Accidentally invincible!

The Sect Leader watched Lin Fan's departing figure, knowing he was off to stir up trouble again.

Can't he just be a little more restrained?

He had to admit, Lin Fan was someone completely out of the ordinary, the likes of which he'd never encountered in all his years of cultivation.

Too much of a troublemaker.

After leaving the Taiwu Immortal Sect, Lin Fan stopped by the Demon Path's territory to take a look. The conflict between demons and the Demon Path had temporarily ceased, with both sides shrinking into their corners. The demons, having taken over a large stretch of land, hadn't initiated further clashes.

He arrived in this place.

Pausing for a moment of silence, Lin Fan had some thoughts on the current state of affairs, but he didn't dwell on them too much.

Let them fight.

The fights would always end the same way they had before—without any real change.

Suddenly.

He felt a gaze directed at him from below. Looking down, he saw a demon staring at him.

So weak.

A bright smile spread across Lin Fan's lips, and he left the place shortly afterward.

Jiangdu City.

It had once taken him a long time to reach here, but now it was just a quick journey. The Great Divine Power, Boundless Traveler, was truly remarkable—exceptionally fast, even quicker than the Soaring Innate Divine Ability.

It had been a long time since he came back.

He missed his bald little brothers.

But with the prestige he had left behind in the Imperial City, they must be living comfortably in Jiangdu City, with no one daring to cause them any trouble.

Descending from the sky, Lin Fan landed on solid ground and slowly walked toward the city.

Nothing had changed from before.

Civilians came and went, carrying their goods in preparation to sell them at a good price in the city.

However, Lin Fan's exceptional temperament, honed through cultivation, drew the attention of the people around him.

"Huh! Don't you think this gentleman looks familiar?"

"You always think people are familiar. It's like you know everyone in the world."

"I'm just saying he looks familiar; I didn't mean anything else."

Some townsfolk stared at Lin Fan, feeling they had seen him somewhere before.

But they couldn't quite place it at the moment.

Lin Fan had left Jiangdu City for a long time and had grown his hair out, which made him look somewhat recognizable to the townsfolk but aroused no further speculation.

Returning to a familiar place stirred many emotions in him.

Back when he first came here, he had been troubled by a Wild Boar Demon. But now, he had grown to such a level; the speed of his progress was simply astonishing.

Very quick.

He soon stopped in front of a mansion.

Looking up.

'Wang Mansion.'

"Looks good. Seems they're living well," Lin Fan said with a smile. Back during the Imperial Dynasty, the Emperor had already mentioned that Jiangdu City would be under Wang Zhou's administration, with skilled experts stationed here to guard against potential demon attacks.

Through his Divine Sense.

He indeed sensed several powerful Martial Arts experts guarding the city.

"Sir, you've been here for a while—may I ask if there's something you need?" Two guards at the entrance questioned him.

They observed Lin Fan's extraordinary demeanor, his fine clothing, and special air.

Clearly no ordinary person.

"Please inform Lord Wang Zhou that an old acquaintance has come to visit him," Lin Fan said.

One of the guards replied, "Kindly wait a moment."

Then hurriedly ran into the courtyard to deliver the message.

During this brief moment, Lin Fan expanded his Divine Sense across hundreds of miles, sensing everything around him. If he detected a demon's presence, he would step in and take care of it.

But he sensed no demons in the vicinity.

Just then.

Footsteps sounded in the distance.

"Where is he?"

"My Lord, he's waiting outside the gate."

The voices carried a hurried tone, full of anticipation.

Very quickly.

Wang Zhou appeared, brimming with excitement. When his eyes landed on Lin Fan, standing outside and smiling, he froze in his tracks.

Lin Fan clasped his hands with a smile and said, "Lord Wang, it's been over a year—don't tell me you've forgotten me already?"

Wang Zhou rushed forward, beaming, "You rascal, you're finally back."

He hadn't expected Lin Fan to return at this moment. After all, he had joined the world of cultivation; once someone entered that path of immortality, time ceased to hold much importance. He had thought he might never see Lin Fan again in this lifetime.

But it turned out things were different from what he had imagined.

The guards at the gate were astonished.

Who could this person be?

To excite Lord Wang Zhou like this?

They had never seen Lin Fan before, so naturally, they had no idea who he was.

"Come in, come in—we'll talk inside," Wang Zhou said, practically bubbling with emotion.

Lin Fan laughed as he followed Wang Zhou into the mansion. This time, his return to the mortal world was for something related to Martial Arts. Regarding cultivation, he had no intention of keeping anything hidden.

Inside the hall.

"How's life in the Immortal Realm? Have you been mistreated? Although, knowing you, there's no way you'd suffer any losses—if anyone's losing out, it's definitely the other party," Wang Zhou said. He had too many things he wanted to say to Lin Fan, feeling like three days and three nights wouldn't be enough.

Lin Fan replied, "Lord Wang, given my situation, how could anyone mistreat me? How are things in Jiangdu City? No trouble from the Imperial City, I assume?"

This question was practically rhetorical.

How could there be any trouble?

As long as the Imperial Dynasty had any common sense, they'd know what they could and couldn't do—it was really that simple.

Wang Zhou answered, "Things are great. Thanks to you, the Imperial Dynasty hardly interferes with the city's affairs. They've even sent several powerful Martial Arts experts to protect Jiangdu City."

It's like the saying: When one person achieves immortality, their entire family benefits.

Although the metaphor might not be perfect, for Wang Zhou, that's exactly what it felt like.

"That's good. As long as you're all doing well, I can be at ease," Lin Fan said.

In the mortal world, the only things that he held dear were the people—the Lord and those dozen or so brothers.

At that moment.

A loud shout came from outside. Nobody had arrived yet, but the voice was so loud and full of excitement.

"Boss!"

"Boss..."

It was like the scene of a left-behind child suddenly hearing that their parents had returned—the sheer thrill of it prompting them to shout out before they even saw anyone, hoping to be heard.

"They sure came quickly." Lin Fan chuckled.

Wang Baoliu and the others rushed in from outside; those shining bald heads gleamed brightly. They'd kept them after all this time—seems the bald-head gang was here to stay.

"Boss..."

Seeing Lin Fan, the group froze in place, stunned. To them, it felt like a dream.

The last time they saw their boss, it seemed like it would be the final farewell.

But they hadn't expected that they'd get another chance now.

For Wang Baoliu, this was a stroke of great fortune.

"You kid still haven't grown up, huh?" Lin Fan said.

Looking at those familiar faces lifted his mood considerably. It felt like stepping into a carefree and peaceful home.

Wang Baoliu scratched his head, feeling dejected after being scolded by the boss.

Lin Fan asked, "How have you all been? Any trouble?"

His bald little brothers all replied in unison, "Boss, we've been doing great! No trouble at all."

For them, their lives had completely transformed.

Once ordinary constables.

Now they had experienced changes they hadn't even dared to dream of.

Wang Zhou laughed and said, "You probably don't know this, but Baoliu is married. He's the only one from our group who's tied the knot."

"What?" Lin Fan's eyes widened in astonishment as he looked at Wang Baoliu, almost unable to believe it. If it were anyone else, he might have expected it—but Baoliu being the first? That was unexpected.

Wang Baoliu explained, "Boss, it's not that I didn't want you to know—it's just that I couldn't find you. My dad wanted a grandson, and my wife said she really liked me, so I… I agreed."

Lin Fan gave him a thumbs-up, "Impressive."

As the boss, he was still single, yet his underling had already achieved such a significant life milestone—a slightly ironic situation, to say the least.

They chatted casually for a while, touching on various topics.

"The main reason I've returned this time is for something that concerns all of you," Lin Fan said, his expression turning serious. This was a big matter—one that could change the destinies of many people and strengthen the Human Clan.

He had always wanted to walk the path of Martial Arts.

But because he hadn't found direction in the Martial Arts path, he had turned to cultivation. Now that the Dharma Gate had been discovered, there was no longer an obstacle.

Wang Zhou, sensing Lin Fan's seriousness, asked gravely, "Has something happened?"

"It concerns cultivation. I've discovered the path for Martial Arts cultivation beyond the Innate Realm. From now on, all of you can continue cultivating—even reaching Martial Arts to God won't be an issue," Lin Fan said.

He felt the weight of an immense responsibility.

Only through brilliance could there be a vast and boundless future.

Merely focusing on cultivation wasn't enough—it was too dull. Martial Arts, as an independent cultivation system, held the potential for flourishing and great excitement.

"What?"

Wang Zhou's eyes widened.

His greatest regret had always been not having a Spirit Root.

His cultivation was forever stuck at the Innate Realm, with no possibility of further progress. Even though Innate practitioners had longer lifespans compared to mortals, it was only marginal.

Looking at the group, Lin Fan saw that they had all reached the Innate Realm.

A year and a half had brought significant changes.

Thanks to Lin Fan, they had received the Imperial Dynasty's attention, ensuring they were supplied with plenty of elixirs to enhance their Inner Strength. Hence, achieving the Innate Realm wasn't a problem for them.

"The path to immortality is right here, and I've returned to promote Martial Arts cultivation among mortals," Lin Fan said.

"Everyone will have the choice to pursue immortality."

"What do you think?"

Lin Fan harbored a fiery determination.

His vision for this was so heated, he could barely wait to put it into action.

"Boss, that's awesome! In the future, even those without Spirit Roots can cultivate! Boss, you're amazing!" Wang Baoliu exclaimed enthusiastically.

The other bald-headed brothers felt the same.

To them, their respect for Lin Fan was unparalleled.

At first, Wang Zhou shared their enthusiasm, but soon, he realized there might be some issues coming.

"Lord Wang, do you sense any problems?" Lin Fan asked.

Wang Zhou replied solemnly, "Yes. At first glance, this is indeed great—it gives mortals an opportunity. But one thing cannot be ignored: the Immortal Sect wouldn't allow this to happen."

"The Immortal Sect recruits disciples from the mortal world."

"If Martial Arts opens up, it'll undoubtedly trigger a storm, and when the sects fail to recruit disciples, they'll certainly oppose Martial Arts."

Lin Fan nodded, "That's true. Such outcomes are bound to happen. But I've already made up my mind: once I decide to do it, external pressures don't matter."

"I plan to establish a Martial Arts Stele."

"To provide all mortals without Spirit Roots a chance to continue cultivation."

"Even if trouble arises, I can bear it."

Lin Fan's thoughts were clear.

What's the point of cultivating immortality if you're not stirring things up?