Accidentally invincible!-Chapter 121 - 0: The Path to Invincibility Officially Begins (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 121: Chapter 0121: The Path to Invincibility Officially Begins (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

The pinnacle is here.

Can it be grasped?

Though this kind of behavior might seem shameless, the prerequisite is that you have to be shameless, and someone must accept it as well.

Moreover, due to the small assistance he received, he had already discerned the other party’s problem.

As someone who delightfully helps others, how could he tolerate letting others live in sorrow?

If I don’t enter Hell, who will?

Lin Fan didn’t immediately shout "Mother" upon opening his mouth.

If he did, it would be somewhat alarming. frёewebηovel.cѳm

Let alone whether the other party could accept it, as a perfectionist, some things need to be approached gradually—haste would be counterproductive.

Lin Fan’s gaze rested on the old lady, and the old lady’s gaze also lingered on his face.

From this alone, it was clear that he was the person she had been waiting for.

"Lin Fan, what’s your deal? Say something!" Nan Gongjin said furiously.

But his anger could not catch Lin Fan’s attention at all.

At this moment, Lin Fan was fully focused on the elderly woman in front of him.

Slowly.

Lin Fan tried to summon tears in his eyes, but such tears were still inadequate to express his inner emotions.

He kept trying, pushing harder.

Finally, in the absence of any tragic background music or melancholic storytelling, his face remained expressionless as tears streamed down, even snot poured out unbidden.

"Why are you crying?"

The old lady asked. She had been reminding herself repeatedly that Wen’er was already gone, never to return—even if she became an Immortal, she couldn’t resurrect him.

But the moment she saw Lin Fan, his familiar features and aura evoked memories buried deep in her heart.

Lin Fan shook his head cluelessly. "I don’t know, but the moment I saw you, it felt as though I’ve known you from somewhere... like I’ve seen you a long, long time ago."

When Lin Fan uttered these words.

Wei You, who had already cultivated to the peak and could remain calm even if the heavens crumbled, felt her soul tremble violently; her Dao Heart was affected. To disrupt the Dao Heart of a True Immortal in the ninth stage of longevity was a feat beyond simple description—even a Heart Demon wouldn’t be this overwhelming.

"Senior Sister, the Dao Heart must not waver. He..." the elder, sensing Senior Sister’s turmoil, hurriedly spoke up.

But before he could finish, he was fiercely glared at by her.

"Shut up."

As the Sect Leader of the Taiwu Immortal Sect, the elder was cowed into silence by just her gaze, bowing his head without retorting. He sighed silently, while his gaze toward Lin Fan was unusually peculiar.

Who on earth is this disciple?

Very few people knew Senior Sister’s past.

But the most perplexing thing was how this disciple’s features and aura bore such a significant resemblance to Wen’er. Could reincarnation be real?

No, impossible.

Wen’er hadn’t been a world-shaking prodigy—there was no chance of reincarnation. Then what exactly is going on here?

"And then?"

Wei You asked softly, reigning in her inadvertently unleashed majesty, fearing it might affect the young man.

Lin Fan raised his hand to gently wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes, looking up at the sky as he spoke of his sorrowful past. "I was born not knowing who my parents were. I had no father and no mother. From a young age, I fought with wild dogs for scraps, undergoing relentless hardship. Whenever I walked alone and saw mothers playing lovingly with their children along the roadside, I couldn’t help but wonder—who are my parents?"

All of a sudden.

The atmosphere turned melancholic.

Nan Gongjin stood with his mouth agape, unable to grasp what was happening. Just moments ago, they had been in a heated argument, but now the mood had shifted to sorrowful—what on earth was happening?

And who was that middle-aged old lady?

What connection did she have with Lin Fan, who was about to drag her up to the Life and Death Platform?

At this moment.

Lin Fan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes once again. "Gradually, I got used to living alone, and I came to understand that I was a child without parents. When I saw the warmth between mothers and their children, I knew it had nothing to do with me."

"I was just a wild child in other people’s eyes."

"I don’t know you, but right now, I feel like singing a song—even if others laugh at me, I still want to sing it for you. Would you like to hear it?"

Nan Gongjin frowned, his patience reaching its limit. "Lin Fan, who the hell wants to hear you sing? You better—"

At that moment.

An overwhelming, terrifying pressure crushed down on Nan Gongjin, feeling as though his entire body was about to collapse under the weight, forcing him onto the ground.

If it hadn’t been for the Sect Leader intervening in secret, Nan Gongjin might have already turned into a corpse.

Nan Gongjin’s face was pale, his spirit utterly shattered. In this moment, he didn’t even entertain the slightest thought of resistance.

The surrounding disciples were baffled.

What’s up with Nan Gongjin? Why did he just throw himself to the ground out of the blue?

"You sing, I’ll listen. No one will dare laugh at you." Wei You hurriedly assured him; as for Nan Gongjin, whom she had suppressed, to her, he was merely insignificant—daring to obstruct her meant death.

Lin Fan felt pleased with the atmosphere. He had also sensed Nan Gongjin’s predicament.

Holy crap, this was terrifying.

A powerhouse like this, if she wanted to deal with him, she wouldn’t even need to lift a finger—a single look could kill him.

Lin Fan cleared his throat a few times. His singing voice was terribly off-key; for others, it was torture, but for someone wanting to hear it, it became heavenly.

After preparing himself, he slowly began to sing.

"The world has only Mama who truly cares; a child with a mother is a treasured gem, nestled in Mama’s embrace, where happiness overflows."

"The world has only Mama who truly cares; a child without a mother is but weed, leaving Mama’s embrace—where is happiness to be found?"

...

With deep emotion, tears streaming down his face, Lin Fan delivered the touching song to the end.

In this moment.

Lin Fan was overcome with sobs, suddenly remembering his days before arriving in this world—he had been an orphan, bullied, though he often relied on slyness and cunning to avoid hardship.

But there were times he envied others.

In the current situation, thinking of these memories, his heart ached.

Meanwhile, at this point Wei You’s eyes were red and wet with tears, her Dao Heart deeply unsteady—not due to a Heart Demon, but because of an overwhelming surge of emotion.

Lin Fan’s song completely triggered her buried memories; Wen’er had often nestled in her arms only to die at the tender age of ten due to certain events...

Looking at the disciple in front of her, whose resemblance to Wen’er was unmistakable, her mind joined their appearances together—this was Wen’er grown up, and Wen’er was him.

The surrounding disciples, though tormented by Lin Fan’s singing, were deeply moved by the emotions evoked.

Many in attendance began to think of their mothers back home.

In their pursuit of cultivation, they had left their hometowns far behind—some had lived within the Immortal Sect for centuries, and their parents had already turned to dust, denying them even a farewell.

Slowly.

Sobbing could be heard.

Some disciples, overcome with emotion, cried as the memories surfaced.

"I’ve never felt a mother’s love. I don’t know who she was or what she looked like. May I call you mother?" Lin Fan gazed at Wei You with heartfelt sincerity.

"Of course." Wei You, overcome by emotion, didn’t even notice the Sect Leader tugging at her sleeve nearby.

"Mother..."

Lin Fan leapt into Wei You’s embrace, as if truly returning to the arms of a beloved mother.

Wei You, an esteemed True Immortal, shed tears as she gently stroked Lin Fan’s head.

"My child..."

At this moment.

Lin Fan knew that across all nine heavens and ten earths, through the eight desolations and six directions, nothing could impede the stride of his grandeur.

The path to his invincibility had officially begun.

Not because of his strength.

But because he now had a mother.

Taiwu Immortal Sect, my endless thanks to you.

PS: In the past, I had a master, and a father. Adding a mother now should be perfectly fine, right?