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Chapter 171 - 0168: Surrender and Lose Half

Chapter 171: Chapter 0168: Surrender and Lose Half

When Lin Fan returned to Xuanjian Peak, his mind was already occupied with thoughts of the Abyss Sea, as recounted by his mother.

Wearing the Four Sages of Reverse Heaven set to venture into the Abyss Sea meant he wouldn’t encounter danger—essentially saying that his trip there would just be to bully others, taking whatever he could grab unless there was nothing to find.

"Junior Brother, why did you take so long to return this time?" came Xi Xi’s voice from outside.

Accompanied by the footsteps of others—it wasn’t hard to guess who had arrived.

Lin Fan didn’t give too much thought to the Abyss Sea situation; he could figure it out once he went. He got up to open the door and welcome Senior Sister and Senior Brothers inside.

Inside the room.

"In a few days, I plan to head to the Abyss Sea. Are you guys coming?" Lin Fan asked. Since he could head there even at the Three God Realm, Xi Xi and the others shouldn’t have any major issues either.

Xi Xi replied, "Can’t go. It’s far too dangerous for us. However, Nan Gongjin can handle it."

Nan Gongjin chimed in, "Ever since I got the Marvelous Spirit Pill, I’ve been showing signs of breaking through, so I plan to stay in the sect for this period to advance my realm—I won’t be heading to the Abyss Sea."

"While the Abyss Sea is said to contain Cave Mansions left behind by powerful ancestors, the competition there is fierce. You might end up working hard for nothing."

Nan Gongjin was quite satisfied with his current circumstances.

After tagging along with Brother Lin, he felt like life had reached its peak.

Back in Ye Zhen Tian’s circle, obtaining a Marvelous Spirit Pill seemed almost impossible.

But under Brother Lin’s guidance...

Brother Lin generously let him take a Marvelous Spirit Pill without making any demands, proving how important it was to follow the right people.

Had he stayed with Ye Zhen Tian...

He might one day get beaten to death during some errand for Ye Zhen Tian.

At that moment, a voice came from outside.

"Brother Lin, I’m a disciple of Zhen Tian Peak. Brother Ye has sent me with a message for you."

Xi Xi and the others appeared confused—what exactly had Ye Zhen Tian sent someone over for?

Brother Lin had just returned, yet Ye Zhen Tian immediately got word and couldn’t wait to send someone over—it surely wasn’t good news.

"Come in."

Lin Fan answered, knowing perfectly well what it was about, though he was curious about the offer Ye Zhen Tian would present.

A disciple entered respectfully. "Brother Lin."

"Hmm, go ahead—what is it?" Lin Fan asked.

The disciple replied, "Brother Ye says one-tenth."

Although he was just passing on the message, he couldn’t help wondering what the "one-tenth" referred to. He didn’t dare to ask—being scolded would be inevitable—but curiosity still consumed him.

Xi Xi and the others were puzzled.

No start, no end.

Difficult to guess.

"Scram! Go back and tell him to get his thoughts straight before talking to me again," Lin Fan motioned toward the doorway.

The disciple bolted out upon hearing the word "scram."

Xi Xi asked, bewildered, "Junior Brother, what exactly is going on between you and Ye Zhen Tian? And what does ’one-tenth’ point to?"

"Senior Sister, it’s quite simple. Ye Zhen Tian discovered a Spirit Vein, and I asked for a share. He offered me one-tenth of the vein—but I told him to scram. He’ll send someone else soon enough; there’s no need to rush," Lin Fan explained.

Xi Xi and Yang Gang exchanged glances.

Asking Ye Zhen Tian for a Spirit Vein...

And he actually agreed—this was truly unbelievable.

After some time...

The same disciple came running back. "Brother Ye says he’s willing to offer one-fifth now."

Lin Fan pointed at the doorway. "Don’t make me say that word again—you know what I mean."

The disciple looked at the doorway sheepishly, then scurried away without saying a word.

He felt a bit out of sorts—just what on earth was the dynamic between Brother Ye and Brother Lin? It was truly hard to fathom.

If everything were clear-cut...

Even as a mere errand boy, he’d gladly do the job.

After all, hearing gossip was incredibly satisfying.

"Junior Brother, one-fifth is quite a lot. Managing to pry something from Ye Zhen Tian’s hands is no small feat," Xi Xi said.

Yang Gang added, "Exactly! Everyone in Taiwu Immortal Sect knows Ye Zhen Tian is stingiest. Trying to squeeze benefits out of him is as hard as climbing the heavens."

"Don’t rush—I know his bottom line well. For now, he’s just testing me."

"Watch and see."

Lin Fan had long since seen through Ye Zhen Tian.

The third disciple’s arrival took a while—slower than the previous trips—and his complexion was much more frazzled, like he’d just been scared out of his wits.

This must mean Ye Zhen Tian had erupted in fury...

Scaring the poor messenger disciple to the brink.

"Brother Lin, Brother Ye says three-tenths is his maximum offer."

Lin Fan chuckled. "Slowly bumping up from one to two to three—do you find this entertaining? Go back and tell him to talk properly if he wants to negotiate. If not, forget it—it’s the last chance. If he can’t satisfy me, then there’s nothing more to discuss, and nobody gets anything."

"The doorway’s right there; I don’t need to repeat myself."

No need to reiterate.

The disciple was already bewildered.

Couldn’t Brother Ye come personally?

Was it really necessary to send him back and forth? This was exhausting!

And he still didn’t fully understand what the matter was about.

Even Xi Xi and the others hadn’t expected Junior Brother Lin to be so ruthless.

Not even three-tenths could satisfy him.

They couldn’t fathom what leverage Lin Fan had over Ye Zhen Tian for the latter to repeatedly send messengers.

Back at Zhen Tian Peak...

Ye Zhen Tian sipped tea, his face dark and clouded with suppressed rage, fury bubbling in his eyes. Being threatened didn’t sit well with him.

The Spirit Vein was his discovery...

A prize earned at great cost...

Yet now he was being strong-armed, asked to share the vein. Out of all the prying eyes he’d dealt with, Lin Fan’s greed proved impossible to fend off.

The more he thought, the angrier he grew.

Three-tenths!

A full three-tenths of the Spirit Vein!

When calculated, this equaled at least one million Spirit Stones, and extracting the vein was no easy feat, requiring significant effort and labor—not something that could be completed casually.

"Senior Brother..." Soon, the messenger disciple returned, saying, "He declined three-tenths and said this gradual increase was amusing. He’s giving you one last chance—if you can’t satisfy him, forget about claiming anything."

Before the words had finished...

BANG!

Ye Zhen Tian slammed his teacup into pieces, his hair practically standing on end, his face twisted with rage. "Lin Fan is being absurd!"

"Fine. Go back and tell him to stop dreaming. If it’s mutual destruction he wants, so be it. I’d rather lose everything than let him have his way."

"Go. Tell him to quit his daydreams."

Ye Zhen Tian was seething—Lin Fan’s greed was beyond even the worst he’d encountered.

As a True Disciple, Ye Zhen Tian had never suffered such humiliation.

And this wasn’t the first or second time...

He’d better not keep tolerating this nonsense—did Lin Fan really think he was easy to bully?

"Yes, Senior Brother." The messenger disciple, already quaking with fear from Ye Zhen Tian’s fury, didn’t dare say another word and darted out immediately.

Just as the disciple was nearing the doorway...

"Wait a moment." Ye Zhen Tian called out.

Ye Zhen Tian, feeling utterly helpless, believed the entire world was now conspiring against him. He just couldn’t understand...

What was Lin Fan’s problem?

Where had he, Ye Zhen Tian, gone wrong?

Why was he being preyed upon?

Was securing a Spirit Vein that easy for him?

Everyone else lounged around, seeking benefits from others—especially this shameless loser who leveraged connections to the Supreme Elder by calling her "mother." Social climbing at its finest—a despicable disgrace to anyone with standards.

And yet, this disgraceful loser was truly enviable.

"Tell him five-tenths. That’s my bottom line. If he declines, don’t bother coming back—just go home and sleep." Ye Zhen Tian finally relented.

After those words, he slumped powerlessly into his chair, sighing deeply, overcome with frustration.

To the messenger disciple, Ye Zhen Tian’s recent remark sounded terrifying; he half-believed Ye’s refusal to return meant he’d be killed. Turns out it simply meant getting to sleep.

Back at Xuanjian Peak...

"Five-tenths. Brother Ye says he’ll go up to five-tenths," the disciple reported.

"Haha," Lin Fan laughed aloud. "Alright, we’ll go with his offer. Brother, you can head back now. If things don’t pan out for you at Zhen Tian Peak, feel free to join my crew—my mountain peak will soon be established."

Politeness costs nothing.

The messenger deserved some sympathy for tirelessly running errands while enduring scolding.

Bright-eyed, the disciple responded, "Brother Lin, really? If your peak does form, I’d be honored to follow you."

"Of course. Head back for now," Lin Fan said.

"Yes, Brother Lin—goodbye!" The disciple left gleefully.

Just think...

Would normal people stoop this low?

Extorting another’s Spirit Vein was bad enough, yet Lin Fan even managed to poach the messaging disciple. It was downright inhumane.

Once the disciple left...

Lin Fan grinned. "See? Isn’t this settled? Ye Zhen Tian’s yielding five-tenths of his Spirit Vein to me—it’ll pain him for a good while."

Conceding half meant accepting defeat.

Ye Zhen Tian offering five-tenths clearly showed he’d given up.

"Junior Brother, you’re ruthless. If I ever turned into your enemy, you’d likely ruin me entirely," Xi Xi said.

Lin Fan just smiled. If he took action, ruining someone entirely wouldn’t suffice—even their underwear wouldn’t remain.

"I think Ye Zhen Tian must be fuming right now. Honestly, anyone would feel terrible in his position. But Junior Brother, what’s the deal between you and Ye Zhen Tian? Why such deep animosity?" Yang Gang asked.

Sighing heavily, Lin Fan answered, "It’s a long tale. Perhaps Ye Zhen Tian’s karma demanded divine retribution, and Heaven sent me to discipline him."

That was nonsense, though.

Only fools would buy such chatter.

Seeing that Junior Brother Lin wasn’t willing to divulge further, they chose not to press.

The story’s origins...

Had to start at the Jiutian Immortal Sect.

Without Jiutian Immortal Sect, none of this situation would have arisen. As they say—cause begets effect. Ye Zhen Tian’s fate was now intertwined with Lin Fan’s intervention.

Several days later...

A new mountain peak gradually took shape within Taiwu Immortal Sect, complete with grand halls and Spirit Plants—each detail personally arranged by Wei You, following strict standards.

The Sect Leader had advised against lavish excesses, suggesting a simple peak might suffice for someone who wasn’t yet a True Disciple—it risked causing dissatisfaction among other True Disciples.

Yet his advice amounted to nonsense.

As if Wei You would seriously listen.

Preparations for Abyss Sea exploration were finalized.

Led by sect elders, disciples would join together—a rare opportunity where all True Disciples participated. Such chances, occurring only once a decade, were too valuable to miss.

Though countless expeditions had already combed through the Abyss Sea, treasures stashed in real Immortal Mansions couldn’t be fully plundered—many valuable items remained.

So naturally, many sought their chance to strike gold.

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