Accidentally invincible!-Chapter 48 - 00 Who is So Arrogant

Lin Fan and Wang Zhou didn’t talk much. The two parted ways and went home at the fork in the road.

The night was silent and still.

Coming to this world, he had no relatives or ties. Only now, with a small group of lackeys eating with him, did he have some semblance of connection.

His goal, ever since the auxiliary system appeared, was to cultivate immortality and become the strongest.

After all, this world never made sense to begin with—those who are powerful make the rules. Ordinary people can reason with each other, but when facing a true powerhouse or someone with authority, it doesn’t matter if you’re right or wrong—you’re dead either way.

He wanted to leave Jiangdu City and venture into a broader world, to meet and learn about the people out there.

As for Bao Liu and the others, they were naturally left behind.

Their cultivation levels were too weak, and while his own cultivation level was enough for self-preservation, it wasn’t enough to protect them.

Soon enough.

Lin Fan returned to his room. Why think so much? Better to deal with the matters at hand first.

Cultivating immortality required a Spirit Root.

Yet, up until now, he didn’t even have a Spirit Root Fragment. His luck was terrible—it almost seemed as if he wasn’t destined for immortality.

Impossible.

An illusion.

It was absolutely just an illusion. After all, from a young age, Lin Fan had always been kind-hearted, full of a strong sense of justice, beloved by Heaven itself. Otherwise, why would he have come to this world with a gifted auxiliary system? This was clearly a reward for all his good deeds.

Lin Fan returned inside, sat down, poured a cup of tea, and took a sip to quench his thirst.

The rewards from killing the enemy this time weren’t bad.

[Five Extremes Killing Hand (First-Class): A domineering and vicious Finger Palm Technique with moves like Bone Dislocation, Vein Severing, and Vein Sealing. Techniques include: Broken Bone Termination, Relentless Execution, Heartache Termination, Godly Extinction, Human World Desperate.]

Truth be told.

A Villain Technique lives up to its name—just look at the names of these moves. Without the word "Termination" in them, they couldn’t even claim to match their cruel essence.

It’s like they couldn’t wait to publicly declare, "I’m a villain, and my technique is absolutely ruthless."

Never mind.

At least it’s still a first-class Cultivation Technique.

Right now, he lacked techniques, and if this one were to be renamed, it might as well be called Tendon Separating Bone Misaligning Hand.

The greatest benefit was the Innate Divine Ability he had gained this time.

[Edge Sharpness (Pseudo Gold Level): The Innate Divine Ability of a first-class Eagle Demon. The ten fingers become indestructible, incredibly durable, and extraordinarily sharp—capable of splitting mountains and breaking stones with ease in their normal state.]

When it came to the grading levels of Innate Divine Abilities, he currently only knew Black Iron Level, Bronze Level, and Gold Level.

Moreover, each level was divided into two tiers.

Gaining an Innate Divine Ability from a Demon felt almost like it was inborn.

He couldn’t help but imagine—if he encountered an especially terrifying Demon, with abilities like immunity to any flame, limb regeneration, or commanding thunder, wouldn’t he eventually become a walking embodiment of all these terrifying Demonic powers?

For some Demons, a single Innate Divine Ability might not seem extraordinary.

But if all of them were combined together, it would absolutely be a level of terror beyond imagination.

Time to try out the Divine Ability, Edge Sharpness.

His ten fingers underwent visible changes. If he used these hands for some shady activities, he could probably skin something without effort.

And if paired with [Five Extremes Killing Hand], there wouldn’t even be room left for someone to mess around.

Enough thinking—it’s time to wash up and sleep.

The next day.

Something happened with the Serpent Gang.

A group of lackeys gathered together, holding a piece of paper. They looked at one another in confusion, their eyes filled with bewilderment.

The gang was asking them to fill out their place of origin and personal information.

"Do you think they’re going to promote us?"

"Could be! Lang Jun embarrassed the Serpent Gang so badly and has already been demoted to an ordinary member. So it’s our turn now, right?"

"But I’m illiterate! I can’t even recognize words. How am I supposed to write?"

"I can’t write, either."

"Quick, let’s go find someone who can write."

A group of illiterates had no clue what was going on, but their only thought was to urgently find someone literate to help.

Last night, the Boss of the gang had mulled over the issue the entire night. The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. Their Serpent Gang had always been the ones planting spies in other places. Never before had there been a spy daring to infiltrate their own ranks.

Humiliating.

Shameful.

A provocation.

That spy absolutely had to be found—even if they had to turn the entire Serpent Gang upside down.

Besides, this method of his had some reasoning behind it.

He wanted the whole gang to know about the spy. Once the spy heard such widespread news, they’d get nervous. And once someone got nervous, they’d reveal a flaw. As soon as there was a flaw, they could be captured.

When he came up with this idea, the Boss felt extremely proud.

He had been assigned as the Boss of the Serpent Gang in Jiangdu City, but in his heart, he was deeply resentful. Everyone said he was all brawn and no brains, unfit for critical roles, and only worthy of overseeing a small gang in a minor area.

So he had to prove it—to show those people—who the hell said he was all brawn and no brains? Could someone without brains come up with such a brilliant plan?

He felt secretly pleased, almost smug.

At the government office gates.

Lin Fan acted as if nothing had happened, just like always, even after everything he experienced last night.

"Today, we’re switching up our training route a bit. Follow me."

Normally, they jogged a lap around the outskirts of Jiangdu City.

But now, he planned to train them along the main streets of the inner city.

Wang Baoliu and the others had undergone significant training during this period. Their vigor and vitality had improved dramatically; everyone looked spirited.

In the past, they had been utterly dejected, but now, each one of them stood tall with confidence and resilience, fully aware of their responsibilities. freeweɓnovel.cøm

The street was bustling with activity.

Vendors were shouting, calling out to attract customers.

At a pear vendor’s stall, someone called out.

"Gentlemen, these pears are incredibly sweet," said the vendor—an old man in his sixties. Due to years of malnutrition and overwork, he appeared to be in his seventies or eighties, his back hunched severely.

The old pear vendor bowed and scraped, desperately trying to please a group of Serpent Gang members in front of him.

The leader of the group, a big man, took a bite of a pear and said, "Sweet, indeed. But you still have to pay the stall fee."

The old vendor pleaded, "Gentlemen, you know how hard it is to make a living as a small vendor. My wife is also ill. Please, accept these silver taels for now, and I’ll pay the rest after some days. Is that fine?"

Smack!

The big man smashed the pear onto the ground. His facial muscles twitched as he scowled viciously and kicked over the stall.

"This is Serpent Gang territory. You don’t pay up? Have you considered the consequences?"

"My pears..." The old vendor was heartbroken. He knelt on the ground, trying to collect the fallen pears, but the big man stepped on his hand.

"Listen up. Whether your wife is ill or not has nothing to do with the Serpent Gang. But if you set up a stall on Serpent Gang territory, you follow our rules."

The surrounding vendors looked on, full of loathing for these people. The gangsters were utterly detestable.

The Serpent Gang was outright despicable.

But just then.

A voice rang out in everyone’s ears.

"Seize these scoundrels immediately. If they resist, cut them down."

The big man was still intimidating the old vendor when he heard these words. He frowned in annoyance—who was this brazen, daring to threaten them in broad daylight?

Looking to die.

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