Returning to the Small Mountain Village

The maid beside him saw Lin Fan's expression.

Unable to suppress her laughter, she turned away.

After Su Qingwei finished counting them.

These medicinal herbs fetched roughly 800 taels of silver in total. After accepting the silver, Lin Fan thanked her.

"Young Master, if you have medicinal herbs again in the future, please come sell them here. We will still purchase them at eighty percent of the market price."

Su Qingwei's eyes curved into crescents.

She casually handed him a Su Family VIP card.

"Young Master, this is our VIP card. With this card, you can receive a ten percent discount when purchasing items at any Su Family shop."

"My name is Lin Fan. Thank you, Miss Su Qingwei."

Lin Fan bowed and accepted it.

After selling the remaining prey and some other goods as usual, Lin Fan and Uncle Wang's group left the shop.

"Lin Fan? That's quite a nice name."

Su Qingwei sat behind the counter, propping her head on one hand. She lingered there for a while, seemingly lost in thought, before returning upstairs.

This time, he had obtained 800 taels of silver, so Lin Fan was in quite a good mood. Once he reached a secluded place with no one around, Lin Fan set aside 600 taels and silently recited, "Recharge."

With a flash of light, the 600 taels of silver vanished instantly. The balance number on the pale blue panel began skyrocketing as well.

Lin Fan planned to use the remaining 200 taels to stroll around the town and see whether there was anything he needed to buy.

As for the silver earned from selling the prey, he treated it as compensation for Uncle Wang and the others' trouble in accompanying him here. Lin Fan distributed all that silver among the hunting party.

Uncle Wang and the others could not refuse, so they had no choice but to accept it.

In any case, Lin Fan could now catch such prey rather easily. If he did not carry the golden rat Mao Mao around to gather medicinal herbs and only hunted, he could casually catch five or six wild goats a day.

The town was rather prosperous.

Although some aspects could not compare to Blue Star from his previous life, in terms of bustling crowds and liveliness, it was not inferior in the slightest.

Uncle Wang and the others needed to buy everyday necessities such as millet and salt, so they parted ways with Lin Fan and agreed to meet at the city gate.

Now that he had more than 800 taels of silver, his cultivation speed could rise by quite a bit again.

He was now in the Muscle Refinement Realm. With a 300-fold cultivation effect boost, he would need several months to reach the Bone Tempering Realm.

If he activated a 1,000-fold, twenty-four-hour Cultivation Effect Doubling System boost now at the cost of 100 taels of silver, perhaps he could reach the Bone Tempering Realm after using up the 800 taels.

Thinking of the future,

Lin Fan entered a bookstore and bought every book related to Artifact Forging and Alchemy.

As the saying went, too many skills did not weigh one down.

Though that saying might not always be true, it should be true for Lin Fan now.

After all, other people were already busy to the bone simply cultivating their techniques every day. Where would they find the spare time to learn other crafts?

Thus, most alchemists and artifact forgers were people who no longer sought to advance further on the martial path, or martial artists who did not hope to reach any profound realm, and so studied these crafts while cultivating their techniques.

But Lin Fan did not need to worry about such problems. With the Cultivation Effect Doubling System that consumed silver, he had the ability and the conditions to become a legendary all-rounder.

During the spare time between cultivating his techniques, he could also master other skills.

After mastering Alchemy and Artifact Forging, he would have a craft to rely on after leaving the Small Mountain Village. He could refine pills or artifacts himself and sell them.

After searching for medicinal herbs over the past few days, the herbs near the Small Mountain Village had already become much scarcer. Hunting was not a long-term solution either. Some prey had to be left for the villagers to hunt and make a living from.

Unlike bookstores, the procedures for opening medicine shops or artifact shops were comparatively much simpler and easier. After all, such shops required a fairly high level of Alchemy or Artifact Forging skill as a threshold.

Moreover, martial artists had a great demand for such items, and they were often in a state where supply could not meet demand.

Some precious pills were even frequently out of stock.

It was just a pity that the bookstores only sold relatively basic books. More profound cultivation methods and techniques were still difficult to come across.

Lin Fan also made sure to visit the food street of this world's town. He spent a little over one tael of silver packing up all sorts of snacks and delicacies, intending to bring some back for his younger sister Lin Ruoruo and several children in the village.

A tael of silver had considerable purchasing power when used to buy snacks. He stuffed an enormous bag full to bursting.

Of course, part of the reason was that Lin Fan himself wanted to eat some too.

After buying everything he needed.

Lin Fan met up with Uncle Wang and the others at their agreed location, then left through the city gate. The sky was still bright at that time.

The group had spent a little over two hours in town.

The return journey was much faster. By the time they reached the cave where they had rested on the way over, the sky had just turned dark.

Lin Fan himself was not very tired. However, Uncle Wang and the others had no martial cultivation and were all ordinary people. On top of pushing carts for an entire day, they were already rather exhausted.

Looking at the distant mountains whose outlines were gradually blurring, then at the bulging bag of snacks in his pack, Lin Fan discussed it with Uncle Wang and the others and decided to leave first and return to the village.

Now that Lin Fan was a Muscle Refinement Realm expert, his full-speed running was scarcely slower than a cheetah's. When they had first left the town earlier, he had not moved quickly because he was escorting Uncle Wang's group.

On the mountain road beneath the night sky, stars gradually emerged overhead. Bright moonlight spilled across the path. Unlike Blue Star, the moon here took roughly thirty days—one month—to go through a full cycle of waxing and waning, about twice as slow as it had been on Blue Star.

Lin Fan carried his pack on one shoulder and held a sharpened branch he had picked up somewhere in his other hand as a weapon. He was confident that, with his current strength, even if he encountered a wild boar blocking the mountain road, he could pierce it straight through with this sharpened wooden spear without getting close, simply by throwing it.

A thousand jin of force applied to the wooden spear might be about as powerful as some heavy crossbows from his previous life. Of course, because the wooden spear was relatively light, Lin Fan still found it difficult to exert his full strength and could use only a little over half of it at most. This was when the importance of weapons became apparent.

No matter which world it was, weapons were still quite important in enhancing one's combat strength.

Along the rugged mountain trail, Lin Fan's figure flashed like lightning as he leaped and ran toward the village.

Although there was no real danger in the village, and the golden rat Mao Mao was with his younger sister, Lin Fan still wanted to return sooner and see his sister sooner.