Chapter 704: This Is a Sad Day

The next day!

Lin Fan groggily opened his eyes, but the moment he did, he was startled. That damned bald donkey had somehow fallen asleep beside him, with one fat hand resting on his chest.

"Damn it." Lin Fan, greatly alarmed, kicked out fiercely, sending the bald donkey tumbling off the bed.

"Ouch! Benefactor, what are you doing so early in the morning? Why so much anger?" Venerable Shakya rubbed his eyes, as if still drowsy.

"Bald donkey, what did I tell you last night? You sleep on the floor, I sleep on the bed. How did you end up in my bed?" Lin Fan shuddered at the thought of having slept beside a bald donkey all night.

Who knew if that bald donkey had done anything improper during the night?

"Ah! How could this humble monk have slept on the bed? Benefactor, please do not falsely accuse me." Venerable Shakya said with a serious expression, as if he would not allow Lin Fan to slander him.

"You... you."

"Benefactor, this humble monk just got up, and I am on the floor. How could I have been on the bed? You must have been dreaming." Venerable Shakya spread his hands and said.

"Forget it, I won't waste words with you." Lin Fan waved his hand, not wanting to say more.

"Dong dong!"

Just then, there came a knock at the door.

"Bald donkey, go open the door." Venerable Shakya helplessly shook his head and went to open it, returning shortly after.

"Benefactor, the inn's waiter asked if we want to extend our stay. Otherwise, we'll have to check out." Venerable Shakya said.

"What, is the time up?" Lin Fan was taken aback. He glanced out the window; the sun had just risen. What time was it?

"Gentlemen, our rooms are only for twelve hours. After that, you need to check out. Would you like to extend your stay?" the waiter asked politely.

"Rip-off joint, a total rip-off." Lin Fan cursed inwardly, but being new in town, he couldn't make a scene. He waved his hand and said, "We won't stay."

"Very well."

...

"Benefactor, are we really not staying?" Venerable Shakya asked after the waiter left.

"How can we stay? Do you have any more Saint Sun Pills?" Lin Fan rolled his eyes and asked.

"No." Venerable Shakya shrugged helplessly.

"Then that's settled. Let's go. First, we need to form a team. It seems that without a team, nothing is convenient here." Though Lin Fan didn't fully understand the situation yet, even staying at an inn required a team identity, or else there was no discount.

A mighty Seventh Layer Divine Position cultivator, reduced to such a miserable life.

Finally, after washing up and making inquiries, they learned where to apply for a team.

"Sorry, you two. Since your contribution points are less than ten thousand, you cannot form a team." The receptionist was a sweet girl. She blinked her big eyes and said sweetly.

"Damn, what kind of place is this? To form a team, you need ten thousand contribution points? Why so many rules?" Lin Fan felt like crying. Wasn't this a scam?

But keeping his composure, Lin Fan whispered, "Sis, we brothers are really strong. Can we owe the ten thousand contribution points for now? Register our team, and once we earn some contribution points, we'll pay you back, okay?"

"Benefactor miss, please do us a favor." Venerable Shakya put on a flattering smile.

"Sorry, you two. To form a team, you need ten thousand contribution points. You can join another team to earn some." The sweet girl remained patient.

"Sis, won't you do us a favor?" Lin Fan looked around, then leaned in and said in a less friendly tone.

"No." The girl shook her head, showing no fear.

Watching the girl's fearless gaze, Lin Fan was convinced.

"Alright, sis, you're tough. We'll come back once we've earned ten thousand contribution points." Lin Fan didn't want to say more. These people here were too rigid, completely inflexible—it was utterly terrifying.

"Okay, I hope you two can earn ten thousand contribution points soon." The sweet girl flashed her white teeth and said with a smile.

"Baldy, let's go." Lin Fan hadn't expected the Sanctuary to have so many rules; he was helpless.

"Benefactor, what do we do now? Where can we earn those ten thousand contribution points?" Venerable Shijia looked at Lin Fan bitterly, at a loss.

Lin Fan put one hand on his hip, looked up at the sky, and a hint of a sinister smile curled at the corner of his mouth. "Hmph, isn't it just ten thousand contribution points? How could that stump me?"

"Oh! Benefactor has a plan?" Venerable Shijia's face lit up with joy, gazing at Lin Fan in admiration.

"Hehe!" Lin Fan said nothing, but a sly grin spread across his face.

"Baldy, do you know what the fastest way to get rich in this world is?" Lin Fan asked the bald man.

Venerable Shijia looked at Lin Fan, thought for a moment, then shook his head. "Benefactor, this humble monk does not know."

"I knew you wouldn't know, but you'll find out soon enough." Lin Fan smiled calmly and led Venerable Shijia away from there.

……

In a certain alley.

"Benefactor, is this really appropriate?" Venerable Shijia's eyes darted around, a mix of fear and timidity.

"What's there to be afraid of? It's just robbery. Follow my lead, and it'll be fine." Lin Fan directly covered his face with a black cloth, leaving only a pair of gleaming eyes.

"Benefactor, this humble monk cannot do this." Venerable Shijia shook his head again.

"Baldy, do you want us to suffer here every day and sleep outside?"

"Look around—gold is everywhere, contribution points are everywhere. Look at those guys in the tavern, feasting on meat and wine, enjoying themselves. Our cultivation here makes us top-tier experts, but look at the life we're living now. How can we let ten thousand contribution points block our way?" Lin Fan said.

Venerable Shijia was silent for a moment. "Sigh, if I don't enter hell, who will? This is all to help the benefactor. Surely the Buddha will not blame me."

"Good, that's the spirit. Go ahead, I'll wait for you here." Lin Fan gripped the ninety-five red brick in his hand, his eyes gleaming even brighter.

……

On the path, quite a few people were passing by.

Venerable Shijia watched the passersby, recalling what Benefactor Lin had told him, looking for the kind of simpleton Lin Fan had described.

Suddenly, Venerable Shijia's eyes lit up, and he immediately stepped forward.

"Amitabha, benefactor, this humble monk sees a spiritual light shooting from your crown chakra straight into the sky. I have an item here that can ensure you soar to great heights. How about coming with me, and I will give you this treasure?" Venerable Shijia spoke earnestly, as if he truly meant it.

Lin Fan watched stealthily from the shadows, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth. Good job, baldy, with my opening line, no one can resist the bait.

Standing before Venerable Shijia was a fat man, short and chubby, with big eyes blinking innocently.

"Are you trying to get me to follow you into that alley and rob me of my contribution points?" the fat man stammered.

"Ah! Benefactor, how did you know?" Venerable Shijia was taken aback. Could this benefactor have the ability to read minds?

"I... I just know. Because I did the same thing when I first came here, but I got caught by the overseers and locked up for a year. Baldy, I advise you to turn back. Here, I'll give you a hundred contribution points. Be upright and honest—don't stoop to these sneaky tricks." The fat man stammered, then transferred a stream of contribution points from his storage ring to Venerable Shijia.

"Thank you, benefactor, for this wake-up call. This humble monk understands." Venerable Shijia said with emotion, then watched the fat man leave.

Lin Fan, hiding there, watched the scene unfold and was left speechless.

"Sigh..."