At noon, under the scorching sun, Zhang Erdog and Feng Bujue squatted on a rock, their worried eyes fixed longingly on the cheerful conversation between the Sect Leader and Ye Shaotian.
“Junior Disciple, this is as far as your Senior Uncle can accompany you. If you ever feel unhappy in the outer sect, feel free to come stay with me for a while,” Lin Fan said cheerfully.
“Definitely, Senior Uncle Lin. Then I’ll take my leave first,” Ye Shaotian replied. He no longer held any resentment toward Lin Fan; instead, he felt deeply moved.
In Ye Shaotian’s eyes, Senior Uncle Lin had shown him genuine kindness. If he still harbored any hatred, he would truly be less than an animal.
“Walk safely, Junior Disciple. If you ever need more pills, just let your Senior Uncle know,” Lin Fan said.
“Alright, Senior Uncle, goodbye.”
…
After watching Ye Shaotian’s figure gradually disappear, Lin Fan’s calm expression immediately changed into a mischievous smirk.
Who in this world can be called the ultimate emperor of performance? None other than me, Lin Fan!
Noticing Zhang Erdog and Feng Bujue still squatting motionless, Lin Fan waved them over.
“Come here.”
Zhang Erdog and Feng Bujue scurried over eagerly.
“Master, truly the one I Erdog admire most! With just a small trick, he made the arrogant Ye Shaotian grateful beyond words,” Zhang Erdog flattered, his words echoing like thunder. It seemed as if the entire world could only hear Erdog’s flattery.
Feng Bujue scratched his head, glancing at the empty mountain pass with a helpless shake of his head. It seemed Ye Shaotian would never escape the Master’s palm.
For Feng Bujue, however, there was more excitement. The thought of Ye Shaotian soon following the Master and being subordinate to him was exhilarating.
Lin Fan looked at Zhang Erdog. “What do you mean by ‘a small trick’? This Master showed him genuine sincerity, understand? From now on, you must remember: there are no eternal enemies in this world. With a forgiving heart, there is no one you cannot reform.”
“Excellent! Master, this golden saying is truly profound. Your disciple will immediately record it and treat it as a family treasure for generations to come,” Zhang Erdog said, somehow producing a brush and paper from nowhere, concentrating intently on writing.
Sighing helplessly, Lin Fan felt he might easily get addicted to Zhang Erdog’s honeyed words in the future.
If only Zhang Erdog looked a bit more harmonious, perhaps he wouldn’t have remained a menial disciple for so long.
With such a thick skin and flattery skills, even Lin Fan had to admit he was outmatched.
“Alright, you two prepare yourselves. Follow this Master off the mountain to handle something. Whether our sect can rise or not depends on this one mission,” Lin Fan gazed into the distance with hopeful eyes, an overwhelming aura bursting forth. Instantly, Zhang Erdog and Feng Bujue dropped their playful expressions, turning serious like Lin Fan as they looked into the distance.
A cool breeze gently blew, stirring up a refreshing wind.
…
At the trading area at the foot of the Nameless Peak, outer sect disciples gathered.
Zhang Erdog and Feng Bujue stood there, puzzled about what the Master intended to do.
“Master, what exactly are we doing here?” Zhang Erdog had initially thought the Master was going to treat them to a feast, but instead, the three of them came here and did nothing.
Lin Fan took out a pre-prepared large flag and handed it to Zhang Erdog. With a profound gaze at the two, he calmly said, “My alchemy skills are second to none. Now that our sect is developing, naturally, we must establish our reputation. So, you two, promote it here.”
“Come to Nameless Peak for pill refining—affordable prices and high quality. Three sets of ingredients for one pill, charging only a tenth as labor fee,” Lin Fan explained.
“Huh…” Zhang Erdog and Feng Bujue looked at Lin Fan, then slapped their thighs in realization. Indeed, the Saint and Devil Sect currently lacked fame. Within the sect, even the disciples had no good impression of the Saint and Devil Sect. With the Master’s superb pill-refining skills, success would be effortless.
“Master, but charging only a tenth as labor fee seems too cheap. I heard the Pill Cauldron Peak usually takes at least six-tenths, and the materials required are at least ten sets,” Feng Bujue pointed out.
With three sets of ingredients for one pill, the success rate was too high, and the profit margin was too low.
At that moment, they suddenly noticed the Master’s aura instantly change, especially his expression, which turned sorrowful.
“The Pill Cauldron Peak is completely exploiting the disciples! Outer sect disciples endure countless hardships to obtain those materials, only to be exploited further. This Master cannot do such a thing. Alright, no more talk. I’ll wait for your good news back on the peak,” Lin Fan said, flicking his sleeve and heading toward Nameless Peak.
Zhang Erdog and Feng Bujue exchanged glances.
“Junior Brother, do you believe what the Master said?”
“Do you?” Feng Bujue countered.
“Although the Master is my idol, I don’t believe a single word he says,” Zhang Erdog said.
“Senior Brother, I believe the Master, so I’ll report the truth to him when we return,” Feng Bujue replied, looking at Zhang Erdog.
Zhang Erdog’s face changed slightly, revealing a hint of sorrow. “Junior Brother, you’ve changed.”
“Senior Brother, you’ve changed too.”
“Enough nonsense. Let’s start promoting.”
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After returning to Nameless Peak, Lin Fan immediately entered cultivation. He had already learned the locations mentioned in the “Seven Saints’ Treasure Chart.” What remained was merely an opportunity to explore those perilous places.
Currently, Lin Fan dared not leave the sect recklessly. Who knew how dangerous the outside world was? If he encountered a peerless expert right after leaving the sect and got killed with a single palm strike, who would he complain to?
So, for now, he should focus on cultivation.
The “Tide Force” could reach nine layers of force at its peak. For now, he decided to cultivate to the ninth layer first.
At this moment, Lin Fan slightly closed his eyes, then, as if swatting mosquitoes, extended his hand and started slapping.
“Ding! Congratulations on gaining experience in Tide Force.”
…
With a casual wave of his hand, Lin Fan’s “Tide Force” experience increased. For him, martial arts cultivation was too easy, lacking any challenge.
“Ding! Congratulations on upgrading Tide Force. You now possess two layers of force.”
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“Ding! Congratulations on upgrading Tide Force. You now possess three layers of force.”
…
While Lin Fan was cultivating idly, Zhang Erdog and Feng Bujue were enthusiastically promoting their sect.
They fully trusted the Master’s pill-refining skills. Without mentioning anything else, the “Great Fan” alone was something ordinary people couldn’t produce.
However, the current situation made the two feel something was off.
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