Fantasy: I, Who Can View The Script Of My Life, Can Be Arbitrary Forever

"How is this possible..."

Sun Zhaoyang, who fell on the stage, looked at his own palm in disbelief.

Immediately, a wave of unbearable pain swept over him.

The people below were also incredulous.

Zhang Fan had been at the outer gate for three years, and many people were aware of it.

Wasn't he a waste who couldn't break through the Sea Gazing Realm for a long time? How could he actually confront Sun Zhaoyang?

Could it be that the news that Zhang Fan broke through the Sea Gazing Realm recently is true?

No, that's not right.

Even if it's true, how could someone who just entered the Sea Gazing Realm deal with an inner disciple?

Sun Zhaoyang is a strong practitioner at the fourth level of the Sea Gazing Realm.

"Such a powerful sword technique, you...!"

Sun Zhaoyang stared at Zhang Fan, and in an instant, he guessed that Zhang Fan had actually learned the sword technique his father gave him!

That is a Profound Grade sword technique. How could Zhang Fan have cultivated it to such a level in such a short time?

He couldn't believe it.

He saw Zhang Fan approaching step by step.

Sun Zhaoyang's face turned fierce, wanting to stand up, but he found that his palm had already been pierced through. How could he fight Zhang Fan again?

"Zhang Fan, you can't kill me..."

Sun Zhaoyang's face turned sinister.

"This is the life and death stage. If I don't spare you, I can kill you!"

Zhang Fan drew his sword and attacked Sun Zhaoyang.

"Stop! My father is..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhang Fan's sword sealed his throat.

Plop!

Blood splattered out, and Sun Zhaoyang's body collapsed completely.

Ignoring the shock of the people below, Zhang Fan calmly took Sun Zhaoyang's storage bag and placed it on himself before leaving.

The whole scene was in an uproar.

Sun Zhaoyang, an inner disciple, actually died at the hands of outer disciple Zhang Fan?!

At this moment, Zhang Fan's reputation soared.

And Zhang Fan had already returned to his residence.

Recalling what had just happened, Zhang Fan looked at his own hands and realized that he had become so powerful.

As the son of an elder in the inner sect, Sun Zhaoyang must have had many hidden resources and a far greater foundation than ordinary disciples.

But under his hands, he was killed with just two moves.

In the past, he wouldn't have dared to imagine such a thing.

"A person can change their destiny with one opportunity in their lifetime."

"I have gained so many opportunities in such a short time. With my strength and talent, defeating Sun Zhaoyang is not surprising."

Zhang Fan became even more determined and looked forward to the future.

"Let's see what good things Sun Zhaoyang has."

Zhang Fan opened Sun Zhaoyang's storage bag.

Floating Cloud Continent has many spatial storage items, and storage bags are one of them, relatively cheap during cultivation.

But they are still not affordable for ordinary outer disciples.

Zhang Fan had been at the sect for three years and hadn't been willing to buy one.

Now that he had Sun Zhaoyang's, there was no need to buy one anymore.

Opening the storage bag, he saw that there were quite a few spirit stones, probably around ten thousand.

Next were some cultivation techniques, martial skills, weapons, and treasures, most of which were of upper-middle grade.

There were no Profound Grade items.

This Profound Grade sword technique should have been given to Sun Zhaoyang by the elder in preparation for the inner sect competition in a month.

Thinking about it now, it seemed like only twenty days had passed.

"I've made a small fortune."

"There are probably many good things that weren't put in the storage bag. Although the loser's belongings belong to the winner, it would be too conspicuous to search someone's house. Let it go."

I wonder how that elder in the inner sect will deal with me.

Zhang Fan thought it would be better to keep a low profile.

It would be troublesome if his life's script were to change.

......

While Zhang Fan was still in the room.

The news of Zhang Fan killing Sun Zhaoyang, an inner disciple, had already spread to the outer sect.

It had also attracted widespread attention within the inner sect.

After all, it was extremely rare for an outer disciple to defeat an inner disciple. It was probably the first case in the history of the Sun Core Sect.

In addition, Sun Zhaoyang was quite famous among the inner disciples at the same level.

It was inconceivable that he would lose to an unknown outer disciple like Zhang Fan.

At this moment, in a residence of an elder in the Zhanlu Peak.

"Bang!"

In the courtyard, a stone table suddenly shattered into dust.

"My son, he's actually dead?"

Sun Tianyun, who received the news, was extremely furious. The True Qi he slightly revealed directly destroyed everything nearby.

Sun Zhaoyang was his only son. When he heard the news, he felt as if the sky had collapsed on him.

In the morning, he had just communicated with his son, saying that his Profound Grade martial art had been taken away by someone else.

He helped find the person who borrowed the martial art, an unknown outer disciple named Zhang Fan.

Who could have imagined that not long after, news would come that his son had died at the hands of Zhang Fan.

And he died on the life and death stage!

"My son, why are you so reckless? It's just a martial art. Why did you go to the life and death stage with someone else?!"

Sun Tianyun's eyes were bloodshot.

Because it was the sect's life and death stage, life and death were determined by fate. After settling their grievances, friends and family could not seek revenge afterwards.

At least not openly!

"My son, rest assured, father will definitely avenge your death, tearing him apart, breaking his bones, and reducing him to ashes!"

Sun Tianyun secretly growled.

The grief of losing a son in old age was indescribable.

But even if Zhang Fan knew, he wouldn't have the slightest sympathy.

He had raised such a cunning and ruthless son, and he was inferior in skill. Who could he blame?

......

Back to Zhang Fan.

After counting his spoils of victory, he came to the sect's mountain gate and waited for people to come and go.

He couldn't stay in the outer sect or the inner sect for the time being.

Now that he had become famous and was recognized by people, he couldn't avoid being pointed at and talked about.

But he also wanted to find opportunities, so the exit of the sect was the most suitable place to wait.

After waiting for an afternoon, he didn't find anyone with great potential. They were all very ordinary.

For example, finding a Yellow Grade martial art or the sect's market selling high-grade pills.

These were opportunities for ordinary disciples.

For Zhang Fan now, they were not attractive anymore.

"There are no good opportunities. If things don't work out, I can only continue to find Liu Ruoxue or Xiao Huo..."

Zhang Fan looked a bit helpless.

Actually, it was normal. How many people could obtain good opportunities?

It would be good if he could encounter one in a day, and it was normal if he couldn't.

Only Liu Ruoxue and Xiao Huo, the two main characters, might have more opportunities.

Xiao Huo had just obtained one this morning, so there probably wouldn't be any more later. Besides, wool comes from sheep, and he probably needed time to recover after today's gain.

Liu Ruoxue had astonishing luck and definitely had opportunities, but she lived in the inner sect, so he might not be able to see her.

Just as Zhang Fan was about to leave and take another look tomorrow.

Suddenly, a figure caught Zhang Fan's attention.

More accurately, it was his life's script that caught Zhang Fan's attention.

[Name: Cai Huan]

[Life's Script: Formerly an outer disciple of the Sun Core Sect. Later, due to realizing his own insufficient cultivation, he voluntarily left the sect and returned to his hometown. On the way, he accidentally fell off a cliff and obtained the inheritance of swordsmanship, comprehending the Ancient Azure Sword Intent. From then on, his path in swordsmanship was smooth, using the sword to prove the Dao, and he was hailed as the number one swordsman in the Southern Region.]

[Three days after leaving the mountain, he encountered bandits on the way and was forced to fall off a cliff, obtaining the inheritance of swordsmanship.]