"Of course!"
Yang Fan nodded happily. Suddenly, he looked up and saw that Zhu Huanan and Mu Tianqing seemed to be very tempted and wanted to join. Yang Fan quickly said, "You are my cousin and my disciple."
"Here, as long as you perform the apprenticeship ceremony and become my disciple, anyone can join my sect and become a disciple of the Demon Extermination Sect!"
Yang Fan's words blocked all the thoughts of these old guys.
It was impossible for them to be apprenticed. Whether it was Zhu Huanan or Mu Tianqing, they were old and proud. They really couldn't bear to be apprenticed to a teenager.
Especially Zhu Huanan, even if he knew that there would be countless opportunities and benefits to be Yang Fan's apprenticeship, he would rather die than mess up the seniority. He couldn't afford to lose face.
Swish!
Yang Fan waved his hand and gave Chu Feiyun, Duan Xiaorui, Zhu Yuchen and Jin Wenze each a third-grade Soul-refining Pill of the lowest grade.
"This is the apprenticeship ceremony for the four of you. Taking this pill can help you open up your spiritual sea and awaken your spiritual power. It can also enhance your comprehension and spiritual sense. It is also of great benefit to your cultivation in martial arts!"
"This is the first time that I can give it to you for free. However, if you want it again next time, you have to follow the sect rules and complete the sect's mission. Find the chief disciple, An Sheng, and exchange it for a corresponding Soul-refining Pill. "
The four held the Soul-refining Pills in their palms and bowed to Yang Fan to express their gratitude, "Thank you for your generous gift, Master!"
"Ding! Your disciple Chu Feiyun has received a third-grade Soul-refining Pill. He is excited and grateful to you. His sense of belonging to the sect has been greatly improved. His loyalty to the sect has been greatly improved. Sect loyalty + 50. "
"Ding! Your disciple Duan Xiaorui has received a third-grade Soul-refining Pill. He is excited and grateful to you. His sense of belonging to the sect has been greatly improved. His loyalty to the sect has been greatly improved. Sect loyalty + 50. "
"…"
Yang Fan raised his eyebrows. These four little fellows were easily satisfied. They knew how to repay him. They were much better than An Sheng in the past!
An Sheng didn't hear the criticism in Yang Fan's heart. He stood at the side and saw that Chu Feiyun and the other three were happy as if they were celebrating the New Year after receiving Yang Fan's gift. He couldn't help but twitch his mouth.
These little fellows really haven't seen the world. Just a mere third grade Soul Refining Pill was enough to make them so happy.
Back then, when Lord Fatty received nine grade five, grade six, and even grade seven Soul Refining Pills from his master, all he did was smile and remain as steady as Mount Tai.
As a person, one must be magnanimous and steady. One must have the bearing and self-cultivation to remain unfazed even if Mount Tai were to collapse in front of them.
Look at Lord Fatty. He's broad, fat, and steady. That's how he should be!
An Sheng began to be infatuated with himself. He completely forgot that when he received the nine Soul Refining Pills from Yang Fan outside Daxing City, he was so excited that he was like a shrimp that fell into a pot of oil. His chubby round face turned red and white, then white and red again. He was restless.
"An Sheng, I'll leave this to you!"
Yang Fan waved his hand at An Sheng and threw an ordinary-looking spatial ring to him.
"There are some Soul Refining Pills inside as rewards from the sect. Remember to take good care of them. In the future, if your fellow disciples complete my task, you can exchange the Soul Refining Pills for them according to the exchange rules that I set just now!"
"You're not allowed to be greedy. Otherwise, you'll be expelled from the sect!"
An Sheng reached out and took the spatial ring. He chuckled and said, "Don't worry, master. Don't you trust me? When have I ever done anything sneaky?"
An Sheng was no stranger to spatial equipment. After receiving it, he directly used his psychic power to refine the spatial ring. Then, he used his divine thoughts to scan the spatial ring.
Whoosh!
An Sheng's extremely plump body froze in place. His two eyes were wide open. Originally, he felt that the spatial ring was as light as a feather. Now, he felt that it weighed over ten thousand kilograms.
"Fan … Fan … No, Master!" An Sheng stuttered a little as he raised his head to look at Yang Fan. He said in disbelief, "Are you really going to leave it all to me? With my little strength, I'm afraid that something will happen! "
It wasn't that An Sheng was timid.
It was just that the number of Soul Refining Pills in the spatial ring in his hand was truly a little frightening.
Third grade Soul Refining Pills, twenty.
Fourth grade Soul Refining Pills, twenty.
Then there was the fifth grade, the sixth grade, all the way to the eighth grade Soul Refining Pill, the seventh grade Soul Refining Pill, and the eighth grade Soul Refining Pill. The number of pills was all twenty!
With so many Soul Refining Pills added together, there were a total of two hundred!
What the f * ck!
Was he trying to scare Lord Fatty to death?
Others might not know what two hundred Soul Refining Pills meant, but how could An Sheng, who had been hanging out in the capital and other places since he was young, not know?
In the past ten years, the total amount of Soul Refining Pills produced by the Necromancer Guild every year was only this number!
Furthermore, most of the soulrefining pills that the Necromancer Guild brought to the market were ordinary soulrefining pills that were below the seventh-grade. Eighth-grade soulrefining pills and seventh-grade or even eighth-grade aureate soulrefining pills were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.
And now, just the number of seventh and eighth grade Soul Refining Golden Pills in the spatial ring in his hand was a total of forty.
If this were to be exiled to the market, the aristocratic families of the entire Federation would probably go crazy!
An Sheng felt his legs go soft. He was a little unable to carry this spatial ring.
He really didn't dare to imagine that Yang Fan actually had so many Soul Refining Pills on him. He had really hit the jackpot. No wonder Dai Xingcheng was so generous in Shuangxi City, throwing out Soul Refining Golden Pills and Soul Refining Pills without batting an eyelid.
Now, he finally understood that he wasn't pretending to be rich to keep up appearances, but was really rich! So rich that even Lord Fatty wanted to kneel to him!
"Isn't it just a few Soul Refining Pills? Look at how useless you are! With your cowardly appearance, how are you going to help master exterminate the Demon Sect in the future?
"Moreover, what kind of accident can happen here?" Yang Fan shot a disdainful glance at An Sheng and said indifferently, "With Senior Mu staying in our West Chu City, who would have the guts to come rob you?"
"Keep it obediently and do what you should do as the chief disciple! If you don't take these things, do you want your master to personally worry about these trivial matters? "
Yang Fan's reprimand made An Sheng feel ashamed of his inferiority, lowering his head in silence.
An Sheng was naturally touched that Yang Fan trusted him so much and gave him two hundred Soul Refining Pills of various grades for safekeeping.
But he really didn't have any confidence.
After all, he was only a sixth-level spirit reader, and his strength was only comparable to a first-level Grandmaster. He simply didn't have the ability to protect such precious things.
As for Mu Tianqing.
It was true that they were family friends, but they had never met before. An Sheng was not sure what kind of person she was. Could he really rely on her? What if she also became greedy at the sight of wealth and coveted the two hundred Soul Refining Pills?
"Young Master Fan is right." Mu Tianqing nodded indifferently and said, "With I here, unless an Emperor-level powerhouse personally comes, no one will dare to have designs on you!"
After saying that, Mu Tianqing couldn't help but turn to An Sheng. "Young Master, it's not that I want to take advantage of my seniority and deliberately nag you. As a person, especially a man, you must be magnanimous and steady. You must have the courage and bearing to remain unfazed even if Mount Tai collapses in front of you! "
"It's just a few Soul Refining Pills. How could they scare you to this extent? Young Master Fan asked you to safekeep it for him because he trusts you. How can you be so evasive? "
An Sheng smiled bitterly and nodded.
He didn't expect that the words he had just criticized and despised in his heart about Chu Feiyun, Duan Xiaorui, and the others would all be rebutted by Mu Tianqing. Indeed, retribution was not pleasant.
However, this old woman really didn't know her limits!
She simply didn't know what Master Fatty saw in the space ring just now. Otherwise, regardless of whether Mount Tai collapsed or not, everyone would be so shocked that their jaws would drop to the ground.
An Sheng remembered it very clearly.
Previously in Shuangxi City, when Yang Fan gave Mu Qianqian three seventh-grade Soul Refining Golden Pills, not only was Mu Qianqian overjoyed, but Mu Qianqian was also surprised and happy.
Only three seventh-grade Golden Soul-Refining Pills were enough to surprise her. If she were to see the two hundred Soul-Refining Pills and forty Golden Soul-Refining Pills in this spatial ring, her expression and mentality would definitely not be much better than Lord Fatty's.
Because of ignorance, one can be fearless!
An Sheng sighed in his heart. He silently took back the space ring and carefully put it on the ring finger of his right hand.
Fortunately.
The space ring had its own space. Other than the owner who refined it, no one else could pry into it. He didn't have to worry about the number of pills inside leaking out.
Since these people all thought that there were only a few pills, it meant that there weren't many pills inside. If the news was leaked, it would really bring him endless trouble.
"Thank you for your trust, Master!" An Sheng solemnly promised Yang Fan. "In the future, as long as I'm here, the ring will be here, and the resources will be here!"
Yang Fan flicked Fatty's head and scolded softly, "Don't talk nonsense. At any time, things are not as important as people! In your master's eyes, your little life is worth much more than this broken ring! "
"In the future, if you really encounter danger or trouble because of this ring, remember, don't hesitate. You should hand it over and give it to me. Save your little life first!"
What a joke.
It was only two hundred Soul Refining Pills. As long as Yang Fan needed it, he could go to the demonic beast's nest and refine it in minutes.
If he lost his life because of these things, wouldn't it be a loss?
He was originally quite a smart child. Why was his brain a little short-circuited now?
Hearing this, An Sheng's eyes couldn't help but redden. He was actually moved to tears by Yang Fan.
"Ding! Your disciple An Sheng is indescribably touched and grateful to you. His sense of belonging to the sect has greatly increased, and his loyalty to the sect has increased. Sect solidarity + 20. "
Hearing the system notification, Yang Fan's heart skipped a beat.
Good fellow!
He had actually gained 20 points of the sect's centripetal force in one go. Had this fatty An Sheng finally found his conscience?
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