"Junior Brother Huang, you're here too." Zhang Long walked over from afar.
"Senior Brother Zhang, why are you here?" Lin Fan asked curiously.
"I've handed in the mission. I'm here to give Junior Brother the reward." Zhang Long smiled. "These are?" He looked at the pile of scrap metal.
"These are for Junior Brother Lin." Huang Fugui smiled.
I don't know why Junior Brother Lin would need them, but I don't think too much about it. I took out the reward from my pocket and handed it to Lin Fan. "Junior Brother, keep it."
It was all thanks to Junior Brother Lin that they were able to complete the mission. If not for him, they might not have made it back alive.
"Senior Brother, this is too much. I don't think the reward is this much." There are at least thirty thousand YHB and a bottle of Mortal high-class pills. This is too much.
I feel like the reward is mine.
"Not much, not much." Zhang Long replied.
Lin Fan waved his hands. "Alright, do you think I'm an idiot or what kind of person do you think I am? I'll take ten thousand YHB and two pills. The rest will be split among the senior brothers. If you don't take it, then we will never know each other again. I'm serious."
He treasured these senior brothers who were very concerned about him. Moreover, he didn't need these high-grade human-step pills to improve his cultivation. He definitely had to let his senior brothers quickly improve their cultivation. Otherwise, how would they be able to keep up with his pace in the future?
"Junior Brother, you …" Zhang Long was speechless. In the end, he could only take the item back. He was extremely touched. He then patted Lin Fan on the shoulder and said, "Junior Brother, you …"
To him, it was a blessing to be able to be friends with Junior Brother Lin.
After sending the two off, Lin Fan thought about something else.
Now that I have the scrap metal, I don't lack hand grenades anymore. I'm going to look for beasts to earn some points.
But before that, he had to use this wealth. With this wealth, he could buy pills and cultivation techniques.
I don't need skillsets yet. The Body Tempering Realm is just a transition period for me. I should use the money to buy some pills to increase my cultivation.
Cultivation and elixirs fused together. This cultivation speed was definitely very fast.
When he arrived at the Pill Refinement Hall and saw the prices of the pills, he did not want to say anything.
A Human-low-tier pill would cost at least three thousand YHB.
Mystic-grade medicinal pills usually cost tens of thousands, and some even reached hundreds of thousands.
These were luxuries for ordinary disciples.
Since he couldn't afford the pills, he could only cultivate honestly.
After looking around, Lin Fan's eyes locked onto a mystic upper grade cultivation pill.
Mystic Bone Flame Pill: Mystic High Grade Cultivation Pill.
After consuming it, one's bones would crack, and one would feel as if they were being burned by fire. If one's mind wasn't strong enough and gave up halfway, one's physical body would be severely injured.
Price: 250,000 Xuan Yellow Coins.
Compared to other high-grade profound-rank medicinal pills, the disparity was truly too great.
It was probably because of this side effect that the price was so low.
Mystic-class pills were very precious, and they could help him cultivate all the way to the Earth Star Border Full Cycle.
Furthermore, in the sect, Earth Star Border Realm cultivators were the mainstream. Thus, mystic pills were priceless.
Lin Fan calculated his wealth. He had accumulated a total of 130,000 Xuan Yellow Coins since he looted corpses. But he was still a distance away from the price of the pill.
~ I have to think of a way to earn some money. ~
Just then, Lin Fan thought of the mystic low-grade swordplay that was lying quietly in his storage ring.
~ I got it from Liu Feng. Looks like I have to find a way to earn it from the mystic low-grade skillset. ~
Afternoon!
Stage of the Sect's Grudge.
Where there were many people, there would be conflicts, and conflicts had to be resolved. The Stage of the Grudge was set up to allow disciples to resolve their conflicts.
It was a way to determine the winner without harming the other party's life.
"Place your bets, place your bets. Second-class outer disciple, He Xu, versus second-class outer disciple, Bai Xin."
"He Xu, Body Tempering Stage Six."
"Bai Xin, Body Tempering Stage Six."
"Place your bets."
At the Stage of the Grudge, a middle-aged man called out to the disciples to place their bets. This was a normal situation in the sect. Many disciples in the sect relied on this to get rich.
To the two disciples on the stage, they were here to resolve their conflicts. But to the disciples below the stage, they were here to get rich and reach the pinnacle of their lives.
Lin Fan stood among the crowd, wearing a mask. This was a normal attire in the sect, and it would not attract any attention.
Lin Fan felt that the sect was getting more and more interesting.
~ There's even gambling. ~
Lin Fan did not place his bets. He waited patiently. ~ Whether I can get off to a good start or not depends on this. ~
On the stage, the two glared at each other angrily. The moment the battle started, they started fighting.
Not long later, He Xu performed a powerful palm skill and sent Bai Xin flying. He then stepped on Bai Xin and said in a domineering tone, "Bai Xin, you have lost. Remember to show me some respect in the future."
"Hmph."
Bai Xin's sword flew to the side. He spat out a mouthful of blood and glared at He Xu.
He Xu flicked his sleeves and looked down at Bai Xin. "I only need to use my hands to defeat you." He then shook his head and walked off the stage. To him, Bai Xin was not worth mentioning.
Even though their cultivation bases were similar, He Xu's Ocean Suppressing Palm was already at its peak. His strength was not something that Bai Xin could compare to.
Bai Xin struggled to his feet, picked up his sword, and left with a disappointed sigh.
He did not expect the difference between him and He Xu to be so huge.
He was indignant. This was all because he did not have a strong skillset.
If he had a strong skillset, he would not have been defeated so quickly. He might even have been able to suppress He Xu. But it's too late now.
Lin Fan looked at the back view, and his face, which was hidden under the mask, let out a smile.
It's good to be disappointed.
Only when you're disappointed can you strike.
He followed behind silently.
Beside the cliff of the sect.
Bai Xin sat there, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. Looking at the boundless scenery, he sighed.
"Junior Brother, it doesn't matter if you win or lose. As long as you have the heart to move forward, that is the most important thing." Lin Fan walked over and sat beside him.
Bai Xin looked at the person beside him. "Thank you for your consolation, Senior Brother. But a loss is a loss."
"Wrong. Failure is the mother of success. A failure will only make you understand your shortcomings. As long as you can make up for them, you will definitely succeed next time." Lin Fan began to persuade him.
Hearing this, Bai Xin could not help but look at the unfamiliar Senior Brother.
He suddenly realized that his Senior Brother's words made sense.
That feeling of failure actually faded a lot.
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