Naturally, Lin Fan would not pass up such a fine magical artifact.
When he finished walking through the ninth peak and was about to head to Main Mountain, he saw a familiar figure slowly approaching from nearby.
"Qianshan, you knew I was here?"
Lin Fan looked surprised. He had not sensed anyone watching him, so how had Qianshan known his location?
Hearing this,
Qianshan said irritably, "Master Lin, you took all the magical artifacts My Martial Uncle buried. How could I not know where you were?"
"My Martial Uncle is furious right now. He even said he was going to teach you a harsh lesson."
Teach me a lesson?
Lin Fan smiled faintly. "If he really wants to teach me a lesson, tell him to come over."
"To tell you the truth, I only broke through recently, and I've been looking for someone to practice against."
"I just did a divination. Your senior martial uncle is at the middle Golden Core stage, right? The same realm as me."
He stepped forward and patted Qianshan on the shoulder.
Lin Fan really liked Qianshan's temperament. Although Qianshan had powerful backing, he never displayed the arrogance of a major sect's disciple.
"You're already at the middle Golden Core stage?"
Qianshan looked surprised. "Didn't you just break through? How could you be at the middle Golden Core stage?"
Lin Fan shrugged. He was not like ordinary cultivators.
Seeing Lin Fan's reaction, Qianshan did not press him further. Lin Fan clearly did not want to talk about it, and continuing to ask would have been a little rude.
"Master Lin, let me tell you something..."
Qianshan recounted what had happened at the summit. He hoped Lin Fan would not reveal his identity after going up Main Mountain.
So that was what happened.
Lin Fan did