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Chapter 182 - 0179: This Person is Somewhat Unusual

Chapter 182: Chapter 0179: This Person is Somewhat Unusual

Staying at the Taiwu Immortal Sect was rather boring. Although Ye Zhen Tian was fun to mess with, doing it too much became dull.

The man had barely managed to acquire a Dao Artifact.

At the very least, he deserved to enjoy it for a while. Constantly targeting someone like that could easily drive them mad.

If Ye Zhen Tian went insane from it, life would lose much of its amusement.

Keep him.

Had to keep him.

Raise him fat and happy for future fun.

Recently, Lin Fan had overheard some rumors within the sect. The news was spreading quickly among the disciples.

The sect’s number one prodigy was about to emerge from seclusion. This True Disciple, who was training in the sect’s forbidden land, came from Jiangdu City, just like Lin Fan. After testing as a Ninth Grade Spirit Root, he was immediately regarded as a treasure by the Taiwu Immortal Sect and cultivated with care. From joining the sect to now, he had trained for ten years. His upcoming emergence was causing a massive stir within the sect.

Many True Disciples were wondering to themselves.

What level had this individual reached after ten years of cultivation?

The competition for the position of Sect Leader was chosen from among the True Disciples, and this person was by far their biggest rival.

"A prodigy, huh?"

Lin Fan stroked his chin thoughtfully. He loved these kinds of talents the most. He just wasn’t sure what kind of person this prodigy was. Lin Fan hoped the individual would be a bit overbearing so he could play around with them freely, without any guilt.

Some disciples were already preparing for the occasion, eagerly waiting to greet and watch as the prodigy emerged.

To put it simply, it was star-chasing.

Bah!

What’s the big deal?

I, Lin Fan, certainly don’t feel jealous at all.

Having nothing to do at the Taiwu Immortal Sect, Lin Fan left the sect altogether, continuing his journey to become stronger. Being at the Longevity Fourth Golden Core Realm wasn’t enough for him—he needed to push further.

Several days later...

Lin Fan was flying through the skies. Below him lay a vast and barren desert, with gusts of yellow wind and clouds of sand enveloping everything. Looking further ahead, a towering sandstorm was sweeping through, turning the heavens and the earth into a shade of muddy yellow.

"Where there’s sand covering the skies, there must be mischief. Let’s see if I don’t flush you out!"

The average person, seeing such a scene, would probably exclaim, "Wow, what a massive sandstorm!"

But to Lin Fan, everything had a reason—and thus, there must be a demon involved.

He had to root out whatever sinister presence was behind this.

As a cultivator, roaming the world meant upholding justice. Encountering wrongs meant drawing one’s sword to set things right.

Without a second thought, Lin Fan charged into the sandstorm to locate its source.

The next day!

Bah!

"Damn it! What ’there must be a demon behind this’ nonsense—it’s just a bloody normal sandstorm! And here I’ve been all worked up for nothing," Lin Fan cursed. Really, watching too many TV dramas made him suspicious of everything, leading him to waste an entire day scouring the monotonous sandstorm.

But he couldn’t deny one thing—the sandstorm was truly tyrannical in scale. Its range was vast, and it had taken him a whole day to escape it.

The world of cultivators was indeed incredibly harsh.

After leaving the desert, an oasis appeared before him—a stark contrast between two extremes of the landscape.

The oasis was breathtakingly beautiful. In the distance, the lake shimmered under sunlight like fish scales, dazzling and magnificent.

"Eh? Seems like someone’s lying by the lakeshore," Lin Fan muttered, squinting. Sure enough, it was a person. Without hesitation, he dove downward with a whoosh.

Plop!

At this moment, bubbles began rising from the lake’s surface, as if something was about to emerge. The water swelled into a large mound, and soon enough, a massive black alligator surfaced from the depths, its ferocious eyes locked onto the figure lying on the lakeshore.

The creature spanned several meters—a giant of its kind, hideous beyond compare.

It was neither demon nor demon beast.

Just an ordinary aquatic predator.

The corpse by the shore, however, was draped in shimmering treasures, clearly extraordinary. If the alligator devoured it, it might gain unexpected fortune and undergo an astonishing transformation.

The alligator inched closer, careful not to startle its prey.

Once it reached the appropriate striking distance,

the alligator suddenly sprang from the water. Its limbs scrambled across the ground as its massive jaws, lined with razor-sharp teeth, snapped toward the corpse.

Ah, delicious!

A feast awaited.

Zoom!

A streak of sword light descended from the sky. The Flying Smoke Spirit Sword was incredibly fast, piercing cleanly through the alligator’s skull and pinning it to the ground.

The creature died a bewildered, inexplicable death.

Lin Fan yanked out the Flying Smoke Spirit Sword, pouting in dissatisfaction. He’d thought it was a demon, but it turned out to be just an ordinary beast—utterly worthless.

He then turned his attention to the body on the ground.

"Whoa, now! Look at all that bling," Lin Fan exclaimed. The corpse radiated opulence, adorned head to toe in dazzling treasures. Ten fingers bore rings embedded with large gemstones, and even its tattered, blood-stained clothing couldn’t obscure its splendor and value.

Not to mention the jewelry hanging from its wrists and neck.

The person practically screamed "wealthy tycoon."

Lin Fan was tempted to strip the body clean and make a swift getaway.

But he had his principles.

In such cases, obviously... well, damn it, he’d save the guy first.

The person’s face was planted in the ground, hiding their features. Lin Fan flipped the body over and took a good look. The man had a round, foolish-looking face, smudged with grime.

"Hey, wake up," Lin Fan said, shaking the man’s shoulders, causing his head to wobble back and forth.

No response.

Frowning, Lin Fan decided his attempt wasn’t forceful enough. He raised his hand and began slapping the man mercilessly. "Wake up! Still not awake?"

Pfft!

At that moment,

the man’s body trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His once-clouded eyes suddenly cleared. "Where am I?"

Then, as if remembering something,

the round-faced man gasped and sprang to his feet, warily eyeing Lin Fan. "Who are you?"

"Relax, I’m not a bad guy. I saved you. If it weren’t for me, you’d have been gator chow by now," Lin Fan explained.

The man glanced at the dead alligator behind Lin Fan, dazed for a moment, before cupping his fists in thanks. "Thank you for saving my life, brother. Truly, thank you."

Hiss!

"Why does my face hurt so much?" The man rubbed his cheeks vigorously in an attempt to soothe the pain.

Lin Fan, of course, wasn’t about to admit he’d done the slapping. Instead, he replied, "Legend has it that alligators slap their prey’s faces with their claws before eating them. That’s what I saw when I got here."

"Ah, so that’s how it is. Fascinating," the man said, genuinely believing the tale as he nodded thoughtfully.

Remembering something, the man added, "I’m Li Daode. I owe you my life. Please, take this elixir as a token of my gratitude."

"Oh, I couldn’t possibly..." Lin Fan began to decline, but when he saw the pill, he paused. "Well, thank you, then."

[Longevity Spirit Pill (Sixth Grade): A pill crafted from a hundred kinds of precious spiritual medicine. Consuming it extends one’s life by a hundred years.]

Amazing.

Generous, indeed.

Such a friend was worth having, Lin Fan thought.

"My name is Lin Fan. May I ask how you sustained such severe injuries? With your cultivation, nearly getting eaten by an ordinary beast seems almost unbelievable," Lin Fan inquired.

He’d already seen through the man’s abilities.

Li Daode was at the Longevity Sixth Realm of Unity. Moreover, the sheer amount of rare treasures he carried made Lin Fan envious.

"Brother, since you didn’t rob me while I was unconscious, I trust you. I’ll tell you—the truth is, I snuck into a mighty powerhouse’s cave mansion to pinch a few things. Turns out it was a trap all along! I lost countless treasures and barely escaped with my life."

"Damn it, I’m so pissed! Two Dao Artifacts of mine got smashed to bits. This job was a total loss!"

Li Daode nearly wept. It wasn’t easy, after all; stealing was his bread and butter. He only targeted the powerful, never the poor. Yet this time, he’d nearly met his doom. Just thinking about it made him feel unlucky.

Lin Fan had initially thought the man might be the scion of some great family. To think he’d built his wealth through thievery!

"What was this powerhouse’s cultivation level?" Lin Fan asked.

Li Daode shrugged. "Oh, not much—just Void Realm. Two major realms higher than me."

The casual "just" was remarkable.

One had to admire Li Daode’s skill. To escape someone two entire realms higher was no small feat. Lin Fan knew that without his own Four Saints Reversal Set, he wouldn’t stand a chance.

"No way—I just can’t let this go! I *have* to get that old bastard’s treasures. Brother, want to team up? Cultivation is all about defying fate, but the means to do so? That relies on your skills and riches. Pull off a big haul, and I guarantee we’ll both get rich."

"See these ten rings? Can you guess what they are?"

Li Daode wiggled his fingers in front of Lin Fan. The rings sparkled brilliantly, their extravagance almost comical.

Guess your ass.

Moments like these, Lin Fan wasn’t about to play along and embarrass himself. He was even tempted to activate the Four Saints Reversal Set’s special effects, just to make Li Daode guess about *his* treasures.

But Li Daode clearly enjoyed boasting about his exploits.

"Of these ten rings, three are Dao Artifacts, and the remaining seven are upper-grade Spiritual Artifacts. I’ve earned them through centuries of painstaking effort."

"This ring in particular? It’s a middle-grade Dao Artifact. Bet you’ve never seen one, huh? I acquired it after staking out ten powerful figures as they underwent tribulation—caught this gem during one of their failures!"

"Let me tell you, the quickest way to wealth is targeting cultivators undergoing tribulation. If they fail, they die. Sometimes treasures are left behind. Pick them up, and you’re set for life!"

Li Daode’s seasoned tone spoke of vast experience. Becoming such a wealthy loose cultivator was no small feat.

His wealth likely surpassed even that of some sect leaders.

Of course,

truth mingled with falsehood.

The claim about the ring being left behind by a dead cultivator during tribulation? False.

The truth was, it had been gifted by a successful tribulator ascending to higher realms. Li Daode had knelt, kowtowed, and called the man "father" before receiving the treasure out of pity during a moment of triumph.

The cultivator had likely been in a good mood after ascending, which prompted the generous gesture.

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