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

Zhang Fan walked out of the cave, thinking that this disciple would definitely scold him when he woke up, but what he didn't know was that he had saved his life.

Back outside, Zhang Fan found that Xiao Huo's situation was completely different.

At this moment, Xiao Huo was full of vigor, as if he had undergone a rebirth, and his cultivation had reached the Sea Gazing Realm, killing everyone in the valley.

Even when facing inner disciples, he was at ease, effortlessly overwhelming them.

"Xiao Huo, you're awake?"

Zhang Fan went over to greet him, but Xiao Huo's face turned cold and he didn't have a good attitude towards Zhang Fan.

"Senior Zhang, why did you stand by and do nothing when I was in danger? Do you consider me, Xiao Huo, a friend?"

Xiao Huo said coldly, if it weren't for him suddenly gaining an incredible opportunity, he would probably have died by now.

Thinking of this, he definitely wouldn't give Zhang Fan a good face.

Zhang Fan smiled faintly and didn't mind, instead he said, "Xiao Huo, do you remember what I said to you when I left the sect? Do you think it has come true?"

"What?"

Xiao Huo was stunned for a moment, his expression blank.

Then he remembered what Zhang Fan had said to him when he left the sect, and they even made a bet.

He also remembered the strange words Zhang Fan said before entering the valley, something about his important life event, and how he would regret it if he didn't go in.

At that time, he was completely confused, but now it seemed like he understood something.

"How did you know that I would gain an opportunity and rise in the valley?"

Xiao Huo's tone softened, his face full of doubt and incomprehension.

Could it be that Zhang Fan had clairvoyant abilities? If it was just a guess, it wouldn't make sense.

Zhang Fan smiled mysteriously and didn't explain further.

"Let's go, we can leave here now."

Zhang Fan walked ahead, and Xiao Huo followed with his sword, almost no one could stop them.

These people didn't know that the opportunity they were fighting for between the two sects had already been taken by Zhang Fan.

"You killed so many disciples of my sect and you still want to leave!"

Suddenly, an old man with white beard attacked, like a ghost, his palm wind was fierce.

He watched as Zhang Fan and Xiao Huo killed many of his disciples along the way, including his most beloved disciple.

Now they actually wanted to leave the valley unscathed, which was absolutely impossible!

Xiao Huo exchanged a blow with him, instantly flying backwards and spitting out blood.

"Supreme Profound Sword Scripture, second move!"

Zhang Fan suddenly used his ultimate skill, the Supreme Profound Sword Scripture.

As the ancient sword was unsheathed, it was enveloped in sword energy, and a powerful Sword Intent soared into the sky, turning into a majestic and mighty sword, suppressing the elder.

Fortunately, the Menghu Sect was not comparable to the Heavenly Dragon Sect. This elder was only in charge of internal affairs and his cultivation was not profound. Faced with this sword, he showed a horrified expression.

Under one sword, he was injured and fled in panic.

"I have reached the Sea Gazing Realm, but compared to Senior Zhang, it's still like heaven and earth!"

Xiao Huo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and his eyes revealed envy.

Even with such a great opportunity, he was still so weak. But Zhang Fan had step by step reached this realm, which made him sigh at Zhang Fan's extraordinary talent.

"With Elder Yao's help in the future, I will surpass Senior Zhang one day."

Xiao Huo thought to himself.

Afterward, they quickly took a healing pill and broke out of the valley with Zhang Fan.

"The first hurdle of the script of life has been passed, with some surprises but no dangers."

Remembering the initial plot of his life, Zhang Fan was supposed to die in the chaos of the valley.

Even though the script of his life had changed later on, Zhang Fan couldn't help but feel a bit worried.

Now that the ending had completely changed, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Zhang, where are you going next?"

Leaving the valley that was on their way, if their paths diverged, they would have to part ways.

"I've already said, I'm going to the Holy Land," Zhang Fan said.

"Which Holy Land?"

"Can there be a second Holy Land in the Southern Domain? It's the Heavenly Evolution Holy Land!" Zhang Fan said.

"What about you, Junior Xiao? Do you also want to go?" Zhang Fan laughed.

"I didn't plan to go before. After all, I'm just a useless person. Even if I went, my cultivation is shallow and my talent is not good. How could the Holy Land accept me?" Xiao Huo said.

"What about now?" Zhang Fan asked.

"Now..."

Xiao Huo smiled, "Brother Zhang, you're just asking a question you already know the answer to. Now that I've awakened my potential and figured out why my cultivation progress was slow before, it turns out that old man was absorbing my cultivation all along. Now that Elder Yao has awakened, he no longer needs my spiritual energy. Even if I'm not exceptionally talented, I can still cultivate normally."

"A cultivator's life has very few chances for opportunities. Since I, Xiao Huo, have obtained an opportunity, how could I shrink back and return home? I will definitely make great achievements."

"Besides..."

A look of reminiscence and anger appeared in Xiao Huo's eyes.

"I want those who looked down on me, who betrayed me, to know that I, Xiao Huo, am not a failure!"

Xiao Huo's fighting spirit ignited.

"Alright, let's go to the Holy Land together then."

Zhang Fan nodded, feeling somewhat influenced by Xiao Huo. He truly deserved to be the protagonist. Zhang Fan found his expression quite tragic.

Xiao Huo nodded and bowed to Zhang Fan with a fist, "Thank you, Brother Zhang, for taking care of me along the way."

Zhang Fan waved his hand, indicating that it was too polite, just accompanying each other along the way.

At that moment, Xiao Huo's ring showed some activity.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Xiao Huo stop, Zhang Fan asked, his gaze also falling on his ring.

Xiao Huo hesitated for a moment and said, "Elder Yao is very curious. He clearly hasn't seen you before and doesn't recognize you. How did you know about his existence?"

"Let's talk about that later. It might be fate that brought us together. When fate arrives, we get to know each other," Zhang Fan casually replied.

Seeing that Zhang Fan didn't want to say more, Xiao Huo didn't pursue it and just nodded.

In fact, Elder Yao had warned him to be cautious of Zhang Fan. He couldn't see through Zhang Fan's depth, so it was best to be on guard. Xiao Huo didn't think that Zhang Fan had any ill intentions towards him, but it was always better to be cautious. He took Elder Yao's words to heart.

As the sky darkened and the wind howled, Zhang Fan felt that something was off.

It seemed like he had forgotten something.

As he walked and pondered, suddenly, he remembered something.

But just then, a gust of sword wind came, carrying a chilling sword aura, terrifyingly aimed at Zhang Fan's back.

Zhang Fan's expression changed, and a chill ran down his spine.

He narrowly avoided this dangerous sword strike.

Finally, he remembered what it was.

Sun Yuntian had sent someone to kill him, and they had just arrived. He had almost forgotten!

But he caught a faint fragrance. Could it be that the assassin was a woman?