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Two months later!

Yang Fan had been hunting magical beasts in the Heavenly Marks Mountain Range to obtain a Magic Core.

The monster cores obtained would be directly devoured and levelled up.

In the past two months, the Heart had yet to consume even three percent of it.

He had swallowed more than fifty monster cores and killed more than eighty demon beasts.

On average, they hunted three magical beasts a day.

"Host: Yang Fan

"Physique: 42"

Strength: 41

Soul force 30

Cultivation Level: 9 star Da Dou Shi (7000/29000)

"Inherent skill: Steel Teeth Copper Teeth, Insulated Hand (Not Activated)"

"Skills: Mystery Poison"

Smash on the head

Rushing Thunder Formula

spiritual shock

cryotherapy

Spreading the wings and flying high

"Frozen Soul Domain!"

Ever since his physique and strength broke through to forty, he had been able to withstand the attack of a nine star Da Dou Shi just by relying on his physical body. However, he had directly broken the seven star Da Dou Shi's Dou Qi Armor by relying on his physical strength alone.

The system was only a support to strengthen itself. Even with the system, he could not lose any part of his efforts.

After two lifetimes of humiliation, he understood the value of strength. This was what maintained his dignity.

After two months of cultivation in the depths of the mountains, Yang Fan's face underwent a slight change. His originally young and tender face now had a hint of maturity.

This was probably due to the fact that he hadn't taken care of it in the past few months.

Yang Fan stood at the entrance of the cave, stretching his arms and legs. Today, he would continue hunting magical beasts.

He spread the wings on his back and flew down the cliff, carefully flying above the forest.

Although it was outside, he couldn't be sure if something like last time would happen.

After half an hour of flight, they finally arrived at a pond.

This was a place where magical beasts were bound to come from, so no matter what it was, water was still a necessity.

Yang Fan immediately took off his clothes and jumped into the crystal clear water.

After all, he hadn't taken a bath for two months, and his body was in a lot of pain.2

Yang Fan was quietly soaking in the pond with his eyes closed.

The eyes were cool.

"Awesome!"

"Ninth Uncle, I alone am enough. You can guard here!"

Not too far away, a middle-aged man dressed in plain clothes and a cloaked man with indiscernible appearance were walking over.

The mysterious man in the cloak sounded like a woman.

After she finished her sentence, the cloth-clothed man stopped in his tracks.

Although the man was wearing cloth clothes, the noble aura on his body could not be concealed. This was the kind of aura that only officials and nobles would emit.

The mysterious woman walked towards the pond. Seeing someone, Yang Fan quickly sank into the water.

The woman slowly took off her cloak and clothes, leaving only a small pink robe as a cover.

She slowly walked to the edge of the pond and stuck her slender legs into the pond. Then, she slowly walked in.

The pool of water was not deep, and the woman only revealed her white back.

He washed his blue hair in front of him and looked at his back.

Yang Fan was submerged in the water, looking at the woman's body close by. Although it was covered, after being soaked in water, one could still faintly see the embarrassing part.

Yang Fan had been holding himself back underwater for too long, and seeing this scene, a mouthful of water directly entered his mouth.

"AHH!"

The sudden appearance of the upper half of Yang Fan's body frightened the lady in front of him.

When the man standing in the distance heard the shout, he rushed over.

"Miss, are you alright?"

When the cloth-clothed man saw this scene, he was stunned and did not speak for a long time.

Yang Fan was just able to see that there was nothing in front of the woman, and her eyes were unrestrained.

The woman noticed the direction Yang Fan's eyes were looking, and quickly covered the area in front of her.

"AHH!" "Bastard!"

This shout shocked the cloth-clothed man on the shore. "Brat, you dare to play hooligan with my Young Miss, you're courting death!"

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!"

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