far too domineering.

One snowflake freezing the ground—what kind of snowflake was this?

Cheng Lingsu also noticed the abnormality. She channeled her Mana Protection to ward off the chill.

"Be careful. This isn’t an ordinary place. Though we’re protected here, any danger could still arise," Cheng Lingsu warned. Despite the uncertainty of their path forward, as cultivators, they must endure calamities. Even when survival seemed impossible, they could never give up. Sometimes, the faintest shred of survival lay hidden somewhere.

Next.

A gust of icy wind swept through, freezing even the air. Adding snow to frost, matters grew even more perilous.

But for Lin Fan, these weren’t minor concerns. Protected by his Divine Power Technique, he required no personal mana expenditure—whether snow or wind, neither affected him.

Time passed, unnoticed.

Cheng Lingsu’s mana began to decline, her circulation faltering; her reserves couldn’t keep up with the consumption, leaving her utterly terrified. What kind of snow and wind could push even a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator to the brink?

Gradually.

The pale skin of her hands cracked, her inner energy nearly drained.

In her moment of despair, she felt a pair of hands slip around her waist, palms pressed tightly against her abdomen.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Lingsu reacted like a startled rabbit, almost leaping up. Yet the hands holding her were strong, preventing any escape.

Lin Fan pulled Cheng Lingsu into an embrace, slowly sitting down.

"Don’t be stubborn. Hold onto me—I promise you won’t feel cold," Lin Fan said with a hint of dominance that he felt would emit his unique charm. "Relax. As long as you stay still, I won’t move either. If the enemy is still, I am still. Rest easy."

The feeling of a beauty in his arms wasn’t bad at all.

Cheng Lingsu wanted to retort, but when she looked up at Lin Fan’s serious expression, she lowered her head and quietly took an elixir, slowly replenishing her mana.

She didn’t know how long she could endure.

But until her last breath, she wouldn’t give up.

"Oh, things are escalating quickly. We went from holding hands to embracing each other. If circumstances allowed, would we even progress to the next stage—perhaps doing the deed?"

Lin Fan fell into deep thought. Was his charm really that irresistible?

He’d never realized it before.

Maybe truly exceptional individuals don’t realize their own greatness until the world forces the revelation upon them.

Even if circumstances allowed, he wouldn’t actually act on such impulses.

After all, he was only several hundred months old—a mere child, completely innocent.

Time ticked away.

The Demon outside still didn’t leave, standing there like an immovable mountain, seemingly ready to stake it out to the bitter end.

After resting.

Cheng Lingsu opened her eyes.

"Your mana’s recovered?" Lin Fan inquired.

"Yes. Thank you." Cheng Lingsu nodded, looking slightly embarrassed, perhaps because of their previous position.

Lin Fan smiled, feigning slight weakness—not because he couldn’t continue but because he’d lost interest.

He figured enough was enough.

Considering the unfavorable situation for Cheng Lingsu, he thought it best to focus on helping her escape.

After all, she was an adorable young woman.

It’d be a shame if she perished.

Lin Fan got up, leaving Cheng Lingsu somewhat puzzled. Was she confused about why he stopped holding her?

It left her faintly disappointed.

Perhaps his exceptional nature inevitably caused such incidents.

"I’ll divert its attention so you can escape," Lin Fan said calmly, his resolve unwavering as though the decision had already been made.

"But what about you?" Cheng Lingsu asked.

Lin Fan turned back, smiling. "Only one of us can survive, but as a man, I cannot hesitate. Live well—that in itself will honor my sacrifice."

"Wait! Perhaps we can keep waiting. There might still be hope," Cheng Lingsu called out, visibly unsettled.

"Stop deluding yourself. There’s no hope here. This place is full of strange dangers. You’re running out of strength, and I’m nearing my limit too. If we stay, we’ll simply die together," Lin Fan said.

Then, as if recalling something.

"Don’t speak. Could you grant me one humble request?"

"I’ve never touched a breast in my life. Could you let me hold yours just once?"

Lin Fan spoke with utmost sincerity, as if he were a mercenary seeking a last dying wish.

Cheng Lingsu lowered her head, face flushed red as though she was unprepared for such a bold demand at such a solemn moment.

Lin Fan noticed her embarrassment, chuckling.

"Just joking. Don’t take it seriously. I’m not that kind of guy."

Having said that, he turned and walked away.

"Wait—you didn’t tell me your name," Cheng Lingsu called out.

Without looking back, Lin Fan waved his hand.

"A name is just a label. Remember me as a fleeting memory."

"Goodbye!"

He walked off casually, with boldness and flair unrestrained by convention.