"Damn, what a lucky break. From now on, I can make my fortune off demonic beasts." Alone in his tent, Lin Fan smiled like a chrysanthemum in full bloom. Thinking about reaching the pinnacle of life by slaughtering demonic beasts felt indescribably good-absolutely fantastic.
For the demonic beasts, however, being marked by a freak like him was a disaster of annihilating proportions.
There were only two paths before him now: either draw prizes or use his points to upgrade the "Violent Wolf-Fang Club."
But to Lin Fan, this prize draw business was so infuriating it made his kidneys ache. With his current luck, it was practically a scam. Could he really have used up all his luck on that first Eternal Draw?
Upgrade to the eighth level, he recited silently.
Consumed 1,800 points. Violent Wolf-Fang Club (Eighth Level) Maximum strength amplification, air explosion, rapid speed. Requires 2,600 points to upgrade to the ninth level.
He felt his strength surge again. In particular, the amplification had become maximum strength amplification. It seemed he was approaching the limits of this technique.
Only one final level remained. When he reached it, he would probably achieve great perfection.
With 2,050 points remaining, Lin Fan gave it some thought and felt he ought to try the prize draw. His hands might be unlucky, but everyone had a dream of striking it rich.
Turning a bicycle into a motorcycle took only a single thought.
Of course, the bicycle might also turn into a hearse.
"Silver Draw, six draws in a row. Let's go."
"Tathagata Buddha, Jade Emperor, Three Pure Ones above, let me take a gamble."
Consumed 1,800 points. Silver Draw: Congratulations! You have drawn one unranked Eighth Level of Body Tempering Upgrade Pill.
"What?"
Lin Fan shot to his feet, his face full of disbelief. Holy shit, this is explosive.
I hit a red!
At that moment, he was so excited he nearly jumped. He had never expected his unlucky little hands to turn lucky and draw such a precious pill.
Taking it would raise him from the Body Tempering Seventh Stage to the Eighth Level of Body Tempering.
"Three Pure Ones above, your disciple Lin Fan loves you! Mwah! You really answer every prayer." Lin Fan nearly cried with excitement. He had always thought he was an unlucky bastard, but who could have imagined his luck would be this good? His very first shot had landed him something so wonderful that he was almost moved to tears.
The draws continued.
Silver Draw: Thank you for participating. Keep trying.
Several draws in a row all came back with "Thank you for participating. Keep trying." If not for that upgrade pill, he probably would have picked up his wolf-fang club and hammered himself with it already.
Now he understood. These draws definitely ran on probabilities. At a certain point, something good was bound to come out.
Even if all the rest were blanks, he no longer cared. At least the first draw had not disappointed him.
He still had 250 points left. That number was really irritating, so he had to spend it on draws. He was in an especially good mood today. He could afford to play.
"Two draws in a row."
Consumed 200 points. Bronze Draw: Thank you for participating. Keep trying. Bronze Draw: Congratulations! You have drawn the Fantasy-Type Aladdin's Magic Lamp.
He had held out no hope whatsoever for these two draws, but suddenly, he froze completely.
He could scarcely believe it.
"Good heavens, did I save the whole world today or something?"
He truly found it hard to believe. Drawing the upgrade pill earlier had already been incredibly lucky, but now he had actually gotten something from a Bronze Draw. This was fucking unbelievable.
Aladdin's Magic Lamp: Can be used twice. Transform into a lamp spirit to grant fraudulent wishes.
"What the fuck is this?" Reading the description left him a little dumbfounded. What the hell could this possibly be good for?
But forget it. He should hurry up and take the upgrade pill first.
Without any hesitation, he swallowed the upgrade pill.
The pill entered his mouth.
He immediately felt a tremendous change in himself. The change was truly difficult to describe in words. He only felt as though his body was brimming with boundless strength.
Cultivation: Eighth Level of Body Tempering (+)
The change had come. His cultivation had risen.
The next day!
Lin Fan was in a wonderful mood. Last night's good fortune had left him feeling thoroughly refreshed. He had not done much cultivating last night, either. When away from home, it was better to stay well-rested.
Everyone packed up a little and set off.
As they entered the forest, Lin Fan noticed that everyone grew vigilant.
Zhang Long surveyed their surroundings. "There are a lot of demonic beasts here. We should avoid them as much as possible. Some travel in packs and are very difficult to deal with. If they tie us down, getting away will be rather difficult."
"Wait, do you smell blood?"
Lü Qiming nodded. "Yes, I smell it. It should be up ahead."
Lin Fan realized that the direction they were heading was precisely where he had wiped out the Azure Wolf pack.
"Be careful," Zhang Long said. "This is Azure Wolf territory. Something must have happened."
Azure Wolves were low-grade demonic beasts. Their cultivation was generally around the Body Tempering Third Level, and even their king was only around the sixth level. But the thick stench of blood put everyone on high alert.
Lin Fan felt smug. The Azure Wolf pack that made them so nervous had all been fucking hammered to death by him alone.
But when he saw the scene, he was utterly dumbfounded.
The Azure Wolf pack he had hammered to death last night had been reduced to bare skeletons.
"What the fuck happened here?" Lin Fan stared in shock. As far as he was concerned, this made no scientific sense. What on earth had eaten the corpses of these Azure Wolves? It had picked them far too clean.
Zhang Long's expression changed drastically at the sight. "Let's be careful. Some terrifying creature may have passed through here."
To them, the scene was truly horrifying. Bones littered the ground. Probably only a high-ranking demonic beast could have done this-it had completely wiped out the Azure Wolf pack.
But Lin Fan was only thinking about one thing: just what had gnawed all these clean? Had the overpowering stench of blood drawn in some big fellow?
Forget it, forget it. I'll come back and take a look later.
Several days later.
Lin Fan and the others stopped outside. Looking at the somewhat sinister, frightening landscape before them, they could not help growing wary.
"Is this the Withered Spirit Swamp?" Lin Fan asked. The place before him felt rather desolate. Withered trees stood everywhere, and beneath their roots were numerous swamp openings that gave off hot vapor with a somewhat unpleasant smell.
"We need to be careful. According to the sect's investigation, this evil cultivator Qing Mang practices an evil technique that corrodes the human body. It's extremely powerful. Whatever you do, don't fight him alone," Zhang Long said.
This mission was actually quite difficult, but with so many of them, as long as they joined forces, absolutely nothing would go wrong.
Suddenly, the sounds of fighting came from ahead, and the battle seemed quite fierce.
Zhang Long's expression changed. "Looks like someone got here before us. Let's approach slowly and see what's going on."
Lin Fan nodded very solemnly. "Senior brothers, stay close behind me. I'll lead you in playing it safe."
"Junior brother, what do you mean by playing it safe?" everyone asked in confusion.
"Oh, just be careful and follow me. I guarantee you'll be fine." When it came to playing it safe, he felt that no one could surpass him for the time being.
But he was also extremely curious. Just which big shot had gotten here ahead of them and started fighting their opponent?