I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade-Chapter 1519 - 362: If I Become Indifferent... I Will No Longer Be the Fanfan in Their Hearts

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Chapter 1519: Chapter 362: If I Become Indifferent... I Will No Longer Be the Fanfan in Their Hearts

Xia Jisheng was dumbfounded.

The demon beast tide that even he dared not face was wiped out with a single punch, leaving no trace of the beasts.

What kind of divine skills is this?

What kind of realm is this?

Even if his own ancestor’s mana was boundless, he probably couldn’t achieve this level.

Stunned, Xia Jisheng regained his composure, descended from the city wall, and walked respectfully to Lin Fan, addressing him:

"Senior, junior has been blind to your greatness. I hope senior will not blame me."

Although his previous attitude had been somewhat friendly, now it was even more reverent. Indeed, in the Cultivation World, respect is due to strength. As long as one’s cultivation is high, everyone will show two faces.

Strike hard before the weak, show utmost respect before the strong.

This is the way of the Cultivation World, the demeanor of us cultivators.

"No worries, I just wish to visit the Flame Sun Sect." Lin Fan said indifferently.

"Rest assured, Senior, I will definitely guide you." Xia Jisheng was full of doubts. With such earth-shaking cultivation, the senior ought to be a famous figure in the Cultivation World. How could he not know the location of the Flame Sun Sect? But he didn’t dwell on it, assuming the senior came from an outer region, unaware of the sect’s location.

As he pondered, he wondered why the senior was set on visiting the Flame Sun Sect?

Could it be to destroy the sect?

But upon thinking, it seemed impossible. If he were to destroy the Flame Sun Sect, the senior definitely wouldn’t be so friendly with him, especially since everyone knows the Xia Family ancestor is an elder of the Flame Sun Sect.

Outside the eastern city.

"Charge!"

The thirteen bandit cultivators of Dongting Lake shouted angrily, charging towards the city. They had heard the commotion and it was indeed powerful, truly worthy of being a demon beast tide with the Demon King, incredibly fierce.

"Grab everything, the treasures are ours!"

"Charge, charge!"

The bandit cultivators went completely mad, their eyes blood-red, their minds filled only with those treasures.

The temptation of grabbing at zero cost is something not everyone can resist.

The leader of the thirteen bandit cultivators was called ’Tongtian Bandit’ Wang Tianchong by the cultivators.

He was thin-faced, with evil-looking features, especially his eyes, which were narrow as lines, chilling to behold. Anyone who dared to meet his gaze felt like prey, closely watched.

The bandit cultivators rushed into the city, and the city’s cultivators fled upon seeing them.

While some cultivators calmly exchanged glances with the charging bandit cultivators, without any spoken communication, their eyes conveyed their mutual understanding.

’Brothers, we are on the same side.’

’I can tell.’

The city’s cultivators showed fierce expressions and roared savagely, "Grab everything, the treasures are mine."

This scenario was an identity shift.

Everyone has multiple identities, adapting to environmental changes is normal, nothing surprising.

"Don’t grab my storage bag, that’s mine."

"Bullshit, now it’s mine."

Once the bandit cultivators took action, they basically grabbed whatever they saw. Some cultivators were kicked to the ground, trying to protect their storage bags, but facing this group of savage bandit cultivators, how could they defend themselves?

Shopkeeper cultivators, to prevent their assets from being plundered, could only activate a simple formation in hopes of deterring them.

But faced with this group of bandit cultivators attacking collectively.

The formation only lasted a moment before it shattered completely.

The bandit cultivators eagerly snatched up everything.

"You heartless bastards, put them down! Everything is my life’s work." The shopkeeper wailed, despite being a cultivator, he dared not retaliate against this group of red-eyed bandit cultivators.

Otherwise, he would surely be brutally killed by them.

"Get lost, everything is ours. You keep babbling, we’ll kill you here."

"A middle-grade magic artifact, who would’ve thought this shop had a middle-grade magic artifact, we hit the jackpot, truly made a fortune."

"No, that’s the crown jewel of my shop, put it down, put it down!"

No matter how much the shopkeeper pleaded desperately, the bandit cultivators ignored him, looting was the quickest way to get wealthy, with so many bandits, who knows who is who, after lying low for a few years, who would recognize him?

At this moment.

The thirteen bandit cultivators of Dongting Lake, led by ’Tongtian Bandit’ Wang Tianchong, quickly headed towards a shop named ’Heavenly Treasure Pavilion’ filled with numerous treasures, a raid there would make the trip worthwhile.

Upon thinking this, Wang Tianchong’s blood boiled with excitement.

However, before reaching Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, Wang Tianchong saw the situation ahead and his face suddenly changed.

"How could this be?"

He never expected Xia Jisheng to be here.

Impossible, the demon beast tide’s attack should have constrained their movements, even if they wanted to stop them, they would be helpless, but now the opponent’s presence left Wang Tianchong bewildered.

"Wang Tianchong, head of the thirteen bandit cultivators of Dongting Lake, you have committed numerous evil deeds, daring to draw the demon beast tide to mislead, foolishly thinking to distract and succeed in plundering, but alas, your calculations are inferior to heaven’s design, Senior Lin is here, how could you be allowed to be reckless?"

Xia Jisheng was completely unworried, Senior Lin was his backbone, he even thought how great it would be if Senior Lin could become the Xia Family’s ancestor, much better than the ancestor who only knows seclusion and cultivation without concern for worldly affairs.

Wang Tianchong’s gaze fell upon Lin Fan.

Is that the senior?

It must be, anyone who Xia Jisheng accompanied so reverently couldn’t be ordinary.

He couldn’t sense any mana fluctuations from the opponent.

Actually couldn’t see through it.

"Weather’s tight, retreat!"

Why have the thirteen bandit cultivators of Dongting Lake remained undefeated for years, domineering and rampant? It isn’t because they are particularly strong, but because they are cautious enough, when faced with something amiss, they retreat promptly to minimize losses.