Accidentally invincible!-Chapter 146 - 0 Miss, You Smell So Good

"Fellow cultivator, take a closer look, take a close look. If we had stayed there just now, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

A terrifying entity descended. Even though they had fled far away, they could still feel its overwhelming aura, that unstoppable force that could crush everything in its path. Even at such a distance, their hearts raced with unease.

If they hadn’t left earlier, he didn’t even dare to imagine the horror they would have faced.

Lin Fan turned back to look, hesitating, his heart brimming with reluctance.

He admitted the aura was strong, but in front of his Krypton Gold Immortal Body, who could withstand even a single move?

"Eliminating demons and safeguarding the path is the duty of us cultivators. To knowingly confront what shouldn’t be challenged, that is righteousness. Come, let us return to find it and slay the demon," Lin Fan declared with righteousness, ready to turn back and fight with all his might.

Wu Ji quickly rushed forward and grabbed Lin Fan’s waist. "Brother Lin, don’t act recklessly! I understand your eagerness to eradicate evil, but this is already enough. As the saying goes, heaven cherishes life’s virtue. Perhaps it’s still just a child—we should spare it."

"Brother Wu is right. Then let it be. We’ll wait until it commits atrocities before we kill it," Lin Fan replied.

Wu Ji exhaled deeply with relief, finally feeling grounded.

Why go to such lengths?

Isn’t living well enough?

Tasks like these, the dirty and tiring ones, will have someone else to tackle them. Isn’t it better to happily roam the heavens and the earth?

Based on Lin Fan’s various conjectures,

The earlier blood moon phenomenon seemed to have only two possibilities.

One was opening a channel connected to countless demons arriving.

The other was releasing the arrival of some terrifying entity.

It seemed now it was likely the latter.

This kind was distinctly the most dangerous.

He hated powerful figures strutting arrogantly in his presence—it was infuriating. So what if their cultivation level was a bit stronger? What’s the big deal? Hmph, relying on strength to bully others. Such existence doesn’t live long.

"Let’s go, continue searching for the passageway."

Locked in this unknown place, unable to find the exit—anyone would feel tense.

"Brother Lin, do you think we might get lost here? If that’s the case... we’ll only have each other for support from here on. Hopefully someday someone will come to save us," Wu Ji said bitterly, haunted by the thought of Lin Fan’s earlier talk of calamity—didn’t it mean he was destined to die here?

If there’s anything worse than death, it’s certainly being trapped here forever.

Lin Fan cast a glance at Wu Ji. "You sure dream big. If even I can’t find a way out, you’re expecting someone to rescue you? Honestly, let me be blunt—it’s just wishful thinking."

"Brother Lin, facing a dire situation, couldn’t we speak some more encouraging words? I truly regret it now—had I listened to you back then and not come down, none of this would have happened. Not only did we gain nothing, but we’re stuck here," Wu Ji lamented, so regretful he even contemplated smashing his head against some tofu to end it all.

"I told you, your visage was ominous, but you didn’t believe me. What good is regretting now? Keep looking for the exit. Just follow me—I’m destined for great fortune. When I ascend and become immortal, I’ll rise to the pinnacle, perhaps even become a ruler," Lin Fan said confidently about his own future, certain he would reach the peak of cultivation.

Wu Ji didn’t know what to say anymore.

At this point, he could only follow Lin Fan. Believing in himself was out of the question—he knew all too well his own limitations.

Lin Fan was wondering just what kind of damned place this was.

Could it offer a way out already?

Numerous days passed.

Day and night turned chaotic.

Though this place had no real concept of day and night, Lin Fan continuously counted the time and kept track of the hours in his head.

They seemed trapped within an endless loop.

Boundless and infinite.

It felt as though they were deep inside the Purgatory Abyss, with flesh paving the road, white bones as rocks, exuding a hauntingly ancient aura.

Suddenly.

Wu Ji appeared to notice something, urgently pointing to the distance, "People... people, there are people over there! Hey, fellow cultivators, don’t leave! We’re over here!"

He shouted at the top of his lungs.

Even Lin Fan was startled by his sudden outburst.

"What the hell! Are you mad? You don’t even know who they are, yet you dare to shout? I might stay safe, but you definitely won’t," Lin Fan muttered, nearly covering Wu Ji’s mouth.

Clearly, Wu Ji was desperate to leave and had almost gone crazy.

"Brother Lin, this is our only chance. If we miss it, there won’t be another," Wu Ji insisted.

In the distance.

Several figures were flying in the air. They seemed to have heard Wu Ji’s shout and quickly turned around. Shortly thereafter, streaks of light shot forth from the horizon and landed directly in front of Lin Fan and Wu Ji.

"Who are you? How did you end up here?"

The leading man, an elegant individual dressed in white, questioned them. Judging by his expression, he seemed quite shocked that Lin Fan and Wu Ji were present here.

Wu Ji cupped his hands respectfully and said, "Dear fellow cultivators, I am Wu Ji, a disciple of the Wuji Sect, and this is my fellow cultivator. We mistakenly entered this place and couldn’t find an exit. May I ask if you would be willing to assist us in leaving?"

"The Wuji Sect? Then we’re of the same line. But how did you come to mistakenly enter this place? There’s only one entrance, and it’s watched over by elders from the sect," the man replied. He was a True Disciple of Kunxu Palace, with exceptional cultivation. They had entered this place to seek the Yellow Wind Demon and stop him from opening the Demon Path.

Furthermore, ancient prohibitions existed here, restricting the level of cultivation one could bring in. Those too powerful couldn’t even enter.

Legend has it that these prohibitions were laid down in ancient times by an elder demon with Heaven-and-Earth-defying strength.

"Fellow cultivators, here’s the situation: Brother Lin and I met on Kunyu Mountain, where we encountered a nest of Weasel Demons. In their cave mansion, we found a hidden passage. Thinking it might lead to a Secret Realm, we entered, only to have the passage seal behind us. We’ve been searching for the exit for days to no avail. If not for running into you all, I’d have thought we were stuck here for life," Wu Ji explained, his voice trembling as if on the brink of tears.

Though seeing living people revived some hope in him, his once-dead heart suddenly came alive again.

Still full of vitality.

The disciples of Kunxu Palace exchanged glances, engaging in quiet discussion among themselves, then said, "Very well, follow us."

Lin Fan remained silent on the side.

Whereas Wu Ji continued chattering incessantly, rapidly extracting information about their identities.

The man in white was Kunxu Palace’s True Disciple, Hao Tianhua, stunningly handsome and undeniably dashing.

Another man dressed in black was also a True Disciple named Jin Yang, but he wore a perpetual scowl, as though everyone owed him eight million coins.

The third figure was rarely seen—a woman, tall, slender, and beautiful, matching the grace of the two men nearby without inferiority.

Her long, jet-black hair shone like silk, her eyes bright and clear, yet her demeanor was cold, keeping others at arm’s length, making her seem unattainable.

Wu Ji knew they were searching for the Yellow Wind Demon, yet the demon had already been slain by Lin Fan.

What more was there to search for?

Even if they searched until next year, they’d find nothing.

Wisely, Wu Ji refrained from revealing the truth about the Yellow Wind Demon’s death, fearing unnecessary questioning or trouble from them. His philosophy was simple—if they couldn’t find anything, they’d naturally leave eventually.

Acting as if nothing had occurred.

Just a couple of lost lambs.

Feeling bored, Lin Fan sidled up to the woman. "Miss, what’s your name? From the beginning until now, you’ve been so cold and silent. Do you have something weighing on your mind? I’m not much for anything, but one thing I’m good at is listening to others’ woes. I could analyze them for you. Why not share?"

Your troubles are my gossip—listening to gossip is always fun.

Cheng Lingsu didn’t even glance at Lin Fan, acting as if no one existed by her side, exercising her aloof demeanor to its fullest extent.

Lin Fan shrugged, feeling a bit bored. Though the woman wasn’t easy to flirt with, she was the only lady here. If he didn’t chat with her, should he chat with those two men?

The white-clad Hao Tianhua gave Wu Ji a thumbs-up and whispered, "Your companion is bold—dare to pester our Kunxu Palace’s Cheng Lingsu. Truly a gutsy fellow. But if he angers Lingsu, he’ll bear the consequences himself."

Lin Fan, with his sharp ears, overheard Hao Tianhua perfectly and replied in surprise, "So your name is Cheng Lingsu. What a wonderful name! Just hearing it makes one think of delicacy and charm. Now judging by your looks, it’s genuinely fitting—though it’s a pity that you don’t speak much."

Wu Ji wanted to bash his own head against the wall.

"Brother Lin, could you please be a little more reliable? You’re making me feel ashamed."

This woman was clearly not someone to provoke—why on earth would you attempt to court her? Can’t we just quietly and safely leave? Why cause unnecessary trouble?

"If you keep quiet, no one will assume you’re mute," Cheng Lingsu finally responded coldly, clearly irritated by Lin Fan’s chatter.

Upon hearing her speak, Lin Fan immediately beamed with delight. "Ah, such a fragrant voice! Now I understand why you don’t like to talk—if you do, others might be entranced by the scent of your words."

"I’ve seen countless women before. I once thought no woman could surpass the beauty of the one I met earlier. But upon meeting you, I realized how wrong I was. You’re the most beautiful by far. Compared to you, she’s like the light of a firefly competing with the brilliance of the sun and moon."

Whether Lin Fan’s words were true or not, he was simply bored. Wasn’t it normal to converse with a young lady anyway?

Livening up the mood.

After all, the atmosphere here was rather grim.

Women tend to enjoy compliments—even if they scorn you outwardly, they may secretly be pleased. Cheng Lingsu was no exception. Though she intended to ignore Lin Fan completely, pretending he was just air, curiosity stirred in her heart.

"Who is she?" Cheng Lingsu asked, intrigued.

"Oh, that’d be Meng Qingyao of Taiwu Immortal Sect’s Xuanjian Peak. I once thought she was the most beautiful woman alive, but after meeting you, it seems I underestimated the world. I haven’t seen enough of its wonders," Lin Fan replied.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Lingsu couldn’t resist smiling faintly, though her expression quickly resumed its chilly neutrality.

Hao Tianhua gave up, remarking, "What’s with your companion? Does he not fear offending people?"

"Well, that’s just how he is," Wu Ji replied helplessly. Brother Lin, if you’re truly that idle, could you not entertain yourself chatting with me instead of courting trouble?

Moreover, your words are so tactless.

Meng Qingyao is Taiwu Immortal Sect’s True Disciple—not someone to mess with either.