The pharmacy that Lin Fan had acquired in Litian City was unremarkable and seldom visited. The previous owner lacked the capability to procure divine pills and elixirs, so naturally, many cultivators had stopped coming.
Lin Fan paid no heed to the lack of business. As long as the Great Sage’s injuries recovered, he would leave immediately.
Staying here also served as a temporary refuge, giving the Supreme Beings a chance to shift their focus elsewhere and stop relentlessly pursuing him.
After wandering for so long, Lin Fan also wanted a moment of peace and rest.
At that moment, a commotion erupted outside, as numerous imperial guards swarmed the city, seemingly searching for someone.
However, all of this meant nothing to Lin Fan, who paid it no mind.
Just then, barking echoed from outside.
Woof! Woof!
Lin Fan looked up and saw the young boy from before, but beside him stood a middle-aged man.
The man appeared ordinary, yet Lin Fan could sense the lingering aura of the pill he had given the boy earlier. Clearly, this was the boy’s father.
“Dad, this pill was given to me by him,” the boy pointed at Lin Fan.
Now that his father had recovered, the boy was naturally filled with gratitude and his impression of Lin Fan had instantly improved, bordering on admiration.
The middle-aged man himself was at the second Heaven God Realm and had considerable experience.
At first glance, he noticed that this benefactor before him had a completely restrained aura, showing no fluctuations, appearing like an ordinary person. But to the middle-aged man, mistaking Lin Fan for an ordinary person would truly be turning a blind eye.
Just that one divine pill was the most miraculous pill the man had ever seen.
Even the most precious divine pills could not instantly heal his injuries.
The injury had plagued him for years, causing him constant pain from internal damage. He had sought countless medicinal pills and remedies, but most only eased the pain without removing the root cause.
Plop!
“Thank you, benefactor, for saving my life. I, Yang Wantian, am forever grateful and willing to serve you as an ox or horse to repay your kindness,” Yang Wantian said with deep gratitude.
Lin Fan sat there, slightly raising his brow, “This place lacks a cleaner. You and your child may stay.”
Lin Fan wouldn’t be leaving here soon, so naturally, he needed a servant. Exchanging one pill for free labor—why not? Besides, Yang Wantian was probably more than willing.
“Thank you, Master, thank you, Master! This is my son, Yang Zhihang,” Yang Wantian said.
“Yang Zhihang?” Lin Fan slightly furrowed his brows, feeling the name was rather unremarkable.
“Master, is there something wrong with the name?” Yang Wantian sensed the unfathomable aura surrounding his new master.
“Not necessarily wrong, just feels too plain,” Lin Fan replied.
“I humbly request my Master to bestow a new name upon my son,” Yang Wantian said.
“Alright then. From now on, he shall be named Yang Batian. A name that exudes dominance, one that shall conquer all heavens,” Lin Fan said calmly.
To Yang Wantian, this name sent shockwaves through his heart. This name…?
Was it safe to even say it out loud without getting killed?
But now that his master had bestowed it, he naturally had to accept it.
“Master, this name is excellent,” Yang Wantian quickly replied.
“Dad, I still think Zhihang sounds better,” the child innocently said.
“No, Batian is better,” Yang Wantian insisted, though he secretly still preferred Zhihang. But now that his master had decided, he had to obey.
“You two can start cleaning. Don’t disturb me unless necessary,” Lin Fan then said, returning to his idle state.
“Yes, Master,” Yang Wantian nodded and quietly got to work.
To Yang Wantian, this master-apprentice ceremony seemed unusually simple—just a few sentences and it was decided. Everything happened so quickly.
A few days later.
Yang Wantian felt that the shop couldn’t continue like this—no business for days. As a servant, he naturally felt anxious.
He wanted to repay his benefactor and didn’t want the shop to remain so deserted.
“Master, business has been poor. I believe we should acquire some better pills,” Yang Wantian cautiously suggested.
“No need. This is fine. Also, your clothes are too old. Buy new ones,” Lin Fan flicked his sleeve, and ten thousand Saint Yang Pills landed on the table.
Saint Yang Pills were the standard currency now, and ten thousand was no small amount.
These were condensed from the spiritual energy of powerful cultivators.
For an average family, ten thousand Saint Yang Pills could last a year.
But for cultivators, ten thousand was just pocket change.
“Thank you, Master,” Yang Wantian immediately replied.
A few days later, Lin Fan would visit the hidden realm daily to check on the Great Sage.
At this moment, the Great Sage radiated golden light, waves of mighty energy rippling through the void. The destructive force within him surged, attempting to rise again.
Two opposing forces clashed, neither gaining an advantage. Yet Lin Fan clearly noticed that the Thunder Destruction Force was gradually weakening. It wouldn’t be long before it was completely expelled.
The Thunder Clan Patriarch’s palm strike had contained his full power. For the Great Sage to survive was already a miracle.
After all, the Great Sage didn’t possess a physical body as strong as Lin Fan’s.
On this day, the shop remained as deserted as ever, but suddenly, a large group of guards surrounded Lin Fan’s shop.
“We finally found him.”
The leader was a man exuding authority and dominance. Upon seeing Lin Fan, his eyes flashed with fury. Beside him stood Shang Qingcheng, the one whom Lin Fan had once trampled upon.
They had searched the city for days and finally found Lin Fan. How could they not be excited?
But they knew this man was powerful, so they had brought many elders with them.
“You…” Yang Wantian saw the guards and furrowed his brows, stepping in front of the shop’s entrance.
“Step aside,” Lin Fan softly said.
Facing this situation, Lin Fan remained completely indifferent. To him, these were just ants trying to provoke him.
Yang Wantian looked at Lin Fan and finally nodded, stepping aside.
“Everyone, this is the one. Capture him at all costs,” the eldest prince commanded fiercely.
“Yes,” the elders immediately nodded, then turned their gazes toward Lin Fan. To them, this young man was nothing to be feared. They believed that even if he had some strength, they could easily suppress him together.
Shang Qingcheng glared at Lin Fan with rage, “Despicable wretch, I will make you suffer endlessly.”
Sigh…
At this moment, Lin Fan sighed, putting down the small item in his hand.
“Heaven God Seventh Realm.”
“Heaven God Eighth Realm.”
“Heaven God Ninth Realm.”
“That’s all your strength? I told you not to provoke me. Now, you reap what you sow.”
In that moment, Lin Fan stood up, his calm demeanor sending a sharp chill through the elders’ hearts.
To them, this young man now loomed like a mountain, pressing heavily upon their souls.
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