Chapter 990: Getting on Track

To prove the awesomeness of his pills, Lin Fan went all out.

And this Nangong Ming was just unlucky, getting beaten up. After all, without strength, sticking your neck out would surely bring great misfortune.

The surrounding disciples watched the scene curiously.

Nangong Ming was spitting blood in gurgles, a sight that terrified them.

If this continued, Nangong Ming would die.

But just then, a shocking scene occurred that stunned everyone.

Somehow, a burst of light suddenly erupted from Nangong Ming's body. The light was very soft, and then the injured areas slowly began to repair themselves.

"Eh, what's going on?"

Nangong Ming, who had been like a dead dog, suddenly stood up, looked around, and couldn't find anything wrong.

Then, Nangong Ming seemed to remember that he had been beaten up and was almost dead.

When his eyes fell on Lin Fan, Nangong Ming suddenly became angry, "It's you..."

But the rage didn't last a second before Nangong Ming's expression changed instantly, replaced by utter shock.

"Weren't you about to kill me just now?" Nangong Ming exclaimed, but after checking himself, he found that there were no injuries at all, not a single problem.

The surrounding disciples were also dumbfounded.

What the hell was going on?

"Damn, wasn't Senior Brother Nangong about to die? How could he suddenly recover?"

"I don't know. That guy just fed Senior Brother Nangong a pill called Liyun Dan, and he got better."

"A divine pill? Is it really a divine pill?"

"This is even better than a divine pill. Even the Shennong Wuji Dan takes an incense stick's time to recover, and it can never restore someone to perfect health."

Lin Fan shouted at that moment, "You've all seen the effect. There are four Liyun Dan left and five Hunyuan Fa Dan. If you need them, order quickly."

"These are life-saving divine pills. Don't miss out, or they'll be gone."

Lin Fan promoted them. It seemed he really had to show some real skill.

At that moment, the watching disciples began to stir restlessly.

At first, they really didn't believe it, but now they found that the pills were simply miraculous.

"Give me one." An inner disciple shouted. Such a pill was essentially an extra life.

In the future, whether fighting others or exploring secret realms, safety would be greatly improved.

"I want one of each."

"I want this Liyun Dan."

"I want this Hunyuan Fa Dan."

In an instant, the surrounding disciples swarmed Lin Fan.

The dumbfounded Nangong Ming watched all this in shock, then was pushed outside by the crowd.

He felt something was off.

He seemed fine now.

But earlier, he had been severely beaten by the other party.

Yet although the other party had beaten him, he now had no injuries at all.

So did that count as a beating or not?

At that moment, Nangong Ming began to ponder, feeling that this matter needed careful consideration.

...

At that moment, there were too many buyers, and Lin Fan was overwhelmed.

"Too many people, limited pills. Now starting the auction. First Liyun Dan, starting bid fifty thousand."

"Fifty-one thousand."

"Fifty-two thousand..."

"Sixty thousand..."

At that moment, the scene was lively. Some disciples at nearby stalls stared at Lin Fan in shock. How could this even work?

After all the pills were sold, Lin Fan found he had earned eight hundred thousand contribution points.

Rich.

With just a few pills, he had earned eight hundred thousand contribution points. Lin Fan felt this business had great potential.

The disciples who hadn't bought pills looked disappointed.

Some were dead broke, watching others spend large contribution points on pills, feeling miserable.

On the path of martial arts, while it was about strength, sometimes seeing others flaunt their wealth in front of you was also hurtful.

Lin Fan left the market, planning to go to the sect to see if there was anything good to exchange.

But then he noticed that Nangong Ming was following him.

"What do you want?" Lin Fan turned and asked.

Nangong Ming looked at Lin Fan. His earlier confident demeanor was gone, replaced by a weak expression.

The fake-fighting Saint Nangong Ming had completely failed this time.

"I want to cooperate with you." Nangong Ming took a deep breath and said.

"Cooperate on what?" Lin Fan asked doubtfully. What was there to cooperate on? He didn't understand.

"I know you want to sell pills, but others won't believe in them. I'm willing to be a test subject." Nangong Ming said.

Lin Fan was stunned. This guy said he wanted to be his test subject?

That was pretty impressive.

But in Lin Fan's view, what he said wasn't unreasonable.

The pills he refined were indeed a bit different from the ones here.

The earlier pills were only average; their effects were nothing special.

But to these people, they were divine pills. What could Lin Fan say?

Lin Fan could refine real divine pills, as long as he had good divine herbs.

But the pills he was refining now had effects comparable to divine pills, so these disciples naturally thought that any pill with such efficacy must be a divine pill.

Yet these divine pills lacked the Dao of Immortals, so they were considered fake.

But if he had a test subject, it might be much easier.

"How many contribution points?" Lin Fan asked.

Nangong Ming thought for a moment, then said, "Five thousand contribution points per day."

"Okay, deal." Lin Fan nodded.

Given Lin Fan's current rate of earning contribution points, five thousand was nothing.

Nangong Ming breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Lin Fan agree.

Although he was an inner disciple, his life was somewhat miserable. As a fighting warrior, many disciples didn't like to be around him.

They didn't take him to secret realms either, so if he went alone, he might not even earn ten thousand contribution points in a month.

Moreover, the danger level was quite high; he could easily die in a secret realm.

But the path of martial arts required many resources. Without contribution points, it was really hard to improve his cultivation.

Because when he discovered that the pills Lin Fan sold were real, Nangong Ming started thinking about this matter.

He found that this business had great commercial prospects.

He could also earn enough contribution points for his cultivation.

After Lin Fan and Nangong Ming agreed on the time and place to meet the next day, they went their separate ways.