At this moment, Lin Fan seemed to be possessed, continuously throwing bricks into the furnace one after another.
Besides gaining experience, whatever he forged turned out either broken or just a pile of mud.
His secondary profession, Artisan, had already reached level four, yet he still kept producing useless junk. Lin Fan began doubting his life choices.
Could it be that after acquiring a secondary profession, he could only forge useless scrap?
Not even scrap metal, really.
Lin Fan panted heavily, staring at the pile of junk in front of him, nearly collapsing from frustration.
“This is not fair…” he roared furiously, entering a frenzied mode, reusing the junk before him and tossing it back into the furnace.
At this moment, Lin Fan seemed to be under a spell, continuously throwing bricks into the furnace, one after another.
Apart from gaining experience, all he forged were either broken pieces or lumps of mud.
Despite having reached level four in the secondary profession of blacksmithing, Lin Fan was still producing nothing but trash, which made him start questioning his life.
Could it be that even after unlocking this secondary profession, he was destined to only forge a pile of worthless scrap?
It wasn’t even worthy of being called scrap metal.
Breathing heavily, Lin Fan stared at the pile of junk in front of him, on the verge of a breakdown.
“I refuse to accept this!” Lin Fan roared, entering a frenzy as he decided to reuse the pile of junk by throwing it back into the furnace.
“Ding, material damaged and vanished.”
“Ding, material damaged and vanished.”
“How could this happen?” Lin Fan looked helplessly at the now empty courtyard. The three walls that once stood were completely gone, leaving the space wide open.
Despite having leveled up his blacksmithing skill to level four, he hadn’t managed to forge a single useful item.
At this moment, Lin Fan began to question his life and his blacksmithing abilities.
This was simply unscientific.
In the modern world, no matter what, he was considered a talented blacksmithing enthusiast.
How could it be that here, he couldn’t even produce a single piece of junk?
After a whole day of hard work, the sky darkened, and his fellow disciples who had gone to watch the outer sect examinations returned.
“Junior Brother Lin, where are the walls of your courtyard?” Yin Mochen, upon returning to his residence, was puzzled to see Lin Fan’s house completely bare.
“Ah, I don’t know. I opened my eyes, and they were gone. Senior Brother, how did the outer sect examinations go today?” Lin Fan didn’t want to say too much, as it was all too painful.
“It went very well. There were many promising talents today, a sign of the sect’s prosperity.” Yin Mochen spoke with excitement, but noticing Lin Fan’s gloomy expression, he grew concerned.
“Junior Brother Lin, are you alright? Why do you look so pale? Could it be that your injury from last time hasn’t healed yet? Damn it, Senior Brother Yi is so biased, he didn’t even give a proper response. I’ll go and demand an explanation for you tomorrow,” Yin Mochen said.
“No, Senior Brother, I’m just tired. I’ll head back now,” Lin Fan said, his head hanging low.
“Junior Brother…” Yin Mochen watched Lin Fan’s retreating figure with worry. His demeanor was so dejected. Was he really okay?
…
Lying in bed, Lin Fan let out a soft sigh. Today had been a complete disaster. All his efforts were in vain. If only he could produce something useful, it would have lifted his spirits.
But throughout the entire day, all he got was junk or things that vanished. Not a single decent item.
“Damn it…” Lin Fan pulled the blanket over his head, deciding to say no more and just sleep.
The room fell silent, the flickering flame of the oil lamp on the wooden table seemed to respond to Lin Fan’s mood.
The sky grew darker, and apart from the moon and stars illuminating the earth, everything else was quiet and peaceful.
“Ah, I refuse to accept this!” Lin Fan suddenly sat up, throwing off the blanket. His sleepiness was completely gone.
Without saying a word, Lin Fan got up and left the room, gradually disappearing into the darkness.
…
In one of the outer sect disciples’ residences, the lights were still on, indicating that the occupants were still awake.
Inside, Wang Tianfeng was happily holding a martial arts manual he had just received from Senior Brother Yi Zhongyu today.
“Burning Extinction Palm.”
Martial arts techniques were divided into four tiers: Heaven, Earth, Mystic, and Yellow.
This “Burning Extinction Palm” was a low-tier Mystic technique, something rare and valuable for Wang Tianfeng.
Outer sect disciples could only practice Yellow-tier techniques, while Mystic-tier techniques were reserved for inner sect disciples.
Wang Tianfeng eagerly flipped through the manual, memorizing the techniques. If he could master the “Burning Extinction Palm,” even that guy Ni Mingyang wouldn’t be a match for him.
Just thinking about Ni Mingyang made Wang Tianfeng furious. That despicable guy had gone to Senior Brother Yi to tattle on him. Fortunately, Senior Brother Yi was wise and didn’t pay him any attention.
Of course, Wang Tianfeng knew that Senior Brother Yi simply didn’t care about Ni Mingyang, as he wasn’t even worth his notice.
Wang Tianfeng memorized a few passages of the technique and then carefully tucked the manual into his robe, close to his body. He sat cross-legged and began practicing the technique.
“Knock, knock…”
At this moment, Wang Tianfeng frowned. Who could be knocking at this late hour?
“Knock, knock…”
The knocking continued relentlessly.
“Coming, coming! What are you doing not sleeping at this hour?” Wang Tianfeng grumbled as he went to open the door.
But when he opened the door, he was stunned. There was no one outside. Shaking his head, he cursed a few times and closed the door, then eagerly sat back down on the bed.
“Knock, knock…”
The knocking started again.
“Who is it?” This time, Wang Tianfeng didn’t get up, just shouted impatiently.
Seeing that the person outside was still knocking, Wang Tianfeng’s face turned livid with anger. He immediately got up and opened the door.
But to his utter frustration, there was still no one outside.
“Who’s there? Show yourself! Playing tricks in the middle of the night? I’ll beat you to a pulp!” Wang Tianfeng cursed loudly.
…
Hiding in the shadows, Lin Fan couldn’t help but laugh as he watched Wang Tianfeng’s furious reaction. His earlier frustration was completely swept away.
When Wang Tianfeng closed the door again, Lin Fan quietly crept forward, ready to pull the same trick once more.
But just as Lin Fan reached the door, Wang Tianfeng suddenly opened it.
Lin Fan was startled, clearly caught off guard.
Damn…
Wang Tianfeng had learned to play tricks too.
“Well, well, it’s you, kid. Seems like yesterday’s lesson wasn’t enough. Today, I’ll show you what happens when you mess with me.” Without hesitation, Wang Tianfeng threw a punch at Lin Fan.
“Kid, tonight I’ll see who can save you.” Wang Tianfeng was furious. This guy had been provoking him repeatedly, testing his patience.
“Bang…”
Wang Tianfeng’s punch, fueled by all his anger, landed on Lin Fan. In Wang Tianfeng’s mind, this punch would at least leave Lin Fan injured.
“Ding, congratulations! ‘Indestructible Demon Body’ experience +10.”
“Huh…” Lin Fan was stunned.
“Huh…” Wang Tianfeng was equally shocked.
“You…” Wang Tianfeng looked at Lin Fan in disbelief. How could this guy be unharmed?
Lin Fan, on the other hand, was surprised that the punch had only given him ten experience points.
What the hell…
“Alright, kid, I didn’t use my full strength just now. This time, I’ll make sure you feel it.” Wang Tianfeng, unwilling to believe that his punch had no effect, roared and prepared to unleash his full power, determined to make Lin Fan understand the consequences of provoking him.
But at that moment, Wang Tianfeng’s furious expression suddenly changed, becoming somewhat ecstatic and oddly satisfying.
“Damn… only ten points? Not worth it.” Lin Fan rolled his eyes, then turned and left with disdain.
“Ding, congratulations! ‘Monkey Steals the Peach’ experience +100.”
“Ding, defeated Wang Tianfeng at the sixth level of the Postnatal Realm, experience +500.”
…
“You… you…” Wang Tianfeng, who had been so aggressive moments ago, was now crouching down, clutching his crotch, tears streaming down his face. A wave of sorrow washed over him.
“Lin Fan, I swear I’ll never let this go!” Wang Tianfeng used his last ounce of strength to shout through his tears.
In the solemn night, Lin Fan’s faint voice echoed back.
“A weakling who only gives ten experience points…”
At this moment, Lin Fan seemed to be under a spell, continuously throwing bricks into the furnace, one after another.
Apart from gaining experience, all he forged were either broken pieces or piles of mud.
His secondary profession as a blacksmith had already reached level four, yet all he produced were still useless items. Lin Fan began to question his very existence.
Could it be that after unlocking this secondary profession, all he could forge was a heap of scrap metal?
Not even scrap metal, really.
Lin Fan, panting heavily, stared at the pile of junk before him, on the verge of a breakdown.
“I refuse to accept this!” Lin Fan roared, entering a frenzy mode, reusing the pile of junk by throwing it back into the furnace.
“Ding, material damaged and disappeared.”
“Ding, material damaged and disappeared.”
“How could this happen?” Lin Fan looked helplessly at the now empty courtyard. The three walls that once stood were completely gone, leaving the space wide open.
Despite his blacksmith level rising to four, he hadn’t forged a single useful item.
At this moment, Lin Fan began to question his life and his blacksmithing skills.
This is just not scientific.
In the modern world, no matter what, he was considered a talented iron enthusiast.
How come here, he couldn’t even produce a single piece of junk?
After a hard day’s work, the sky darkened, and his fellow disciples who had gone to watch the outer sect examinations returned.
“Junior Brother Lin, where are the walls of your courtyard?” Yin Mochen, upon returning to his residence, was puzzled to see Lin Fan’s bare house.
“Ah, I don’t know. I opened my eyes, and they were gone. How was the outer sect examination today, Senior Brother?” Lin Fan didn’t want to say much, as it was all too painful.
“It was great. There were many promising talents today, a boon for our sect.” Yin Mochen seemed excited, but seeing Junior Brother Lin’s gloomy expression, he grew concerned.
“Junior Brother Lin, are you alright? Why do you look so pale? Is it the injury from last time that hasn’t healed yet? Damn it, Senior Brother Yi is so biased, he didn’t even give a reply. I’ll go and demand an explanation for you tomorrow,” Yin Mochen said.
“No, Senior Brother, I’m just tired. I’ll head back now,” Lin Fan said, shrugging his head.
“Junior Brother…” Yin Mochen watched Lin Fan’s despondent back with worry. Is he really okay?
…
Lin Fan lay on his bed, sighing softly. Today was a complete waste of effort. If only something useful had come out of it, it would have lifted my spirits.
But all day, it was either junk or disappearance, not a single decent item.
“Screw it…” Lin Fan covered himself with the blanket, saying nothing more, and went to sleep…
The room fell silent, the oil lamp on the wooden table flickering slowly, as if responding to Lin Fan.
The sky grew darker, and except for the moon and stars illuminating the earth, everything else was quiet and peaceful.
“Ah, I refuse to accept this!” Lin Fan suddenly sat up, throwing off the blanket, completely awake.
Without saying a word, Lin Fan got up and left the room, gradually disappearing into the darkness.
…
At a certain outer sect disciple’s residence, the lights were still on, indicating that the person inside hadn’t slept yet.
Inside the room, Wang Tianfeng smiled as he took out a martial arts manual he had just received from Senior Brother Yi Zhongyu today.
“Burning Extinction Palm.”
Martial arts in the world are divided into four ranks: Heaven, Earth, Mystic, and Yellow.
This “Burning Extinction Palm” was a Mystic-rank lower-grade martial art, something Wang Tianfeng considered a rare treasure.
Outer sect disciples could only practice Yellow-rank martial arts, while Mystic-rank was reserved for inner sect disciples.
Wang Tianfeng eagerly flipped through the manual, memorizing the techniques. Once he mastered the “Burning Extinction Palm,” even Ni Mingyang wouldn’t be his match.
Thinking of Ni Mingyang, Wang Tianfeng felt a surge of anger. That despicable guy had gone to Senior Brother Yi to tattle, but fortunately, Senior Brother Yi saw through it and ignored him.
Of course, Wang Tianfeng knew that Senior Brother Yi simply didn’t consider Ni Mingyang worth his attention.
Wang Tianfeng memorized several passages of the techniques, then carefully tucked the manual close to his chest, sitting cross-legged to practice the techniques.
“Knock knock…”
At this moment, Wang Tianfeng frowned. Who could be knocking at this late hour?
“Knock knock…”
The knocking continued incessantly.
“Coming, coming, what are you doing not sleeping at this hour?” Wang Tianfeng grumbled.
When Wang Tianfeng opened the door, he was stunned. There was no one outside. He shook his head, cursed a few times, and closed the door, then eagerly sat back on the bed.
“Knock knock…”
The knocking started again.
“Who is it?” This time, Wang Tianfeng didn’t get up, just shouted impatiently.
Seeing that the person outside kept knocking, Wang Tianfeng’s face turned livid with anger, and he immediately got up to open the door.
But what made Wang Tianfeng even more frustrated was that there was still no one outside.
“Who is it? Show yourself! Playing ghost at this hour, I’ll beat you to death!” Wang Tianfeng cursed.
…
Hidden in the shadows, Lin Fan watched the furious Wang Tianfeng and couldn’t help but laugh, his previously gloomy mood lifting.
As Wang Tianfeng closed the door again, Lin Fan quietly approached, ready for another round.
But just as Lin Fan reached the door, Wang Tianfeng suddenly opened it.
Lin Fan was startled, clearly caught off guard.
Damn…
Wang Tianfeng actually knows how to play tricks now.
“So it’s you, kid. Seems like yesterday’s lesson wasn’t enough. Today, I’ll show you what happens,” Wang Tianfeng, seeing it was Lin Fan, didn’t hesitate and threw a punch.
“Kid, tonight I’ll see who can save you,” Wang Tianfeng was furious. This guy had been provoking him repeatedly, testing his patience.
“Bang…”
A punch filled with Wang Tianfeng’s full anger landed on Lin Fan. In Wang Tianfeng’s eyes, this time, it would surely cause serious injury.
“Ding, congratulations, ‘Indestructible Demon Body’ experience +10.”
“Huh…” Lin Fan was stunned.
“Huh…” Wang Tianfeng was in disbelief.
“You…” Wang Tianfeng looked at Lin Fan, unable to believe that he was unharmed.
Lin Fan, on the other hand, didn’t expect that this guy only gave him ten points of experience…
What the hell…
“Good kid, Grandpa didn’t use full strength just now. This time, I’ll make you feel it,” Wang Tianfeng, not believing that his punch had no effect, roared, ready to go all out and show this guy the terrifying consequences of provoking him.
But at this moment, Wang Tianfeng’s furious expression suddenly changed, becoming somewhat ecstatic, somewhat pleasurable.
“Damn… only ten points, boring,” Lin Fan rolled his eyes, then turned away in disdain.
“Ding, congratulations, ‘Monkey Steals the Peach’ experience +100.”
“Ding, defeated Wang Tianfeng of the sixth stage of the Postnatal Realm, experience +500.”
…
“You… you.” Wang Tianfeng, who had been full of bravado, now crouched down, clutching his crotch, tears streaming down his face, overwhelmed by a wave of sorrow.
“Lin Fan, I will never rest until you’re dead!” Wang Tianfeng used his last ounce of strength to roar through his tears.
In the solemn night, Lin Fan’s faint echo could be heard.
“Only ten experience, weakling…”
“How could this happen?” Lin Fan helplessly looked at the now-empty courtyard. Originally surrounded by walls on three sides, it was now completely exposed, visible from one end to the other.
Besides his Artisan level rising to four, he hadn’t produced anything useful at all.
At this moment, Lin Fan began questioning his life and doubting his forging skills.
It was just unscientific—completely unreasonable.
In the modern world, no matter what, he had been a gifted enthusiast of blacksmithing.
Yet here, he couldn’t even forge a single decent item.
After working hard the entire day, the sky had darkened, and the fellow disciples who went to observe the Outer Sect examination had returned.
“Junior Brother Lin, where’s the courtyard wall around your residence?” Yin Moyuchen returned to his quarters and, seeing Lin Fan’s bare house, asked in confusion.
“Oh, I don’t know. One moment it was there, the next it was gone. How did the Outer Sect examination go today, Senior Brother?” Lin Fan didn’t want to say much, because talking about it only brought pain.
“It went quite well. There were many promising candidates today—this is a sign of prosperity for our sect,” Yin Moyuchen replied excitedly. However, seeing Lin Fan’s gloomy expression, he became somewhat concerned.
“Junior Brother, are you alright? Why do you look so pale? Could it be that your previous injury hasn’t healed yet? That despicable Senior Yi is so protective of his favorites that he didn’t even give a response. Tomorrow, I’ll fight for justice on your behalf,” Yin Moyuchen said.
“No, Senior Brother, I’m just tired. I’m going back to rest first,” Lin Fan replied, lowering his head.
“Junior Brother…” Yin Moyuchen looked worriedly at his junior brother. That retreating figure seemed so dejected. Was everything really okay?
…
Lin Fan lay on his bed, sighing slightly. Today had truly been a disaster. All his efforts were in vain. If only something useful would come out, just to cheer him up a little.
But all day long, it had been nothing but junk and disappearances. Not a single decent item emerged.
“Damn it…” Lin Fan pulled the blanket over his head, said nothing more, and went to sleep…
At this moment, the room grew quiet. The flame of the oil lamp on the wooden table flickered gently, as if responding to Lin Fan.
The sky grew darker. Except for the moon and stars illuminating the earth, everything else was quiet and peaceful.
“Ahh, I refuse to accept this!” Suddenly sitting upright, Lin Fan threw off the blanket. Sleepiness completely gone.
Without saying much, he got up and left the room, gradually disappearing into the darkness.
…
At a certain Outer Sect disciple’s residence, the interior was brightly lit, clearly indicating that the occupant had not yet fallen asleep.
Inside the room, Wang Tianfeng was laughing heartily as he took out a martial arts manual. It was something he had just received from Senior Brother Yi Zhongyu.
“The Burning Extinguishing Palm.”
Martial arts manuals were divided into four ranks: Heaven, Earth, Man, and Yellow.
This “Burning Extinguishing Palm” belonged to the lower tier of the Man rank. For Wang Tianfeng, it was an invaluable martial art.
Outer Sect disciples could only practice Yellow-ranked techniques, while Man-ranked techniques were reserved for Inner Sect disciples.
Wang Tianfeng eagerly flipped open the manual, memorizing the cultivation techniques within. As long as he could fully master the “Burning Extinguishing Palm,” even Ni Mingyang wouldn’t be his match anymore.
Just thinking about Ni Mingyang filled Wang Tianfeng with anger. That annoying guy had gone to Senior Brother Yi and tattled on him. Fortunately, Senior Brother Yi was perceptive enough not to pay attention to Ni Mingyang.
Of course, Wang Tianfeng understood in his heart that Senior Brother Yi simply looked down on Ni Mingyang and wasn’t even worth his attention.
Wang Tianfeng memorized several sections of the technique, then carefully tucked the manual into his robe, sat cross-legged, and began cultivating the technique.
“Thud, thud…”
At this moment, Wang Tianfeng furrowed his brows. Who could be knocking at this late hour?
“Thud, thud…”
The knocking continued without pause.
“Coming, coming. Who’s up at this hour not sleeping?” Wang Tianfeng grumbled.
When Wang Tianfeng opened the door, he was stunned. No one was outside. He shook his head, muttered a few curses, and closed the door again, eagerly resuming his cross-legged position.
“Thud, thud…”
The knocking sounded again.
“Who is it?” This time, Wang Tianfeng didn’t get up but shouted impatiently.
Hearing someone still knocking persistently, Wang Tianfeng became furious, immediately got up, and opened the door.
But what made Wang Tianfeng even more frustrated was that there was still no one outside.
“Who’s there? Show yourself! Playing ghost pranks at this hour. I’ll beat you up!” Wang Tianfeng cursed.
…
Hiding in the shadows, Lin Fan watched Wang Tianfeng’s angry expression and couldn’t help but laugh. His previously gloomy mood completely vanished.
After Wang Tianfeng closed the door again, Lin Fan quietly approached, ready to knock again.
However, just as Lin Fan reached the door, Wang Tianfeng suddenly opened it.
Lin Fan was startled, clearly caught off guard.
What the…
Wang Tianfeng actually knew how to play tricks now.
“Got you! Looks like yesterday’s lesson wasn’t enough. Today, I’ll show you what happens next,” Wang Tianfeng immediately threw a punch upon recognizing Lin Fan.
“Kid, tonight, I’ll see who can save you,” Wang Tianfeng roared angrily. This guy had repeatedly provoked him, testing his patience.
“Bang…”
Wang Tianfeng’s furious punch landed on Lin Fan. In his mind, this punch would leave Lin Fan severely injured.
“Ding, congratulations! ‘Indestructible Demon Body’ experience +10.”
“Eh…” Lin Fan was somewhat surprised.
“Eh…” Wang Tianfeng was also incredulous.
“You…” Wang Tianfeng looked at Lin Fan in disbelief. How could this guy be unharmed?
Meanwhile, Lin Fan hadn’t expected that this guy would only grant him ten experience points…
What… what the heck…
“Good kid, I wasn’t using my full strength just now. Let me give you a real taste,” Wang Tianfeng clearly couldn’t believe that his punch had no effect on Lin Fan. He roared furiously, preparing to unleash his full strength to teach this guy a lesson about the terrifying consequences of provoking him.
But at this moment, Wang Tianfeng’s angry expression suddenly changed, turning into one of ecstasy and pleasure.
What… only ten points? Not even fun. Lin Fan rolled his eyes, clearly unimpressed, then turned and walked away.
“Ding, congratulations! ‘Monkey Steals the Peach’ experience +100.”
“Ding, defeated Wang Tianfeng at Later Heaven Sixth Stage, experience +500.”
…
“You… you…” The previously furious Wang Tianfeng, covering his crotch, squatted down in tears. At this moment, a sorrowful pain overwhelmed him.
“Lin Fan, I’ll never let this go…” Wang Tianfeng, with his last ounce of strength, tearfully roared.
In the solemn night, Lin Fan’s faint voice echoed.
“Just a weakling worth ten experience points…”
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