"Us commoners are so happy today …"
The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Yun Fan sat on a cushion in the middle of the mansion, humming a tune that was popular in his previous life as he rubbed the storage ring on his finger. An unconcealable smile appeared on his face.
That was because he had sold all eleven Hundred Herb Dew Crystals today, earning him a total of over two hundred thousand spirit stones!
In the past, this was a huge sum that Yun Fan did not dare to imagine!
Thinking back, he had spent a lot of effort to gather ten thousand spirit stones to buy the Flame Art. He had suffered many disdainful looks.
But now, he only needed to casually refine a spirit medicine, and people would rush to buy it with tens of thousands of spirit stones.
This kind of difference was like the difference between heaven and earth!
"This is the benefit of having strength!"
Yun Fan clenched his fist, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
Yun Fan knew that these changes were all because he had become stronger.
He was no longer a lowly servant, but a disciple of the famous Saintess.
He was no longer a piece of trash that could be trampled on by others. He had a Heavenly Flame, an Earth Grade Battle Skill, and a cultivation base at the middle stage of the Origin Opening Realm. His battle prowess had surpassed the late stage of the Origin Opening Realm.
Right now, he was no longer without any cultivation resources. Instead, he was a genuine yellow-grade alchemist who could refine top-grade spirit medicines!
"I still need to continue to become stronger! I'll set a small goal first: become the strongest person on the Primal Chaos Continent! "
Yun Fan made up his mind.
He did not forget the history of the human race that the Fire Spirit Sect's deacon often told him when he was still a servant.
According to the deacon, the Demons of the Outer Realm had always wanted to invade the Primal Chaos Continent and enslave the human race. When the world seal disappeared, the heavenly Demons would definitely make a comeback. If one did not have absolute strength, they would definitely become food for the heavenly Demons.
"This young master does not want to let those disgusting fellows eat my body …"
Yun Fan grimaced.
Although he had never seen what the heavenly Demons looked like, in Yun Fan's imagination, those fellows should be zombies with mouths full of sharp teeth and sticky green saliva.
Yun Fan shuddered at the thought of being eaten by a group of zombies.
"This young master wants to continue fusing with the Heavenly Flame and evolve it into a true Emperor Flame. When the time comes, if those Demons dare to bite this young master, this young master will burn them to death! Hahahaha … "
Yun Fan couldn't help but let out a series of complacent laughs as he imagined himself holding the Emperor Fire in his hand and looking like a mighty Fire God descending to the world.
However, his laughter had yet to end when Yun Fan heard the sound of a hungry stomach rumbling from nearby. Only then did Yun Fan recall that there was still an inner court disciple kneeling at the entrance of the main house of his mansion, looking at him pitifully …
Yun Fan looked at the inner court disciple who called himself Meng Miao. The latter appeared to be a few years older than him, but this fellow actually insisted on acknowledging him as his master!
This matter could be traced back to four hours ago.
Just before the sky turned dark, under everyone's respectful gaze, Yun Fan packed up his stall from the square and returned to the mansion where Nangong Lingfeng lived previously.
Yun Fan had won the bet, so naturally, he obtained the right to live in the mansion.
Initially, he thought that he would have to spend some effort to persuade him. However, when he arrived, he found that Nangong Lingfeng and the others had already left. The mansion was completely empty.
Naturally, Yun Fan took the mansion for himself.
Then, Yun Fan looked helplessly at Meng Miao who had followed him all the way here.
This fellow had begged Yun Fan all the way here. No matter how Yun Fan rejected him, he insisted on acknowledging Yun Fan as his master.
In the end, when he saw that Yun Fan was ignoring him, he actually knelt at the entrance of the main house and declared that if Yun Fan did not agree, he would continue to kneel and not get up. This made Yun Fan smile wryly.
Yun Fan originally thought that this fellow would get impatient and leave after kneeling for a while. He did not expect that this fellow named Meng Miao was still kneeling when the sky turned completely dark. The rumbling sound earlier came from his stomach.
"Brother Meng Miao, I already told you that I'm not accepting any disciples. There's nothing I can teach you. Hurry up and get up to look for food. Don't continue to kneel here … "Yun Fan said helplessly.
"No!"
Meng Miao rejected immediately and straightened his back even more. "If Master Yun Fan does not accept any disciples, this disciple would rather kneel and not get up until I starve to death!"
Seeing that Meng Miao spoke with certainty and did not seem to be lying, Yun Fan smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Meng Miao, why do you have to do this? You're a dignified inner disciple of the Alchemy Hall and have an inner elder as your master. Why do you have to acknowledge me, Yun Fan, as your master?"
Meng Miao's eyes darkened when he heard this. After a long silence, he said, "Master Yun Fan, you may not know this, but it's true that I'm an inner disciple of the Alchemy Hall. It's also true that I'm an inner disciple of the Alchemy Hall. It's also true that I'm a disciple of an inner elder of the Alchemy Hall. However, because of my lowly background, I've suffered all kinds of difficulties from my master and fellow apprentices. Even during the Inner Sect Competition, I have to give the other apprentices spirit medicine and spirit stones. If I hide anything, I'll be expelled from the sect and even implicate my family …"
"There's such a thing?" Yun Fan was stunned.
Meng Miao nodded heavily and said earnestly, "It's absolutely true! I, Meng Miao, was born in an ordinary family. I only became an inner disciple of the Alchemy Hall by relying on my own hard work and a little talent in alchemy.
I originally thought that this would be my day of success. However, I didn't expect that after entering the inner sect, I would be bullied by my fellow apprentices. They snatched my share of medicinal herbs. My master also sat by and did nothing. Moreover, 90% of the finished medicinal herbs that I refined were confiscated. They called it 'offering'!
In the long run, I won't have any resources to continue my cultivation and will never be able to succeed! "
As Meng Miao spoke, he was so emotional that he shed tears. He choked and said, "I know that Master Yun Fan is the direct disciple of the Saintess. Your identity is special. Although you're also an inner disciple, your status is comparable to an inner elder. If Master Yun Fan accepts me as his disciple, no one will dare to stop him!
If Master is willing to accept me as his disciple, Meng Miao is willing to give 50% … No, 70% of the medicinal herbs that I refine in the future to Master. I won't have any complaints. I hope that Master Yun Fan will agree! "
After saying that, he burst into tears. He knocked his forehead on the ground and kowtowed to Yun Fan.
When Yun Fan saw this, he was shocked. He quickly went forward to support Meng Miao. However, he found that Meng Miao's forehead was already bleeding.
When he saw the determination and desire in the latter's eyes, Yun Fan couldn't help but think of his previous situation. The most terrible thing in this world was not death, but the lack of hope …
He was now the direct disciple of the Saintess. It shouldn't be too much to accept him as a disciple.
If that inner elder of the Medicine Refinery Hall really fell out with him and came to make trouble for him, he could just ask his master's wife to come forward and settle it.
After all, he had someone above him!
When he thought of this, Yun Fan sighed softly and said lightly, "If that's the case, I'll accept you as my disciple …"
When Meng Miao heard this, she was overjoyed. She wanted to kowtow again but was stopped by Yun Fan.
After that, Yun Fan directly threw 20,000 Spiritual Stones to Meng Miao. With his hands behind his back, he said majestically, "This is my gift to you. In addition, you can keep the medicinal herbs that you refine in the future. I … don't need them!"
Looking at the bag full of Spiritual Stones in front of her and listening to Yun Fan's understatement, Meng Miao's mind buzzed. In her heart, Yun Fan's figure became more and more majestic.
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