Zhou Xingdou narrowed his eyes. There was no news from the Lin residence, which meant that Lin Fan's father had not yet fully returned.
It's easy to guess that the first thing Lin Fan's father would do upon returning home was to go back.
It's just unknown what level this person has reached. After all, once something is related to destiny, the situation becomes extremely complicated and cannot be understood by ordinary people.
This is Zhou Xingdou looking at Princess Iron Fan beside him. He has been so busy appreciating her beauty these past few hours that he forgot to ask if the innate spiritual treasure, the Banana Leaf Fan, had also come to the Primordial Realm with Princess Iron Fan.
Thinking of this, Zhou Xingdou asked somewhat anxiously:
"Shan'er, do you still have your banana leaf fan?"
In fact, if we set aside Stephen Chow's lecherous nature and his certain past-life feelings for Princess Iron Fan, Princess Iron Fan herself is no match for the Banana Leaf Fan; she's just a magical artifact.
Princess Iron Fan was slightly taken aback, then opened her mouth and stuck out her moist, tender tongue. A flash of light from the Lotus Sutra appeared on her tongue, and a tiny emerald green banana leaf fan suddenly appeared on the tip of her tongue.
Seeing the Banana Leaf Fan, Zhou Xingdou felt relieved. With such a primordial spiritual treasure, even if Lin Fan's father was a supreme being, he would still perish with a single blow from the fan.
But Princess Iron Fan did not take out the banana leaf fan; instead, she curled her tongue and put the fan back in, then said:
"This banana leaf fan is my lifeblood, so naturally I can't be without it."
However, the power of this magical artifact is sealed, and its current strength is only one-tenth of what it once was. Only as my cultivation level increases can the seal be gradually broken.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Xingdou's face darkened. Sure enough, the damned system wouldn't let him off so easily.
"How much power does it have left?"
Princess Iron Fan immediately introduced:
"There's a slim chance of survival. Based on the cultivation levels in this realm, it's enough to kill a Great Sage and send a Supreme Being flying, but going beyond that would be quite difficult."
"It's enough."
Zhou Xingdou rubbed his chin. This power was not bad. At least it was difficult for anyone below the Supreme level to pose a threat to him.
Even when facing a supreme being, unless in a desperate situation, someone else will take action.
He didn't believe Lin Fan's father could reach the Supreme Realm. If cheating was this advanced, then nobody would even bother playing.
However, upon closer reflection, Lin Fan's father's return might not be a bad thing. Zhou Xingdou didn't believe that killing Lin Fan's biological father wouldn't diminish Lin Fan's destiny.
If he plays his hand properly, this wave of attacks will be like Lin Fan's own father handing over his head, congratulations to his son on his early ascension to paradise.
After all, they could deprive Lin Fan of more of his luck, but by clearing Lin Fan's fate during the three-year agreement, they would have a better chance of killing him.
At this moment, Zhou Xingdou no longer hesitated. Regardless of anything else, he decided to go to the Lin residence and pick up Yun Jinzhi first.
After all, she couldn't let Lin know that he was planning to set up a trap at the Lin residence to kill her ex-husband, otherwise it would indeed cause some trouble.
Although he and Yun Jinzhi had no further contact beyond getting to know each other well, it must be said that this woman did indeed stir his heart for a moment, and she was his first woman.
He would only choose to kill Yun Jinzhi if it were truly the last moment, when he was just one step away from being able to clear Lin Fan's fate.
Otherwise, Stephen Chow really couldn't bear to part with it, nor could he do it.
After all, while he admitted he wasn't a good person, he wasn't heartless either. He couldn't cultivate a state of detachment from emotions, so he could only follow the path of extreme desire...
Soon after, Zhou Xingdou and Princess Iron Fan appeared in Lingyin City, but Zhou Xingdou concealed his aura and blurred his figure so that no one would notice him.
Princess Iron Fan, like Fahai before her, hid in the void.
After all, Stephen Chow is too conspicuous now. If he is recognized, he will inevitably be surrounded and worshipped, which would cause too much trouble.
Zhou Xingdou wasn't in a hurry. He used his divine soul power to search around the city but didn't sense any Saint-level aura in Lingyin City.
There were very few auras exceeding the Profound Realm, except for one True Person Realm aura emanating from Yun Jinzhi.
To Zhou Xingdou's surprise, news of the Great Yan Dynasty's demise was also circulating throughout Lingyin City. It had to be said that the news spread incredibly fast.
These rumors have passed through countless hands and been exaggerated to the point that Zhou Xingdou single-handedly stormed into the Great Yan Imperial City and killed the Great Yan Emperor.
It was such an exaggeration that even Stephen Chow was too embarrassed to pry any further and quickly slipped into the Lin residence.
Apart from Yun Jinzhi, all the other servants in the Lin residence had already been imprinted with the Myriad Transformation Slave Mark. Every day, the movements of Yun Jinzhi or the affairs of the Lin residence would be transmitted to Zhou Xingdou by Steward Jin through the sound transmission stone.
However, Zhou Xingdou only checked the Lin residence occasionally, and it was mostly about trivial matters. Apart from Qiu Yu joining the Xuan Tian Dao Sect, the Lin residence was basically unchanged from the last time Zhou Xingdou visited.
Zhou Xingdou treated this place as his own home, swaggering directly into Yun Jinzhi's boudoir and pushing the door open.
At this moment, Yun Jinzhi was in front of her dressing table, combing her long hair with a wooden comb, still wearing a thin, revealing nightgown.
That voluptuous body exudes the most alluring charm at this moment, making one's heart flutter.
Yun Jinzhi also noticed the door being pushed open. Her expression immediately changed, her eyebrows furrowed, and her beautiful eyes flashed with anger as she turned to look at the door.
But upon seeing that the person standing at the door was Stephen Chow, the rage in his eyes melted into a pool of spring water:
"Zhou Lang~"
That one "Zhou Lang" was melodious and moving, like a soft, seductive melody, making Stephen Chow's index finger itch.
Yun Jinzhi was so excited that she couldn't control herself. Ignoring her bathrobe and bare feet, she got up and pounced into Zhou Xingdou's arms like a hungry tiger.
Zhou Xingdou also felt the warmth of the soft jade in his arms, and hugged Yun Jinzhi tightly, chuckling softly twice:
"Has Aunt Yun missed me?"
Yun Jinzhi exhaled a fragrant breath, stroked Zhou Xingdou's sharply defined face, and said dreamily:
"Of course I miss you, I think of you day and night."
As they spoke, the two embraced and kissed. Yun Jinzhi hadn't seen Zhou Xingdou for many days and wished she could devour him whole. For a moment, the room was filled with a passionate scene that was impossible to look at directly.
At that moment, the door slammed shut without any wind, completely isolating the interior from the outside world.
Meanwhile, in the endless, desolate desert, two cultivators, one strong and one tall, opened their eyes.
Now that they have shed their filth and disheveled appearance, the man called Old Lin has revealed his face, which bears a striking resemblance to Lin Fan.
If you look closely at Old Liu, you can see that his features are five or six parts similar to Liu Yanran's, except that his face is more rugged.
At this moment, Old Lin stopped practicing his internal energy, turned to look at Old Liu, and asked:
"Old Liu, I have recovered three levels of my cultivation, enough for us to escape this endless wilderness. What about you?"
Old Liu's breathing was still somewhat weak, and he sighed, saying:
"My injuries are too severe. I only have 10% of my combat strength left, and I also have hidden injuries. I estimate it will take more than a year to recover."
"That's enough. With our cultivation as sages, even if we're not at our peak, we're still invincible to those below the sage level. It's time to go home."
Old Lin stood up, and thinking of his beautiful wife whom he hadn't seen for many years and his lovely son, a slight smile appeared on his face.
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