Chapter 61: Disciples of the Pill Hall, Future Troubles

A disciple of the Pill Hall?

Lin Fan frowned slightly. He had been lingering in this trial ground for quite a few days.

Initially, he had arrived in the company of Gu Ningyun, and soon after, Yue Qingcheng had also joined their ranks, which had given him a deeper understanding of the forces in the Southern Wilderness.

The Pill Hall before him belonged to the Pill King Palace, one of the Eight Great Divine Sects, and was a prominent sect-level faction established within the Land of Myriad Nations.

Unlike the other divine sects that established dynasties within the Land of Myriad Nations, the Pill Hall existed in an independent posture, with its tenet being the broad recruitment of disciples from throughout the entire Land of Myriad Nations.

They controlled up to seventy percent of high-grade medicinal pill resources, meaning that even the dynasties affiliated with other divine sects had to purchase pills from the Pill Hall.

This undoubtedly forged the formidable and overbearing stance of the Pill Hall in the Land of Myriad Nations.

Even when facing someone as noble as Princess Yue Qingcheng of a dynasty, the Pill Hall dared to ignore her.

The young man from the Pill Hall just moments ago, though panic-stricken at first, was quickly overcome by arrogance. He sneered provocatively at Lin Fan, "I am the personal disciple of an elder in the Pill Hall. If you dare to lay a hand on me, you will be offending the Pill Hall and arousing the wrath of the Pill King Palace."

A trace of fierce coldness flashed through Lin Fan's eyes. Sword momentum surged turbulently as he charged fearlessly toward the young man.

His blade tore through the air, emitting a chilling, faint whistle.

The young man retreated in sheer terror, attempting to dodge the sudden onslaught, but his speed was inferior to Lin Fan's, leaving him to watch helplessly as the blade closed in on him.

Lin Fan's sword pierced mercilessly into the young man's body, a wave of excruciating pain rapidly sweeping through the latter's entire being.

The young man's eyes were filled with endless fear and unwillingness; he realized that he might perish right here and now.

Coldly, Lin Fan withdrew his blade, gazing indifferently as the young man collapsed into a pool of blood. His heart did not experience the slightest ripple, nor did it harbor a shred of pity or hesitation.

He extended a single hand, absorbing the energy from the young man's wristband, causing his own wristband to transform into a noble shade of purple.

Having done all this, Lin Fan slowly turned around and looked calmly at Yue Qingcheng, saying, "Since you've already offended a person like this, you have two choices: either make a formal apology, or wipe them out completely. Otherwise, they will endlessly bring trouble to your doorstep."

As the young man's voice trailed off, his figure flashed once more. It was as if time had frozen at that very moment, and all sound seemed to vanish, leaving only the soft swish of his sword edge cutting through the air. The sword light flickered, and with pinpoint accuracy, it slit the throat of the late-stage-Yuanfu-peak powerhouse who had previously been severely injured and left unable to rise.

A fatal slash to the throat.

Yue Qingcheng spoke with a helpless sigh, "You really are acting a bit too reckless this time."

She watched as Lin Fan absorbed the wristband energy from all three late-stage-Yuanfu-peak experts one by one, and explained, "Since this fellow is a disciple of the Pill Hall, how could he possibly lack a few trump cards on him?"

As she spoke, her lotus steps shifted lightly until she reached the corpse of the Pill Hall disciple, retrieving a shattered jade talisman from his bosom.

This is...

Lin Fan looked at the jade talisman with curiosity and asked in a deep voice.

"This is called the Life-and-Death Tracking Talisman."

"A type of talisman capable of recording the final breath of someone before they die."

"Since you just killed him, this talisman has already recorded your aura. I presume that all the Pill Hall disciples within this trial ground must already know that you slew this person."

"If it were the princes or princesses of other dynasties, killing them would just mean killing them."

"But."

"This is the Pill Hall."

In the Land of Myriad Nations, the Pill Hall is notoriously protective of its own and fiercely overbearing.

Once you encounter them, they will undoubtedly strike at you.

Your current strength is indeed extraordinary; even I am likely no match for you.

However.

The Pill Hall's greatest strength lies in their ability to rally allies by utilizing medicinal pills.

You can handle three or five opponents of the same realm.

What about eight or nine, or even ten or twenty?

Even...

The Divine Soul Realm?

The Divine Soul Realm?

Lin Fan paused slightly, his eyes narrowing. Could a powerhouse of the Divine Soul Realm have already been born in the trial ground?

"Every dynasty has its own heavily nurtured geniuses."

"Take my Divine Heaven Dynasty for instance. Right now in this trial ground, there is someone above me."

"He is not a member of our imperial family, but because of his extraordinarily high talent, the imperial family bestowed upon him the title of a prince of a different surname."

"Before entering, his cultivation had already reached the absolute limit of the Yuanfu Realm."

"Now, months later, I'm afraid he has already begun attempting to break through to the Divine Soul Realm."

"To my knowledge, there are seven others like him."

"Aside from the Pill Hall, the other seven great dynasties each possess such an existence."

"As for the one from the Pill Hall, it is rumored that he has already stepped into the level of an eighth-grade alchemist."

Hearing Yue Qingcheng reveal so much information that was hitherto secret to him, Lin Fan could not help but be momentarily stunned. To think that there truly were powerhouses on the verge of entering the Divine Soul Realm.

The mention of an eighth-grade alchemist startled Lin Fan the most.

Anyone who dared to claim the title of an eighth-grade alchemist meant that he could already refine true eighth-grade spiritual pills.

Eighth-grade spiritual pills were exceptionally necessary, even for powerhouses of the Divine Soul Realm.

Things were indeed getting a bit troublesome.

Lin Fan frowned, his gaze flickering uncertainly, yet his expression lacked the slightest hint of panic or fear.

Being targeted by an eighth-grade alchemist was indeed a painful prospect.

However.

Lin Fan's current cultivation had reached the peak of the late Yuanfu Realm. Though he might not step into the Divine Soul Realm immediately,

he had the confidence that if he could comprehend the second form of the Void-Chasing Light Sword Art, he would be fully capable of putting up a fight, even against a Divine Soul Realm powerhouse.

"It seems I need to find some time to properly comprehend the second form."

Seeing Lin Fan fall silent, Yue Qingcheng assumed he was frightened. To prevent the young man from losing his confidence, she quickly offered words of comfort: "However, you don't need to panic either."

"Your wristband has upgraded to purple, and you will undoubtedly be accepted into the Hundred Sects in the future. My advice is to directly go into seclusion right here in the ruins of the Flaming Valley."

"Remain there until the trial ends before coming out."

"I can transfer the energy of my wristband to you, and I'm certain there will be a chance for it to upgrade to gold."

"By then, once you become a disciple of the Eight Great Divine Sects, you naturally won't have to fear that Pill Hall, or even the Pill King Palace."

Hearing this,

Lin Fan chuckled. He shook his head and said, "It's not that I'm afraid, I'm just filled with emotion. Truly, there are heavens beyond heavens, and people beyond people."

"Originally, I thought that after my breakthrough, I would be invincible within this trial ground."

"Now, listening to what you've said, I've merely squeezed into the ranks of the experts."

"I still have quite a distance to go before reaching the very peak."

"Rest assured, whether it's an eighth-grade alchemist or a Divine Soul powerhouse,"

"If they stand on the opposite side of me, I will spare no cost to defeat them."

You...

Yue Qingcheng stared dumbfounded at the young man. So after talking for all this time, this fellow hadn't listened to a single word she said?

Her intention was simply to have the young man stay out of sight in the outside world to avoid casualties.

After all,

she was well aware of Lin Fan's age. A seventeen-year-old late-stage-Yuanfu-peak expert—such talent, viewed across the entire Southern Wilderness Continent, was likely capable of squeezing into the top tier.

Lin Fan's future potential was definitely no less than that of the Ten Prodigies of the Southern Wilderness.

Well, of course, excluding that freak holding the number one seat...

"However, just to be safe."

"We should part ways here."

"For the upcoming period, I will venture through the trial ground alone."

"As for Gu Ningyun and the others, I'll have to trouble you to look after them."

"I won't say any formal goodbyes. Now that my identity is special, it's best not to entangle myself in relations where I can avoid them."

Having said that,

without waiting for Yue Qingcheng to react, the young man executed his Phantom Movement technique. His figure shifted with agile versatility, transforming into a series of lingering afterimages as he sped away toward the exit of the Flaming Valley.

Left behind, Yue Qingcheng stamped her foot lightly, giving an annoyed, soft reprimand:

Does this fellow really think I'm the kind of person who is afraid of trouble?