Chapter 250: The Fart Is Poisonous

Holy Sect.

On the Nameless Peak.

Lin Fan had been gone for several months. Originally a desolate and uninhabited place, the Nameless Peak was now bustling with activity. Disciples moved back and forth busily, and some wore cheerful expressions.

“This item is great! I never expected we’d still have these. This is truly wonderful!” A disciple stood in front of a stall, eyeing the goods with delight. He quickly took out money and bought it.

“Big sister Gong, I’ve sold out of my candied hawthorns,” Zhiao said, carrying a small bag and hugging the Snow King Lion in her arms. Both her and the lion’s lips had traces of candy syrup.

“There are still some with Senior Brother Zhang. Go get them,” replied Gong Bingye, who was busy promoting cosmetics to female disciples from the Jialan Peak.

“Oh…” Zhiao wiped her little mouth, licking off the syrup, then skipped merrily to Zhang Erdou, tugging at his sleeve. “Senior Brother, give me some candied hawthorns.”

“Here, they’re all in this bag.” Erdou, overwhelmed with work, handed a storage pouch to his junior sister.

Zhiao happily took the pouch back to her stall, took out two candied hawthorns, placed them in front, and then put up a small sign she had written.

“Candied Hawthorns—Sold Out.”

Then Zhiao sat on her small stool, and the girl and the beast happily began to eat the candied hawthorns slowly.

…

If Lin Fan were to return now and witness this scene, he would surely be stunned. Was this really his Nameless Peak? One might even mistake it for a bustling market.

After being brought up by Elder Wuya, Gong Bingye was questioned about some matters. Under Elder Wuya’s piercing gaze that seemed to see through everything, Gong Bingye dared not lie and told the truth.

After a moment of silence, Elder Wuya decided to leave Gong Bingye on the Nameless Peak. However, he forbade her from claiming to be Lin Fan’s concubine, since Lin Fan had not returned and nothing was certain.

But in Elder Wuya’s view, having touched someone meant one must take responsibility. All they could do was wait for Lin Fan’s return, though no one knew where that brat had gone.

When Gong Bingye arrived at the Nameless Peak and saw its quiet state, she couldn’t help but think creatively. She discussed her idea with the others.

Zhang Erdou, quick-witted, was the first to agree. Now fully asserting his authority as the senior apprentice brother, he managed to control the group.

With the sect leader absent, everything followed the senior apprentice brother’s orders.

Then Gong Bingye, together with the demon beast Mo Qiongqi, began transporting goods between the Holy Sect and Mo City.

After all, Mo Qiongqi had the greatest strength, ensuring safety along the way.

Gradually, the Nameless Peak became lively again. Many disciples from the sect began asking the Nameless Peak disciples to bring back various goods, and naturally, the compensation was easy to negotiate.

Zhang Erdou and Cai Zhiao were enthusiastic about this, as the previously quiet Nameless Peak had become lively again, making them very happy. Especially Zhiao, who now had unlimited candied hawthorns to eat.

…

Zang Yao City.

Lin Fan stood in front of a shop.

It was an apothecary. Lin Fan had nothing but an abundance of pills. If he didn’t exchange some for currency in Zang Yao City, he might even struggle to afford food and lodging.

Tianbao Pavilion.

Such a grand name. Within Zang Yao City, Lin Fan decided to keep a low profile. After all, at the city gate, a Grand Heaven Realm expert was present. If he caused any trouble, he might end up in disaster.

“Customer, are you looking to buy something?” A shopkeeper was reviewing the accounts when he noticed someone entering and greeted him with a smile.

“I want to sell some pills,” Lin Fan said.

“Sorry, customer. We only sell pills here, we don’t buy them,” the shopkeeper replied with less interest, waving his hand dismissively.

Lin Fan glanced around and then moved to another store.

“I want to sell a weapon.”

“Sorry, customer. We only sell weapons here, we don’t buy them.”

…

After trying several shops, Lin Fan was completely furious.

Which novel had he read that described merchants buying back goods? This was pure nonsense.

None of these shops would buy anything from him.

But it wasn’t entirely their fault. The shopkeepers weren’t foolish. Who knew the quality of pills they might buy? Selling others’ pills while their own weren’t even sold—was that the action of a sane person?

No matter. If none of them wanted to buy, was he, the young master, really helpless? He could just rob someone and be done with it.

Then Lin Fan casually wandered around the city, looking for a good target.

“Hey there, little lady, want to be my companion?” A lewd voice reached Lin Fan’s ears.

Lin Fan didn’t even need to look to know the source of this voice—it definitely belonged to a shameless person.

Following the sound, Lin Fan walked forward and indeed saw a young man surrounded by a few flunkies, strolling around the city.

Whenever a beautiful female warrior passed, he would mock and tease her.

Lin Fan observed carefully.

“Initial Soul Manifestation Realm.”

Good, very good. His strength was low, making him an easy target.

But the clothes the young man wore made Lin Fan hesitate a bit. The young man’s attire itself wasn’t anything special, but the five-clawed emblem on his back was quite unsettling.

This guy must be from the Yao family.

Although Lin Fan didn’t know much about the Yao family, he had seen a giant hand at the city gate—undoubtedly belonging to someone from the Yao family.

In Zang Yao City, there was only one dominant power—the Yao family. Thus, the source of that giant hand was obvious.

The female warrior being harassed by this guy was actually much stronger than him, but she dared not speak out despite her anger. The young scion of the Yao family smirked smugly and looked for his next target.

The surrounding martial artists, seeing the emblem on his clothes, felt fear in their hearts.

Lin Fan followed behind him, observing carefully. What puzzled Lin Fan was that the guy’s clothes were indeed distinctive, with five-clawed emblems covering his entire body, as if he wanted everyone to know who he was.

“You lot wait outside. I need to take a leak,” the young man, Yaowuxie, waved his flunkies away. “Oh, and stay far back. Don’t crowd around.”

“Yes, Master.”

An opportunity arose.

Lin Fan had been following him for a long time. Now, his heart leapt with joy. Finally, the moment had come—the perfect chance to catch him alone.

“Hehe, time to take a leak,” Yaowuxie chuckled, pulling down his pants, squatting there happily, swinging his head with immense pleasure.

Even though he was considered useless in the Yao family, what could he do? As long as he could enjoy himself in this city, that was all that mattered.

At this moment, Lin Fan, hidden from sight, watched the guy happily relieving himself, his heart filled with delight. Perfect timing.

“Phooey…”

Just then, Yaowuxie’s face turned red, and a long, resonant fart echoed from deep and mellow to sharp and piercing, perfectly expressing the musical scale.

Instantly, a yellowish gas filled the enclosed room.

“Ahh, so refreshing…” Yaowuxie wore a blissful expression, clearly enjoying himself immensely.

Lin Fan, about to strike, suddenly changed expression, his eyes filled with disbelief.

“This fart is poisonous…”