C12 Here Comes the Bald Head Again

Ever since Lin Fann learned from his teacher, he had traveled through mountains and rivers alone. Earth's spirit energy was very scarce and chaotic, not conducive to a fighter's absorption.

However, three years ago, he found a manual in an ancient ruins, which allowed him to absorb all the spiritual energy on Earth into his body for cultivation purposes. Of course, there were advantages and disadvantages to this method of cultivation. If one wanted to raise their cultivation level, the amount of spiritual energy required for other cultivators would increase by ten or even a hundred times.

"Seems like coming back to Hai Yun isn't entirely a bad thing. This young bamboo is enough to stabilize my injuries."

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Lin Fann took a deep breath to calm his heart. He circulated the true energy within his body, circulating it within his meridians for twelve days.

The spiritual energy emitted by the young bamboo slowly formed a small whirlpool and drilled into Lin Fann's pores.

With the replenishment of the spiritual energy, Lin Fann immediately felt that his previously damaged meridians were rapidly recovering.

His dried up Dantian seemed to have started to regain its vitality.

An hour later, Lin Fann opened his eyes and looked at the bamboo that was running out of spiritual energy: "Let's leave it for tonight."

It was not easy to find such a precious plant, and he did not want to use it up in one go. There was still a long way to go.

Having inherited the legacy from his master, Lin Fann's strength had already reached the level of Dissolving Strength of countless warriors. He was still one step away from reaching the legendary Tomb Strength.

Unfortunately, he suffered a heavy injury while exploring the ruins and his Bright Strength dropped to its current state. However, the technique he had obtained from the ruins, the Dragon's Vein Method , had opened a window for him.

It was completely different from the cultivation technique that Lin Fann had come in contact with. It could be said that it had overturned Lin Fann's concept of a martial artist. After practicing this cultivation technique, Lin Fann saw a completely different world. Perhaps, this was the real martial arts.

Lin Fann woke up early before dawn the next day. He sat cross-legged on the ground, facing the rising sun. When the sun rose, purple energy rose from the east, it could be said to be the time when the spiritual energy was the most abundant.

Lin Fann finally breathed out a mouthful of impure air after circulating the true energy within his body for 36 cycles. After a night of rest and meditation, he could clearly feel that his injuries had recovered quite a bit.

"Xiaofann, Xiaofann."

Wang Jijun, who was running over, gasped for breath.

"Uncle Wang, what happened?" Lin Fann asked with a frown.

"Oh no, that bald guy came again. He even brought some people this time."

Wang Jijun quickly pulled Lin Fann's hand and ran towards the back door, "Leave quickly from the back door before they find out."

"Uncle Wang, I hit him. What will you do if I leave?"

He pulled Wang Jijun back and said, "Leave this matter to me. Believe me, Uncle Wang."

"Ai, alright then."

Looking at Lin Fann's stubborn attitude, Wang Jijun sighed and said, "If worst comes to worst, we'll just fight them to the death in the neighborhood."

"Uncle Wang, stop the neighbors later and don't attack. Just let me handle it."

Knowing what Wang Jijun was referring to, Lin Fann picked up a hoe from the corner of the wall. "Of course, if they make a move, then you don't need to hesitate, and use the hoe to smash the head on them."

"Xiaofann, you're right, kill those bastards."

Holding the hoe tightly in his hand, Wang Jijun spat towards the ground.

"Uncle Wang, don't do it unless you have no other choice."

Afraid that Wang Jijun would kill by mistake, Lin Fann quickly said, "I can handle these hooligans by myself."