CHAPTER 569: CHAPTER 0561: THE LITTLE FELLOW WHO STOLE KNOWLEDGE

The Chaos Secret Realm was disguised as an ordinary secret realm and hidden somewhere, attracting a group of unremarkable immortals seeking Immortal Treasures.

They didn’t dare, like Lin Fan, to place the Chaos Secret Realm near the major sects.

They only dared to place the secret realm in ordinary areas.

Even with their deliberate propagation,

it only managed to attract some average immortals.

But that was enough for them. At least they could manage the situation. If any big shots were attracted, things would take an alarming turn.

They watched the scene of immortals exploring the secret realm and felt utterly bored.

Getting accustomed to such days.

A feeling of stagnation washed over them.

"What do you think happened to Brother Lin?" Qin Yang asked worriedly.

Xiang Fei replied, "I’m afraid we won’t be seeing Brother Lin anytime soon. Rumors outside say Brother Lin is cultivating the Forbidden Martial Arts System of the Immortal Realm and has become a target for various factions to hunt down. He likely doesn’t want to implicate us and is just constantly evading capture."

"What a ridiculous situation!"

Qin Yang cursed angrily. "What nonsense about the Immortal Realm Forbidden System—it’s all rubbish! Thinking about Lin Fan being hunted by a group of Immortal Realm elites makes me frustrated beyond words."

The little girl sat quietly, not speaking, but she understood everything they said. Her clenched fists expressed her dissatisfaction with her own strength. Was it anger?

Then let the anger continue.

After all, for the time being, only the mad elder, the Immortal Emperor, could shield him. The rest were powerless, given that the enemies were all Immortal Emperors.

Xiang Fei said, "At this moment, we should focus on cultivating. Only by doing so can we help Brother Lin someday. Otherwise, we’ll only be burdens dragging him down."

"That’s logical, but given our current pace of progress, it’s too slow," Qin Yang responded.

Lately, his thoughts were restless, as though something was about to happen.

What could cause this feeling?

It must be someone from the family coming for him.

The more he thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.

Ridiculous as it was.

Over by the Black Mountain.

Lin Fan calmed his mind, concentrated his energy, and cultivated the Martial Arts methods. Though different from cultivating the Immortal understanding of grand truths, each move, each stance carried an inexplicable rhythm and pattern.

During this period,

His Martial Arts strength gradually improved.

Chirp chirp!

As Lin Fan cultivated silently, sudden noises broke the calm not far away. It turned out to be a child in crotchless pants cautiously observing him. Seeing Lin Fan unmoving, the child gained a bit of courage and revealed half of his body.

Lin Fan opened his eyes, glanced at the child, and soon lost interest.

It turned out to be a Demon Beast transformed into the form of a child.

To achieve this transformation at such a young age was certainly not easy.

If it was a Demon Beast exuding traces of ferocity, it would likely have already died at Lin Fan’s hands. But its form as a child? That made it hard for Lin Fan to strike.

So, he simply let it go.

One month later.

Crackling sounds echoed within Lin Fan’s body, as though his inner space had transformed into a chaotic dimension. He was now opening an era of chaos, generating profound impacts.

The morning rays of the heavens rushed madly into his body.

The Fourth Rank of Martial Might.

His Martial Arts Realm had broken through.

"Haha, my talent isn’t bad after all. Cultivating with focus really does yield fast progress."

Lin Fan felt secretly pleased. Of course, for now, it was merely a single rank advancement in his Martial Arts Realm. It wasn’t worth celebrating too much, but everything seemed to be moving in the right direction, and that was what truly mattered.

Afterward,

He turned his gaze to the distance. The Demon Beast child who had appeared a month ago had since come daily to observe him. Although Lin Fan never directly taught him, the child watched attentively and even began to gain some insights.

Unexpectedly influenced by the Martial Arts Will, the child seemed to grasp something, mimicking the cultivation of Martial Arts.

For anyone, this type of situation was considered highly serious. If an ordinary powerhouse discovered someone stealing their Dharma Gate, they would undoubtedly kill the thief.

Exhale!

Lin Fan slowly exhaled a breath, his energy forming vibrant clouds that covered the heavens, creating a spectacular phenomenon.

Moments later.

Everything returned to normal.

"Little one, you’ve come here every day for a whole month to steal techniques. You should know that stealing techniques can cost lives. I’ve let you be, yet you still won’t come over to bow and thank me as your master? Are you really so impolite?" Lin Fan said.

With his Martial Arts Realm breakthrough, he was in great spirits.

Regarding this little fellow, Lin Fan didn’t harbor any particular thoughts. Nowadays, countless immortals in the Immortal Realm wanted to kill him, and Immortal Emperors sought to grind his bones to dust. Hiding here, he had unexpectedly encountered this little guy who patiently observed him practicing.

When Lin Fan began cultivating here in the morning, the little fellow was already watching him with wide eyes. When Lin Fan left, the little fellow quietly waited, clumsily swinging unskilled moves derived from the Martial Arts methods.

The little fellow understood Lin Fan’s words and boldly knelt down, kowtowing to him. "Thank you, Master, for teaching me profound cultivation methods."

Though childish,

The words he spoke were remarkably mature.

"Haha, don’t randomly call me Master, and I’m not planning to take disciples either. If you acknowledge me as your teacher, you’re doomed," Lin Fan laughed.

Given his current predicament, anyone outside claiming to be his disciple—saying, ’I’m Lin Fan’s student’—wouldn’t gain immunity.

Quite the opposite.

They’d dare harm you without hesitation.

The little fellow said, "To teach me profound cultivation methods, you are my honored teacher."

Lin Fan didn’t say much else and slowly replied, "I’ll be staying here for a while. You may come and observe my cultivation each day, but do not tell anyone you’ve been practicing with me. Otherwise, it’ll bring disaster upon you."

"Got it?"

The little fellow replied, "Got it."

That night’s cultivation concluded.

The little fellow returned to his clan, telling no one about the methods he had practiced, nor about encountering an actual expert. He concealed it deep within and, upon returning home, shut himself in a room, endlessly repeating what he had learned.

The depth of the teachings.

Many parts were incomprehensible.

He could only recall them repeatedly. Although mastery wouldn’t come overnight, consistent practice could gradually leave them ingrained within him.

Truthfully speaking,

Even at such a young age, one often desires to show off.

He longed to tell everyone,

That he had met a truly formidable expert, learned from him, and would someday become extraordinary. But then he held back.

The expert had already warned him.

He must not tell others, so he buried the knowledge deep within.

Never revealing it.

Within the Black Mountain.

Lin Fan discovered the benefits of Martial Arts to be far greater than he had previously realized.

Unimaginable discoveries.

Previously, he hadn’t perceived it—probably because he hadn’t been earnest. Now that he was truly dedicated, he had begun to comprehend the Martial Arts Will passed down by the Martial Arts Clan, touching upon things he had once been unable to grasp.

Perhaps this was why the Ancestor of Martial Arts could stand against ten Immortal Venerables alone.