Lin Fan was pondering sothing.
He realized that the prodigies of these major sects always had an air of arrogance. This kind of ntality was great—because the prouder they were, the more spirit stones he could sell them for.
"It’s you... it’s you!"
At this mont, a furious roar rang out.
From the sound of it, it seed as though the person bore a grudge as deep as the ocean.
Lin Fan felt the voice was sowhat familiar. Turning around, he saw that it was indeed an old acquaintance. Wasn’t it none other than Xiang Junchen, the Young Master of the Red Dust Demon Sect, whom he had sold off?
"Ah, it’s you! As the saying goes, ’If destiny wills it, you’ll et again even if separated by a thousand miles.’ A glance back amidst the bustling lights, and there you are."
"Brother Xiang, how have you been lately?"
He noticed the plump young woman standing beside Xiang Junchen, accompanied by an old woman.
It was clearly Long Shangpo and her granddaughter.
Oh boy!
No wonder Xiang Junchen looked so haggard now. Even his steps seed wobbly—clearly, he’d been overly "dedicated" lately. After all, facing such an "imposing figure," ordinary "contributions" likely wouldn’t suffice.
Xiang Junchen was filled with such hatred he could almost devour Lin Fan alive. He then bellowed, "Everyone, look here! He’s the one targeted by the Red Dust Demon Sect’s Killing Order. Whoever kills him will receive a reward!"
He had long known that his father hadn’t given up on him yet.
Even if he couldn’t save him.
He surely wouldn’t let the other party get away unpunished.
As expected.
Under Xiang Junchen’s angry cries, the passersby around them all turned to look at Lin Fan. The recent uproar involving the Forbidden Land was still buzzing everywhere, and the Killing Order from the Red Dust Demon Sect also weighed heavily on their minds.
He paid no attention to their gazes.
Let them look.
What’s the big deal?
Given his current cultivation and abilities, these average folks couldn’t do anything to him. Even if a True Immortal showed up, it might end with them being counter-killed. Who knows?
Lin Fan turned his gaze to the plump young woman and smiled warmly. "Esteed fairy, may I ask if you’re satisfied with the item I auctioned off to you?"
Long Shangpo’s granddaughter, upon hearing Lin Fan address her as a "fairy," grew so excited that she slapped her massive palm onto Xiang Junchen’s face. Then, she pulled him into her embrace, her eyes sparkling with delight. "Satisfied. Oh, I’m absolutely satisfied! He’s my husband now."
Long Shangpo stood silently on the side.
She knew Lin Fan’s identity—he was a disciple of the Taiwu Immortal Sect.
Furthermore, for soone daring enough to provoke the Red Dust Demon Sect, it could only an he had substantial backing. She was also curious to see how this lad planned to resolve the situation.
At this mont, tears welled up in Xiang Junchen’s eyes. The humiliation he had endured during this period was unlike anything he’d ever experienced in his life.
His hatred burned furiously.
He wanted nothing more than to tear Lin Fan limb from limb.
"Fairy, you must uphold your matriarchal duties. While his cultivation has been crippled, his good looks remain. It’s inevitable he might harbor so wandering thoughts. You’d best keep a close watch," Lin Fan said casually.
Xiang Junchen almost exploded with rage.
What was this man implying?
What did he plan to do now? He wished Lin Fan would just spill everything outright. He, Xiang Junchen, wouldn’t even bat an eye, let alone flinch.
The plump girl declared, "That’s impossible. My husband wouldn’t dare think such thoughts—I trust him!"
"Well then, ask him. Does he like you?" Lin Fan asked.
The plump girl turned toward Xiang Junchen and said, "My husband definitely likes . Husband, tell —you like , don’t you?"
Looking at the grotesque woman before him, Xiang Junchen thought about how his body had already been defiled and how he was subjected to daily tornt, as though pinned under a mountain of fat.
It wasn’t just his body that suffered; his spirit was crushed as well.
With tears in his eyes and anguish in his heart, he finally uttered words that betrayed his soul.
"I... like you."
The truth was that he liked her so much he wanted to murder her.
If it had been a beautiful woman, he might have resigned himself. But now? Was this even human?
Upon hearing her husband’s heartfelt "confession," the plump girl was so overjoyed she transford into a cuddly critter, smothering Xiang Junchen’s face with kisses, drool flooding everywhere.
Xiang Junchen felt nauseous. What was once a fresh and handso face now reeked of foulness.
Lin Fan chuckled. "Liking soone isn’t just about empty words. Fairy, seeing how well-matched you two are, I’m sure your future children will be adorable and beautiful. However, there’s a widespread belief that n’s love for their children rarely matches that of won. They lack the experience of enduring ten months of pregnancy."
"But I have a suggestion. Perhaps your dear husband could experience pregnancy himself. That feeling would be truly unique."
"This would show genuine love, wouldn’t it? After all, he’d be willing to bear pain for you. Senior Long, don’t you agree?"
He knew Long Shangpo’s temperant. While he wasn’t sure how cruel she could be to others, he was certain she utterly doted on her granddaughter. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have paid such a high price for a "cripple."
"Mm," Long Shangpo simply uttered, her expression betraying nothing; she tacitly agreed.
Upon hearing Lin Fan’s words, Xiang Junchen’s eyes reddened as he glared at him. He had never imagined that soone could be so vile.
Disregarding Xiang Junchen’s fury, Lin Fan smiled and said, "Coincidentally, I have a thod I’d like to share with you. You can give it a try—it’ll definitely improve the bond between the two of you."
He then leaned in and whispered to the plump girl.
Xiang Junchen desperately wanted to know what was said.
But now, with his cultivation crippled, even his hearing was failing him. How could he possibly make sense of it?
After finishing his explanation, Lin Fan winked at Xiang Junchen. "Brother Xiang, you’re truly a lucky man to have encountered such a fairy. This is a blessing you couldn’t attain even in three lifetis."
To hell with blessings.
Xiang Junchen genuinely wanted to curse out loud.
Once filled with malice, if his cultivation hadn’t dissipated, he wouldn’t be venting his anger here—he would’ve already torn Lin Fan to shreds with bloody ans.
Lin Fan clasped his hands together. "Senior Long, I bid you farewell."
"Fairy, heed my advice, and I guarantee you’ll find happiness."
He then departed joyfully, leaving the wrathful Xiang Junchen far behind, as though it had nothing to do with him.
"Grandma, that young man is such a nice person. Not only did he call a fairy, but he also gave so much practical advice!" the plump girl said, elated.
Xiang Junchen was on the verge of vomiting blood.
If such a person were deed good, what could possibly qualify as evil?
At this mont.
Lin Fan noticed many individuals lurking around. It seed as though they were recording sothing, probably trying to capture his likeness. After all, the Killing Order from the Red Dust Demon Sect was still active.
Undoubtedly, soone would be tempted to profit from him soday.
Suddenly.
A shadow crashed into Lin Fan. The figure hastily said, "Fellow cultivator, my apologies!"
After saying this, the figure hurriedly left.
Lin Fan looked down at his clothes, then glanced at the departing figure’s back. A faint smile appeared on his face—it seed soone had an idea. Well, he’d give them a chance.
Even the Demon Ancestor of the Red Dust Demon Sect ca to attend this auction.
His last match with Long Shangpo had been a draw. Continuing to fight would’ve been a waste of ti. If it were a true life-or-death battle, the outco would’ve been hard to predict.
That madwoman was terrifyingly strong.
Most likely, it would’ve resulted in mutual destruction.
"Demon Ancestor, we’ve just received news. The one who sold the Young Master has appeared at the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion," a subordinate reported in a low voice.
The Demon Ancestor rose abruptly upon hearing this but hesitated for a mont. A flicker of light appeared in his eyes, as though he’d co to a realization after brief contemplation.
"Leave it for now. Tomorrow’s auction is the main priority. The Red Dust Demon Sect must win this ti—the divine dicine is non-negotiable."
The subordinate nodded in acknowledgnt.
After all, the Young Master’s situation was nearly irreparable. Moreover, they already knew the culprit—Lin Fan, a disciple of the Taiwu Immortal Sect.
He couldn’t escape.
The bigger issue was that the Taiwu Immortal Sect’s Sect Leader, Bai Qiu, was also present. Seeking trouble now would inevitably risk a confrontation with Bai Qiu, which wouldn’t end well.
For now, they chose patience.
The greater matters took precedence.
The next day!
Within the city of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, it was as though the powers that be had all vanished. Even the street vendors were nowhere to be seen. This was unprecedented in the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion.
But outside the auction house, a crowd had already gathered.
These were the vendors of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, along with a number of loose cultivators, all heatedly discussing among themselves.
"I wonder what the divine dicine looks like. Oh, what I’d give to step inside just for a glance."
"You’d best stop dreaming. Divine dicine is far too precious for people like us to see. Let tell you, only the truly powerful are inside today. Not one of them isn’t a big shot from a major sect."
"Wow! Even standing outside, I feel like I can sll the fragrance of the divine dicine. Just one whiff and I feel ntally invigorated!"
"Stop bluffing already. Seriously, can’t you go five minutes without lying? Fragrance? More like you’re slling your own farts!"
These were loose cultivators rely eking out a living in the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion.
They had no qualifications to enter the inner halls of the auction house.
Anyone inside was a person of status and importance.
Even those at the True Immortal Realm were often unqualified to enter. It wasn’t a question of strength—this particular auction for divine dicine demanded an exceptional amount of spirit stones to even participate. Without a sufficient fortune, entry was impossible.
After all, so True Immortal level experts were dirt poor. Cultivation tools, alchemy, and divine skill training drained resources at an astronomical rate.
If they couldn’t gather enough spirit stones in ti and weren’t willing to sell off their treasures, they could only stand outside and watch.
Throwing a tantrum?
Feel free.
But you’d have to consider whether the other big shots inside would allow it. Everyone was here for the divine dicine, not to tolerate anyone causing trouble.
Inside the auction hall.
"Fairy Huang, this auction is likely going to shatter the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion’s historical records for highest bids!" Lin Fan remarked eagerly. He was absolutely dying to know just how many spirit stones the auction would fetch.
The numbers would undoubtedly be astronomical.
He knew that as long as the effects of this divine dicine were revealed, it would drive everyone present into madness.
"Indeed, it’s bound to break historical records. Divine dicine is incredibly rare. The appearance of just one is enough to drive people to clash over it incessantly. That said, I can’t help but wonder—if one day the Forbidden Land were to be breached, would divine dicine beco as common as cabbages?" Huang Lier mused aloud.
Lin Fan smiled knowingly. "That’s impossible. Even if the Forbidden Land were breached, divine dicine wouldn’t turn into cabbages. Besides, I don’t think the Forbidden Land can ever be fully explored. You’ve seen the entities that dwell there; only celestial beings descending from the Immortal Realm might stand a chance at contending with them."
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