Very soon.
The waiter served nurous dishes of delicacies.
Lin Fan glanced at the woman opposite him—such a vulgar woman. Just fooling around, and yet she’s taking it seriously? Wanting benefits without even holding hands? Did you think making money these days was that easy?
The Holy Empress was imnsely annoyed by Lin Fan, but there wasn’t even a trace of killing intent. She simply felt that this brat deserved a beating. Now she understood a bit why the Demon Ancestor had been so bent on taking his life.
Soone who spoke like this—no one could put up with it.
What on earth did he an by what he just said?
Why did it feel like sothing was slightly off?
Lin Fan held a drumstick in his hand, eating and watching her at the sa ti. The scene felt a bit odd, giving off a strange and indescribable vibe.
The Demon Ancestor was suppressing the rage burning within his heart.
If it weren’t for the fact that this was the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, he would have already struck. Last ti, Lin Fan had escaped because soone had helped him. This ti, no matter what, he wouldn’t let Lin Fan get away.
But there was one thing he never realized.
The Lin Fan of today was no longer the Lin Fan of the past.
"Sigh, the illustrious Demon Ancestor eating so poorly—it really makes one look down on you."
Lin Fan didn’t provoke the Demon Ancestor directly. Instead, he chewed his food while muttering to himself. Although his gaze wasn’t fixed on the Demon Ancestor, he clearly ntioned him by na.
Crack!
The chopsticks in the Demon Ancestor’s hand snapped. The veins on his neck bulged as Lin Fan’s incessant antics caused his heart of darkness to tremble. This decisive, ruthless Demon Ancestor had never before felt such a thirst for blood as he did now.
"You’re enraged over just a few words? Your cultivation is lacking," Lin Fan remarked.
The grudge between Lin Fan and the Demon Ancestor had long been established. If they were to et and he didn’t mock him, would it make sense to act politely and fake a friendly greeting?
Obviously, that wouldn’t happen.
The surrounding diners had already settled their bills and fled far away, fearing they’d get caught in the crossfire.
What an audacious brat—he doesn’t even take the Demon Ancestor seriously. Aren’t you afraid he’ll pin you to the ground and crush you?
"Brat, are you bold enough to step outside the city with right now?"
The Demon Ancestor finally couldn’t bear it anymore. He turned to Lin Fan with fury in his eyes, desperate to slay him on the spot to vent his pent-up hatred.
"Hmm?" Lin Fan raised his brow, perplexed. "What’s the matter? Are you getting ideas? Or are you so eager to be subdued by and then sold off in the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion? If you’re actually into that, I can totally make your dream co true."
"Father and son serving one woman together—what a bizarre tale. Just imagining it gives chills of excitent."
BANG!
The Demon Ancestor erupted in rage. Demonic Qi boiled over as he slamd his palm onto the table, splitting it into fragnts. The dishes and wine spilled all over the ground, creating utter chaos.
The Holy Empress activated a glowing barrier, shielding herself from the ss.
"Shopkeeper! Soone’s causing trouble and shattered your table. Hurry over and make them pay up! In all my life, I’ve never seen anyone this shaless—breaking things while eating and acting like nothing happened," Lin Fan shouted loudly.
The shopkeeper rushed over at the commotion. When he saw the shattered table and the spilled food and drink, his expression turned a bit stiff.
Of course.
In the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, where he conducted business under their protection, he cared little about the custor’s identity.
Even if it was the Demon Ancestor, so what?
If compensation was necessary, it had to be paid.
"Sigh, getting old, yet your temper is still this bad. Don’t you know how to practice composure? It’s truly embarrassing." Lin Fan leisurely ate his al, treating the Demon Ancestor like a foolish sheep he was shearing far too comfortably.
He even focused on shearing just a single part—an approach that was starting to feel sowhat excessive.
The Demon Ancestor glared daggers at Lin Fan, his fists clenching tightly. A fla of rage burned within his heart. The feeling was peculiar—just a hair away from wanting to recite a dramatic proclamation.
"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west; don’t look down on the old!"
"Dare you step outside for a battle with now?"
Lin Fan picked up on the fury in the Demon Ancestor’s eyes but remained completely unshaken. In fact, he felt like laughing. Hatred clouding judgnt? How pitiful.
Of course.
No matter what happened now, he wouldn’t let it affect his plans.
Even if the opponent exploded in anger then and there, Lin Fan would simply raise a barrier to protect his food. Why should his appetite suffer because of soone else’s tantrum?
The Holy Empress watched with faint surprise.
She clearly hadn’t expected Lin Fan’s behavior to provoke the Demon Ancestor to such a degree of outrage.
It truly caught her off guard.
After all, the Demon Ancestor was one of the peak powerhouses—a man of profound cultivation with a steady state of mind.
Yet even so, Lin Fan could shake his inner balance. It spoke volus about the sheer intensity of the hatred between them. It was almost inhuman.
Finally, after Lin Fan’s unrelenting tirade, the Demon Ancestor grudgingly paid the Spirit Stones and left.
High-end establishnts are truly sothing else.
The base compensation starts with a single Spirit Stone.
If you wanted to dine lavishly, that would amount to an Inner Sect Disciple’s one-month salary.
A few days later.
The Heavenly Treasure Pavilion beca lively once more as powerful figures from all corners gathered there.
The Divine Ability Fruits were an enormous draw.
Comparable to Divine dicine in appeal.
In just a short ti, they could bring a Great Divine Power to its peak mastery—a terrifying prospect.
Without several centuries, mastering a formidable Great Divine Power was impossible. Even taking over a thousand years wasn’t unheard of.
For when Great Divine Powers are perfected, they involve the presence of the "Dao" itself.
This unlocks countless wondrous effects.
Lin Fan made a rough estimate: the ten Divine Ability Fruits could likely fetch around ten billion Spirit Stones at auction.
Anything higher would be unlikely.
After all, compared to the straightforward potency of Divine dicine, the gap between the two was significant.
At the sa ti, Lin Fan encountered quite a few enemies.
So were unfamiliar to him, but he knew if these figures discovered who he was, they’d imdiately fixate on him.
During this auction, Lin Fan didn’t plan to participate actively.
Nor did he intend to bid.
He rely observed. If the prices remained below his own ntal estimate, he would intervene, slightly pushing them higher. Luckily, the atmosphere was quite intense.
The Divine Ability Fruits held imnse attraction for these powerhouses.
Being able to save so much ti and achieve mastery in a Great Divine Power was worth fighting for.
For those in the upper echelons, cultivating Great Divine Power is a trendous challenge, and succeeding in even one elevates their abilities to an imnse degree. Far from simple.
Huang Lier did not represent the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion in vying for the fruits.
Though the Divine Ability Fruits were valuable,
They weren’t to the point of driving the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion mad. If it were Divine dicine instead, a bidding war would have been inevitable—the miracles of Divine dicine are simply too extraordinary, bestowing explosive mana growth, extending lifespan, and in so cases, even condensing unique constitutions.
Take Lin Fan’s current body, for instance. It’s the Calamity Poison Body—a dominant type of physique.
In the end,
The bidding for the Divine Ability Fruits climbed to eleven billion Spirit Stones before they were sold.
The old Demon among the crowd, who had been eyeing the fruits greedily, didn’t compete for them. His resources had been depleted in a previous auction where he’d purchased a single Divine dicine. It had drained his wealth and left him unable to contend with this crowd of elites.
"Not bad," Lin Fan remarked with satisfaction. The eleven billion exceeded his expectations.
Sigh!
If he could just procure a Divine dicine from the Forbidden Land, he was sure he could seize all the wealth from the world’s greatest powerhouses.
Alas!
That was an impossible dream.
Divine dicine from the Forbidden Land wasn’t sothing easily obtained.
Best not to dwell on such fantasies.
Outside the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion,
The Demon Ancestor erged, surrounded by a group of powerful figures who congratulated him, saying, "As expected of the Demon Ancestor—spending eleven billion Spirit Stones for ten Divine Ability Fruits. Congratulations! It won’t be long before the Demon Ancestor masters a supre Great Divine Power."
The Demon Ancestor reveled in the admiration.
Yet he was also astonished by the miraculous nature of the fruit.
If it weren’t for seeing it with his own eyes,
Even he wouldn’t have believed it.
"Of course, it’s thanks to all of you for giving face and letting have them uncontested," the Demon Ancestor said.
Of course, this was rely a courtesy. Monts ago, the bidding war had been intense. But from the Demon Ancestor’s perspective, these fruits were a must-have, and he’d been ready to outbid anyone.
So powerhouses remained lost in thought.
Though the Divine Ability Fruits were worth fighting for, the price had soared beyond what they could afford, tempering their desire for them.
At this mont,
Lin Fan walked out with a grin and said, "Not bad, Demon Ancestor. You actually managed to win the Divine Ability Fruits. Looks like your strength is about to take another leap forward."
"Hmph! You act all tough, yet you didn’t even bid for the Divine Ability Fruits. Why are they now in my possession?" The Demon Ancestor sneered coldly, mocking him.
The surrounding powerhouses glanced curiously at Lin Fan.
So had already identified him.
In an instant, several angry stares locked onto Lin Fan.
Clearly, old grievances ran deep.
In a mont like this, concealing the aura around him was impossible.
After all, he was such an extraordinary person.
Even in the darkest night, he would still shine brightly, illuminating everything around him.
Lin Fan laughed heartily, "Demon Ancestor, you spoke incorrectly. Of course, the Divine Ability Fruits had to end up with others—they couldn’t possibly land in my hands. Otherwise, all my efforts would’ve been for nothing."
"Shaless!" The Demon Ancestor dismissed Lin Fan, unwilling to waste more words on him.
He didn’t even consider Lin Fan worth his attention.
But then.
His gaze froze on Lin Fan as if he’d just seen a ghost.
"You..."
Crunch!
Lin Fan took out a Divine Ability Fruit and took a hearty bite. "Mmm, not bad—it tastes great. Don’t look so shocked. This is indeed a Divine Ability Fruit. It’s exactly the sa as the one you bought at such a high cost."
"As for why I didn’t bid? Well, that’s because the Divine Ability Fruits were mine to begin with! They’re useless to , so selling them for such a fortune was a no-brainer."
"I should really thank you, Demon Ancestor, for your generosity. Without you, I wouldn’t have made such a huge profit!"
Lin Fan’s smug expression was absolutely infuriating.
The Demon Ancestor’s previously satisfied heart teetered on the verge of collapse.
Damn it!
Can such a devious person even exist?
The Holy Empress studied Lin Fan with intrigue. She hadn’t expected the Divine Ability Fruits to have co from him.
Furthermore, seeing him casually eat a fruit—like it was just an ordinary piece of fruit—was surely an unbearable tornt for the Demon Ancestor.
"Don’t look at like that. I’ve got plenty of Divine Ability Fruits—they’re not worth much," Lin Fan said with an exaggerated nonchalance.
What a load of crap.
The one in his hand was his very last.
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