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Chapter 204 - 0201: Lin Fan Transforms into a Master

Chapter 204: Chapter 0201: Lin Fan Transforms into a Master

A few days later.

The Heavenly Treasure Pavilion City was calm and peaceful, without any strange occurrences.

Lin Fan stepped out of the inn; this place was truly daylight robbery.

Twenty Spirit Stones a day was no different from being robbed.

And he didn’t even use any services, nor did he get a discount or anything.

At first, he pitied these young women, so young yet involved in such degrading work, being toyed with by others was truly tragic.

But later, he realized he was overthinking it.

He hadn’t gone down the path of robbery, yet what they earned in a single day equaled his entire net worth. Let alone the disciples from the Taiwu Immortal Sect, Inner Sect Disciples only earned a few Spirit Stones per month, which matched these women’s daily earnings.

Their joy was something the poor would never understand.

You mock them for selling their bodies shamelessly.

They mock you for selling your effort and sweat, yet earning less in a month than they do in a day.

Heavenly Treasure Pavilion Marketplace.

Lin Fan walked into the shop, and a chubby middle-aged man greeted him with a smile. "What does this young master need today?"

Everyone who came here was a cultivator.

From appearances alone, it was hard to determine age.

But everyone had been young once. Anyone whose face looked youthful was addressed as "young master" by default.

Lin Fan said, "I’m here to sell a few things. Some of them have a sensitive background and aren’t convenient to take out here. If possible, I’d like you to summon your manager."

The middle-aged man solemnly asked, "Young master, are you joking with me?"

"No, I’m very serious," Lin Fan said.

"Very well, please come with me. I’ll notify the manager." Seeing Lin Fan didn’t seem to be joking, the middle-aged man immediately led him inside. After arranging for Lin Fan to wait in a private room, he hurried off to inform the manager.

The room had only Lin Fan for the moment.

He glanced at his surroundings. This was indeed an extraordinary place; the room alone was protected by over a dozen arrays.

Just what was the background of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion? For both the Immortal and Demon paths to afford it such face, mere strength alone couldn’t explain it.

Not long after.

An elderly man entered the room, his cultivation far surpassing Lin Fan’s.

"I am Mao Si. May I know the young master’s name?" From the first glance, Mao Si could tell Lin Fan was unusual. Whether someone was ordinary or extraordinary could often be discerned just by looking at their face—this was the so-called art of physiognomy.

"Who I am doesn’t matter for now. I’m here to do some business with the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion. But first, I want to know—does the pavilion leak its clients’ information?" Lin Fan asked.

If the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion were to leak his information to Ji Laomo, that could be troublesome. He’d have no choice but to ask his mother to step in and shield him.

Mao Si chuckled, "Rest assured on this matter. The Heavenly Treasure Pavilion has stood for countless millennia and, to date, has only ever leaked a client’s identity once. If a rogue insider were to disclose a client’s information and provoke retaliation, it would be entirely our responsibility. The pavilion would handle the matter and, if reconciliation isn’t possible, we would even eliminate the client’s enemies."

"You can be entirely at ease about this."

"If you’re still uncertain, you’re welcome to ask around. In ten thousand years, the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion has had only one incident of leaking a client’s identity. Although that client was hunted by an entire sect, we ultimately resolved the matter for them."

The reason the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion’s business had grown so large was due to its reputation.

Its backing was also incredibly formidable, capable of resolving any conflict.

Lin Fan wasn’t sure whether the other party was telling the truth.

But for the pavilion to have existed for so long with such renown, they couldn’t possibly be lying.

"I’ll trust you on this," Lin Fan said with a smile, then placed the Exterminating Immortal Seal on the table.

When Mao Si saw the Exterminating Immortal Seal, his expression shifted slightly, but he quickly recovered and smiled, "So it was young master’s handiwork. Quite bold indeed. But in the world of cultivation, the first step is always amassing wealth. Seizing wealth from others is the quickest way."

He picked up the Exterminating Immortal Seal and began to examine it.

Then, he took out a tool Lin Fan couldn’t recognize and continued inspecting the artifact.

After a moment, Mao Si spoke:

"This is a high-grade Spiritual Artifact, the Exterminating Immortal Seal. It contains 2,635 arrays, placing it among the finest high-grade Spiritual Artifacts. Moreover, its arrays are more sophisticated than those of ordinary high-grade artifacts, which makes its value exceptionally high. When intact, it would be worth 2.3 million Spirit Stones."

"However, it is severely damaged. Some of its arrays are beyond repair. I’ll offer the young master two options."

"The first is to sell it to our pavilion for 1.5 million."

"The second is to auction it here. With some luck, it might fetch 1.7 million, but that would depend on your luck and would take some time."

He spoke earnestly, without trying to deceive or joke with Lin Fan.

Lin Fan smiled, "Alright, I’ll sell it to you."

He didn’t want to wait. Anything he gained without effort was pure profit, no matter how it was sold.

He finally understood.

The joy of mining Spirit Veins was nothing compared to this. Encounter trouble? Just kill it. Everything becomes yours. How could you not be happy?

He then took out a mishmash of other Spiritual Artifacts he had collected. These were all looted from Ji Zhenmo.

Mao Si was envious.

He couldn’t help but exclaim that Lin Fan was impressive.

A single haul had turned into a true fortune. Although killing the son of the Blood Sea Divine Sect’s Vice Sect Hierarch might invite trouble, the haul was more than enough to calm any concern.

While these artifacts couldn’t compare to the Exterminating Immortal Seal, they still sold for over 3 million Spirit Stones.

"Anything else?" Mao Si asked.

Though these were Ji Zhenmo’s belongings and would surely enrage Ji Laomo—perhaps to the point of spitting blood and losing his temper—so what? The Heavenly Treasure Pavilion wouldn’t involve itself in such matters. If it was brought here for sale, there was nothing they wouldn’t take.

"Yes, this item needs your esteemed pavilion’s expertise." Lin Fan produced an Eighth Grade Spirit Grass.

When Mao Si saw the Spirit Grass, he was stunned, then laughed in disbelief, "Unbelievable. In my lifetime, I’ve seen many people strike it rich, but young master’s luck is unprecedented. Not only did you take Ji Zhenmo’s entire fortune, but you’ve also found an Eighth Grade Spirit Grass?"

"Just this grass alone is worth over 2 million Spirit Stones, and that’s the minimum estimate."

"Young master, please wait a moment. I’ll summon an appraiser to evaluate it."

With that, Mao Si left the room and soon returned with an elderly, gaunt man. The old man emitted a peculiar fragrance, the scent of Spirit Grass—a result of years of close contact.

If faced with Demons, this gaunt old man would undoubtedly be their prime target.

Even if other cultivators remained untouched, this elderly fellow would certainly find his way into the pot.

"Master, please assess this Spirit Grass," Mao Si said.

The appraiser nodded without expression and approached the Spirit Grass. He had evaluated countless specimens over his career and was long numb to the sight of Spirit Grass—what did it matter if it was Eighth Grade?

The grass was still concealed by layers of precious soil from its origin. Cleaning it carelessly would risk damaging its roots, so only the appraiser could handle the task.

The gaunt old man took out a set of tools and began clearing away the soil. Before long, a vibrant, fiery red Spirit Grass was revealed, radiant and vivid, as if engulfed in flames. Faintly, a fiery dragon coiled above the plant.

"This is an Eighth Grade Dragon Blood Vine Flower. Its value is around 3 million Spirit Stones, a decent, mid-tier specimen," the appraiser said.

"Are you sure?" Lin Fan lightly touched the Spirit Grass and asked.

The appraiser’s expression soured, and he snapped, "As someone who has studied Spirit Grass for centuries and assessed hundreds of Eighth Grade specimens, how could I be mistaken?"

Mao Si said, "Young master, the Master would not make such errors. He is the foremost authority on Spirit Grass identification at the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion."

"If you wish to sell it, our pavilion will offer 3 million Spirit Stones."

"Of course I want to sell, but I suspect your pavilion might be trying to swindle me," Lin Fan said.

Mao Si replied, "What do you mean by that, young master? The Heavenly Treasure Pavilion’s reputation precedes us. We’ve never engaged in deception. If you don’t trust us, you’re free not to sell."

The appraiser frowned, his tone harsh. "Young man, watch your words. I said it’s a Dragon Blood Vine Flower, and so it is. There’s no mistake. Even if you consulted every appraiser under heaven, the result would be the same."

"Heh, I had some expectations for the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion. Turns out you’re no different. Take a closer look—is that really a Dragon Blood Vine Flower? Look at the base of the stem, where a faint green thread can be seen. That’s the essence of its roots—Green Thread Mysticism. This is clearly a Dragon Blood Mystic Blue Vine Flower, and it’s disgraceful for you to claim otherwise."

"Impossible." The appraiser took the Spirit Grass in his hands for closer inspection. Sure enough, there was a thin green thread at the base of the stem, pulsating as though it breathed. The thread would intermittently fade and reappear after a moment.

Had they not looked carefully, it would’ve gone unnoticed.

"This..." The appraiser’s face turned bright red, unable to respond.

Mao Si had been about to scold Lin Fan for being so arrogant, but when he noticed the appraiser’s expression, his heart sank. "Is it true?"

The appraiser was at a loss for words and could only nod. He had made a misjudgment.

It was a blemish on his professional record.

Lin Fan explained, "The Dragon Blood Mystic Blue Vine Flower grows where the heavens meet the earth, nourished by Dragon Blood. The value lies in this singular green thread, which connects to the heavens and the earth, absorbing geothermal energy and Spiritual Energy to form its essence. This particular Spirit Grass has matured for 13,600 years, reaching perfect peak maturity. Combined with other Spirit Grasses, it can be refined into a Ninth Grade Spirit Pill."

"Am I correct?"

The appraiser looked up abruptly. "You discerned all this after just seeing its true form moments ago?"

"Of course. What surprises me, though, is the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion’s audacity to misidentify a supreme Eighth Grade Spirit Grass as an ordinary mid-tier one. The difference in value is astronomical."

"Had I not known better, an unsuspecting seller might well have been duped," Lin Fan said calmly.

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