I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade-Chapter 1552 - 367: Killing Them One by One, Secret Realm Opens, Land Frozen for Miles_4
He didn’t undo this seal, but just let it be. Who else could do such a thing besides the great Wei Immortal?
The great Wei Immortal loved little Wei An deeply. After all, cultivating immortality is about perfecting oneself, and when little Wei An was born with such a calamity, the great Wei Immortal could have just ignored it. A grandson is dead, so be it. But he still forcibly changed his fate, sacrificing everything, solely wishing for little Wei An to live a peaceful and safe life.
"Uncle..." Little Wei An looked pleadingly at Lin Fan, in little Wei An’s heart, his uncle is his mainstay, his everything. When encountering difficulties, he seeks help from his uncle.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "I like them all, I like them all."
Little Wei An, as if hearing the best answer, hurriedly said, "I like them all."
"Hmph."
"Hmph."
Little Xin’er and the second girl turned their heads away, looking upset, prompting little Wei An to turn his eyes to his uncle again.
Lin Fan smiled silently, the difficulty was too high, beyond the scope of his uncle’s ability.
This scene reminded Lin Fan of Yan Nini, Tang Jiayu, and the others. After the apocalypse, the population decreased dramatically. There were once girls who confessed to him, but he has always been avoiding them, never giving a direct response.
This is actually the behavior of a weakling.
He doesn’t consider himself a weakling.
But in this aspect, he truly is a weakling.
At this time.
He looked up into the distant void, where a cultivator was hiding. Although the other party’s aura was extremely restrained, the overwhelming demonic energy was still terrifyingly pervasive.
"Blood Demon Ancestor..."
Lin Fan, casually killing his disciple with a stone, naturally remembered that aura. Now that the Blood Demon Ancestor appeared, the aura was similar, and the cultivation was higher, so he immediately recognized it.
However, this Blood Demon Ancestor was indeed very low-key. With his cultivation, once he descended, his blood fiend aura should naturally fill the sky, overwhelming the heavens, so that ordinary cultivators would be trembling with fear.
I wonder what this Blood Demon Ancestor wants to do?
Lin Fan bent down to search, then picked up an inconspicuous stone under the recliner, leisurely lying back, gently moving his wrist, letting the stone jump in his palm.
"This is the outer city of Ling Yuan City."
The Blood Demon Ancestor hid, not daring to appear ostentatiously, hidden so well that even the ancestors of those immortal cultivation families in Ling Yuan City did not discover him.
Since his direct disciple was killed, the spiritual treasure destroyed.
The Baoling Sect instantly turned hostile, declaring that they had given up too much, and would not agree, demanding the return of the island, and at the same time, the city of demonic cultivation must be built in a remote area. This enraged the Blood Demon Ancestor, but unfortunately... he suffered heavy losses, his combat effectiveness declined, and could only agree in the end.
And the Baoling Sect did not dare to take everything back, after all, the Blood Demon Ancestor was ultimately of Divinity Transformation cultivation; once he went mad, the Baoling Sect would have a headache.
The Blood Demon Ancestor sensed the situation in the outer city, hoping to find some clues.
He just wanted to know which fellow Daoist was so domineering that he did not even give face to him, the Blood Demon Ancestor, killing his direct disciple on the spot. But after searching for a while, he found nothing.
The Blood Demon Ancestor naturally wanted revenge, but before figuring out the opponent’s situation, he did not dare to act rashly. After all, the Baoling Sect was still watching him intently, and he couldn’t make too many enemies.
Thinking of this, the Blood Demon Ancestor angrily left.
Forget it.
Consider yourselves ruthless, I’ve accepted my loss.
Then he turned into a blood light and fled far away.
Lying on the recliner, Lin Fan saw the Blood Demon Ancestor leave, so he did not take action. He did not want the outer city to receive more attention; living such a plain and simple life was good enough.
If the Blood Demon Ancestor took action, one stone from him would shatter the opponent, and the resulting impact might be unimaginable.
A Divinity Transformation cultivator, mysteriously dying.
Anyone would know there’s a strong person in the outer city, and by then, cultivators from all over would flock there, and the impact on the outer city would naturally be bad.
...
With the passing of spring and autumn, flowers bloom and wither, snow fell year after year.
Four years later.
Little Wei An was thirteen years old, growing into a strong young man, and his second calamity disappeared after the Blood Demon Ancestor came to the outer city and left.
"Uncle, the meal is ready."
Little Wei An came out of the kitchen, his face smudged with black soot.
Since little Wei An was eleven, Lin Fan let him cook by himself. After all, he will eventually marry and establish his own career; he can’t have his uncle cooking for them all the time, right?
"Coming."
Lin Fan entered the house, with a simple three dishes and one soup, with both meat and vegetables, rice was Spirit Rice; overall, the living standard in the outer city was still quite good.
"You’ve been really close to little Xin’er lately. Why haven’t I seen the second girl come to you?" Lin Fan casually asked.
Little Wei An replied, "Uncle, the second girl’s cultivation is already mid-stage Body Refinement, and now she’s cultivating towards the later stage, she doesn’t have time to come play with Xin’er and me."
"Oh, the second girl has pretty good cultivation talent, to be almost at the later stage now; by the time she’s seventeen or eighteen, I think she’ll become a Qi Refinement cultivator." Lin Fan said.
The children have grown up, their thoughts gradually maturing.
Except for little Xin’er who still clings to little Wei An, the second girl has already started to distance herself from them. After all, being two mortals and one destined to be a cultivator, the gap is widening.
A seventeen or eighteen-year-old Qi Refinement cultivator, is quite impressive indeed.
It seems that Ni Haisheng has indeed invested a lot in the second girl.
"Uncle, can I cultivate?" Little Wei An asked with his head raised.
Lin Fan smiled, "No."
"Oh." Little Wei An continued to eat his rice, not showing much disappointment, just asking casually. He had long accepted that he couldn’t cultivate, but he didn’t feel sad at all because his uncle’s care and love made him live in a family full of love.
