Chapter 250: This Fart Is Poisonous

Holy Sect.

On Nameless Peak.

Lin Fan had been gone for several months. Nameless Peak, which should have been desolate and uninhabited, was now bustling with activity. Disciples came and went, some with smiles on their faces.

"This thing is good. I didn't expect this to be here. It's really great." A disciple stood before a stall, looking at the items in front of him, overjoyed. He then took out money and bought it.

"Sister Gong, my candied hawthorns are all sold out." Zhiqiao carried a small satchel on her back, holding Snow King Lion in her arms. A trace of sugar clung to the lips of both Zhiqiao and Snow King Lion.

"Brother Zhang still has some there. Go get them." The busy young woman was none other than Gong Bingye. At that moment, she was promoting cosmetics to the female disciples of Jialan Peak.

"Oh..." Cai Zhiqiao wiped her little mouth, licking off the sugar strands, then hopped over to Zhang Er'gou and tugged at his sleeve. "Senior Brother, give me the candied hawthorns."

"Here, they're all here." Zhang Er'gou was also too busy to handle everything, so he handed a storage pouch to the junior sister.

Then Cai Zhiqiao cheerfully took the storage pouch, returned to her stall, took out two candied hawthorns, placed them in front of her, and then pulled out a small sign she had written, setting it down in front.

"Candied hawthorns, sold out."

Then Zhiqiao sat on the small stool, and one person and one beast happily began eating the candied hawthorns slowly.

...

If Lin Fan were to return now and see this scene, he would definitely be shocked silly. Could this still be his Nameless Peak? Dare he say this wasn't a trading market?

After Supreme Elder Wuyu brought Gong Bingye up, he asked about some matters. Under Wuyu's gaze that seemed to see through everything, Gong Bingye dared not speak any lies and truthfully confessed.

In the end, Wuyu was silent for a while before leaving Gong Bingye on Nameless Peak. However, he did not allow Gong Bingye to claim herself as Lin Fan's wife or concubine, since Lin Fan had not returned and everything was still uncertain.

But in Wuyu's view, since he had touched her, he naturally had to give an explanation. He could only wait for Lin Fan to return himself, though he didn't know where the kid had gone to die.

When Gong Bingye arrived at Nameless Peak and saw its quiet environment, she couldn't help but have a little idea. Then she discussed it with everyone.

Zhang Er'gou, quick-witted, was the first to agree. Now Zhang Er'gou fully exerted the authority of the senior brother, suppressing everyone.

When the sect leader is absent, everything is subject to the senior brother's say.

Then Gong Bingye led Mie Qiongqi to shuttle back and forth between the Holy Sect and Ink City, transporting goods.

After all, Mie Qiongqi was the strongest, ensuring safety along the way.

Gradually, Nameless Peak became lively. Many disciples of the sect also entrusted Nameless Peak to bring back some items, and of course, the compensation was negotiable.

Zhang Er'gou and Cai Zhiqiao were enthusiastic about this, as Nameless Peak, once neglected, became lively again, which they loved, especially Zhiqiao, who had an endless supply of candied hawthorns.

...

Corpse Burial City.

Lin Fan stopped in front of a shop.

It was a medicine shop. Lin Fan had nothing but the most pills. If he didn't exchange some currency in Corpse Burial City, even eating and lodging would become a problem.

Treasure Pavilion.

The name was domineering enough. In Corpse Burial City, Lin Fan still intended to keep a low profile. After all, at the city gate, that Great Heavenly Realm expert was in the city. If he caused any trouble, he would probably end up in tragedy.

"Customer, need to buy something?" A shopkeeper was checking the accounts. Seeing someone enter, he greeted with a smile.

"I want to sell some pills." Lin Fan said.

"Sorry, customer, we only sell pills here, we don't buy pills." The shopkeeper's interest waned. He sat down alone and waved his hand.

Lin Fan looked around, then moved to another place.

"I want to sell a weapon."

"Sorry, customer, we only sell weapons here, we don't buy weapons."

...

After trying several shops in a row, Lin Fan was completely furious.

Which damn novel wrote that shops would buy back items? It's totally misleading!

None of these shops accepted anything.

But it couldn't be blamed on the shopkeepers. They weren't stupid. Who knew the quality of the pills brought in? Besides, selling someone else's pills instead of their own would be brainless.

But whatever. None of them accept? Does little master have no way? I'll just go rob some and get it.

Then Lin Fan wandered casually around the city, looking for a good target to strike.

"Yo, little girl, want to be little master's companion?" At that moment, a lewd laugh reached Lin Fan's ears.

Without even looking, Lin Fan could tell that the source of the voice was definitely shameless.

At that moment, Lin Fan followed the sound. Sure enough, ahead was a young man, with a few lackeys, strolling around the city.

Whenever he encountered a beautiful female martial artist, he would speak flirtatiously.

Lin Fan observed for a while.

"Initial stage of Entering Divinity."

Not bad, not bad. His strength was relatively low. This strike would definitely be steady.

But the clothes this guy wore made Lin Fan hesitate a bit. The clothes themselves were nothing special, but the five-claw pattern printed on the back was somewhat troubling.

This guy seemed to be from the Yao family.

Although Lin Fan didn't know much about the Yao family, that giant hand at the city gate just now was definitely from the Yao family.

Corpse Burial City had no other forces; only the Yao family dominated. So the source of that giant hand didn't need much thought.

The female martial artist being harassed by this guy was much stronger than the young man, but she dared not speak out in anger. The Yao family brat just laughed lewdly and looked for the next target.

The surrounding martial artists, seeing the imprint on this person's clothes, felt fear in their hearts.

Lin Fan followed behind him, carefully observing. What puzzled Lin Fan was that this guy's clothes were quite distinctive, with five-claw prints all over, as if afraid others wouldn't recognize him.

"You all wait outside. This young master is going to relieve himself." Yao Wuxie waved at his lackeys. "Oh, and stay farther away, don't come too close."

"Yes, young master."

Opportunity has come.

Lin Fan had been following behind for a long time. At this moment, he was delighted. He had been waiting for this chance when he was alone.

"Hehe, little master is relieving himself." Yao Wuxie chuckled, took off his pants, squatted there, happily shaking his head, feeling extremely pleased.

Although he was a waste in the Yao family, so what? As long as he had a good time in this city, that was enough.

At that moment, Lin Fan entered invisibly, watching this guy happily relieving himself. He was overjoyed. Good fellow.

"Pfft..."

Just then, Yao Wuxie's face turned red, and a fart sound, long and drawn out, went from dull to sharp, perfectly expressing the musical scale.

Suddenly, a yellow gas filled the enclosed room.

"So satisfying..." Yao Wuxie showed a look of intoxication. It was really comfortable.

But Lin Fan, who was about to make a move, suddenly changed expression, his eyes revealing disbelief.

"This fart is poisonous..."