Chapter 991: Really Hard on Himself

Carrying eight hundred thousand contribution points, Lin Fan felt he was a bit of a small tycoon.

He arrived at the sect's exchange office.

After browsing, some things were indeed very expensive.

For instance, the Five Elements Sword Intent he cultivated was one of five sword techniques, ranked twenty-first in the sect, and required three million contribution points to exchange.

That was undeniably very costly.

With his current contribution points, wanting to exchange for these things was completely a dream.

He also noticed some immortal pills.

Healing immortal pills generally cost over a hundred thousand.

But pills that could enhance strength required even more contribution points.

For ordinary people, these immortal pills were impressive, but for Lin Fan, as long as he had the materials, he could create a pill realm.

He roughly scanned through.

Lin Fan did fancy a few martial arts divine abilities, but they were a bit expensive, still short by about a million.

Then he went to the market and bought some spirit herbs.

He didn't buy those precious spirit herbs, but some ordinary ones, still planning to refine these two types of pills.

The next day!

Lin Fan met up with Nangong Ming.

This time, Lin Fan refined twenty pills.

If he could sell them all, he would make a killing.

But this time, Nangong Ming suggested he not go to the market.

The disciples there had relatively little money.

"Most of the wealthy disciples use the Heavenly Earth Fire at Pill Peak to refine pills," Nangong Ming said.

Lin Fan knew what Pill Peak was; it was a place for disciples to refine pills, but it charged a fee.

Ten thousand contribution points per day.

The flames there were Heavenly Earth Fire, greatly aiding pill refinement, not only improving pill quality but also increasing success rates.

Nangong Ming was right; going there might yield greater returns.

When Lin Fan and the others arrived at Pill Peak.

Waves of pill fragrance assailed their noses, making Lin Fan feel this was a world of pills.

It was packed with people, and quite a few disciples were doing business around, including many selling high-grade pills.

"Immortal-Breaking Pill, one hundred thousand contribution points each."

Someone was hawking.

This Immortal-Breaking Pill, if exchanged at the sect, would cost two hundred thousand contribution points.

The pill mainly increased the success rate of breaking through to the True Immortal Realm.

But the Immortal-Breaking Pills sold here naturally couldn't compare to the sect's.

There was no small gap between them.

"Alright, let's start business," Lin Fan said.

Then Nangong Ming beat the gong and drum.

"Take a look, selling immortal pills!"

"Li Yun Pill, recovers from any injury no matter how severe!"

"Hun Yuan Fa Dan, replenishes all mana in an instant!"

"Passing by, don't miss out!"

Nangong Ming's hoarse shout indeed attracted many people.

Lin Fan felt his chance to get rich was coming, and he also shouted, "Take a look at these pills, all healing immortal products! With these pills, no fear going out, no worry about running out of mana!"

"What pills have such power? Could they really be immortal pills?"

"What's this? Not even a single immortal law, and they call it an immortal pill."

"The medicinal power is decent, but it's just an ordinary pill."

The disciples attracted over, upon seeing these pills, lost much interest.

Some disciples preparing to refine pills were all wealthy, and upon hearing about immortal pills, they rushed over eagerly.

These healing immortal pills were life-saving items; if in a secret realm or in a fight, having a pill with exceptional healing effects could change the outcome of victory.

But when they saw these pills, their interest completely vanished.

What the hell? Not even a single immortal law, and they still call it an immortal pill.

Lin Fan watched these disciples, who were about to leave after seeing the pills, and didn't take it to heart. He then glanced at Nangong Ming—this was the time for Nangong Ming to shine.

"Everyone, wait a moment," Nangong Ming suddenly called out.

The crowd was puzzled, wondering what this guy was up to.

After all, everyone's time was precious; how could they be delayed by these people?

Nangong Ming looked at the crowd, "I know you don't believe these are immortal pills. Right, they aren't immortal pills, but they have effects more miraculous than immortal pills. Now, please don't blink; the moment of witnessing a miracle is coming."

The surrounding disciples watched Nangong Ming, not knowing what he intended to do.

They even seemed to be saying, 'Go ahead with your show.'

Lin Fan felt his moment had come, and just as he was about to raise his fist, Nangong Ming stopped him with a hand, "No need, I have a better idea."

Lin Fan was taken aback, lowering his fist, wondering what Nangong Ming was up to.

At that moment, Nangong Ming pulled out a long blade and placed it before the crowd.

"You can inspect it. How is this blade?" Nangong Ming said.

The disciples who were attracted touched it and immediately felt a sharpness emanating from it.

"This is a good blade."

"Yeah, if refined a bit more, it might become a low-grade supreme treasure."

This blade was something Nangong Ming had obtained by chance in the secret realm.

It was also the most impressive treasure Nangong Ming had.

"I hope everyone won't blink later," Nangong Ming shouted, then raised the long blade.

The many disciples, watching this scene, were somewhat shocked. What was he going to do?

How was he going to verify?

Suddenly, everyone stared in disbelief at the scene before them.

"Holy shit!"

Even Lin Fan, who had some idea, couldn't help but curse.

This Nangong Ming was too ruthless.

Blood spilled all over the ground.

The surrounding disciples were also stunned.

"He's going to self-harm!"

"Damn, does he have to be so ruthless? He's going to die!"

Nangong Ming stabbed the blade directly into his stomach. Even with his cultivation at the Supreme Realm, it was unbearable.

Pfft!

Nangong Ming pulled out the long blade, then stabbed into his stomach again.

Gulp!

The surrounding disciples were scared stiff.

They didn't understand what was going on. Wasn't this a pill promotion? Why was he hurting himself?

Nangong Ming knelt on one knee, his face twisted in pain.

Pain, it was too painful.

"Is this injury considered severe?" Nangong Ming looked up at the crowd.

The dumbfounded disciples nodded vigorously.

This was definitely a severe injury.

If this wasn't severe, what could be?

At that moment, Lin Fan quickly placed the pill in Nangong Ming's hand.

Nangong Ming held the pill and showed it to the crowd.

"This is the Li Yun Pill. No matter how severe the injury, it can heal."

With that, Nangong Ming swallowed the pill.

Lin Fan couldn't help but admire Nangong Ming; this guy was really hard on himself.