Lin Fan was quite disappointed by the so-called “Minor Heaven Pill” from the Heaven and Earth Merchant Guild, which had been exaggerated to near-mythical levels. It was clearly a scam, but at least it had some use—it added two million experience points for Lin Fan.
Lin Fan was utterly dissatisfied with his current先天 sixth-stage cultivation. For someone like him, brimming with love and a sense of justice, the path ahead was undoubtedly going to be filled with trials and challenges.
He wouldn’t dare to call himself the messenger of love and justice without reaching the Greater Heaven Stage.
As for leaving a steaming pile of crap behind after taking the pill, that was absolutely unintentional.
Lin Fan felt that this “Bloodburst Pill” must have been poisonous. Right after taking it, he had an uncontrollable urge to take a dump—how could anyone resist that?
Luckily, there was plenty of space for him to relieve himself.
…
After returning to Tianfu Academy, Lin Fan immediately assigned his fifteen loyal followers a new task—to investigate where disciples from various sects were staying or which places they frequented.
Lin Fan planned to launch a rescue mission. Originally, this had nothing to do with him, but Heaven cherishes life, and if he didn’t save them, who would?
His students, although not particularly strong in cultivation, were quite skilled at gathering information, and they quickly returned with reports.
“Teacher, tonight the Thirteenth Prince has invited the sect disciples to gather at the Moon-Brushing Pavilion,” the students reported.
Lin Fan was momentarily stunned. His time in the Great Yan Empire had been brief, and he wasn’t familiar with some of the more poetic-sounding names.
Eventually, Xiao Ze, who was well-versed in such matters, explained.
To put it elegantly, the Moon-Brushing Pavilion was a place where refined scholars gathered to compose poetry, enjoy music, and indulge in romantic pursuits. To put it bluntly, it was a brothel.
Lin Fan was surprised to hear that the sect disciples would actually go to such a place. But thinking about it, most sects were dominated by male disciples, and opportunities for romantic encounters were scarce. Only a few could truly display their masculinity and fulfill their desires.
For others, whose looks or cultivation levels prevented them from finding a partner, their only companion was their right hand.
Now that they were in the imperial capital, and someone else was footing the bill, this was their chance to finally let loose.
Moreover, with the “Minor Heaven Pill” being so heavily advertised, the sects wouldn’t have sent ordinary disciples. Whether the senior mentors leading them would also indulge in such pleasures at the Moon-Brushing Pavilion remained uncertain.
Nighttime arrived.
The night market of the Great Yan Empire came alive, bustling with people flowing through the streets. For a historically rich imperial city, its true splendor could only be experienced at night.
The city glittered with countless lights, illuminating the entire sky.
Lin Fan was a man of taste. Although tonight was a mission to save sect disciples, he couldn’t just go out dressed carelessly.
He took some time to buy a new outfit, and when he wore it, he looked quite different—handsome and elegant, like a refined young noble.
Arriving at the Moon-Brushing Pavilion and seeing the building before him, Lin Fan couldn’t help but smile. “Good, good. Blue glazed tiles and red eaves—truly luxurious.”
No wonder it was the brothel of the imperial city. Its grand exterior alone was enough to intimidate many people, as such opulence usually meant exorbitant prices.
Lin Fan smiled charmingly, opened his paper umbrella, held his head high, and walked in with a dignified posture. With his current attire, what possible problem could there be?
However, just as he reached the entrance, two guards blocked his way.
“Please show your invitation.”
“Invitation?” Lin Fan was taken aback. This damned brothel even required an invitation? How pretentious could they be?
“We’re hosting sect disciples tonight. No outsiders allowed without an invitation. Please leave if you don’t have one.”
“I…” Lin Fan was about to say something but swallowed his words, then smiled at the two guards. “I forgot to bring my invitation. I’ll go get it right away.”
Lin Fan turned back, scratching his chin. Where the hell was he supposed to get an invitation now? He had considered using invisibility, but he was afraid—his current cultivation level was still too low to move silently. If there were any experts inside who noticed something suspicious, it could end in disaster.
Just then, an idea struck him. Ahead, he spotted a young disciple from some unknown sect looking at something at a stall, holding an invitation in his hand.
Lin Fan took a closer look. The disciple looked about thirteen or fourteen years old. What was a child doing going to a brothel? The decadent atmosphere there would surely harm his mental well-being. As a person filled with justice, how could Lin Fan allow such a thing to happen before his eyes?
He had to save them, no matter what.
Pretending to be casual, Lin Fan approached the boy. “Young friend, are you heading to the Moon-Brushing Pavilion later?”
“Yes. Who are you?” The young sect disciple looked at Lin Fan in confusion.
“May I ask which sect you’re from?” Lin Fan smiled and asked.
“Hunyuan Sect. My name is Huang Xiao Chun.” Huang Xiao Chun didn’t suspect Lin Fan, as they were in the imperial city, and he couldn’t sense any cultivation energy from him, so he assumed Lin Fan was an ordinary person.
“Hello, Brother Huang. I just saw a glowing stone ahead, with a hint of red light. Since you’re a sect disciple, and presumably experienced, I was hoping you could help me check it out,” Lin Fan made up a story that was hard to believe, but Huang Xiao Chun actually bought it.
Huang Xiao Chun’s expression changed instantly, and he quietly grabbed Lin Fan’s arm. “Shh, brother, let’s not make a scene. I’ll go with you to take a look.”
Huang Xiao Chun was secretly delighted. The sect leader had said he had great fortune, and that this trip to the Great Yan Empire was meant to broaden his horizons. Unexpectedly, as soon as he set foot there, he encountered such a fortunate opportunity.
Then, Huang Xiao Chun followed Lin Fan into an alley.
After many twists and turns, Lin Fan had no idea where he had led Huang Xiao Chun. When there was no one else around, Lin Fan finally stopped.
Looking at Huang Xiao Chun, Lin Fan felt a pang of guilt. After all, this was still a child.
But then he thought again—how could someone so young go to such a place? Wasn’t that corrupting his innocent mind?
Once he convinced himself of this, Lin Fan no longer hesitated. He was doing a good deed—saving a life.
“Hey, brother, where’s this treasure you mentioned?” Huang Xiao Chun carefully examined the surroundings but saw nothing.
“Right here.”
“Where?” Just as Huang Xiao Chun turned his head, a red object came flying toward his forehead.
Smack!
A brick hit him on the head, and he fell into a daze.
Lin Fan quickly snatched the invitation from Huang Xiao Chun’s hand, then activated his “Flower-Brushing and Chrysanthemum-Patting Finger” technique instantly. Huang Xiao Chun broke into a cold sweat, his body going limp before Lin Fan finally stopped.
To avoid trouble, Lin Fan immediately found a rope, tied Huang Xiao Chun up, and dragged him into a nearby latrine.
There was a wooden sign on the latrine door. Lin Fan flipped it over to indicate the stall was occupied.
After finishing all this, Lin Fan dusted off his hands and hurried toward the Moon-Brushing Pavilion.
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