Chapter 865: Bridge Toll

"You should thank the Heavenly Dao, otherwise I would have slaughtered you, you bald donkey!"

Lin Fan muttered to himself as he retracted the Ultimate Sublimation Talisman. If the Tathagata did not leave now, there would be no Tathagata Buddha in the Western Heaven from this day on.

"Brother Lin Fan, are you alright?"

Zhao Linger and the others immediately crowded around, checking on Lin Fan with concern. They had seen Lin Fan vomit blood twice just now and were truly frightened.

"It's nothing, just a slight consumption of my origin!"

Although the Phoenix Tribulation Rebirth Art was miraculous and could quickly heal injuries on the body, it consumed one's own origin. Having used the Phoenix Tribulation Rebirth Art twice, he had indeed consumed quite a bit of origin.

"Ah? Then what should we do? Bad guy, are you really okay? How can you replenish your origin?"

Hearing this, the women became even more worried. The word "origin" sounded very important, and it must have a significant impact on Lin Fan.

"It's fine, isn't there a ready-made tonic right here?"

Lin Fan cast his gaze toward Sun Wukong, who was still lying unconscious to the side.

"Ah, bad guy, are you going to roast the monkey to eat? I'm afraid that would be a bit hard to swallow, wouldn't it?"

Lin Yueru was somewhat surprised to hear this. Such an ugly monkey—would it taste good if roasted?

"Ouch! Why did you hit me?"

"Who said I was going to eat it? I'm just preparing to refine its entire origin!"

As Lin Fan spoke, he walked over to Sun Wukong, grabbed its head, and began to refine it. Soon, he converted all of the monkey's flesh, blood, and cultivation into his own origin. Now, not only was the previously lost origin replenished, but he also had a reserve of origin, so it would be fine to use the Phoenix Tribulation Rebirth Art again in the future.

"I'm fine now, don't worry!"

Lin Fan tossed the monkey's fur aside, then turned his head to speak to the worried women.

"Then let's go. With all these dead people and dead demons here, this isn't a good place."

"Wait, we haven't taken the treasures yet. How can we leave now!"

"Treasures? What other treasures?"

The women looked at Lin Fan in surprise. This valley was clear at a glance, and they hadn't seen any heaven-sent materials or earthly treasures.

"Master Kongxu's Void Sword Box and the Nine Void Swords!"

Lin Fan beckoned with his hand, and the Void Sword Box flew into his hand. Then, the fragments on the ground that had been shattered by Sun Wukong reassembled, restoring themselves into nine small swords, each over an inch long.

Their blades were engraved with names: Long Yuan Sword, Zhanlu Sword, Juque Sword, Ganjiang Sword, Moye Sword, Tai'e Sword, Chixiao Sword, Yuchang Sword, and Chunjun Sword.

"Eh, bad guy, I've heard of the names of these swords. And isn't the Moye Sword in the hands of Zhang Sanniang?"

Lin Yueru leaned in to watch the excitement. When she saw the names on the swords, she said with some surprise.

"They must be names inspired by famous swords. I just don't know if these were the names Master Kongxu gave them."

Lin Fan temporarily put away the Void Sword Box. He still needed to think about whether to distribute one sword to each of the nine women or let one woman use all nine swords alone. ===== CHAPTER 867 =====