Chapter 23: Isn’t This a Loss?
Editor: Hitesh_
In the outer sect dining hall, there was a rumor of a crazy peach stealing demon appearing there recently, who targeted the peaches of arguing brothers. This made many outer sect disciples fear for themselves, not knowing when the crazy peach stealing demon would target them.
And lately, many strange incidents have been occurring in the outer sect. In a single night, entire walls were stolen. This made everyone wonder who in the world would go and steal bricks?
Some disciples feared they would end up like Fang Han, waking up and discovering their entire house had disappeared. So before going to sleep, they would set up bells around their walls. If the wall demolition thief appeared and triggered the traps, they would be sure to capture him on the spot.
“Guys be careful, the crazy peach stealing demon has come.” At this moment, the peaceful outer sect dining hall broke into an uproar because one disciple had discovered that the crazy peach stealing demon was heading their way. Several outer sect disciples had suffered his attacks and had been reduced to lying in their rooms for the entire day, unable to move. This kind of pain was completely unbearable for an ordinary person.
Lin Fan, who was carrying a big bag, walked over from afar. To the fellow brothers that were avoiding him, Lin Fan paid them no heed, because he believed in a few moments they would all come running over to him begging and revering him as a treasure.
Lin Fan then came to an empty spot next to the dining hall entrance and lowered the bag he was carrying. He then took out a banner from within his chest and tied it to one of the entrance pillars.
“Those who are passing don’t miss out. Lower graded weapons flash sale…” Lin Fan stood there and shouted. The surrounding outer sect disciples saw him crazily shouting and expressed their disdain, but upon hearing the words ‘lower graded weapons flash sale,’ they all became enticed.
At this point, though the surrounding outer sect disciples were attracted by Lin Fan’s words, not a single person dared to step forth to ask, as they were afraid that upon being attracted over, their peaches would be stolen.
Lin Fan shouted with all his might, and seeing that he had caught everyone’s attention, he nodded in satisfaction. But a certain matter left Lin Fan speechless, ‘Why aren’t any of these guys coming forth? Perhaps low-grade weapons aren’t attractive enough?’ Lin Fan knew that for outer sect disciples, possessing a graded weapon was an extremely impressive feat.
Lin Fan refused to accept this and started glancing around, then found a disciple who was standing near him. “You, come here…” Lin Fan beckoned.
That disciple froze for a bit and retreated a few steps in fear, but Lin Fan did not give him a chance and directly went forth and started dragging him. “Come with me.” Lin Fan wanted to make this guy believe his words.
“No, senior brother, I just entered the outer sect a few days ago. Please don’t steal my peach.” The outer sect disciple dragged by Lin Fan was scared stiff. Although he had just entered the outer sect, he was familiar with the dining hall’s infamous crazy peach stealing demon.
Lin Fan rolled his eyes, not caring how this junior brother cried or begged, and directly dragged him in front of his stand, then removed the sect weapon on his back.
“Everyone take a look, behold, this is the weapon made by the outer sect blacksmith.” Lin Fan held the weapon up high while shouting and then picked up a sword from his stand.
“Now look over here, this is a lower graded weapon. You are about to witness a miracle, so don’t blink.” Lin Fan glanced at the outer sect disciples whose interest he had attracted and smiled, ‘I refuse to believe you all aren’t interested.’
“Watch carefully…” Lin Fan shouted out as the two swords clashed.
‘Clang…’
The sword crafted by the outer sect blacksmith was instantly sliced into two pieces, as one piece fell to the ground nosily.
“How’s that? There are only three, to the highest bidder.” Lin Fan then threw the other piece of the broken weapon onto the ground before returning to his stand, awaiting everyone to rush up.
“Senior brother, my sword…” The junior brother who saw his weapon being sliced into two by his senior brother was about to cry.
"Your sword is my sword…” Lin Fan replied with indifference. It was then that the surrounding outer sect disciples who were watching all came rushing forth crazily. They had all seen clearly what had just happened. The weapon crafted by the outer sect blacksmith had been easily sliced in half as if it was slicing through clay.
At the same time, the sword gave off a shiny and sleek appearance. It was obviously a graded weapon from one glance.
“Junior brother Lin, how are you selling this sword?”
“Junior brother Lin, you name a price I’ll buy it.”
…
At this moment, seeing the outer sect disciples scrambling in front of him, Lin Fan let out a bright smile within his heart, ‘I already said Yours Truly would become a hot commodity.’ It was difficult to rely on them to level up now, so he could only rely on medicine, ‘When Yours Truly reaches postcelestial and applies for admission into the inner sect, at that time this entire world will be mine to enjoy.’
At the same time, Lin Fan also expressed deep resentment for these despicable disciples who hadn’t broken through to the postcelestiial stage yet, ‘It’s because of these guy Yours Truly has such difficulty leveling up.’
“The Heaven-Piercing Sword, starting off at thirty circulation pills, goes to the highest bidder…” Lin Fan held up the sword in his hand and shouted.
“The Heaven-Piercing Sword, what a good name! Such domination! I must have this sword.”
“I bid thirty-one pills.”
“Hmph, only thirty-one pills and trying to get a lower graded weapon! In your dreams, I bid forty pills.”
“Forty-five pills.”
“Fifty pills.”
Seeing his fellow brothers fiercely bidding away, Lin Fan gave off a brilliant smile within his heart, ‘Just slightly fix up a pile of scrap metal and I can then sell it. This is such a steal!’
“I bid one hundred pills.”
As soon as this person shouted out one hundred pills, everyone went silent. The outer sect disciples were able to collect thirty circulation pills each month. Though the circulation pill was a common item in the outer sect, because it was a pill that assisted with training, many disciples usually just ate them all within the days. So, very few disciples saved up that many.
“One hundred and fifty pills.”
Lin Fan glanced at the disciple that bid one fifty pills. He had never seen him before. Although he stood there calmly, Lin Fan could tell from his eyes the desire he had for this sword. Though Lin Fan had only been in the sect for more than a year, he still understood one thing.
In this world, everyone only cared about one thing.
There was no end to cultivation, to begin with, so who would spend time cultivating something else? Cultivators were cultivators, blacksmiths were blacksmiths, alchemist were alchemist…
Cultivation didn’t have much to do with becoming the last two unless one was one of those top level experts whose cultivation base had already reached a certain level and couldn’t go any further in the meantime. Only then would one usually focus on other areas.
Though the Saint Devil sect was a big sect, they still couldn’t provide every disciple with a graded weapon.
“Two hundred pills.”
“Two hundred fifty pills.”
…
The bidding became very intense. Lin Fan realized many disciples weren't bidding and were only silently standing there watching. It seemed like they were waiting for the next weapon.
“One thousand pills…” And at this time, a man wearing white robes who was standing far away slowly walked over. The expressions of the surrounding outer disciples changed instantly upon seeing this person. Then everyone stepped aside, opening a path while staring in awe.
“It’s senior brother Yi.”
“One of outer sect’s top ten geniuses, Yi Zhongyu.”
“Looks like there is no hope for us. Since senior brother Yi has bid, there is no room for us. If we continue senior brother Yi will take offense.”
Many onlooking outer sect disciples understood that this lower graded weapon now had a master. But at this moment, Lin was thinking of one problem, ‘Isn’t this a loss for me?’
Chapter 24: My Fellow Two Brothers Hurry up Smash Me to Death with Your Circulation Pills
Editor: Hitesh_
At this time, Lin Fan was ecstatic. A big shot had arrived.
Yi Zhongyu was one of the outer sect’s top ten geniuses. His worth was most likely very high. Able to get within the top ten of over eight thousand outer sect disciples, he was definitely not bad.
Currently, among the outer sect’s top ten geniuses, Lin Fan had only met Meng Yangquan whose cultivation base was a sixth level pericelestial, yet he still pretended to be a pig roaming in the beginner’s zone.
Lin Fan was really grateful he had this system that allowed him to see any person’s cultivation base. Otherwise one day he might really be swallowed by that fake pig Meng Yangquan.
“Your sword, I will buy for one thousand pills.” Yi Zhongyu’s white robes fluttered about, his mighty presence and prideful aura could be distinguished in one glance.
“Senior brother, though a price of one thousand pills is very high, we still need to see if there are any other competing prices.” Though Lin Fan naturally knew he was one of the outer sect’s top ten geniuses, he pretended to not know. If he ended up messing up his flow and ended up getting decimated by this guy, who would he go cry to?
“Hmph, not even knowing who senior brother Yi is…” Wang Tianfeng, who was unfriendly towards Lin Fan, snorted coldly. Yi Zhongyu smiled and confidently said, “I believe my price is the highest. Among the fellow brothers here, no one will be able to offer more than me.” Yi Zhongyu was very confident and looked around, making the surrounding disciples sigh.
Although one thousand circulation pills were a lot, it was not like no one had more. It was all because of Yi Zhongyu’s position. Naturally, they couldn’t offend one of the sect’s top ten for a fleeting interest. Lin Fan smiled and glanced at Yi Zhongyu. Above his head floated the words sixth level postcelestial.
To Lin Fan, the cultivation base was just a little bit high, but compared to Meng Yangquan, the difference was still huge. And he had already reached postcelestial but still remained in the outer sect, yet another stubborn person. When an outer sect disciple reached postcelestial stage, they could become an inner sect disciple. But this option was entirely voluntarily.
Some outer sect disciples still refused to leave the outer sect even after reaching postcelestial stage because upon entering the inner sect, all their fellow disciples would have high cultivation bases so it wouldn’t be as relaxing as in the outer sect.
Although the training resources differed vastly, for some stubborn people, they would rather be a chicken’s head than a phoenix's tail.
A bit later under a certain roof…
Two figures stood there silently. The female was incredibly beautiful like a celestial maiden while the male devilishly handsome but also a bit cold. “Senior brother Meng, the lust and streak of that sword, it’s so pretty.” The eyelashes of the woman fluttered as she gentle whispered with a delicate demeanor.
“Junior sister, since you like it, your senior brother will, of course, satisfy your desire.” the icy demeanor of the cold looking man melted when facing the woman. His expression brightened, and his eyes became filled with the color of love.
“Senior brother Meng, it’s not worth upsetting Yi Zhongyu over this mere lower graded sword.” Ni Mingyang, who was standing behind those two, said carefully.
“Mingyang, no need to say so much. It’s fine as long as junior sister Chenyu likes it.” Meng Yangquan’s mind had already been made up.
Ni Mingyang didn’t say anything more as he looked at the wrinkled brows of Chenyu, ‘She is essentially a succubus. Senior brother Meng’s entire future has been destroyed by this succubus.’ Senior brother Meng’s decision couldn’t be changed clearly, so Ni Mingyang also became speechless, ‘Just how did a talented person like senior brother Meng get to know a succubus like her? Senior brother does all he can to raise his cultivation base, but this Mu Chenyu trash just won’t advance and has remained stuck at fourth level precelestial. The amount of medicinal pills senior brother prepared, even if one were a pig, they would have long reached postcelestial level.’
…
Just when Yi Zhongyu was certain this lower graded weapon would be his, a faint voice came from far away.
“Two thousand pills.”
The surrounding disciples were all startled. Senior brother Yi had already named his price, and now someone dared to bid against him. Did they perhaps have a death wish?
But upon seeing the bidder, everyone became even more shocked. No one had expected to see senior brother Meng.
Ranked number one of the sect’s top ten geniuses, senior brother Meng…
Yi Zhongyu frowned slightly, looking to see who dared to compete against him. But upon seeing the person, his expression immediately changed. At this point, Lin Fan’s heart was bursting with joy. The head big shot just appeared.
…
“Junior brother Lin, you…” Ni Mingyang followed senior brother Meng and seeing that the person conducting the lower graded weapons flash sale was his junior brother Lin, was surprised and also in disbelief.
“Oh, senior brother Ni.” Lin Fan smiled.
“Junior brother Lin, this is a little unexpected.” Ni Mingyang smiled at the moment. He was rather amazed towards junior brother Lin who had somehow managed to obtain these lower graded weapons to sell since he had just entered the sect recently.
While Lin Fan was conversing with Ni Mingyang, Yi Zhongyu also began conversing with Meng Yangquan. “So senior brother Meng is trying to compete with his junior.” Yi Zhongyu was bitter inside but kept a smile on his face.
Though the outer sect seemed rather calm, in truth, within the ranks of the sect’s top ten geniuses there had been quite a few fights. All the top ten disciples had a rank, with Meng Yangquan steadily claiming the number one spot. While the remainder although appeared friendly on the surface, the infighting between them was actually rather fierce.
“Junior brother Yi is mistaken. Your senior brother isn’t actually interested in the sword. Just that junior sister Chenyu rather likes it, so I can only hope junior brother will endure the pain.” Meng Yangquan said dismissively.
Yi Zhongyu glanced at the woman standing next to Meng Yangquan, his heart enraged. Being so enticed by a single woman, how is this self-discipline? It’s just a disgrace to oneself!
“Senior brother Meng, junior sister Chenyu already has a middle graded weapon, the Jade Bell Dragon you gifted her. I believe she has no use for this lower graded sword. So how about letting me have it?” Although Meng Yangquan had already spoken, Yi Zhongyu refused to concede.
‘I already have to be under you in rankings, don’t expect me to let you on other things.’ Meng Yangquan shook his head, “In that case, the highest bidder shall have it.”
Lin Fan had been talking with senior brother Ni but at the same time still kept an ear on the two people’s conversation. Upon seeing them coming to a disagreement, Lin Fan’s heart became even more joyful, ‘It’s good they came to a disagreement. Only then can I earn more profit.’ I already said this before, professions were where all the money came from.
“Three thousand circulation pills, junior brother Yi go ahead with your bid.” "Meng Yangquan said with a smile.
Yi Zhongyu’s expression was livid. For the sixth level postcelestial Yi Zhongyu, he didn’t actually have any need for a lower graded weapon. It was just in his earlier years he had fallen down a cliff and managed to come across a manual containing a mysterious martial skill. The cultivation of this martial skill didn’t require him to train his body but instead needed him to absorb various graded weapons into his body.
Named 《Infinite Swords》
This lower graded sword at most was only worth around three thousand circulation pills. If he continued to bid, it wouldn’t be worth it. But at this point, they weren’t merely just competing for a sword anymore, they were competing for their pride.
Especially when Yi Zhongyu saw the bland expression on Meng Yangquan’s face, he became further enraged. Lin Fan at this point brushed aside Ni Mingyang and awaited the upcoming storm.
‘My fellow two brothers, please hurry up smash me to death with your circulation pills.’
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