Bizarre Cultivation: Starting from Being Beaten Up by Reality

Chapter 15 The Big Red Robe

Lin Fan desperately wished that the two of them could stay in this state until dawn.

His speculation was not unfounded; the hoe was in his house in the evening, while the attack did not begin until late at night, so it was clearly something that could not be used to harm people during the day.

But how could the other party let him have his way so easily?

It moved.

Slender, bloodless fingers slowly pulled at the hem of the red dress.

As the hand slowly lifted upwards, inch by inch, her fair and delicate skin was revealed.

The skirt slowly slipped down her legs, from her calves and knees to her round, full thighs, like jade lotus roots.

Lin Fan nervously swallowed. What the other party was doing now must have a purpose, even though the scene was harmonious—no, very disharmonious.

But this must be some kind of attack by her.

With a thud, the woman's lower abdomen suddenly caved in, and a round ball rolled off her abdomen. The ball was covered with short black spikes, and the areas without the spikes were dark red pits. Patches of black and red, it looked utterly gruesome.

Lin Fan still moved. Afraid of being hit by the ball, he instinctively dodged and rolled backward. When he saw that he almost crashed into the hoe, he broke out in a cold sweat.

At this moment, Lin Fan could also see what the sphere was, because it rolled around on the ground and turned to face Lin Fan.

It was a woman's face, but she wasn't very good-looking. Her eyes were set far apart, her lips were thick, and she looked a bit like a catfish.

This face is covered with various shapes of cuts, like a child's scribbles, with half of these cuts scabbed over and the other half still oozing blood.

It turns out that the black thorns on the back of her head that I saw earlier were her short hair, and the scalp that had become pitted and uneven due to the hair being pulled out.

Lin Fan suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and when he looked up and saw the headless body in front of him, his fear reached its peak.

In an instant, Lin Fan felt so terrified that his soul seemed to be sucked away by the terrifying presence before him.

At this moment, the beads in his hand emitted a strong, eerie green light, and Lin Fan's soul returned to his body. He was soaked in sweat.

As the light faded, so did his fear.

That was close! I was almost scared to death just now. Lin Fan was quite certain that if it weren't for the Soul-Suppressing Pearl, he would have been scared to death by now.

This is the woman's second attack method.

Although it seemed that the other party could not touch her, every move she made was deadly enough.

The principle behind the Soul-Suppressing Bead doesn't seem to be to eliminate one's emotions, but rather to eliminate them the moment they arise.

Under normal circumstances, there is no difference between the two methods. However, when extremely strong emotions arise, it still takes a little time for the Soul-Suppressing Pearl to take effect. In this way, Lin Fan can feel a clear difference.

Lin Fan felt extremely tired. He was already physically weak, and he hadn't slept all night and had been scared half to death.

Of course he wouldn't be stupid enough to run outside now. It's pitch black outside, and with a woman's abilities, running around blindly could easily lead to an accident.

Lin Fan decided to just lie there and not move. Anyway, with the Soul-Suppressing Pearl, the other party shouldn't be able to do anything to him.

Lin Fan even considered blowing out the oil lamp, just to avoid seeing it and getting annoyed.

Whoosh, a gust of cold wind blew past Lin Fan, making his wet and naked body shiver.

The room suddenly went dark.

Sis, are you serious? I didn't mean to tell you to brag!

Lin Fan immediately regretted it. The pitch blackness immediately stirred up his deepest fear. The primal fear of darkness that humanity had experienced tens of millions of years ago became a weapon in the hands of his opponent.

Fortunately, the Soul-Suppressing Pearl once again dispelled Lin Fan's fear.

Before Lin Fan's eyes could adjust to the darkness, he felt something even colder touch his already chilly thighs.

Slippery, cold, and soft.

Lin Fan immediately guessed what it was. He had always thought that the other party was intangible and could not be touched, but he was obviously wrong.

Even with Lin Fan's pupils at their maximum, he still couldn't see anything; his eyes hadn't yet adjusted to the darkness.

Fortunately, he was still wearing his last piece of clothing, which gave him a slight sense of security.

Lin Fan felt a strange sensation on his body; it was still cold, but even more slippery than before.

He finally saw clearly that the catfish-faced man with incomplete hair was now lying on top of him, his long, grayish-white and pinkish-white tongue scratching back and forth on his body.

Lin Fan got goosebumps all over his body. He could only comfort himself that even if the other party could touch him, there was nothing they could do.

There must be some kind of restriction on the other party's actions, otherwise she would have killed herself long ago and there would be no need to go through all this trouble.

The trachea and blood vessels under the human head slowly wriggled on Lin Fan's body like tentacles until they crawled to Lin Fan's neck and stretched their long tongues down his neck to Lin Fan's cheeks and ears.

Her soft body moved as well; she was clearly groping her way forward because she had no head.

Her soft legs rubbed against Lin Fan's legs as she moved forward, her pale yet full upper body twisting and slowly approaching.

This can't go on; Lin Fan didn't want to fall completely into the other party's rhythm.

Lin Fan made a snap decision, sat up abruptly, and thrust his hand, which was gripping the Soul-Suppressing Pearl, forward.

Since the Soul-Suppressing Bead is named for suppressing the soul, it may have the function of warding off evil spirits.

The expected sensation did not appear in Lin Fan's hand, nor did anything else happen. Lin Fan's hand went straight through his chest and touched nothing.

Lin Fan opened his palm, revealing the bead inside, and swirled it around his chest a few times, but nothing happened.

His movement, however, caused the woman to stop what she was doing.

In other words, ladies, it's really horrible. Today I ran into a typical big-breasted guy, and although I was scared for ages, he actually reached out and touched my chest. No, wait, he punched right through it and then moved it around inside.

Lin Fan, of course, had no idea what the woman was thinking; all of the above was made up by him to reduce his nervousness.

Just as Lin Fan withdrew his arm, the courtyard gate was violently kicked open.

"Who is it? I can't believe I'm busy." Lin Fan muttered subconsciously.

"Brother Fan! Are you alright?" Sanpang ran in, panting, carrying a peach wood sword in one hand and a lantern in the other.

"Brother Fan, it's so cold outside, are you practicing qigong with your shirt off?" Sanpang asked curiously, looking at Lin Fan sitting naked on the ground.

Using the light from Sanpang's hand, Lin Fan quickly put on his clothes.

"What are you doing here in the middle of the night?" Lin Fan ignored the headless woman whose body was intertwined with his, his expression calm, his knuckles holding the Soul-Suppressing Pearl turning slightly white.

"Hey, I was just worried about you, Fan-ge. I couldn't sleep after I got back, tossing and turning all night."

“Look, I’ve even brought the sword from home that’s used to ward off evil spirits and disasters.”

"When I was ten years old, I fell seriously ill. The Taoist priest said..."

"Stop with the nonsense, just give me a sword strike." Lin Fan's eyes lit up; this thing might be useful.

Sanpang hesitated for a moment before raising his sword slightly. "Brother Fan, this isn't a good idea. Have you really gotten yourself into trouble with something bad again?"

Although Sanpang said that, he secretly exerted force in his arm and, taking advantage of Lin Fan's relaxed attention, fiercely raised the wooden sword and smashed it down on Lin Fan's head.