"Such powerful flames, Primordial Flames! He actually controls such a thing."
Both the Dragon God and Little Rulai felt a sense of danger emanating from the flames, a power that could harm them at their core.
The Dragon God muttered to himself, "He hid it well."
Little Rulai's expression was grave. "Very well. Since you possess such abilities, unleash them. I have sat atop the Minor Paradise for countless years and rarely sparred with anyone. You are the first, and the only one who has made me eager for a true battle."
Before the fight began, Little Rulai had underestimated Lin Fan, doubting his ability to pose a challenge.
But now, he had long since discarded that dismissive attitude.
The Sixteen-Foot Golden Body.
His only technique cultivated to perfection. Because the Sixteen-Foot Golden Body was so domineering and visually impressive, he had always maintained this form in the Minor Paradise.
It offered extremely high defense and devastating offensive power.
Capable of both offense and defense, it was an incredibly powerful technique, the most supreme in the Minor Paradise.
Relying on the unparalleled defense of his Golden Body, Little Rulai directly clashed with Lin Fan's power. The resulting shockwaves were immense, rippling through the depths of space.
Many true powerhouses of the great starry sky races could sense this power.
Boom!
After colliding, Lin Fan and Little Rulai were both thrown back. Lin Fan was blasted into the cosmos, but using a passing meteor as a foothold, he pushed off with tremendous force, diving back to continue the entanglement with Little Rulai.
The power of the Primordial Flames was too strong.
Little Rulai could withstand them with his Sixteen-Foot Golden Body, but the consumption was immense. The Primordial Flames could incinerate everything, condensing the essence of all things. These flames, which should not exist in the possession of any mortal, had appeared.
If not witnessed with their own eyes, it would be unbelievable.
The Dragon God said to One-Eyed Man, "With such a powerful protector, no one can harm you."
One-Eyed Man nodded, agreeing with this statement. It was indeed true. With Lin Fan around, their safety was guaranteed, no matter where they went.
Where else could they find such a sense of security?
"But he's so strong, and you are so weak. Even if there's a gap, it shouldn't be this huge," the Dragon God spoke frankly, never considering One-Eyed Man's feelings.
Old Man Xu looked around, pretending not to hear the obvious insult.
After all, it was One-Eyed Man who had to respond, not him.
One-Eyed Man felt extremely awkward. Why be so blunt?
He thought, "You call yourself an ancestor, having lived for so long, yet you can't even speak properly. Even our Lin Fan, despite his mental issues, is much more tactful than you."
"We're busy with political affairs, no time for cultivation," One-Eyed Man offered as an excuse.
The Dragon God shook his head regretfully. "Those obsessed with power rarely achieve high levels of cultivation."
One-Eyed Man rolled his eyes at him. "Yes, you're absolutely right. I don't want to waste another word on you." Back at the department, he would retaliate against anyone who disrespected him. As the leader, who would dare to challenge him?
But now… he couldn't do anything. The Dragon God's power was terrifying, and he was an ancestor of a powerful race. He couldn't afford to offend him.
At this moment, the fierce battle stopped.
"Stop, I forfeit."
Little Rulai called out, seemingly calm and composed, but the Dragon God saw through him. Little Rulai's consumption was immense. If the battle continued, the outcome was uncertain, but Little Rulai would definitely struggle.
Or rather, he was already starting to struggle.
The Dragon God's evaluation of Lin Fan rose again. He had clearly underestimated him. This level of power placed him among the top tier of the starry sky races.
"Are you alright?" Lin Fan, satisfied with the spar, immediately expressed concern for Little Rulai. Injuries in battle were normal, but if they were too severe, it was a cause for concern.
Little Rulai said, "I'm fine."
His appearance remained unchanged, and the aura he exuded was the same as before, the Lord of the Minor Paradise, a lofty figure worshipped by countless monks.
Only the Dragon God could see through the facade.
Others couldn't tell that Little Rulai had just been at a disadvantage.
Lin Fan patted his chest, relieved. "That's good. But even if something were wrong, it wouldn't matter. My friend Old Zhang is a skilled acupuncturist. He could give you a few needles."
The Dragon God called out, "Little Rulai, how do you feel?"
This was clearly a provocation.
"Farewell."
Little Rulai transformed into a golden light and vanished instantly, clearly unwilling to say another word. He knew that if he stayed, he would be questioned by the Dragon God about how it felt to be at a disadvantage. As someone who valued his face, how could he endure that?
"Heh." The Dragon God chuckled. He came and went in a hurry. It made one wonder what Little Rulai would think after returning.
Soon, Lin Fan and the others, satisfied with the battle, returned to the temple.
"What should we do with him?" One-Eyed Man asked.
The heavily injured Prudue Cihang looked at them in despair. His debut had been disastrous, encountering such terrifying beings. His idol had abandoned him without a second thought, leaving him heartbroken. He could have at least taken him along!
But he was insignificant, unremarkable. Why would Little Rulai bother with him?
Ginseng patted the Evil Rooster's head. "Dummy, strike while the iron is hot. You're a chicken, he's a centipede, an absolute tonic. Swallow him whole, I guarantee you'll feel amazing."
The Evil Rooster ignored Ginseng, sensing his ill intentions.
He's in human form now, how am I supposed to swallow him?
Prudue Cihang struggled to his feet and prostrated himself before Lin Fan. "Spare me! Please spare my life! For the sake of my arduous cultivation, give me a chance! I swear I'll never do evil again."
He could only place his hopes on Lin Fan.
As for the Dragon God... he didn't even dare to look. The Dragon God exuded a terrifying pressure, a suppression that seemed to stem from his bloodline. Even a glance felt like sacrilege.
A centipede dreaming of becoming a dragon was an insult to the Dragon God.
"I can't let you go," Lin Fan said.
One-Eyed Man and the others were about to urge Lin Fan not to be merciful, but unexpectedly, Lin Fan refused directly. They were surprised, even shocked.
While he couldn't speak for the others, One-Eyed Man considered himself relatively familiar with Lin Fan.
Kind-hearted and willing to give others a chance, he would often forgive those who pleaded for mercy, easily deceived. That's why One-Eyed Man always insisted on accompanying him to famous mountains and ancient sites.
He was afraid Lin Fan would be tricked.
Prudue Cihang looked at Lin Fan despairingly, his eyes filled with pleading.
Lin Fan said, "I can see through your heart. Your heart is too dark. You've harmed too many people. If I let you go, more people will die because of me. So, I can't."
Clap clap clap!
One-Eyed Man applauded. "Well said!"
Old Zhang added, "Brilliantly put!"
One-Eyed Man was the most excited. He had always thought Lin Fan was easily deceived, but now it seemed he had been overthinking. Who would dare call Lin Fan mentally ill and brainless? Look at him now, so domineering.
Seeing through your heart with a single glance.
If he deems you evil, there's no chance for redemption. Regardless of whether you truly repent, you won't live to change.
Jin Shangwu and Xia Kunyun didn't understand why One-Eyed Man was so excited.
It wasn't such a big deal.
"Will you really give me no chance?" Prudue Cihang roared desperately, driven mad by despair. His only thought was, "I want to live."
"You didn't give yourself a chance," Lin Fan replied.
Whoa!
One-Eyed Man stared, astonished that Lin Fan could utter such philosophical words. If he didn't recognize Lin Fan's presence and aura, he would suspect he had been possessed.
Given chance after chance.
Prudue Cihang lowered his head, silent, then suddenly roared, "No one can decide my fate!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he ran towards the outside.
Trying to escape in front of two true powerhouses seemed like a dream.
Lin Fan flicked his finger, and a wisp of flame landed on Prudue Cihang. The flames instantly engulfed him, incinerating him without even a scream. Only a black centipede body remained on the ground.
"The least I can do is prevent you from being exposed to the elements."
He had seen this on TV. People needed to be cremated after death. Since he had the ability to cremate him, why not?
Old Zhang said, "Lin Fan, you're so kind. You even cremated such a wicked person."
"It's what I should do," Lin Fan smiled.
The Dragon God looked down at the Evil Rooster. "Little thing, this is indeed a great tonic. You are naturally opposed to him. Consuming this will greatly enhance your power."
Ginseng patted the rooster's head. "Chicken, did you hear? Your opportunity has arrived. Hurry up and eat it. After eating, your power will surge. You won't be the same chicken you are now, but you'll definitely still be a chicken. You won't turn into a centipede-chicken just because you swallowed a centipede."
The Evil Rooster felt like exploding from Ginseng's constant pats.
Damn it!
Everyone dares to humiliate me. Do they really think the Evil Hero is useless?
I endure, not because I'm weak, but because I don't want to cause trouble. Before the great undertaking is complete, I will never reveal my identity.
Unfortunately, the Evil Rooster didn't seem to realize that these foolish humans had already figured out he was a spy. Take One-Eyed Man and the others, for example. They had gone from initial vigilance to complete indifference. Whether he was a spy or not was no longer important.
Could he even cause any real trouble?
At this moment, the Evil Rooster was in high spirits. An increase in power was naturally welcome, and he didn't even have to work for it. He would obtain resources from these foolish humans, and when his power reached a level that would shock them all, he would suddenly reveal his identity, roaring, "You've all been tricked! I, the Evil Rooster, am a spy, a hero!"
Imagining those humans trembling at his feet…
His heart swelled with excitement.