Chapter 988: No One Believes

The journey to the Abyssal Demon Cave didn’t bring about any major events.

Lin Fan didn’t encounter retaliation from Ling Wuzun within the sect either.

However, a shift in the rankings of the True Immortal Candidates List drew some attention.

The Blood Emperor had vanished completely from the rankings.

Such a situation could only indicate two possibilities: either the Blood Emperor had become a true immortal, or he had perished.

The first scenario was naturally impossible.

That left only one explanation—he had perished.

Otherwise, there was no way to make sense of it.

Ling Wuzun had originally wanted to cause trouble for Lin Fan, but after returning and thinking things through carefully, he realized the terrifying implications.

He had been defeated by this disciple, which clearly meant his strength was inferior.

If he continued to provoke him, he feared his own fate wouldn’t be a pleasant one.

Though he was a Divine Heir, there was fierce rivalry among the Heirs, and among them, his power was the weakest.

Recently, another disciple had become a Divine Heir, pushing him to second last place, which gave him a bit of relief.

Still, he certainly wouldn’t let this grudge go. He was simply waiting for the right moment.

Lin Fan walked through the sect, observing its surroundings and seeking opportunities to make some profit.

Within the sect, there was a marketplace-like area where many disciples conducted business.

“Breakthrough Elixir, only one available, just ten thousand contribution points! Don’t miss this chance!”

“Fragment of an Ancient Divine Weapon, only one hundred thousand contribution points!”

Lin Fan remained expressionless, but inside, ideas began to form.

Little old me is skilled in both alchemy and forging weapons. If I return to my old trades, I’m sure to have a bright future. Contribution points can be exchanged for better items within the sect.

Moreover, powerful martial cultivation techniques also required contribution points to obtain.

The Five Elements Sword Intent had already given Lin Fan a taste of its benefits, significantly enhancing his sword intent.

Su Hongchen had given him three thousand contribution points, obtained from slaying earth demons in the Abyssal Demon Cave and exchanging their cores.

Initially, Lin Fan had no intention of accepting them, but eventually, he had no choice but to take them.

Looking at the current situation, he hadn’t expected these points to come in handy after all.

“Take a look! Check it out! Personally cultivated spirit herbs, capable of refining high-grade elixirs!” A disciple called out, displaying various spirit herbs before him.

These herbs weren’t particularly high-grade, but they could still be used to create elixirs that many disciples required.

“Hey, how much are these spirit herbs?” Lin Fan, after observing for a while, stepped forward to inquire.

“Senior Brother, which one do you need?” The disciple had been selling for quite some time without any buyers, and was growing somewhat anxious.

His cultivation was low, making dangerous secret realms inaccessible to him. Occasionally, he could only grow his own spirit herbs, accumulate some contribution points, and use them to exchange for elixirs and martial techniques.

Upon hearing Lin Fan’s inquiry, the disciple’s eyes lit up, assuming he had found a wealthy buyer.

“Senior Brother, a bundle is just five thousand contribution points,” the disciple smiled.

Lin Fan glanced at the price. Darn, he didn’t have enough contribution points.

“Three thousand, or forget it,” Lin Fan said.

“Senior Brother, how can you do that? You can’t haggle like that!” the disciple exclaimed.

“If not, then I’ll just look elsewhere,” Lin Fan replied, not wanting to waste time. Three thousand points were all he had, and he had never been good at haggling.

Seeing Lin Fan turn to leave, the disciple panicked, his face showing a mix of desperation. “Senior Brother, wait! Three thousand it is then.”

Lin Fan transferred all his contribution points from his token and took the spirit herbs.

After Lin Fan left, the disciple broke into a grin.

“Profit! Profit! I never thought selling spirit herbs could be so profitable.”

The seeds had cost him only a hundred contribution points, and after carefully cultivating them for some time, despite the effort involved, the profit was impressive.

In a secluded spot,

Lin Fan took out the spirit herbs.

There were twenty in total.

“Beep, detected Xuan Guang Grass.”

“Beep, detected You Ming Grass.”

At this moment, Lin Fan spread his fingers, flicked his wrist, and a flame erupted from his palm. He then tossed all the spirit herbs into the fire.

To any other alchemist, this would seem unthinkable.

But for Lin Fan, who had mastered alchemy to perfection, refining these elixirs was effortless.

He could form an elixir with a single thought.

The medicinal essence of the herbs condensed within the flames, purging impurities and preserving the essence.

He could casually refine elixirs with a one-hundred percent success rate. If others knew this, they would find it terrifying.

“Beep, congratulations! Successfully refined Primordial Energy Pill.”

“Primordial Energy Pill: restores energy within a breath.”

“Beep, congratulations! Successfully refined Healing Pill.”

“Healing Pill: heals even the gravest injuries.”

Refining these elixirs was exactly what Lin Fan had expected.

These herbs weren’t particularly high-grade, yet he had managed to create such potent elixirs—an extraordinary feat.

For ordinary alchemists, they might only manage to create simpler elixirs.

At the far end of the market,

Lin Fan casually grabbed a table, placed the elixirs on it, and began shouting.

“Passersby, don’t miss out! Selling life-saving elixirs! With these, your mother won’t have to worry about your safety anymore!”

Lin Fan shouted at the top of his lungs.

Among elixirs, those that enhanced strength were the most valuable.

However, healing elixirs and those that restored energy were also highly sought after.

His loud voice soon attracted a crowd.

“What kind of elixirs are these? The medicinal aura is quite strong,” some disciples gathered around, curious.

They had never seen these elixirs before and were naturally intrigued.

Lin Fan picked up the Primordial Energy Pill and began boasting, “This pill restores energy within a breath. Imagine this—if you encounter an enemy of equal strength, and neither of you can gain the upper hand, who do you think would ultimately win?”

Without hesitation, the surrounding disciples replied, “Obviously the one with more energy reserves!”

“Exactly! But with this pill, you can restore your energy in an instant,” Lin Fan explained, waving the pill in his hand.

“What about this one?” the disciples asked.

“This one is even more incredible—it’s called the Healing Pill. No matter how severe the injury, as long as you’re still breathing, it can heal you. Isn’t that amazing?” Lin Fan praised enthusiastically.

However, the surrounding disciples were somewhat skeptical.

“How could such an elixir exist? The Primordial Energy Pill sounds plausible, but the effects of the Healing Pill seem too incredible. If it truly works as you say, then it would be a Celestial Pill!”

“Exactly! Only Celestial Pills have such effects. But your pill doesn’t even contain Celestial Dao Laws!”

At that moment, the disciples began talking all at once.

None of them believed Lin Fan’s claims.

At this point, Lin Fan grew anxious. Could it be that he couldn’t even sell these pills?!