Chapter 20: Side Profession, I Will Fight You to the Death

When night fell, the area where the outer disciples of the Holy Demon Sect lived became very quiet, so quiet it was almost frightening.

But at this time, a figure would sneak furtively among the residences of the sect's disciples.

Now, on the outer sect side, Lin Fan couldn't find a way to level up, so he put all his energy into his side profession. Lin Fan was very stubborn; this artisan had already reached level four, yet hadn't forged a single decent item, which made him a bit unwilling to accept it.

Between the outer disciples' residences, there was a small passage, and this passage was Lin Fan's hiding spot. When Lin Fan looked for a target, he didn't search blindly; he looked for disciples who had already extinguished their lamps and gone to sleep.

At this moment, Lin Fan successfully found a target and began his work.

Lin Fan pulled out a brick from a loose spot on the wall, then threw it into the furnace and started forging.

"Ding, congratulations on forging a broken brick. Experience +1."

……

The first shot of the day didn't hit the mark. Lin Fan just sneered, "Little brat, Grandpa will fight you to the end today. I dare you to keep giving me junk."

Then, without another word, Lin Fan began his diligent work: picking up bricks and throwing them into the furnace.

"Ding, congratulations on forging a pile of mud. Experience +1."

"Ding, congratulations on forging a broken brick. Experience +1."

"Ding, congratulations on forging a broken brick. Experience +1."

……

As time passed, Lin Fan's heart was about to explode.

"Is there no end to this? Can't you give me something decent?" Lin Fan muttered, his face flushed and eyes gleaming.

At this moment, Lin Fan was immersed in forging, while just a wall away, inside the room, Fang Han lay on the bed, as if lifeless.

Fang Han had inherited the Demon Emperor's legacy, starting on a higher path than anyone else, and the cultivation techniques he practiced were all ancient and unparalleled.

Now, Fang Han was cultivating the Demon Emperor's exclusive technique, "Demon Domain." If this technique reached minor success, he could open up his own demon domain world filled with demonic qi, from which he could draw demonic qi and also summon all kinds of powerful demon gods.

But at this moment, Fang Han was at a critical juncture, sealing himself off to condense the seed of the demon domain world. He could not perceive anything from the outside world; even if someone made a loud noise in his ear, it would have no effect on him.

……

Lin Fan's face grew uglier and uglier. Almost all the bricks on one side of the wall had been thrown into the furnace.

"Ding, congratulations on forging a broken brick. Experience +1."

"Ding, congratulations on artisan level up. Level +1."

Hearing the level-up sound, Lin Fan's nearly collapsing heart suddenly blossomed with joy. Artisan level five—could it still give me junk?

Lin Fan stopped his movements, rubbed his hands together; good luck was about to come.

The first shot at level five was sure to hit the mark.

Lin Fan then picked up a brick and threw it into the furnace.

"Come on, my little buddy." Lin Fan shouted in his heart, his eyes shining, waiting for a peerless divine weapon to appear.

"Ding, congratulations on forging a slightly broken brick. Experience +1."

"Damn it..." Lin Fan, who had been full of anticipation, suddenly changed expression, feeling like he wanted to die.

Artisan level five, and you can't give me a little hope? Are you determined to fight me to the death?

At this moment, Lin Fan went crazy.

"Fine, I don't believe you won't give me a divine artifact." Lin Fan roared in his heart, then, without stopping, he grabbed bricks and threw them into the furnace, regardless of anything else.

"Ding, congratulations on forging a slightly broken brick. Experience +1."

"Ding, congratulations on forging a slightly better pile of mud. Experience +1."

"Ding, congratulations on forging a slightly better brick. Experience +1."

……

Lin Fan's eyes had lost focus; there were only bricks in his sight. Wherever there were bricks, there were Lin Fan's demonic hands.

After who knows how long, the sky gradually began to lighten. Lin Fan was now panting heavily.

In one night, his artisan level had risen three levels, and he had forged thousands of bricks, but this damn side profession still hadn't forged him even a slightly useful weapon.

It was either broken bricks or piles of mud.

Lin Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Good, since you want to play with me, I'll fight you to the death. I don't believe my luck is this bad."

"Eh..."

Just then, Lin Fan exclaimed in surprise, "Isn't this Junior Brother Fang? But why is Junior Brother Fang sleeping outside?"

Lin Fan was furious. "Which bastard is so heartless as to let Junior Brother Fang sleep outside? As a senior brother, I must investigate this matter thoroughly. I won't let my junior brother suffer this grievance."

"Junior Brother Fang, wake up quickly." Without thinking much, Lin Fan stepped forward and patted Fang Han's face, but Fang Han didn't move at all, as if he were dead.

Just as Lin Fan was about to stage a heroic rescue of his junior brother, he suddenly froze.

"No..."

Lin Fan was stunned, then stood dumbfounded, looking around.

Here... here.

At this moment, Lin Fan suddenly realized, and without another word, he turned and ran.

Damn it, I got too carried away working last night and actually dismantled my junior brother's house.

If my junior brother wakes up and sees his house is gone, he'll definitely fight me to the death as his senior brother.

So the best choice now was to retreat immediately and pretend to be an innocent bystander.

……

After returning to his room, Lin Fan acted as if he had done something shameful, pressing his back against the door and panting slightly.

It seemed he needed to be more careful in the future. Accidentally dismantling a house was not a moral thing to do.

When I act tonight, I must keep my wits about me.

……

Now it was dawn.

Fang Han, lying on the bare bed, suddenly opened his eyes, a smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

Success.

The seed of the demon domain world had finally been condensed. From now on, his cultivation path would be smooth. As long as nothing went wrong, he, Fang Han, would be the future Demon Emperor.

As for the current Holy Demon Sect, Fang Han didn't take it seriously at all. Even when he became the Demon Emperor, this mere Holy Demon Sect would be proud of him.

Because I, Demon Emperor Fang Han, once stayed here.

After adjusting his mindset, Fang Han prepared to get up and go to the cafeteria for a meal. But just then, he was startled.

"Why is it so bright in here, and the air so fresh? Eh..." Fang Han exclaimed in surprise, then sat up. When he saw the scene before him, he was instantly stunned.

What's going on?

At this moment, Fang Han's house was surrounded by outer disciples, all pointing and whispering.

Fang Han's face turned cold as he put on his clothes.

"Damn it, who did this to me?" In Fang Han's calm eyes, a blazing fury burned. If he found out who did it, he would make them pay a heavy price.

As for these ants mocking him, when the day of his success came, he would send them to the Nine Nether Yellow Springs, never to be reborn.