Accidentally invincible!
Chapter 205 - 0202: You Are All Weak, I Don’t Want to Show Off to You

Chapter 205: Chapter 0202: You Are All Weak, I Don’t Want to Show Off to You

The emaciated master lunged forward to the table, scrutinizing the Spirit Grass intently. A cycle of thirteen thousand six hundred years—he couldn’t discern its age at a glance and thus naturally couldn’t ascertain it.

However, he had to admit that this master had exceptional skill. After careful observation, he too confirmed that it indeed had a history of thirteen thousand six hundred years.

Not only was his skill slightly superior, but even he had to bow in admiration.

He called out respectfully, "Senior."

Mao Si said, "Young master, I truly apologize. The Heavenly Treasure Pavilion would never deceive its customers. Otherwise, it’d be like shooting ourselves in the foot."

"We are willing to compensate you."

The emaciated master humbly confessed, "Master, your level of expertise makes me bow in submission. To see so much in such a short time—you’re genuinely the most outstanding talent I’ve ever encountered."

"This incident has nothing to do with the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion. It’s my lack of skill that failed to recognize this Dragon Blood Mystic Blue Vine Flower. I hope Master won’t blame me."

"I am willing to offer tea and apologize."

As soon as he had spoken,

the emaciated master was about to pour tea and kneel on one knee to beg Lin Fan’s forgiveness.

Lin Fan stopped his movements, feeling somewhat helpless. Truthfully, when the other party made a wrong appraisal earlier, he was a bit excited, as it seemed like a great opportunity to make a fortune. But he never expected such an earnest and apologetic attitude, making it hard to keep going.

He softened a little.

Maybe he’s just not cut out for this line of work.

"Forget it. Everyone has moments of misjudgment. Since your attitude is so sincere, I’ll believe it was a mistake and not intentional deception," Lin Fan said.

"I intend to sell this Spirit Grass. State a price—no need for an auction. I’ll sell it directly to your Heavenly Treasure Pavilion."

He couldn’t be bothered with the auction process, even if it would yield a slightly higher profit.

He just wanted to wrap things up quickly.

Mao Si said, "The price of a Dragon Blood Mystic Blue Vine Flower is around seven million Spirit Stones. In an auction, if someone in urgent need of it is present, the price could go up to eight or even nine million."

"But since this occurred under our Heavenly Treasure Pavilion’s oversight, we’re willing to purchase it at ten million Spirit Stones as compensation, hoping to win the young master’s forgiveness."

"What do you think?"

The emaciated master on the side also nodded repeatedly. He didn’t think the pavilion was incurring a loss; the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion’s reputation could not tolerate any blemish.

The recent mishap left him feeling deeply uncomfortable.

His mistake had almost brought shame upon the pavilion, tarnishing its thousand-year reputation.

"Alright, thank you for that. I’ve experienced the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion’s integrity firsthand—it truly is unparalleled. Doing business with you puts my mind at ease," Lin Fan said.

He was able to discern the details of the Spirit Grass thanks to his handy little auxiliary ability.

With just a touch, he could uncover the truth about anything.

Little Auxiliary, I owe you an apology. I used to think you were useless, but now I must say—you’re amazing. Without you, my swagger would be down by at least ninety percent. (A shoutout to my reader *ILoveHome* for reminding me to appreciate Little Auxiliary!)

The gains from this trade were considerable.

A whopping fifteen million Spirit Stones profit.

Even Ye Zhen Tian’s Third Grade Spirit Vein couldn’t compare—it’s nothing but scraps.

Soon enough,

the transaction concluded.

The Heavenly Treasure Pavilion handed over fifteen million Spirit Stones to Lin Fan and even registered him as one of their most valued clients. From now on, whenever he made purchases or sales at the pavilion, they’d provide powerful escorts free of charge.

This was exclusivity at its finest.

At this moment,

the emaciated master approached Lin Fan and politely asked:

"Master Lin, I wonder if you’d be willing to appraise something."

"I’ve studied it for months but still haven’t figured out what this particular Spirit Grass is."

The item in question had been retrieved by the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion’s expedition team from an incredibly perilous site. The team had consisted of five True Immortal Realm cultivators.

However, during the acquisition of this object, two of the True Immortal experts had perished one after another, and the remaining three were also severely injured to varying degrees.

According to the memories of the three surviving True Immortal experts,

they had encountered an unmatched horror beyond comprehension.

The level of terror that had overpowered five True Immortal Realm cultivators, killing two and maiming the others, was truly beyond imagination.

Mao Si added, "Indeed, if Master Lin can identify this object, you will be handsomely rewarded."

Lin Fan didn’t expect the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion to request his assistance.

This genuinely surprised him.

Given the pavilion’s capabilities, it was difficult to imagine them failing to identify something after such meticulous research, even with the occasional oversight.

"Alright, let’s take a look then," Lin Fan said.

"This way, please," Mao Si said, leading the way.

Soon, they arrived at a mysterious location.

The place was anything but ordinary. Along the way, Lin Fan saw countless formidable cultivators guarding the area. Among them, he counted no fewer than six True Immortal Realm experts.

An array enveloped the area, laden with countless perils.

If anyone dared to trespass here,

they’d likely be reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye.

"Damn! This place is seriously dangerous," Lin Fan murmured internally. If the people here really wanted to harm him, he wasn’t sure he’d last until his allies arrived.

"Master, please step inside," the emaciated master said courteously.

As Lin Fan gazed at the room before him, he noticed with his sharp eyes that faint glimmers flashed along the walls. It seemed countless deadly arrays were etched into them.

This alone was enough to show,

the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion’s power was formidable.

The number of their True Immortal experts was substantial.

Even some of the Immortal Dao Sects might not compare.

Stepping into the room, he found it wasn’t empty. Instead, a group of identification masters surrounded a Spiritual Object sealed within a small array, carefully observing it and whispering among themselves.

Each wore a puzzled expression.

They seemed utterly baffled.

When they saw Mao Si and the emaciated master entering with an unfamiliar young man, they couldn’t help but frown.

"Who’s this?" someone inquired.

The emaciated master replied, "This is Master Lin. His identification skills are exemplary. He was a guest of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, but I’ve brought Master Lin here to help identify this object."

Immediately,

an identification master voiced his dissatisfaction, "We’ve been studying this thing for months without figuring it out. What can some young man see that we can’t?"

Lin Fan retorted, "Youth is not a reason to be underestimated. Skill is what matters. If you all have spent months without results, it only proves your techniques are lacking. I wasn’t invited here to endure your sarcasm, nor do I feel the need to feign humility just to slap your faces later."

"It’s unnecessary. A master bullying apprentices offers no sense of accomplishment."

His words left the surrounding experts irate and astonished. What an arrogant kid!

The emaciated master stepped in, "Master Lin makes a valid point. Why don’t we let him take a look?"

"You’re not planning to silence me after I identify this item, are you?" Lin Fan asked cautiously. He was genuinely worried. Upon reflection, he realized he may have been too reckless, letting his curiosity about the unknown lead him into such a precarious situation.

Just then, a female voice rang out, "Hahaha, how amusing! Rest assured, the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion has no interest in such petty tactics. If you can identify what this is and its purpose, you will be treated as a most honored guest of the pavilion. From then on, any purchase you make here will be at eighty percent of the cost. And when faced with trouble, you only need to call for us, and the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion will see to your problem."

Lin Fan turned to see a woman approaching.

She looked completely different from any woman he had seen before.

Short, ear-length hair; strikingly beautiful features; skin so flawless it seemed to glow. She wore a suit of armor, exuding a heroic presence. But even the cold, gleaming armor couldn’t hide her alluring figure.

Stunning!

Breathtaking!

Her long, straight legs alone were enough to enthrall for centuries.

"Young lady!"

"Young lady!"

The crowd greeted her respectfully.

Mao Si introduced her, "Mr. Lin, this is the daughter of our Pavilion Master, Huang Lier."

"Fairy Huang, a pleasure. I am Lin Fan," Lin Fan said courteously.

Seeing the young lady’s serious demeanor, Lin Fan had no choice but to act appropriately. After all, this was her territory. If they decided to pin him to the ground and beat him, he wouldn’t even have the chance to cry for help.

"Let’s cut to the chase. Please, take a look," Huang Lier said. Though doubtful of Lin Fan’s capabilities, the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion had enlisted nearly all the foremost identification masters in the world. After months of study yielded nothing, it was time to try an alternative approach.

Internally, Lin Fan muttered to himself. What a tough woman—she really stirred up the desire for conquest.

Oh well, better to forget about idle thoughts. No need for flirty remarks or wild speculations. Time to figure out what this thing is.

Lin Fan didn’t need to look twice at items. A simple touch was usually enough.

But to appear more convincing, he naturally needed to pretend to carefully observe.

Lin Fan began studying the mysterious Spiritual Object. At first glance, it indeed resembled a Spirit Grass, more specifically a blooming flower with a foggy pillar-like structure at its center.

Even more fascinating was this:

On the leaves of the Spirit Grass were tiny, belly-baring figures fast asleep. With each exhale, a bubble would rise from their noses and float into the pearl at the flower’s core.

"What an extraordinary thing," Lin Fan exclaimed.

He had never seen anything like it before. While its identity and purpose remained unclear, it was undoubtedly no ordinary object.

Time ticked by.

One of the identification masters scoffed, "Hmph, pretending to know—it’s such a waste of our time. No matter how long he stares, what could he possibly uncover?"

But as soon as the words left his lips,

he caught the young lady’s displeased glare. Terrified, he lowered his head, not daring to utter another word.

The emaciated master stood silently nearby, clearly unwilling to disturb Lin Fan.

After all, they themselves had spent long months examining the item. Their most frequent conclusion was that the Spirit Medicine was unidentifiable—its name and effects were a mystery. The tiny sleepers on it were described as "adorably peculiar."

After a while, Lin Fan finally spoke. "I can deduce a hint, but to be absolutely certain, I need to feel the texture of this item."

Mao Si and the emaciated master couldn’t make this decision. They turned to Huang Lier, as only she could grant such permission.

Some of the surrounding identification masters were on the verge of losing their tempers, wanting to call Lin Fan a fraud. If he couldn’t identify it, he shouldn’t have been pretending.

But since the young lady hadn’t said a word,

they dared not speak up either, lest they anger her.

Huang Lier said, "Fine, you may touch it, but under no circumstances are you to damage it."

She wasn’t concerned about him stealing it. The space was laid with traps—escaping would be impossible, even for a True Immortal Realm expert.

Lin Fan slowly extended his hand. His fingers brushed against the leaves. At that very moment, he suddenly retracted his hand,

his expression one of utter shock. He gasped, "This is unbelievable..."

Huang Lier’s face changed drastically.

"What is it?"

The identification masters around him were equally stunned, hanging on his every word. Just what was so astonishing?

Dammit, spit it out already!

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