Still Benefiting From Old Ye's Light

The next day, Xu Wen got up early.

In fact, he hadn't slept much all night, tossing and turning with excitement.

By the time Su Fan got up, Xu Wen had already made breakfast.

Old Xu was as excited as could be, but Su Fan didn't take it seriously at all.

"I'm going to set up my stall in the market town later. You can stay at my place for a couple of days, and we'll talk after things calm down."

Old Xu immediately became anxious.

"Brother, what are you afraid of? Even the Qingxuan Sect's enforcement team shows you respect. You'll be able to walk all over Shaoyang Market from now on."

Su Fan waved his hand and said, "Big brother, you do your gang stuff, I don't want to get involved in your messes."

Hearing his words, Old Xu was a bit confused.

"Brother, in the entire Shaoyang Market Town, let alone us rogue cultivators, even those outer disciples of the Qingxuan Sect can't get close to those inner disciples of the enforcement team."

Su Fan was amused by Old Xu; so this was what he was worried about.

"Big brother, you want me to get close to these people from the enforcement team?"

Seeing Old Xu nod vigorously, Su Fan waved his hand.

"I can't bring myself to butter them up when they're not interested. I can't do that."

Su Fan turned and left after speaking. Old Xu sighed, lamenting such a great opportunity, wondering why Su Fan wasn't seizing it.

Su Fan understood Old Xu's intentions very clearly.

If it were Old Xu, he could have handled this matter properly, but Su Fan had no such inclination.

He just wanted to live comfortably and not get involved in other people's business.

He arrived at the market town again, setting up his stall to sell goods just like before.

Last night's events seemed as if they never happened.

In the afternoon, a person wearing Qingxuan Sect attire came to his stall.

The opponent's cultivation was very high, and Su Fan dared not use his "Lightning Dharma Eye."

But just from the opponent's aura, he knew they were at least at the ninth level of Qi Refining, likely the person in charge of the enforcement team.

"I am Meng Fan of the Qingxuan Sect. You can come directly to me if you need anything in the future."

Upon hearing the other party's words, Su Fan quickly cupped his hands.

"Then thank you..."

The other party gave Su Fan a deep look and handed him Ye Tianhe's Flying Sword token.

"This is Senior Brother Tianhe's token. Keep it safe..."

After saying that, he glanced at Su Fan again before turning and leaving.

Su Fan put the token into his Storage Bag, shaking his head with a wry smile.

These sect disciples, they were all so arrogant. If not for Old Ye's instructions, they wouldn't even bother acknowledging him.

At this moment, Su Fan suddenly felt that it was very quiet around him.

He looked to his left and right and was startled.

The rogue cultivator market seemed to have a time-stopping device; almost everyone looked as if they were under a paralysis spell, staring at him with wide eyes.

Su Fan slapped his forehead; he had been reckless.

From now on, he probably wouldn't have a moment's peace in Shaoyang Market Town.

Su Fan hadn't expected Meng Fan of the Qingxuan Sect to be so straightforward, coming directly to the rogue cultivator market to see him.

Actually, he hadn't thought much of it at the time, only truly realizing it now.

The person in charge of the Qingxuan Sect's enforcement team personally coming to his stall to see him, how would these rogue cultivators view this matter?

He couldn't continue setting up his stall; he should go home and stay for a few days.

Su Fan quickly packed up his stall, slung his worn-out bag over his shoulder, and under the watchful eyes of all the rogue cultivators, he left the market town in a flustered state.

Only after entering his courtyard did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Su Fan decided that he definitely wouldn't go to the market town for a while, waiting until people forgot about this matter.

He thought he had it all figured out, but someone showed up at his door that afternoon.

The first visitor was Taihe Hall, which was responsible for the rogue cultivator market.

The person who came was a polite middle-aged rogue cultivator who said he had offended Su Fan before and asked for his forgiveness.

He left a Storage Bag, saying it was a refund of the stall fees previously collected, and then left.

Su Fan opened the Storage Bag and found five hundred Spirit Stones inside.

This is...

With so many Spirit Stones, how many years would it have taken him to earn them?

Damn it, since they're giving it to me, I'll take it. It's ill-gotten gains anyway.

Xu Wen was stunned. The leader of Taihe Hall was protected by several outer disciples of the Qingxuan Sect.

Immediately after, the leader of the Dark Cloud Gang, who had set up an ambush last night, arrived.

A cultivator at the late stage of Qi Refining entered the courtyard and dropped to his knees before Su Fan with a "plop."

The big man wept profusely, repeatedly claiming that his subordinates had acted on their own accord, making him seem more wronged than Meng Jiangnv.

Then, a large group of people began moving things into the courtyard.

After Taihe Hall left, people from other gangs also came, including those from Swift Wind Hall, where Old Xu belonged.

Even several shops in the market town came to join the fun.

Su Fan was dumbfounded; he had never experienced such a scene before.

Fortunately, Old Xu was there, a man who knew how to handle such situations.

Su Fan closed the door, deciding not to see anyone.

He handed over all these welcoming and seeing-off matters to Xu Wen.

It wasn't until evening that things finally settled down.

Old Xu walked into the room beaming, picked up his teacup, and drank his fill. Then, he picked up a list.

"Brother, I've just calculated..."

Su Fan was annoyed and waved his hand to interrupt him.

"Enough, I don't want to hear it right now..."

Old Xu chuckled and said, "Alright, I'll tell you tomorrow."

He hesitated for a moment after speaking and then said, "The leader of our Swift Wind Hall asked me to tell you that from now on, they will give you thirty percent of their monthly earnings."

Su Fan was instantly stunned and quickly asked, "Why...?"

Old Xu chuckled and replied, "You are now an Elder Enshrinee of our Swift Wind Hall. You don't have to do anything every day; you can just sit back and receive Spirit Stones."

Su Fan immediately became angry. These people just wanted to use his name to swagger around.

"I won't do it..."

Old Xu gave a wry smile and then patted his chest, promising.

"Brother, with me here, you can rest assured. Our Swift Wind Hall won't use your name to cause trouble. We just don't want to be bullied."

Su Fan listened to Old Xu's words, thought for a moment, and nodded.

"Fine, Elder Enshrinee it is, but I won't be responsible if anything happens."

Seeing Su Fan agree, Old Xu quickly bowed repeatedly.

"If the Swift Wind Hall causes trouble everywhere, I will be the first to withdraw."

Su Fan gave a wry smile. Joining a hall wasn't bad; it would stop other gangs from harassing him.

At least with Old Xu watching over the Swift Wind Hall, he would know immediately if anything happened.

From then on, Su Fan kept his door closed to visitors.

He stayed home every day cultivating and drawing talismans, and in the evenings, he would have a drink with Old Xu. His days were very leisurely.

Just a few days ago, he was still worrying about Spirit Stones. Who would have thought that without having to set up a stall, Spirit Stones would now be delivered to his doorstep every month?

The Spirit Stones alone from those gangs, all added together, must be at least seven or eight thousand.

And every month, Swift Wind Hall also had an income, which Old Xu said was at least two to three hundred.

This was just for now; in the future, with Su Fan as an Elder Enshrinee, Swift Wind Hall's profits would increase severalfold.

In any case, he wouldn't have to worry about Spirit Stones for the next year or two.

At first, Su Fan was a bit apprehensive, but after a few days, he came to terms with it.

Ultimately, he was still benefiting from Old Ye's influence.

Since he already owed so many favors, it didn't matter if he owed a few more.