At this moment, Lin Fan seemed to be possessed, continuously throwing bricks into the furnace one after another.
Besides gaining experience, whatever he forged was either broken or just a pile of mud.
His secondary profession, Artisan, had already reached level four, yet he still produced nothing but waste. Lin Fan began to question his life choices.
Could it be that after choosing this secondary profession, he could only forge junk?
Not even worthy of being called junk.
Lin Fan, panting in frustration, stared at the pile of useless debris before him, nearly collapsing from despair.
“This is unacceptable…” Lin Fan roared furiously, entering a frenzy mode, reusing the pile of waste and tossing it back into the furnace.
“叮, materials damaged and vanished.”
“叮，materials damaged and vanished.”
“How could this happen?” Lin Fan helplessly stared at the now empty courtyard, once surrounded by walls, now completely gone, visible from one end to the other.
Other than his Artisan level rising to level four, he hadn’t forged a single useful item.
At this moment, Lin Fan began to doubt his life and question his forging skills.
It was unreasonable, utterly unreasonable.
In the modern world, no matter what, he had been a gifted enthusiast of blacksmithing.
Yet here, he couldn’t even forge a single piece of junk.
After a hard day’s work, the sky darkened, and fellow disciples who had gone to watch the Outer Sect trials returned.
“Junior Brother Lin, where’s the courtyard wall?” Yin Mochen returned to the residence and, upon seeing Lin Fan’s bare house, asked in confusion.
“Oh, I don’t know. The moment I opened my eyes, it was gone. How did the Outer Sect trial go today, Senior Brother?” Lin Fan didn’t want to talk much, because talking would only bring pain.
“Very well. There were many promising candidates today, a sign of the sect’s prosperity,” Yin Mochen replied excitedly. However, seeing Lin Fan’s gloomy expression, Yin Mochen became concerned.
“Junior Brother, are you okay? Why do you look so pale? Could it be that your previous injury hasn’t healed yet? How despicable, Senior Brother Yi is overly protective of his favorites and didn’t even give a response. Tomorrow, I’ll go demand an explanation for you,” Yin Mochen said.
“No, Senior Brother, I’m just tired. I’ll go back first,” Lin Fan replied with his head down.
“Junior Brother…” Yin Mochen looked at his junior with concern. That retreating figure seemed so dispirited. Was everything really okay?
…
Lin Fan lay on the bed, sighing slightly. Today had been terrible; all his efforts were in vain. If only he could forge something useful to cheer his heart.
But all day long, it was either useless debris or vanished materials. Not a single decent item.
“Damn it…” Lin Fan pulled the quilt over his head and said nothing more, deciding to go to sleep…
At this moment, the room fell silent. The flame of the oil lamp on the wooden table flickered gently, as if responding to Lin Fan.
The sky grew darker, and besides the moon and stars illuminating the earth, everything else was quiet and peaceful.
“No, I refuse to accept this!” Suddenly sitting up, Lin Fan threw off the quilt, wide awake.
Without saying much, Lin Fan got up, left the room, and gradually disappeared into the darkness.
…
At a certain Outer Sect disciple’s residence, the interior was brightly lit, clearly not yet asleep.
Inside the room, Wang Tianfeng happily took out a martial arts manual, which he had just received from Senior Brother Yi Zhongyu today.
“The Burning Extinguishing Palm.”
Martial arts manuals were divided into four ranks: Heaven, Earth, Man, and Yellow.
This “Burning Extinguishing Palm” was a Man-tier lower-grade manual, an invaluable treasure for Wang Tianfeng.
Outer Sect disciples could only practice Yellow-tier manuals, while Man-tier manuals were reserved for Inner Sect disciples.
Wang Tianfeng excitedly flipped through the manual, memorizing its techniques. If he could fully master the “Burning Extinguishing Palm,” even Ni Mingyang wouldn’t be his match.
Thinking of Ni Mingyang, Wang Tianfeng’s temper flared. That annoying guy had reported him to Senior Brother Yi, but fortunately, Senior Brother Yi was perceptive and ignored him.
Of course, Wang Tianfeng understood in his heart that Senior Brother Yi simply looked down upon such a person, not even worth his attention.
Wang Tianfeng memorized several techniques, then carefully tucked the manual into his inner pocket, sat cross-legged, and began to practice the techniques.
“Knock knock…”
At this moment, Wang Tianfeng frowned. Who was knocking at this late hour?
“Knock knock…”
The knocking continued.
“Coming, coming. Who’s not sleeping at this hour?” Wang Tianfeng grumbled.
When Wang Tianfeng opened the door, he was stunned. No one was outside. He shook his head, muttered a few curses, and closed the door, quickly returning to his bed.
“Knock knock…”
At this moment, the knocking sound came again.
“Who is it?” This time, Wang Tianfeng didn’t get up but impatiently shouted.
Seeing the person outside still knocking, Wang Tianfeng grew furious, immediately got up, and opened the door.
To his greater shock, there was still no one outside.
“Whoever you are, come out! Pretending to be a ghost at night—I’ll beat you up!” Wang Tianfeng cursed.
…
Hiding in the shadows, Lin Fan watched Wang Tianfeng’s angry expression and couldn’t help but laugh. His earlier gloomy mood was instantly gone.
After Wang Tianfeng closed the door again, Lin Fan quietly approached, ready for another round.
Just as Lin Fan reached the door, Wang Tianfeng suddenly opened it.
Lin Fan was startled, clearly taken aback.
Oh no…
So Wang Tianfeng could play tricks too.
“Got you! Seems like yesterday’s lesson wasn’t enough. Today, I’ll show you the consequences,” Wang Tianfeng immediately threw a punch upon seeing Lin Fan.
“Tonight, I’ll see who can save you,” Wang Tianfeng, now furious, saw this as a test of his patience, with Lin Fan provoking him repeatedly.
“Bang…”
Wang Tianfeng’s furious punch landed on Lin Fan. In his mind, this punch would leave Lin Fan injured.
“Ding, congratulations, ‘Indestructible Demon Body’ experience +10.”
“Eh…” Lin Fan was somewhat surprised.
“Eh…” Wang Tianfeng couldn’t believe it either.
“You…” Wang Tianfeng looked at Lin Fan in disbelief. How could this guy be fine?
Meanwhile, Lin Fan didn’t expect that this guy only gave him ten experience points…
Oh… my god…
“Good kid, I didn’t use my full strength just now. Let me make you comfortable,” Wang Tianfeng clearly couldn’t believe that Lin Fan emerged unscathed from his punch. Roaring furiously, he prepared to unleash his full strength to teach Lin Fan a lesson about the terrifying consequences of provoking him.
But at this moment, Wang Tianfeng’s furious expression suddenly changed, turning into one of ecstasy and pleasure.
“Oh no… only ten points. No fun,” Lin Fan rolled his eyes, clearly disappointed, then turned and walked away.
“Ding, congratulations, ‘Monkey Steals Peach’ experience +100.”
“Ding, defeated Wang Tianfeng at Later Heaven Sixth Stage, experience +500.”
…
“You… you…” Originally furious, Wang Tianfeng, covering his crotch, tearfully squatted down, overwhelmed by a profound sadness.
“Lin Fan, I’ll never forgive you!” Wang Tianfeng, with his last ounce of strength, tearfully roared.
In the solemn night, Lin Fan’s faint voice echoed.
“A weakling worth only ten experience points…”
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