Chapter 65: Fortunately, My Mind is Quite Sharp

The Heaven and Earth Merchant Guild, located in the southeastern part of the empire, was the only merchant guild in the Great Yan Empire. It handled auctions for clients and also conducted its own expeditions to discover treasures for auction. However, in the Xuan Huang World, the items auctioned by ordinary merchant guilds could only attract the attention of average martial cultivators. For high-level cultivators, the items sold at these auctions were practically useless.

Yet now, an item about to be auctioned by this guild had stirred up a storm across the land, which was quite astonishing.

At this moment, the entrance of the Heaven and Earth Merchant Guild was filled with a massive crowd, moving like a sea of people. Lin Fan watched in stunned disbelief—this was just too crazy.

Lin Fan glanced around. The crowd gathered outside was mostly at the先天 (Qiantian) cultivation stage. Obviously, these people were not all locals from the Yan Empire—they had come from all corners of the region.

As Lin Fan observed, his curiosity grew stronger. Just what kind of treasure was the Heaven and Earth Merchant Guild planning to auction that could draw such a massive crowd?

“Friends from all corners of the world, welcome to the Heaven and Earth Merchant Guild. In three days, our guild will be auctioning a supreme treasure—the ‘Little Heaven Pill.'”

“Some of you may still be wondering what kind of treasure the ‘Little Heaven Pill’ is. So, we will announce once again: anyone who consumes this pill will instantly reach the Little Heaven Stage of cultivation.”

After the guild’s staff explained the effects of the Little Heaven Pill, the crowd erupted into shocked exclamations. It was simply unbelievable.

The Little Heaven Pill? Anyone who takes it can reach the Little Heaven Stage? How… how is that even possible?

That was the thought on everyone’s mind—this must be a lie.

Those at the Houtian stage could be considered human. Those at the Xiantian stage could be considered superhuman. But reaching the Rushen stage meant one could be called a god. And the Little Heaven stage was even beyond that—divine among gods.

Moving mountains, reversing destinies—nothing would be impossible.

Those who reached the Little Heaven Stage were all extraordinary geniuses, blessed with immense fortune, having survived countless perils and encountered countless miracles to attain such a realm.

Yet now, the Heaven and Earth Merchant Guild claimed they could elevate anyone to the Little Heaven Stage in an instant. This was simply impossible.

“Calm down, everyone. The Little Heaven Pill is indeed real. The auction will take place in three days. The entry fee is ten thousand Xuan Huang Coins, and the bidding will be conducted using Xuan Huang Coins.”

Lin Fan listened from below, his expression subtly changing.

This was definitely fishy.

Xuan Huang Coins were a unique product of the Xuan Huang World, a type of underground mineral vein.

The Xuan Huang vein was a universal currency formed from the condensation of true spiritual energy.

These Xuan Huang Coins contained true spiritual energy, a precious resource for cultivators as it could be used in cultivation. However, the true spiritual energy within the coins could not be absorbed. Even experts at the Great Heaven Stage, such as the Zunzhi (至尊), had tested this and failed.

Thus, the Xuan Huang Coins gradually became the universal currency across all nations in the Xuan Huang World.

For high-level cultivators, these coins were practically useless.

And now, this “Little Heaven Pill” was being auctioned off using Xuan Huang Coins. In Lin Fan’s eyes, that was definitely suspicious.

If the Little Heaven Pill could truly elevate one’s cultivation to the Little Heaven Stage, then whoever was auctioning it must be out of their mind. No one in their right mind would dare to put it up for auction.

If someone wanted to exchange it, Lin Fan could understand. But to exchange it for Xuan Huang Coins? Lin Fan simply refused to believe it.

What a bunch of idiots.

Without even glancing back, Lin Fan turned and left.

Let those fools fight over the so-called Little Heaven Pill. Good deals never come for free, and heaven doesn’t rain pies. He’d better go do his own business.

In three days, he would come back to see if he could contact the senior disciples of the Holy Demon Sect. After all, the betrayal of the Yan Empire must be reported to the sect so they could prepare accordingly.

The next day.

Lin Fan woke up in a cheerful mood, washed up, and then energetically made his way toward Class Ding-1.

Now, Lin Fan had become a celebrity teacher at the academy. Wherever he went, he was the center of attention.

Sometimes, being too famous wasn’t necessarily a good thing.

As he walked, Lin Fan deliberately slowed his pace, mainly to hear what people were saying about him.

“Look, that’s the teacher from Class Ding who gave Xiao Ze a severe lesson on the martial stage yesterday.”

“Really? Oh, I had to go out yesterday and missed that scene. What a great pity!”

As Lin Fan listened to the students whispering about him, he felt an inner satisfaction—this was the feeling of being the center of attention.

When he arrived at the classroom, Lin Fan was just about to accept the sincere greetings from his students when he suddenly froze—he saw three unexpected visitors.

Lin Fan was extremely puzzled. What were these three doing here?

The thirteen students in the class looked nervously at one of the visitors.

Xiao Ze’s reputation in the academy was well known even to them.

Right now, they had no idea why Xiao Ze had come to Class Ding. Could there be something going on?

“Teacher, good morning,” the thirteen students said respectfully as they saw their teacher, feeling relieved and immediately rising to greet him.

“Hmm,” Lin Fan nodded, then turned to the three visitors and asked what they needed.

“Senior, please accept me as your disciple,” Zang Tianhao immediately knelt down and begged without hesitation.

When Zang Tianhao and Han Mengmeng saw Xiao Ze arrive, they were also surprised. But seeing that Xiao Ze remained silent, Zang Tianhao remained wary of him.

After all, he had no idea what Xiao Ze was planning to do.

Lin Fan was taken aback. This person wanted to become his disciple?

This… this…

“What are you up to now?” Lin Fan turned to Xiao Ze and asked.

Xiao Ze looked at Lin Fan, his heart filled with resentment. After returning home yesterday, the clan members had looked at him with strange eyes because of what had happened at the academy.

His father had even wanted to bring people to the academy to confront Lin Fan, but Xiao Ze had stopped him.

At night, when Xiao Ze took off his clothes and saw the red marks on his buttocks, a sense of shame surged up again.

What was even more unbearable was that, when he lay in bed, he actually felt a strange sense of longing for that ruler.

“I accept the outcome of the bet. I lost, and I will bear it. I want to become your disciple,” Xiao Ze said.

“Hehe,” Lin Fan shook his head. “I think not. You’re a genius from Class Jia. Joining my Class Ding would be a waste of your talent.”

“I’m a man of honor. If I lose, I accept it.”

“What about you?” Lin Fan turned to Han Mengmeng.

“Senior, I’m just here with Senior Zang to see,” Han Mengmeng replied.

Han Mengmeng was quite surprised. Xiao Ze had actually come to pay respects and become a disciple instead of bringing people to confront Senior Lin Fan.

This was totally unexpected.

How could someone so proud and arrogant actually humble himself like this? It was simply inconceivable.

Meanwhile, the thirteen students were stunned, their minds in a whirl.

Xiao Ze actually wanted to become their teacher’s disciple. What in the world was going on?