Accidentally invincible!

Inside the city.

Just as Lin Fan expected.

Bustling and lively.

Even more remarkable, the city had been enlivened by numerous visiting cultivators from distant regions, turning this border-town into a flourishing hub.

Lin Fan had no ulterior motives in coming here.

He simply wanted to investigate whether the city was imbued with mana-driven fortune or truly home to a cultivator blessed with divine fortune.

But alas.

Upon entering, he couldn't discern the specific origin of the fortune.

Stopping by a street vendor.

"Old fellow, who's the most talented person in this city?"

"What are you saying?"

Without elaborating further, Lin Fan thought it pointless to continue a conversation with someone who couldn't even catch the words he just spoke aloud, despite standing so close.

Under the vendor's confused gaze, Lin Fan promptly walked away.

Meanwhile, the vendor muttered under his breath, "So young yet so depleted, voice barely audible—clearly overindulging in pleasure."

At this moment.

The supernatural child tucked in Lin Fan's arms—the Little Sun—started squirming ferociously. Seeing so many members of the Human Clan around ignited its wild nature, its eyes sparking violently, mouth agape as if itching to pounce and bite these humans to death.

It was firmly restrained by Lin Fan.

Lin Fan cast a Blinding Technique on the child.

So even when others glanced over.

They would merely perceive a normal child and remain oblivious to the abnormality. The tail alone was far too distinctive.

And the heavy saturation of demonic qi was undeniable.

Passing by a bookstore with the Little Sun in his arms, Lin Fan stopped, reversed his steps, and peeked inside.

"Sir, can I help you? We carry books of all kinds here. Judging by the young age of the child you're holding, it's the perfect time for early education. Why not buy one or two books for enlightenment?"

"Hmm, I was just about to do that."

What Lin Fan wanted was to buy a few books and drill them repetitively into the child's mind, morning, noon, and night.

Seeing a customer walk in, the shopkeeper cheerfully reached out to pat the Little Sun's head. "What an adorable little girl."

But before his hand touched, Lin Fan interrupted him firmly.

"Don't touch. It's dangerous."

If he dared to touch, he wouldn't be keeping that arm for long—blood would splatter on the spot, accompanied by endless screaming.

The shopkeeper awkwardly retracted his hand, laughing nervously as he continued to introduce the books.

"Sir, this is the enlightenment book Parenting Wisdom. I acquired it from the mortal world at a great cost. The content is absolutely brilliant, penned by a true master. Take a look!"

Lin Fan took the book and was about to skim its pages when the Little Sun in his arms rudely shredded it to pieces, utterly gleeful—as if tearing into a human body.

Manic.

Unruly.

This little girl was definitely hard to handle.

"Sir, this…"

The shopkeeper was stunned.

He had never seen anything quite like this.

The child looked so cute; how could she be so destructive?

Lin Fan sighed.

He paid for the ruined book and asked curiously, "Shopkeeper, who's the most talented person in this city?"

"Sir, that's a tough question. There are two major families here, and their younger generations are all standout talents. It's hard to determine who's better. Besides, I merely sell books—I don't pay much attention to such matters."

Then, lowering his voice and speaking secretively, the shopkeeper said:

"This is a border town; life here is often dull. But luckily, I also carry some exotic books. If you're interested, I can sell my prized collection to you."

Lin Fan shot him a look.

When selling proper books, you act prim and proper.

But when peddling smut, you morph into such a lecherous character.

What a pity—I briefly thought you had the air of a scholar.

However, no visit was fruitless.

The two families.

Evidently, the bearer of the city's fortune must reside among them. As for outsiders? Forget it. Even if someone blessed with immense mana-driven fortune passed through, it wouldn't impact the city's essence.

Only permanent residents can entangle the city in fortune.

At the inn.

Lin Fan booked a room, planning to rest briefly. Carrying on through the Void for so long, his guts felt as though they were about to burst.

He intended to place the Little Sun on the bed.

But the child immediately lunged forth, sunk its teeth into Lin Fan's arm, and wouldn't let go.

"Behave. Biting this long will harm your tooth development."

Disregarding the child's struggles, Lin Fan suppressed her movements entirely with mana.

The Little Sun bared its teeth with a venomous expression toward Lin Fan.

Good thing it lacked power.

Otherwise, this situation would be far worse.

Nineteen years remained in his gamble with the Old Demon.

It seemed far off, but in reality, time flies—it would vanish in the blink of an eye.

"Little Sun, let me tell you some children's stories. A young girl like you should enjoy this sort of thing." Lin Fan smiled warmly, preparing to share a few meaningful tales for children.

Hoping to use the power of literature to transform her.

But deep down, he knew.

This was basically wishful thinking.

There was no way it would work so effortlessly.

Much later.

Lin Fan ultimately abandoned that idea, even feeling inclined to punch himself for wasting time on sentimental storytelling. Isn't it better to just sleep?

Preaching to the wrong audience.

No, not even as effective as preaching to cows. At least cows might respond with a moo—but the Little Sun showed no reaction at all, remaining unrelentingly vicious toward him.

What a waste of such a cute face.

A few days later.

Noise erupted outside the inn—tumultuous and chaotic, with the sound of numerous people running frantically down the street, their footsteps rapid as though fleeing from disaster.

"What's going on?"

Lin Fan opened the window and looked out. A crowd of people was rushing into the distance, while others were fleeing the city altogether. Common folk hid indoors, doors bolted, trembling fearfully.

Knock, knock!

Someone knocked on his door.

"Sir, run quickly! Demons are attacking the city. Save yourself while you can!"

Lin Fan froze momentarily in surprise.

He hadn't expected demons to breach the city walls.

Wait.

Was this necessary?

At the borderlands, demons usually didn't possess high cultivation levels. Why such fear?

"It's the Demon King—there's a Demon King leading the assault. They intend to raze the city to the ground."

On the streets, many cultivators were panicking.

Their cultivation levels were mediocre at best.

How could they possibly stand against a Demon King?

Such mastery was incomprehensible; one sneeze could obliterate them.

"Demon King? That's merely a Void Realm cultivation level."

Suddenly.

Lin Fan realized something unusual—he seemed to be getting arrogant. When had he become so indifferent? Not too long ago, encountering a Void Realm expert would have left him scrambling for escape.

And now? He behaved unconcerned.

Unforgivable.

Truly unforgivable.

Such arrogance stemmed entirely from his growing strength.

Outside the city.

A mass of demons surged through the defensive front, their collective demonic qi heavy and shrouding, heralding catastrophe for the town.

Among them.

No Demon King had surfaced for now; there were no Void Realm-level demons yet.

But several Great Demons had appeared.

"Level all in our wake! The Human Clan cultivators must perish!" a Cow Demon roared, its gargantuan, bell-like eyes radiating violent and savage intent.

The demons behind it boiled into fiery fervor.

Instantly.

Earth-shaking cries reverberated through the skies.

At the same time.

A group of cultivators stood trembling.

"For years we have seen nothing like this. What caused such aggression from the demons? And how is there even a Demon King here?"

A man wielding a long spear stood with a grim expression.

When informed of the situation.

He struggled to suppress his unease.

This battle was nearly certain death—survival was a thin hope. But to retreat? Impossible. No matter the odds, they must fight to the end.

"Brother Chen, if a Void Realm demon emerges, our two families alone won't hold them back. Our elders are prematurely aged, their lifespans nearing their limits, their bodies weakened—they can't stand against them." said another man.

Both were outstanding representatives of the two great families.

Upon hearing news of the demon attack.

They quickly assembled their clans to defend the city.

"What about the visiting cultivators—would any of them be willing to help?"

"Not many. Once they got word, most fled immediately. But there are still some cultivators willing to stay and assist."

BOOM!

At that moment, the ground trembled. Thick demonic qi surged from the distance as the demon army commenced its push.

Inside the city.

In no time.

The townsfolk had already fled, leaving behind piles of clutter and overall chaos.

"This wouldn't happen to be your doing, would it?" Lin Fan glanced at Little Sun.

He suspected the child's existence wasn't as simple as it seemed. Considering that cities imbued with fortune rarely encountered catastrophic trouble, it was rather peculiar that mere moments after their arrival, a sudden demon invasion occurred without warning.

Perhaps his assumption held weight.

The Little Sun might very well be a source of intense demonic qi, irresistibly attracting demons—even at the borderlands—to storm the region, with Demon Kings in tow.

"Sigh!"

"If this city suffers a terrible fate, I'll be entangled in karmic consequences, bearing the weight of responsibility."

"No, I cannot stand idly by."

After a brief moment of contemplation, Lin Fan resolved to assist the city in weathering this calamity. After all, as a cultivator on the Immortal Path, he must act decisively at the sight of injustice—taking up arms and hacking away with vigor.

With Little Sun in his arms, he dashed swiftly toward the outer battlefront.

Ear-splitting cries of battle filled the air.

Two elder cultivators were locked in combat with a demon of Void Realm strength, whose immense mana imbued every strike with unmatched power.

BOOM!

The Void Realm demon roared, sending the two elders flying, and then bore down upon them with crushing intent, aiming to obliterate them.

Two young men from the families, observing their ancestors struggling, exclaimed urgently:

"Ancestors, watch out!"

But they were helpless.

All they could do was watch as the Demon King moved to deliver a final blow, knowing their elders in such a frail state could hardly hold their ground.

The Demon King sneered coldly.

Once these two elders were slain, nothing in this city would be able to block his path.

Yet suddenly.

In the Demon King's mind, an electrical spark of caution flared—a warning signal of imminent danger, forcing him to halt his strike and retreat abruptly.

He roared:

"WHO DARES?"

The crowd noticed the Demon King's sudden hesitation, stunned.

What could make such a terrifying Demon King stop in his tracks? Did someone arrive?

Soon enough.

They saw a figure emerging from the Void.

A young man?

Who was he?

The crowd didn't recognize him.

But to the Demon King, his gaze fixated entirely on the Little Sun cradled in Lin Fan's arms.

Lin Fan gently patted the Little Sun on the head, then lowered his gaze and asked coldly:

"Speak. Where did you come from?"