Invincible starts with predatory terms

Yang Fan and his disciples continued to cultivate in the valley. Night enveloped the earth, starlight scattered among the leaves, and a gentle breeze caressed, bringing a sense of tranquility.

Yang Fan was sitting sideways on a rock, meditating with his eyes closed.

He sensed a familiar and powerful fluctuation, and a slight ripple arose in his heart.

The next morning, sunlight filtered through the leaves and fell on Yang Fan's face, awakening his consciousness.

He opened his eyes, revealing a slightly excited expression, and turned to beckon Li Ling'er and Li Changsheng.

The two disciples immediately got up and walked to his side.

"Master, have you discovered something?"

Li Changsheng asked curiously.

Yang Fan nodded and smiled, "The Mandate Plunder System seems to have brought me a new opportunity again. I can feel a power that I have not yet fully mastered approaching."

Li Ling'er's eyes lit up with a desire for knowledge: "Then what should we do?"

"Continue to cultivate and improve ourselves."

Yang Fan said firmly, "This power may require us to prepare ourselves before we can truly master it."

The disciples nodded in agreement, then sat back in their original positions, closed their eyes, and immersed their minds in the world of cultivation.

Several days later, at dusk, while they were cultivating in the valley, Yang Fan suddenly felt a strange and powerful aura gradually approaching.

To protect his disciples, he immediately became alert and prepared himself wholeheartedly for battle.

Soon, a figure emerged from the forest, walking steadily.

The person was dressed in simple, elegant clothes and wore a peaceful smile.

Out of caution, Yang Fan stepped forward, blocking the way and observing attentively.

"Friend, what brings you here?"

Yang Fan asked in a deep voice.

The mysterious man smiled slightly, his eyes calm, and replied softly, "Yang Fan, is it? I'm here to thank you for your help. This is a gift you deserve."

With that, he handed a package to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan took the package and felt the powerful energy contained within, like some kind of peerless magical artifact.

His heart was filled with doubt, and he asked again, "But I don't know who I've helped. Please tell me your identity."

The mysterious man smiled indifferently, as if the wind was light and the clouds were pale: "Titles are but illusions; when fate arrives, we gather."

Yang Fan gazed at the package in his hand, marveling at the magic of fate.

"We need to study it carefully. Perhaps we can gain more power from it."

As night deepened, Yang Fan and his disciples sat around the campfire, opening the package and carefully studying the sudden magical artifact.

Although it was late at night, the voices of the three discussing echoed in the valley, with new sparks constantly igniting.

In the end, Yang Fan decided to take his disciples away from this valley and go to a place with more challenges and opportunities.

He knew that only by constantly improving their strength could they stand invincible in future battles.

A new journey had quietly begun, and what awaited them was a wider world.

The morning sun shone on the rocks of the valley, and the morning mist began to slowly dissipate.

The figures of Yang Fan and his disciples stretched long in the morning light.

They had packed up and were ready to leave this valley that inspired awe in them.

"Master, are we really going to the legendary mystic realm?"

Li Ling'er was slightly excited, her clear eyes twinkling like morning stars.

She had always been full of curiosity and anticipation for unknown adventures.

"Yes, Ling'er."

Yang Fan nodded, his tone firm and full of anticipation, "This journey will be a test, but also an opportunity."

Li Changsheng silently packed his luggage. His expression was as calm as ever, but there was an unspeakable determination on his face.

"Master, we will definitely make greater progress in that mystic realm."

Yang Fan patted Li Changsheng on the shoulder and smiled with satisfaction.

A hint of joy flashed in his eyes. These two disciples were undoubtedly his greatest pride and the foundation for him to stand in this turbulent world.

As their footsteps gradually moved away from the valley, the scenery behind them became increasingly blurred.

Yang Fan's thoughts could not help but return to the mysterious magical artifact they had discussed last night.

He still remembered the immense energy faintly transmitted from the magical artifact, as if it was telling them something.

"Changsheng, Ling'er, remember our goal is not just to become stronger—but more to face challenges and surpass ourselves."

Yang Fan stopped and looked at the two disciples seriously, "No matter what difficulties you encounter, Master will walk with you."

Li Changsheng and Li Ling'er looked at each other, their hearts filled with the deep affection and firm belief between master and disciples.

They replied in unison: "We understand, Master."

The three walked briskly, along the undulating mountain road, their hearts full of infinite longing for the future.

At the end of the mountain road, they looked back at the valley that was already deep in the morning mist, and then stepped into the forest ahead together.

The direction of the mystic realm was unknown, but also the future.

Yang Fan gently stroked the magical artifact in his hand, secretly firming his resolve. The new journey had just begun.

Although the road ahead was full of unknowns, they were ready to face all challenges.

The moment Yang Fan, Li Changsheng, and Li Ling'er stepped into the mystic realm, they felt an atmosphere completely different from the outside world.

The air seemed to be filled with flowing spiritual energy, gentle yet full of power.

In the mystic realm, ancient trees towered into the sky, vines entwined, and occasionally spirit beasts lurked in the grass.

"This place is more complex than we imagined."

Yang Fan looked around and said, a hint of amazement in his heart.

"Master, there seems to be a path ahead."

Li Changsheng was the first to discover a path deep in the dense forest, his eyes slightly narrowed, "Perhaps our challenge lies there."

Li Ling'er smiled and said lightly, "Why don't we go explore?"

The three moved forward along the path, and the deeper they went, the darker the surrounding light became.

Suddenly, a three-headed snake demon blocked their way, its body exuding a strong demonic aura.

Li Ling'er's eyes lit up, and she drew her long sword, "Senior brother, let me go first this time!"

With that, her figure flashed, and she approached the snake demon as fast as lightning.

Although Ling'er's swordsmanship was not as skilled as Changsheng's, her light and agile sword techniques made it difficult for the snake demon to grasp.

Li Changsheng kept an eye on the surrounding environment, preventing other demons from attacking.