Accidentally invincible!-Chapter 33 - 00: Sigh, I Need to Keep Working Hard

"Obtained cultivation technique: Bull Trampling Mountain Power (First-class)."

"Obtained elixir: Small Rejuvenation Pill (one piece)."

"Obtained cultivation: 31 years."

"Obtained Soft Bone Inner Armor (one piece)."

At this moment.

Lin Fan stood frozen in place, as if happiness had arrived too quickly for him to process.

Except for that Soft Bone Inner Armor, which sounded like a scam, everything else was exactly what he wanted.

Either you get nothing, or when you do, it’s like suddenly soaring to the heavens.

Name: Lin Fan.

Spirit Root: None.

Realm: Postnatal Realm.

Cultivation: 62 years.

Cultivation techniques: Wild Boar Charge (unranked), Gathering Technique (first-class), Fiery Sun Saber Skill (second-class), Head of Steel (second-class), Bull Trampling Mountain Power (first-class).

Innate Divine Abilities: Thick Skin and Tough Flesh (Black Iron Level), Sudden Shock (Pseudo-Bronze Level).

His cultivation directly leaped from second-class to the Postnatal Realm. The boundless inner strength within him surged like mighty rivers.

Vast.

Imposing.

Dominating.

"Lin Fan... Lin Fan."

Wang Zhou saw Lin Fan frozen in place and thought he was worrying about the aftermath. He said:

"You don’t need to worry about this matter. Even if the Serpent Gang finds out, it’s no big deal. They’d have to swallow their grievances whole. I’m just surprised by how powerful you are now—a completely unexpected turn of events."

But Lin Fan wasn’t worried about such things. He was simply stunned by his own sudden leap in strength.

How many days has it been?

He’d gone from someone who couldn’t even tie up a chicken to a Postnatal Realm expert with 62 years of inner strength.

At this rate, it wouldn’t be long before he could start cultivating to become an Immortal.

"Sir, should we take the bodies back with us now or leave them here?" Lin Fan asked.

Wang Zhou replied, "Leave them here. Even though the Serpent Gang wouldn’t dare openly retaliate, bringing the bodies back would be like slapping their faces, and that’s a conflict we don’t need."

"Now that you know the Serpent Gang is the mastermind behind all this, there are certain things you should understand. I’ll explain on our way back."

Leaving the corpses without burying them feels a bit unscrupulous.

But after giving it some thought, so be it.

Burying them would be a waste of resources—better to leave them exposed to help feed wild beasts.

Before departing, Lin Fan stepped forward and searched the bodies, pocketing 230 liang. With that, he could buy some pork ribs for dinner—what’s not to love?

But the small aids felt somehow uninteresting.

The fact that the things he looted from the corpses were also listed as drops seemed redundant. Was it just to remind him that they carried valuables?

The Soft Bone Inner Armor he found had already been smashed to bits by Wang Zhou, yet it still dropped as loot. Seriously, brilliant job.

Soon enough.

Lin Fan and Wang Zhou were ten miles away, heading toward Jiangdu City.

Two men, two horses—their speed was average, neither fast nor slow.

"Sir, is there really no way to deal with the Serpent Gang?" Lin Fan asked. He had learned from Wang Zhou that the Serpent Gang wasn’t just a local Jiangdu City faction—it had establishments in every city north of the Huai River, making it a massive force.

"It’s tough to deal with them. Rumor has it that the Serpent Gang has powerful forces backing it. The Jiangdu City branch is merely the tip of the iceberg," Wang Zhou explained, and then added, "But the power of the Immortal-granted imperial authority is supreme. No matter how influential the Serpent Gang is, they wouldn’t dare act recklessly—you can be assured of that."

"Immortal-granted imperial authority." Lin Fan pondered. This suggested that the Immortal Sect in this world was a truly supreme existence. Even the throne was decided by the Immortal Sect—meaning, whoever pleased them the most could become the Emperor. If you sucked up enough, you’d earn their support.

"Remember, don’t delve further into this matter. It won’t benefit you in any way. Your future shouldn’t be confined to this small Jiangdu City. You have the potential to become someone of the Immortal Sect. By then, noble lords and ministers will have to bow to you. And if you become a key disciple, even the rulers of the land will greet you personally with utmost reverence." Wang Zhou spoke with longing.

Who didn’t dream of joining the Immortal Sect? But if you lack the qualifications, such aspirations could remain unfulfilled your entire life.

"Sir, with your strength and achievements, shouldn’t you be able to pass the Immortal Sect’s entrance test?" Lin Fan asked.

Wang Zhou’s face revealed regret, and he shook his head. "No. I tried once before, but the examiner said I lacked a Spirit Root and couldn’t cultivate Immortal Laws. I can only remain an exceptional martial artist in the mortal world. Though all my worldly achievements are grand, from an Immortal Sect’s perspective, I’m still just a mortal. Even if I rose to the top here, I’d merely be a king or minister—how could that compare to roaming freely across the heavens and earth like the Immortal Sect disciples?"

Damn!

Hearing this.

Lin Fan couldn’t hold steady inside.

He was a rootless waste too!

Yu Bin, whom he had just met, had a Spirit Root, as did several Demon Hunting Mansion members—but those people hailed from wealthy, elite families. How could common folk compare?

There was simply no comparison.

The sound of hoofbeats approached.

Wang Zhou lightly patted Lin Fan’s shoulder and said kindly, "If you manage to join the Immortal Sect, then all of Jiangdu City will benefit from your glory."

Lin Fan laughed, "Sir, perhaps I don’t have a Spirit Root either and can only aim to be a martial artist in the mortal world."

"Nonsense. Have some confidence. Spirit Roots are innate. For someone as young as you with such talent and strength, you must have a Spirit Root!" Wang Zhou confidently declared, as though he were certain Lin Fan was gifted.

Lin Fan caught a glimpse of regret in Wang Zhou’s eyes.

It was clear that Wang Zhou longed for the Immortal Sect but couldn’t achieve it. Lacking a Spirit Root relegated him to an ordinary existence.

The two returned to the city acting as though nothing had happened.

The deaths of Yang Zhi and Yu Bin didn’t seem connected to them either.

Back in his room.

Lin Fan immediately reviewed the new loot.

Small Rejuvenation Pill: A priceless elixir refined from dozens of rare ingredients. Upon consumption, it grants five years of cultivation. Can only be used once, offering no additional effects on subsequent use.

Mm-hmm.

This was a great find.

He had always wondered how some people lived only 20 or 30 years but had accumulated 60 or 70 years of cultivation. Where did that cultivation come from?

Now it was clear.

Consuming rare elixirs boosts cultivation.

Without hesitation, he swallowed the pill. As the elixir melted, its energy transformed into cultivation flowing into his body.

"Obtained cultivation: Five years."

In that moment, he recalled a song lyric—"Who in the world dares contend against me in the martial realm?"

Arrogance overload. Absolute arrogance overload.

But he had to stay humble.

It was only 67 years of cultivation—not much worth mentioning in the grand scheme.

Bull Trampling Mountain Power: A first-class cultivation technique that channels raw force throughout the body, unleashing fierce power capable of splitting mountains and cracking stones. The technique scales with one’s cultivation level.

This technique was excellent—a keeper.

Thinking about how Yang Zhi used this technique alongside Joyful Spinning Hammer, Lin Fan couldn’t even begin to comment.

If anything personified wasteful talent—this was it.

As for the last item, Soft Bone Inner Armor, it was better not even to look at it. What a joke—it’d be best used as a footrest in the outhouse for added comfort.

"Ah, accidentally ascended to the Postnatal Realm. I must continue working hard."

PS: The cultivation technique rankings were updated—there was an error; it’s actually first-class.