I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade-Chapter 1523 - 362: If I Were Indifferent... I Wouldn’t Be the Fanfan in Their Hearts_5

Chapter 1523: Chapter 362: If I Were Indifferent... I Wouldn’t Be the Fanfan in Their Hearts_5

Luckily, he is a Sword Cultivator, how could his mental state be disrupted by such trivial matters?

"I was just comprehending the Sword Dao in the Green Bamboo Grove, why am I here?"

"I have no idea, all mysterious and profound. Keep comprehending swords."

The man stepped upon the Immortal Sword, returning to his original path, landing in the bamboo grove, continuing his comprehension, and has long forgotten what just transpired.

...

"Help, help..."

As Lin Fan traveled, his perception was so strong that he could hear even the slightest sounds, yet he was unwilling to heed these cries for help.

"They shouted for help back then too, but who could rescue them? Why should I rescue you?"

Lin Fan chose not to pay attention and continued on his way.

But in the end, he still turned back. If his heart were truly as hard as stone, he might not be the Uncle Lin in Feifei’s mind, nor the friendly Fanfan in Professor Xia and Old Man Wang’s hearts.

In the wilderness below.

Three evil cultivators stood before a Pill Furnace, with blazing flames burning beneath it, and surrounding them were many mortals from the Cultivation World, bound tightly, beside them a blood-soaked sack filled with dismembered limbs.

In the Cultivation World, where Spiritual Energy is abundant, mortals cannot cultivate due to the lack or presence of Spirit Roots, but even mortals become stronger and their blood more vigorous over time in such abundant Spiritual Energy.

Normal cultivators might not consider this.

However, for some evil cultivators, mortal blood and flesh are great supplements, refining them can yield ’Human Dan’, which contains Spiritual Energy and blood energy, enhancing their physical bodies and boosting Mana.

"We’ve abducted all able-bodied men from a village, will this incite a hunt?"

"A hunt? Who would bother for mere mortals? We snatch each locality and move on, has anyone chased us down over these years?"

"That’s true. We, the three renowned evil cultivators, possess some repute, even intrepid loose cultivators avoid provoking us."

Though named the three handsome evil cultivators, they had no relation to ’handsome’ in appearance; one uglier than the last, honestly, meeting them in the dead of night could scare children to death.

One of the evil cultivators grabbed the sack, opened the furnace lid, pouring the sack’s contents of dismembered limbs into it, tossing the sack aside, licking the blood from his fingers like tasting a delicacy.

He then added several materials to the Pill Furnace.

"I say, next time can we not chop the mortals to pieces, these limbs are really annoying." The working evil cultivator complained.

"Understood, they were resisting."

"Next time, I’ll be careful."

Though they said to be careful, none paid attention, perhaps the next time would be the same, evil cultivators are notoriously bloody, seldom ensuring things remain intact.

Bound mortals shuddered, faces panicked, some even wetting their pants in terror.

Suddenly.

A rumbling sound echoed from the sky, the three evil cultivators’ faces turned pale, assuming it was a powerful cultivator pursuing them, but hearing the sound fade into the distance, they breathed a sigh of relief, just when they thought all was well, the rumbling drew near again, catching them off guard, a figure descended from the sky, landing firmly.

"May I ask which fellow cultivator you are?"

The three evil cultivators were very wary.

Lin Fan’s expression was indifferent, glancing at the three evil cultivators, then at the bound mortals.

Without uttering a word of nonsense.

In an instant, he appeared before an evil cultivator, slicing a hand, with a crunch, breaking the talisman on the evil cultivator, followed by neck cracks appearing, his head rolling from his neck to the ground, spinning with round eyes, dying without contentment.

"Ah?"

The other two evil cultivators were shocked.

Swish!

Lin Fan appeared before another evil cultivator, watching that evil cultivator’s body fly back, colliding with a distant tree, BANG, the evil cultivator’s body exploded, blood and flesh splattering everywhere.

"Senior, spare..."

BANG!

Lin Fan appeared before the third evil cultivator, waving a palm, blasting his head from a distance, blood droplets raining down onto surrounding plants.

He approached a mortal, untied his ropes, silently glancing at them, soared up, continuing toward the Flame Sun Sect’s direction.

Moments later, the bound mortals regained their freedom, all knelt on the ground, kowtowing towards Lin Fan’s distant figure, thanking the Immortal Master for his life-saving grace.

Flame Sun Sect.

Lin Fan landed at the mountain’s foot, taking out a map, this is the place, the sect lies within these mountains. He glanced into the distance, seeing no sect structures, only lush vegetation, but sensed many cultivators emitting exuberant vitality.

Perhaps Flame Sun Sect employed some illusion to conceal the sect’s existence, making it invisible to the naked eye.

He relied on perception, stepping onto the green-covered ground, with each step, the vegetation beneath vanished like illusions, revealing stairs paved with blue stones, aware everything was illusions.

Thus, ascending step by step, the surrounding scenery constantly changing.

A moment later.

He reached a certain position, uncovering the truth ahead.

A magnificent cluster of buildings appeared in his sight.

This was the Flame Sun Sect.