Holy Sect.
On the Nameless Peak.
It had been several months since Lin Fan left. While the Nameless Peak should have been deserted and desolate, it was now bustling with activity. Disciples moved back and forth busily, and some wore bright smiles.
The Holy Sect.
On the Nameless Peak.
Lin Fan had been gone for several months. What was supposed to be a desolate and uninhabited peak was now bustling with activity. Disciples were coming and going, some with smiles on their faces.
“This is great! I didn’t expect to find something like this here. It’s fantastic!” one disciple exclaimed, standing in front of a stall, delighted by what he saw. He quickly pulled out some money and made the purchase.
“Sister Gong, I’ve sold out of my candied hawthorns!” Cai Zhiqiao called out, carrying a small bag on her back and cuddling the Snow King Lion. Both her and the lion’s lips were smeared with a bit of sugar.
“Your senior brother Zhang still has some. Go and get them from him,” replied the busy young woman, Gong Bingye, who was currently promoting cosmetics to the female disciples of the Jialan Peak.
“Oh…” Cai Zhiqiao licked the sugar off her lips and then skipped over to Zhang Er’gou, tugging at his sleeve. “Senior brother, give me the candied hawthorns.”
“Here, take them all,” Zhang Er’gou, who was also swamped with work, handed a storage bag to his junior sister.
With the storage bag in hand, Cai Zhiqiao happily returned to her stall, took out two candied hawthorns, placed them in front of her, and then set up a small sign she had written.
“Candied hawthorns, sold out!”
She then sat down on a small stool, and together with her lion, they happily began to slowly enjoy their treats.
…
If Lin Fan were to return now and see this scene, he would undoubtedly be shocked. Was this still his Nameless Peak? It looked more like a bustling marketplace!
After being brought up by the Supreme Elder Wuya, Gong Bingye was questioned about certain matters. Under the elder’s penetrating gaze, she dared not lie and told the truth.
After a moment of silence, Wuya decided to let Gong Bingye stay on the Nameless Peak. However, she was not allowed to claim to be Lin Fan’s wife or concubine, as Lin Fan had not yet returned, and nothing was certain.
In Wuya’s view, since Lin Fan had touched her, he would have to give an explanation. But they could only wait for Lin Fan to return, though no one knew where he had gone.
When Gong Bingye arrived at the Nameless Peak and saw its quiet environment, she couldn’t help but come up with an idea. After discussing it with everyone, Zhang Er’gou, who was quick-witted, was the first to agree. Now, Zhang Er’gou fully exercised his authority as the senior brother, keeping everyone in line.
With the sect leader absent, everything was to be decided by the senior brother.
Gong Bingye then began to transport goods between the Holy Sect and Mo City with the help of Mie Qiongqi, whose strength ensured their safety.
Gradually, the Nameless Peak became livelier. Many disciples of the sect also entrusted the peak to bring back some items, and of course, the rewards were negotiable.
Zhang Er’gou and Cai Zhiqiao were enthusiastic about this, as the once-neglected Nameless Peak was now bustling with activity, which they greatly enjoyed, especially Zhiqiao, who had an endless supply of candied hawthorns.
…
Burial Demon City.
Lin Fan stopped in front of a shop.
It was a pharmacy. Lin Fan had nothing but pills, and if he didn’t exchange some for currency in Burial Demon City, he might have trouble with food and lodging.
Tianbao Pavilion.
The name was quite imposing. In Burial Demon City, Lin Fan intended to keep a low profile, especially since the powerful expert he had encountered at the city gate was also in the city. If anything were to happen, it could end badly for him.
“Sir, what would you like to buy?” The shopkeeper, who had been checking the accounts, greeted him with a smile as he entered.
“I’d like to sell some pills,” Lin Fan said.
“I’m sorry, sir, but we only sell pills here. We don’t buy them,” the shopkeeper replied, his interest waning as he sat back down and waved his hand dismissively.
Lin Fan looked around and then decided to try another place.
“I’d like to sell a weapon.”
“Sir, I’m sorry, but we only sell weapons here. We don’t buy them.”
…
After trying several shops, Lin Fan was thoroughly frustrated.
Which damn novel said that shops would buy things? This was utterly ridiculous!
None of these shops were willing to buy anything.
But it wasn’t entirely the shopkeepers’ fault. They weren’t stupid. Who knew the quality of the pills they might buy? Moreover, why would they sell someone else’s pills when they had their own? That would be foolish.
But never mind. If no one was willing to buy, Lin Fan would just have to find another way. He could always go and rob someone.
Lin Fan then wandered aimlessly through the city, looking for a good target.
“Hey, little girl, how about being my partner?” A lecherous laugh reached Lin Fan’s ears.
Lin Fan didn’t even need to look to know that the person behind this voice was utterly shameless.
Following the sound, Lin Fan soon spotted a young man with a few lackeys, casually strolling through the city.
Whenever they encountered a pretty female martial artist, they would catcall and harass her.
Lin Fan observed them carefully.
“Early-stage Divine Transformation.”
Not bad, not bad. His strength was relatively low, so taking him down would be a piece of cake.
However, the clothes the young man was wearing gave Lin Fan pause. The young man’s attire was nothing special, but the five-clawed emblem on his back was somewhat troubling.
This guy must be from the Yao family.
Lin Fan didn’t know much about the Yao family, but the giant hand he had seen at the city gate was undoubtedly from them.
In Burial Demon City, there was no other power besides the Yao family, so the origin of that giant hand was clear.
The female martial artist being harassed was much stronger than the young man, but she dared not speak up. The Yao family disciple just smirked and moved on to the next target.
The surrounding martial artists, seeing the emblem on his clothes, were also filled with fear.
Lin Fan followed behind, carefully observing. What puzzled him was that the young man’s clothes were quite distinctive, with five-clawed emblems all over, as if he wanted everyone to know who he was.
“Wait outside. I’m going to relieve myself,” Yao Wuxie waved at his lackeys. “And stay far away, don’t get too close.”
“Yes, young master.”
The opportunity had come.
Lin Fan, who had been following for a while, was delighted. He had been waiting for this moment when the young man would be alone.
“Hehe, I’m just going to take a leak,” Yao Wuxie chuckled, pulling down his pants and squatting, happily swaying his head, feeling utterly content.
Even though he was considered a waste in the Yao family, so what? As long as he was happy in the city, that was all that mattered.
At this moment, Lin Fan, invisible, watched as the young man relieved himself with great satisfaction. This was his chance.
“Pfft…”
Suddenly, Yao Wuxie’s face turned red, and a long, drawn-out fart echoed through the enclosed space, transitioning from a low rumble to a high-pitched squeal, perfectly showcasing the range of sound.
Instantly, a yellow gas filled the room.
“Ah, that feels so good…” Yao Wuxie’s face was filled with bliss. It was truly satisfying.
Lin Fan, who was about to make his move, suddenly froze, his face showing disbelief.
“That fart… it’s poisonous…”
“Big sister Gong, I’ve sold out of my candied hawthorns,” said Zhiqiao, her little bag slung over her shoulder while hugging the Snow King Lion in her arms. Both her and the Snow King Lion’s lips had a bit of sticky sugar on them.
“There are still some at senior apprentice brother Zhang’s place. Go get them,” replied Gong Bingye, who was busy helping the female disciples from the Jialan Peak try out some cosmetics.
“Okay…” Zhiqiao licked the sugar off her lips, then cheerfully skipped over to Zhang Erdou, tugging at his sleeve. “Senior apprentice brother, I need some candied hawthorns.”
“Here, they’re all in this storage bag,” Zhang Erdou, overwhelmed with work, handed the bag over to his little junior sister.
Zhiqiao happily took the bag back to her stall, took out two candied hawthorns, and placed them in front of her. Then she pulled out a small sign she had written on and placed it prominently:
“Candied Hawthorns – Sold Out.”
Then she sat on her little stool, enjoying the hawthorns with the Snow King Lion, both of them clearly delighted.
…
If Lin Fan were to return now and witness this scene, he would surely be stunned beyond belief. Was this still his Nameless Peak? One might even mistake it for a bustling marketplace.
After being brought up by Elder Wuya, Gong Bingye was questioned about certain matters. Under Elder Wuya’s piercing gaze that seemed to see through everything, Gong Bingye dared not utter a single falsehood and confessed everything truthfully.
After a long silence, Elder Wuya finally decided to let Gong Bingye stay on the Nameless Peak. However, he forbade her from referring to herself as Lin Fan’s wife or concubine since Lin Fan had not returned, and nothing was certain yet.
In Elder Wuya’s eyes, however, once someone had touched another, they had to take responsibility. So they could only wait for Lin Fan’s return, though no one knew where that rascal had gone.
When Gong Bingye arrived at the Nameless Peak and saw its quiet surroundings, she couldn’t help but think creatively. Soon, she discussed an idea with the others.
Zhang Erdou, quick-witted as he was, agreed first. Now fully embracing his role as the senior apprentice brother, he commanded authority and kept everyone in check.
With the sect leader absent, whatever the senior apprentice brother said went.
Then Gong Bingye, accompanied by the demon beast Qiongqi, began transporting goods back and forth between the Holy Sect and Mo City.
After all, Qiongqi possessed the greatest strength, ensuring safety along the way.
Gradually, the Nameless Peak became lively again. Many disciples from the sect entrusted the Nameless Peak disciples to bring them various items, and naturally, the compensation was easily negotiated.
Zhang Erdou and Zhiqiao were especially enthusiastic about this endeavor. The Nameless Peak, once so quiet and unnoticed, had come back to life, bringing them great joy. Especially for Zhiqiao, there was never a shortage of candied hawthorns to enjoy.
…
Zang Yao City.
Lin Fan paused in front of a shop.
It was an apothecary. Lin Fan had nothing else but plenty of pills. Without exchanging for some currency in Zang Yao City, he might even struggle to afford food and lodging.
Tianbao Pavilion.
That name sounded mighty impressive. However, Lin Fan decided to keep a low profile in Zang Yao City, especially since a Heaven-ranked expert had been at the city gate. If he caused any trouble, he might end up in disaster.
“Customer, are you looking to buy something?” A shopkeeper was checking the accounts when he noticed someone entering. He stood up with a smile to greet the guest.
“I want to sell some pills,” Lin Fan said.
“Sorry, sir. We only sell pills here; we don’t buy them,” the shopkeeper, losing interest, waved his hand dismissively and sat back down.
Lin Fan glanced around and then went to another shop.
“I want to sell a weapon.”
“Sorry, sir. We only sell weapons; we don’t buy them.”
…
After trying several shops, Lin Fan was utterly furious.
Which novel had he read where merchants would buy back items? This was nothing but a scam.
None of these shops were willing to buy anything from him.
But he couldn’t really blame them. These shopkeepers weren’t fools. Who knew the quality of pills they might buy? And selling others’ pills instead of their own? That would be insane.
Well then, if none of them would buy, did the young master have no other way? He could always rob someone and get what he needed.
So Lin Fan wandered casually around the city, looking for a suitable target.
“Hey there, little lady, wanna be the young master’s companion?” At this moment, a mocking, lewd voice reached Lin Fan’s ears.
Lin Fan didn’t even need to look to know the source of this voice must belong to a particularly despicable person.
Following the sound, Lin Fan walked forward and indeed saw a young man accompanied by several lackeys strolling through the city.
Whenever they encountered a beautiful female cultivator, the young man would mock and tease her.
Lin Fan observed carefully.
“Initial stage of entering the divine.”
Not bad, not bad. His power level was quite low, making him an easy target.
But what made Lin Fan hesitate was the young man’s clothing. Nothing special about the outfit itself, but the five-clawed emblem on his back was enough to make anyone uneasy.
This fellow must be a member of the Yao family.
Though Lin Fan didn’t know much about the Yaos, he was certain that the giant hand he saw at the city gate belonged to them.
In Zang Yao City, there was no other dominant force except the Yao family. So the source of that giant hand was obvious.
The female cultivator being teased by this young man was much stronger than him, but she dared not speak out in anger. The young noble from the Yao family merely smirked and moved on to his next target.
The cultivators around, seeing the emblem on the young man’s clothes, felt fear in their hearts.
Lin Fan followed behind, observing closely. What puzzled him was how the young man wore his clothes so proudly, the five-clawed emblem covering his entire back, as if he feared others wouldn’t notice.
“You guys wait outside. This young master needs to go take care of something,” the young man, Yaowuxie, waved his henchmen away. “Oh, and stay far. Don’t crowd around.”
“Yes, Master.”
An opportunity had come.
Lin Fan had followed for a long time, and now his heart leapt with joy. He had been waiting precisely for this moment when the target was alone.
“Hehe, time for this young master to take care of business,” Yaowuxie chuckled, pulled down his pants, squatted down happily, shaking his head with delight, clearly in a great mood.
Even though he was considered a waste in the Yao family, what did it matter? 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 fellow happily relieving himself, his heart filled with joy. Perfect timing.
“Phhh…”
At this moment, Yaowuxie’s face turned bright red. A long, drawn-out fart echoed through the air, shifting from deep and muffled to sharp and piercing, perfectly displaying its musical scale.
Instantly, a yellow mist filled the enclosed room.
“Ahh, so refreshing…” Yaowuxie wore a blissful expression, clearly enjoying the moment immensely.
Meanwhile, Lin Fan, who had been about to strike, suddenly changed expression, disbelief flashing in his eyes.
“This fart is poisonous…”
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