Everything was settled. Apart from the corpses, all that remained at the scene were deep craters.
Loot the corpses!
Lin Fan felt all over Li Xionghe's body. Only after searching for ages did he find anything.
"What the fuck? Just this?"
After all that searching, he had only found a single cultivation manual. And why did the name look so ugly?
"Violent Wolf-Fang Club."
"Forget it. Having something is better than nothing. This wolf-fang club is my exclusive weapon now. I'll swap it out when I find something better." Looking at the wolf-fang club in his hands, Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction.
It looked imposing and extraordinary. Bringing it out to fight someone would certainly make quite a statement.
But he would have to practice this technique himself. What a pain.
Suddenly!
Something different happened.
Spend 10 points to unlock "Violent Wolf-Fang Club"?
Lin Fan froze. This felt a little unscientific. How could he use points to practice this? Why couldn't he do that with the Proud Bone Body Tempering Art?
But he couldn't be bothered to think too much about it. Of course he would spend them. Anything that could be solved with points wasn't a problem.
10 points consumed. Violent Wolf-Fang Club (first layer) Strength enhancement. Requires 100 points to advance to the second layer.
Lin Fan thought it over carefully and gained some understanding. The Proud Bone Body Tempering Art was a technique that increased his cultivation, so naturally, he couldn't improve it with points.
The Violent Wolf-Fang Club, however, was an offensive technique. No matter how much he improved it, his cultivation itself wouldn't rise, but his strength would increase.
Having figured that out, he didn't hesitate any longer and upgraded it again.
100 points consumed. Violent Wolf-Fang Club (second layer) Strength enhancement. Requires 200 points to advance to the third layer.
He felt a clear change in his arms. His strength had grown even greater, and the moment he gripped the wolf-fang club, it felt as though he had already practiced with it for a long time.
At the same time, the Qi and blood within him boiled, brimming with strength as though they had undergone a long period of honing.
That felt good!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The wind whistled.
In Lin Fan's hands, the wolf-fang club moved with consummate mastery, as though he had practiced with it for ages.
"Haha, holy shit! I thought my golden finger could only draw prizes. So it has other uses too. Looks like I'll have to explore it properly."
He was truly surprised now. There were probably even more functions he knew nothing about waiting for him down the road.
Besides, the points required for these upgrades weren't too many. Actually, though, they were already quite a lot. Someone at the Body Tempering Ninth Layer was only worth 90 points, while an upgrade now required 200. That was already very expensive.
Compared to drawing prizes, though, this was still perfectly reasonable.
He continued upgrading.
Third layer.
Fourth layer.
At this point, Lin Fan noticed a change in the Violent Wolf-Fang Club.
Violent Wolf-Fang Club (fourth layer) Strength enhancement, air explosion. Requires 800 points to advance to the fifth layer.
Upgrading to the fourth layer had already consumed 710 points.
That might not seem like much, but to Lin Fan, the further he went, the more points it would probably require. That was a little terrifying.
Even so, he felt that his strength was even more formidable than before.
Air explosion?
What was that?
Without hesitation, he unleashed all nine moves of the Violent Wolf-Fang Club in an instant.
Lin Fan felt his Qi and blood boil over completely.
"Hah!"
He smashed out a blow and clearly saw a force erupt around the wolf-fang club. An explosion rang out, and the earth on the ground split apart.
"Holy shit, that's strong."
Lin Fan's eyes shone with an indescribable excitement.
Back to the sect. I have to go back.
Now that I'm this strong, I'd be letting myself down if I didn't show off properly.
As for wandering the world, that idea could wait. There was no rush for now.
After Lin Fan left, the place was nothing but a scene of devastation. Its many deep craters made it frightening even to look at.
The sect!
When he returned to the sect, he happened to run into two senior brothers.
"Senior Brother Yin, Senior Brother Gao, where are you going?" With the wolf-fang club resting on his shoulder, Lin Fan went up to greet them with a smile.
Yin Xiaotian had been chatting with Gao Dazhuang, but froze when he saw Lin Fan. "Junior Brother Lin, where did you get that wolf-fang club?"
Lin Fan chuckled. "Where else? I made some progress in my cultivation, so I went out and finished my mission. That bandit second-in-command happened to use this weapon. I liked the look of it, so I just took it."
Both men looked impressed. "Impressive."
Lin Fan smiled smugly. "Senior Brothers, what are you up to?"
"That fellow Zhang Long invited us to go on a training mission together. Dazhuang and I were considering whether to join." Yin Xiaotian sounded somewhat displeased when he mentioned Zhang Long, though it wasn't quite loathing.
He was also somewhat tempted by the idea of training in a group. At least Zhang Long was a reliable person who could help ensure their safety.
If it were a stranger, they would really have to think it over. They didn't want to be betrayed during their training.
Such things happened often. Fellow disciples striking from the shadows when they encountered treasure was a recurring occurrence.
Hearing this, Lin Fan immediately grinned. "Senior Brothers, you definitely have to join. Even I'm joining. Aren't you coming?"
Beside them, Gao Dazhuang scratched his head. "We only wanted to join because we heard you and Senior Brother Lü were joining, Junior Brother Lin. Your Senior Brother Yin has already agreed. He's just grumbling a little."
Yin Xiaotian glared at Gao Dazhuang. "Dazhuang, you talk too much. From now on, don't talk when I'm around. Just beat people up."
"Okay." Gao Dazhuang smiled.
Looking at the two of them, Lin Fan kept feeling they were brimming with bromance. He didn't linger. "Senior Brothers, I'm going to turn in my mission. Let's chat later."
After bidding the two senior brothers farewell, he went to the mission turn-in area and handed in his mission.
The monetary reward wasn't much, only a thousand, along with a mid-tier Human Grade cultivation pill.
These really weren't much to Lin Fan, not even as much as he had gotten from looting corpses. Still, his gains this time were excellent, mainly because he really loved the look of this wolf-fang club.
The technique was also quite good, temporarily making up for his lack of offensive moves.
As Lin Fan was about to leave the mission hall, a man appeared before him.
"Greetings, Junior Brother. My name is Liu Feng."
Lin Fan looked at the man before him, slightly puzzled. "Senior Brother Liu, is there something you need?"
This senior brother had a fair, clean-cut face and small eyes, but there was a gleam in them.
To Lin Fan, however, people like this were generally very sinister.
Liu Feng smiled. "Junior Brother, that wolf-fang club of yours looks mighty and extraordinary. I find myself quite taken with it. May I ask where you got it?"
Lin Fan immediately smiled. "Senior Brother Liu, you really have a good eye. This wolf-fang club actually wasn't mine. Someone gave it to me."
"Gave it to you?" Liu Feng froze, finding that hard to believe. He examined it carefully. It was indeed the wolf-fang club he recognized.
Seeing that the other man didn't believe him, Lin Fan couldn't help boasting. "Someone really did give it to me. That man was strange, too. After seeing me, he acted like he'd spotted something and kept pestering me, insisting on giving me his weapon. You know, I'm softhearted. I couldn't stand all his coaxing and pestering, so I finally agreed to accept his gift. Ah, Senior Brother, you really have to admit, this world is full of good people."
"Senior Brother, enough chatting. I have to head back. See you."
Liu Feng stood where he was, watching the retreating figure with his brows tightly knitted and an indescribable anger inside him. He felt he had been played like a monkey.
At the same time, his heart grew somewhat heavy, and he hurried away.