Last night, Lin Fan did something that made him feel guilty. He felt a bit sad inside, but this feeling was only temporary. When he walked out of the house, his soul had already been purified.
Although nowadays the only interesting part of the Outer Sect is the Top Ten Outstanding Disciples, everything else isn’t that impressive. However, even the smallest mosquito is still meat. While they can no longer provide much experience for the “Indestructible Demon Body,” they can still offer solid gains for the “Monkey Steals the Peach.”
When Lin Fan arrived outside the cafeteria, his bright eyes scanned the area eagerly, wondering what might happen today. He was genuinely excited.
“Huh?”
At that moment, Lin Fan noticed something happening ahead and immediately felt delighted. It seemed like an experience-generating target was waving at him.
Quickening his pace, Lin Fan shouted, “Senior Brothers, don’t argue! Let this junior brother help you settle it!”
The two disciples who had been arguing turned slightly to glance at him—and immediately turned pale with terror.
“Run! It’s him! Many of our senior brothers have recently fallen victim to him!”
The two, who had been arguing furiously just moments ago, suddenly acted like old friends who hadn’t seen each other in ages. They slung their arms around each other and immediately fled, not even waiting for Lin Fan to call after them as they sprinted away.
“What the heck?” Lin Fan stood there stunned, completely taken aback by the situation.
Lin Fan sighed, shaking his head. This unexpected turn of events had caught him off guard.
But Lin Fan’s heart was strong. A temporary setback wouldn’t stop his progress.
He continued forward, searching for more opportunities.
To Lin Fan, although the Outer Sect was generally peaceful, conflicts and arguments still happened frequently. Therefore, he wasn’t worried about having nothing to do.
This time, Lin Fan’s eyes lit up again as he approached, but he was smarter this time—he walked directly in front of the two arguing disciples and began asking questions.
However, something a bit frustrating happened.
As soon as the two disciples saw Lin Fan, their expressions changed instantly, as if they had seen a ghost.
“Stealer of Peaches Maniac…”
One disciple blurted out, then immediately realized what he had said, clamped his mouth shut in fear, and ran off without thinking twice.
Lin Fan, who had been quite interested just moments ago, heard this and his expression changed too, showing disbelief.
Stealer of Peaches Maniac?
Was that referring to him?
“You…” Lin Fan felt a surge of joy. How long had he been in the Outer Sect to already earn such a nickname? “Stealer of Peaches Maniac”—not bad, not bad at all.
But when Lin Fan tried to call out to stop the fleeing disciple, the other just ran off like he had seen a ghost.
Lin Fan felt helpless. Could it be that his reputation in the Outer Sect had really become this terrifying?
Unscientific. Simply unscientific.
…
By the end of the day, Lin Fan’s originally enthusiastic mood had completely turned into helplessness.
Now, whenever Outer Sect disciples saw him, they ran away like they had seen a ghost. The moment they spotted him, they immediately withdrew.
Other disciples, upon seeing him, became even more cautious, as if fearing they might be “peach victims” too.
Lin Fan sighed. It seemed that the strategies he had planned were no longer effective among the Outer Sect disciples.
He would need to change tactics in the future.
At that moment, Lin Fan thought of the Top Ten Outstanding Outer Sect Disciples. It seemed he needed to go check them out sometime.
If these top ten disciples had excessively high cultivation, making it impossible for his “Indestructible Demon Body” to handle, he would need to be patient.
But if he could handle them, then a round of mockery was definitely in order.
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Evening.
Lin Fan sneaked out mysteriously. The outside was nearly deserted, and most disciples in the sect had already gone to sleep, giving Lin Fan the chance to begin his forging journey.
During the day, Lin Fan had been thinking about a question—perhaps this secondary profession was based on equal exchange. After all, how could one forge a divine weapon with just a simple brick?
Therefore, Lin Fan planned to test this theory the next day. Tonight, he would just use bricks to level up. His secondary profession, “Blacksmith,” was already at level seven.
If he worked hard tonight, he might successfully level up to eight.
Lin Fan arrived at a residential area belonging to an unknown disciple and made sure to remind himself to only tear down the fences tonight, not the houses.
“Ding! Congratulations on forging a broken brick. Experience +1.”
“Ding! Congratulations on forging a pile of mud. Experience +1.”
…
Experience continued to increase bit by bit. The materials were still just bricks and mud, but Lin Fan had already accepted the reality. Perhaps, as he suspected, junk could never be forged into anything good.
The night was beautiful and the surroundings were quiet. At this moment, Lin Fan worked like a diligent little bee.
One brick after another was thrown into the furnace by Lin Fan. Once one fence was destroyed, he would move to another location.
“Ding! Congratulations on forging a broken brick. Experience +1.”
“Ding! Congratulations on forging a broken brick. Experience +1.”
…
As the sky gradually brightened, Lin Fan stopped his work and prepared to sneak away. Tonight had gone well—he had destroyed four fences.
His secondary profession, “Blacksmith,” had already reached level nine, just a small distance away from the next level.
Before leaving, Lin Fan casually grabbed the last brick. He planned to end his work for today. Although this secondary profession seemed unimportant, Lin Fan had played many games before and knew that secondary professions were often the most powerful. If he could reach the peak, he could easily dominate any battlefield.
Lin Fan threw the final brick into the furnace without much thought and stood up to leave, already expecting another broken brick.
“Ding! Congratulations on forging the supreme divine artifact, ‘The Great Red Brick of 95.'”
“Ding! Congratulations on forging the supreme divine artifact. Blacksmith Level +1.”
“Ding! Congratulations on advancing from Level 10 Blacksmith to Master Blacksmith.”
“Ding! Congratulations on forging the supreme divine artifact. Character Experience +8,000,000.”
“Ding! Congratulations on unlocking the character storage space.”
…
Lin Fan, who had been about to leave, froze in place upon hearing these notifications.
“What the… I got a rare item!”
Lin Fan couldn’t believe his ears at that moment. It felt like a dream. He had already completely lost hope in bricks. After all, you could never forge a diamond from a lump of mud—it belonged to a completely different level.
But now, Lin Fan was extremely excited. After so many days of breaking countless bricks, just as he was about to return home, he had forged a divine artifact. What did this mean? It meant that heaven itself was smiling upon him!
Without hesitation, Lin Fan suppressed his excitement and ran off. No matter what, he needed to return and examine everything carefully. If any Outer Sect disciples saw him here, it would be impossible to explain.
Back in his room, Lin Fan immediately shut the door and excitedly lay on his bed.
Reaching level ten in the Blacksmith profession marked the completion of one stage. Now he had advanced to Master Blacksmith and gained eight million experience points from forging the divine artifact—more than what he had received from taking the “Supreme Pill.” It was almost unbelievable.
Last night, after doing something he felt guilty about, Lin Fan sensed a slight sadness in his heart, though it was fleeting. As he stepped out of the room, his spirit felt uplifted.
Although nowadays, apart from the top ten outstanding disciples of the outer sect, there wasn’t much to look forward to, even a mosquito is still meat. They might not contribute much experience to the “Indestructible Demon Body,” but they were still good for gaining experience in “Monkey Steals the Peach.”
When Lin Fan arrived outside the canteen, his bright eyes darted around, curious about what might happen today, feeling a bit of anticipation.
“Eh?”
At that moment, Lin Fan noticed something happening ahead and felt a surge of joy. It seemed like an experience booster was waving at him.
Lin Fan quickened his pace and shouted, “Brothers, don’t fight! Let me help you resolve this.”
The two disciples who were arguing turned their heads upon hearing Lin Fan’s voice and were instantly terrified.
“Let’s go! It’s him! Many of our brothers have fallen victim to him recently.”
The two, who had been red-faced in anger, suddenly acted like long-lost friends, arm in arm, and immediately retreated without waiting for Lin Fan to call out, running away as fast as they could.
“What the hell?” Lin Fan was dumbfounded by the scene, utterly confused.
Lin Fan sighed and shook his head, caught off guard by the situation.
But Lin Fan’s heart was strong, and a temporary setback couldn’t stop him.
He then moved forward, looking for another opportunity.
For Lin Fan, the area where the outer sect disciples resided, though generally harmonious, often saw quarrels and fights, so he wasn’t worried about being idle.
At that moment, Lin Fan’s eyes lit up again as he approached, but this time he was smarter, going directly in front of the two and asking them a question.
However, something frustrating happened.
As soon as the two saw Lin Fan, their expressions changed as if they had seen a ghost.
“The Peach-Stealing Demon…”
One of them blurted out, then immediately shut his mouth as if he had done something wrong, and without another word, ran away.
Lin Fan, who had been quite interested, was stunned upon hearing this, looking somewhat incredulous.
The Peach-Stealing Demon?
Was he referring to me?
“You…” Lin Fan felt a surge of joy. How long had he been in the outer sect? And already he had such a nickname, the Peach-Stealing Demon. Not bad, not bad.
But when Lin Fan tried to call out to them, they ran away as if they had seen a ghost.
Lin Fan felt helpless. Had his reputation in the outer sect really become this bad?
It didn’t make sense, it really didn’t.
…
By the end of the day, Lin Fan’s initially enthusiastic heart was now filled with helplessness.
Now, the outer sect disciples fled at the sight of him, as if he were a ghost.
And other disciples, upon seeing him, became even more cautious, as if afraid he would steal their peaches.
Lin Fan sighed, realizing that his usual tactics wouldn’t work with the outer sect disciples.
He would have to change his strategy.
At that moment, Lin Fan thought of the top ten outstanding disciples of the outer sect. It seemed he would need to investigate them when he had the chance.
If their cultivation levels were too high for the “Indestructible Demon Body” to handle, he would need to take it slow.
But if he could handle them, he would definitely mock them.
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At night.
Lin Fan sneaked out mysteriously. With few people around and the sect disciples asleep, he had the opportunity to start his forging journey.
During the day, Lin Fan had pondered a question: perhaps this secondary profession was about equivalent exchange. After all, how could one forge a divine weapon from a mere brick?
So Lin Fan decided to experiment tomorrow, and tonight he would use these bricks to level up. His secondary profession, Craftsman, was already at level seven.
With a bit of effort tonight, he might be able to reach level eight.
Lin Fan arrived at an unnamed disciple’s residence, promising himself that tonight he would only dismantle the walls, not the house.
“Ding, congratulations on forging a broken brick, experience +1.”
“Ding, congratulations on forging a pile of mud, experience +1.”
…
The experience was still increasing bit by bit, and the materials were still bricks and mud, but Lin Fan had now relaxed. Perhaps it was as he thought: waste products really couldn’t forge anything good.
The night was beautiful, and the surroundings were quiet. Lin Fan worked diligently, like a busy little bee.
One by one, bricks were thrown into the furnace. After one wall was demolished, Lin Fan would move to another location.
“Ding, congratulations on forging a broken brick, experience +1.”
“Ding, congratulations on forging a broken brick, experience +1.”
…
As the sky gradually brightened, Lin Fan stopped his work, preparing to quietly leave. Tonight’s progress was good; he had demolished four walls.
His secondary profession, “Craftsman,” had also reached level nine, just a short distance from leveling up.
Before leaving, Lin Fan picked up the last brick, deciding to end it here. Although the secondary profession didn’t seem important, Lin Fan, having played games before, knew that these secondary professions could be the most powerful. If he could reach the pinnacle, he could dominate the field in minutes.
Lin Fan threw the last brick into the furnace, not paying much attention, and got up to leave, knowing it would just be another broken brick.
“Ding, congratulations on forging the supreme artifact ’95 Red Brick.'”
“Ding, congratulations on forging a supreme artifact, Craftsman level +1.”
“Ding, congratulations on advancing to Craftsman level ten, becoming a Craftsman Master.”
“Ding, congratulations on forging a supreme artifact, character experience +8,000,000.”
“Ding, congratulations on unlocking the character storage space.”
…
Lin Fan, who had been about to leave, froze upon hearing these notifications.
Holy crap… a red drop.
Lin Fan couldn’t believe what he was hearing, feeling as if he were in a dream. He had completely given up on bricks, thinking you could never forge a diamond from mud—they were just not on the same level.
But now, Lin Fan was ecstatic. After days of destroying countless bricks, just as he was about to leave, he had forged a divine artifact. What did this mean? It was like the heavens had opened their eyes.
Without overthinking, Lin Fan suppressed his excitement and ran back. No matter what, he needed to check it out in private. If the outer sect disciples saw him here, it would be hard to explain.
Back in his room, Lin Fan immediately closed the door and excitedly lay down on the bed.
Craftsman level ten was a milestone, and now he had advanced to Craftsman Master. Additionally, he had gained 8,000,000 experience points, more than what the “Supreme Pill” had given him, which was almost unbelievable.
With just over a million more experience points, he could break through to the Innate Realm.
Once in the Innate Realm, he would truly embark on the path of cultivation. Everything that seemed impossible before would become possible.
As for the character storage space, Lin Fan thought it was probably like the inventory in games, where you could store items.
All these seemed like great things to Lin Fan. He rubbed his hands together and began to carefully examine the supreme artifact.
Once he entered the Innate realm, he would truly embark on the cultivation path. All things previously considered impossible would become possible after reaching the Innate realm.
As for the character storage space, Lin Fan believed it was similar to an in-game inventory, capable of storing items.
All of these were great gains. Lin Fan rubbed his hands together excitedly and began examining the supreme divine artifact carefully and thoroughly.
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