Chapter 109: The Secret of the Seven Saints Treasure Map

Time flew by, impossible to hold back even if one wished.

A month had passed just like that.

Nameless Peak was merely an ordinary peak within the Holy Sect. As time went on, the gossip among the outer disciples no longer revolved around Nameless Peak.

On this day, Lin Fan emerged from his seclusion, stepping out of the wooden hut. During the month of seclusion, aside from studying alchemy, he had also organized the techniques he had mastered.

At the same time, he had not neglected cultivation. Lin Fan knew that in the Xuanhuang Realm, without absolute strength, one would be nothing more than an ant in the face of great calamity, powerless.

Whenever he thought of his fellow disciples who had died tragically in the Holy Demon Sect, Lin Fan could only sigh. He did not know when he would break through his own limits and find the teleportation token to return to Cangling Continent.

The Formless Demon Art remained at the second layer, while Sword Intent had broken through to the second layer.

His cultivation level still lingered at the initial stage of the Xiantian realm.

Now, the experience gained from taking pills was like a drop in the bucket compared to the vast experience needed for the initial Xiantian stage—utterly insignificant.

Lin Fan needed a large quantity of pills, especially mid- and high-grade ones.

If that didn't work out, Lin Fan planned to leave the sect and train in the forbidden regions.

However, without the sect's giant ship to cross regions, those forbidden areas might not be so easy to reach.

During this month, Ye Shaotian had come once, but since Lin Fan was in seclusion, he had left the pills with Zhang Ergou.

He wondered how Zhang Ergou and Feng Juejue were doing. He had given them the 'Big Bro' pills; he didn't know how many they had taken.

Upon coming out of seclusion, Lin Fan planned to visit the sect's library to find some techniques and alchemy recipes. If he could find mid- or high-grade pill formulas, that would be a good thing.

Lin Fan wanted to improve the 'Big Bro' pill. After countless experiments, he ultimately failed.

Some of the successfully experimented pills, in Lin Fan's view, were completely unusable because they were guaranteed to kill anyone who took them.

Holy Sect, Library.

This was where the Holy Sect allowed disciples to select techniques. Although Lin Fan had established his own sect, he still had the right to choose techniques as a sect disciple and could enjoy all the benefits that sect disciples received.

Lin Fan was very grateful for this and couldn't help but marvel that he had crossed over into a good sect.

The Holy Demon Sect had been a good sect, but it was destroyed. In Lin Fan's view, the Holy Sect was also a good sect, and he only hoped it would remain safe and sound.

The quantity of techniques did not determine one's personal strength; one needed to choose techniques suited to oneself.

The body-tempering technique Indestructible Demon Body had reached a bottleneck, while Illusory Step was about to break through to the next level, which would trigger a mutation. He wondered what it would become; Lin Fan was quite looking forward to it.

Lin Fan had also summarized his actual situation: he was suited for close combat, while he was somewhat hesitant with qi-based attacks.

In particular, the transformation of Reversing Fate into the divine ability Yin-Yang was extremely变态.

Flower Plucking and Chrysanthemum Pressing Finger—a close-range finger technique.

Black Tiger Steals the Heart—a close-range claw technique.

Egg-Kicking Leg—a close-range leg technique.

…

After sorting through all this, most of what he knew was close combat. Therefore, when selecting techniques now, he should also choose some close-combat ones.

The above techniques could be cruelly tested on enemies, but they might not be suitable for his own people. If he needed to spar with others in the future, he would need something more conventional.

After entering the library,

Lin Fan was dazzled by the Holy Sect's vast collection.

The endless shelves of books made one feel as if they were in a sea of books.

A major sect truly lived up to its name, with profound heritage. Then Lin Fan immersed himself in the sea of books, unable to extricate himself.

"Ding, congratulations on discovering the Profound-grade lower-rank finger technique Fissure Finger."

"Ding, congratulations on discovering the Yellow-grade upper-rank sword technique Spring-Autumn Sword Art."

"Ding, congratulations on discovering the Profound-grade mid-rank blade technique Dissecting the Ox."

…

Every time he touched a technique book, its details would appear in Lin Fan's mind. Thus, some disciples in the library saw this strange man touch a book and then push it back, looking at him as if he were an idiot.

But some outer disciples recognized Lin Fan. Although they were extremely puzzled, they dared not show any mockery.

No joke—if they dared to mock him, they wouldn't know how they'd die.

"Ding, congratulations on discovering the Yellow-grade lower-rank fist technique Seven Saints Fist."

This was the lowest-grade technique Lin Fan had touched. Just as he was about to push it back, the following prompt made his heart tremble slightly.

"Ding, congratulations on discovering the hidden map Seven Saints Map."

At this moment, Lin Fan thought of the Seven Saints Treasure Map that had been sitting in his backpack, unused. After he had snatched it from Mo Yixuan, he had no idea what it was about and had thrown it into his backpack like trash.

Now, finding the Seven Saints Map within the Seven Saints Fist must be related to the Seven Saints Treasure Map.

Without changing his expression, Lin Fan took out the Seven Saints Fist and, when no one was looking, put it into his backpack.

Then Lin Fan continued searching.

Since he was here, he naturally wanted to find one or two techniques suitable for himself.

In the end, Lin Fan selected a technique. His luck was pretty good—he found an Earth-grade lower-rank technique, Wave Surge Force.

In Lin Fan's view, this technique was ordinary, but its special feature was that at the highest level of cultivation, a single palm strike could叠加 nine layers of force. These layers叠加 were not to be underestimated.

The most crucial point was that any technique in Lin Fan's hands could be endlessly upgraded. He wondered how many layers of force Wave Surge Force would reach.

Lin Fan was delighted inside. He knew that as long as he didn't die young, his future path would be very, very long.

After returning from the library to Nameless Peak, Lin Fan immediately plunged into research.

"Ding, congratulations on discovering Wave Surge Force. Do you wish to learn?"

"Learn."

"Ding, congratulations on learning the Earth-grade lower-rank technique Wave Surge Force. Level 1."

Lin Fan cultivated any technique much faster than others. While others faced a major hurdle in comprehending a technique, Lin Fan directly skipped that hurdle. If other disciples knew this, they would probably vomit blood and die.

Then Lin Fan took out the Seven Saints Fist and tore it apart. A map fell out from inside.

The moment Lin Fan saw the map, he was deeply captivated.

This was a map, and the three characters at the top of the map dazzled Lin Fan's eyes.

"East Spirit Continent."

At this moment, Lin Fan understood why, after consulting various records in the Holy Demon Sect, he still couldn't figure out where the location marked on the Seven Saints Treasure Map was. It turned out that the marked location was on the East Spirit Continent.

At the same time, Lin Fan realized that the owner of the Seven Saints Treasure Map must have lived in an era after the Supreme Being had separated the Xuanhuang Realm.

After memorizing several locations on the map, Lin Fan put it back into his backpack.

"Sect Leader, save me…"

Just then, a miserable scream came from outside. The scream made Lin Fan frown.

From the sound, he knew the pig-killing screech belonged to Zhang Ergou.