Chapter 30 Successfully Courting Death

Finally succeeded.

At this moment, Lin Fan was overjoyed. Although he felt a trace of guilt toward Yu Feng, he had already made up his mind—he would surely repay him handsomely in the future.

Ever since he obtained the system and learned 'Stealing the Peach,' the most satisfying peach he had ever stolen was none other than Yu Feng's.

Before Lin Fan could rejoice for long, his expression suddenly changed. An irresistible, soul-crushing aura surged toward him like a tidal wave.

Yu Feng's face was now deathly pale, drained of all color. On his delicate palm, a dazzling red flame suddenly erupted. Lin Fan stood before Yu Feng, his face burning hot.

Holy crap!

At this moment, Lin Fan was terrified. Yu Feng was trying to kill him! If he unleashed the full power of the seventh level of the Xiantian realm and struck him, even if he didn't die, he would be crippled.

"You die!" The moment Yu Feng's peach was stolen, the pain that ignored all defenses had driven him mad. He only wanted to slap the person in front of him to death.

"Flame Extinguishing Palm."

Although the Flame Extinguishing Palm was a Xuan-grade low-level technique, it was extremely powerful. A palm strike that extinguished all life slammed toward Lin Fan's chest.

"Bang..."

Lin Fan's chest burned hot. A scorching true essence crazily surged into his body. The 'Indestructible Demon Body' protected him, but his chest was still charred black.

Lin Fan flew through the air, then landed outside the arena, lying motionless on the ground.

The outer disciples below were also stunned. Yu Feng's earlier eruption of Xiantian seventh-level aura had already shocked them, and only now, after he struck that palm, did they react.

Oh no, Junior Brother Lin might be in critical danger.

"Junior Brother Lin..." Yin Mochen suddenly snapped out of it and rushed toward Lin Fan. When he saw Junior Brother Lin's chest charred black, skin and flesh torn open, he panicked completely.

Yu Feng also came to his senses. Looking at Junior Brother Lin lying in the distance, he couldn't believe he had struck so heavily.

Yu Feng wanted to step forward to check, but the numbing pain in his crotch made it impossible for him to move. In the end, he could only kneel on one knee, gritting his teeth, enduring wave after wave of piercing pain.

He had reached Xiantian and achieved the Xiantian Steel Body. Ordinary blades couldn't harm him, so how could he be reduced to this by a ninth-level Houtian?

Yu Feng couldn't understand.

"Yu Feng, as a fellow disciple, how could you strike so heavily?" At this moment, the second-level Rushi senior brother, who had been sitting on the stone seat on the high platform, floated down. His usually calm expression now showed some anger.

"Senior Brother, I..." Yu Feng didn't know what to say. He had truly lost control just now. That kind of pain, if you hadn't experienced it yourself, was unimaginable.

"Hmph, no need to explain. Return to the Inner Sect Punishment Hall and accept your punishment." Li Chujun scolded. He hadn't expected this to happen. An inner sect senior brother had struck an outer sect junior brother so heavily. Even a Xiantian junior brother couldn't withstand that palm.

It seemed this outer sect junior brother's life was in danger. Li Chujun sighed, then didn't spare Yu Feng another glance. Instead, he quickly went to Lin Fan's side.

"Senior Brother, please save Junior Brother Lin." Yin Mochen begged.

For Yin Mochen, although he hadn't known Junior Brother Lin long, his bond of brotherhood with Lin Fan was deep.

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't asked Junior Brother Lin to watch the match, this wouldn't have happened. It's all my fault." Yin Mochen blamed himself regretfully.

"Let me take a look." Li Chujun examined Lin Fan's condition with a grave expression.

The Flame Extinguishing true essence was overflowing inside his body. His dantian and meridians were completely destroyed. His life force was faint and flickering—basically beyond saving.

"Pfft..." At this moment, Lin Fan spat out a mouthful of blood. His originally somewhat rosy face turned ashen.

"Senior Brother..." Lin Fan had just received the system's notification sound.

"Ding, congratulations, 'Indestructible Demon Body' experience +3,000,000."

"Ding, congratulations, 'Indestructible Demon Body' level +1."

"Ding, congratulations, 'Stealing the Peach' experience +100,000."

"Ding, congratulations, 'Stealing the Peach' level +1."

"Ding, congratulations, 'Stealing the Peach' level +1."

...

"Ding, congratulations on defeating Xiantian seventh-level Yu Feng. Character experience +200,000."

"Ding, congratulations, character level rises to Xiantian realm."

"Ding, the system will undergo a 24-hour update. Host enters a death-like state and revives with full health. Countdown: one minute."

"59."

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"Junior Brother, don't speak. Senior Brother Li is saving you." Yin Mochen saw Junior Brother Lin growing weaker and panicked.

Lin Fan showed a faint smile inwardly. He had really been scared just now, thinking he had courted death and actually died.

But unexpectedly, the moment he advanced from Houtian to Xiantian, the system gave him a chance to revive with full health, though it required a 24-hour update.

However, even during the final countdown, Lin Fan wanted to put on a sentimental show.

While he was in a death-like state being repaired, they would surely think he was dead and bury him. Then he could leave the sect, roam freely outside, fight small monsters, and slowly level up. When he became awesome later, he could return and surprise them—that would be perfect.

"Senior Brother, forget it. I know my own condition. Senior Brother, I have a favor to ask." Lin Fan said.

"Junior Brother, speak." Yin Mochen suppressed his grief and listened to Junior Brother Lin's final words.

Lin Fan struggled to raise his hand, took down the storage pouch at his waist, and pulled out two longswords from inside.

"Senior Brother Yin, this is the low-grade longsword I promised to forge for Senior Brother Ni. And this one, give it to the new junior brother I owe. As for this storage pouch, I have no use for it anymore, so I'll give it to you, Senior Brother. If you ever miss me, just look at this storage pouch." Lin Fan's breath grew weaker, as if he would die at any moment.

"Junior Brother..."

"Senior Brother, I'm really sorry. I once ambushed you before. You won't hold it against me, will you?" Lin Fan said weakly.

"No, Junior Brother. As long as you can live, I'll let you ambush me anytime, with no complaints." Yin Mochen said sincerely.

"Then, Senior Brother, can I steal your peach one more time... I miss that feeling..." Lin Fan's eyes were vacant as he looked at Yin Mochen.

In Lin Fan's mind, even a mosquito's leg is meat.

"Alright, Junior Brother, go ahead. I'm ready." Yin Mochen nodded without any hesitation.

Lin Fan smiled faintly at Yin Mochen, then slowly closed his eyes.

"Senior Brother, I will always remember you..."

"Ding, countdown ended. Entering death-like state..."

At this moment, Lin Fan's life force faded, leaving no trace of breath.

"Junior Brother..." Yin Mochen called out.

"Alas." Li Chujun shook his head helplessly. He had done his best, but he couldn't bring the dead back to life. Unless the Sect Leader used a supreme secret technique, there was no way.

But now, it was too late to say anything...

The person was already dead.