Chapter 314: The Mysterious Inn

Lin Fan was now the most sought-after figure in the Nine Firmament Sect. Whenever the sect disciples saw him, their eyes gleamed with fervor.

Male disciples would fawn over him, massaging his feet and legs, running errands...

Female disciples, upon seeing Lin Fan, some shot electric glances at him, while others prepared their best snacks.

The Nine Firmament Sect had a most beautiful female disciple—aloof, pretty, the ultimate goddess in the hearts of countless male disciples.

She was always cold and indifferent to the male disciples of the sect, her words perpetually icy.

Any male disciple who managed to exchange a single word with her would be elated for days.

But now, this female disciple was utterly infatuated with Lin Fan.

"Senior Brother Lin, is this comfortable?" At that moment, Lin Fan was lying on a chair, his feet soaking in warm water strewn with flower petals. The goddess of countless male disciples' dreams was scrubbing his toes.

"Mm, not bad, not bad." Lin Fan lay there in great comfort. Since arriving at the Nine Firmament Sect, he had once again experienced what a perfect life truly meant.

Hearing Lin Fan's praise, the enchanting, flawless face bloomed with a smile.

In this female disciple's eyes, Senior Brother Lin was different from the other male disciples. If only she could serve him like this for a lifetime—how wonderful that would be.

The surrounding male disciples, witnessing this scene, felt their hearts shatter. Their goddess had fallen, but they felt no anger, for the man who had caused her fall was none other than their most revered Senior Brother Lin.

With Senior Brother Lin's towering image, who in heaven and earth could resist him?

Xin Feng, seeing how much Lin Fan enjoyed himself, could only smile helplessly. Although his disciples were doing menial work, in his eyes, it was all perfectly normal.

If anyone else had made such a request, Xin Feng would have fought them to the death.

"Brother Xin Feng, keep an eye out for this for me from now on." Lin Fan tossed a fragment of the Supreme Token to Xin Feng.

This trip, aside from visiting the Nine Firmament Sect, his main purpose was to find the fragments of the Supreme Token.

So far, he had only found one piece; the remaining ones were still unknown, and who knew how long it would take to find them.

Hearing that Brother Lin needed his help, Xin Feng naturally supported him wholeheartedly. But when he took the token, he let out a surprised sound, as if it looked familiar.

"Seen it before?" Lin Fan, noticing Xin Feng's change in expression, asked eagerly.

"Yes, I've seen it. When I followed my master to the Profound Sword Pavilion, the sect leader had this thing on her." Xin Feng said.

"Profound Sword Pavilion?" Lin Fan thought it sounded familiar.

Then it hit him—wasn't Liu Lingfeng from the Profound Sword Pavilion the guy he had disciplined?

Later, because of the Seven Saints Cave, he had been teleported elsewhere.

"Are you sure?" Lin Fan asked.

"Pretty sure. Although the pattern is a bit different, it looks like a fragment." Xin Feng said.

Lin Fan nodded. It seemed he had a lead.

"Brother Lin, is this thing important to you?" Xin Feng asked.

"Mm, somewhat important." Lin Fan nodded.

This thing held the secret of the Xuanhuang Realm being split in two. Once he gathered all the pieces, he could return to Cangling Continent.

"Alright, I'll have the disciples pay more attention from now on." Xin Feng noted this matter.

Lin Fan then told the goddess disciple to stop, wiped his feet, and put on his shoes. "Brother Xin Feng, I should be going. It seems I need to visit the Profound Sword Pavilion."

"So soon? Can't you stay a bit longer?" Xin Feng said reluctantly.

Not only Xin Feng, but the disciples were also reluctant. The goddess disciple, hearing that Senior Brother Lin was leaving, showed a look of sorrow on her beautiful face.

"No, I'll come again next time." Lin Fan said.

Xin Feng knew Brother Lin must have urgent matters, so he didn't insist.

Before leaving, Lin Fan gave Xin Feng the war vessel he had borrowed from the sect leader.

Now that the Nine Firmament Sect had lost all its high-end combat power and the war vessel was missing, if the sect wanted to develop, it needed a war vessel; otherwise, traveling anywhere would be extremely inconvenient.

Xin Feng naturally refused, as Brother Lin had already helped him too much. Accepting more would be going too far.

But for Lin Fan, the vessel was sometimes too conspicuous. Besides, he planned to travel by foot this time, as riding the war vessel might cause him to miss many places.

Since the Supreme Token fragments were scattered, they could be anywhere.

So, on a dark, windy night, when Xin Feng came to find Lin Fan, he discovered that Lin Fan had already left, and the miniature war vessel lay quietly there.

Xin Feng looked at the miniature war vessel, his eyes reddening.

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In a dense forest far from the Nine Firmament Sect.

Lin Fan covered hundreds of zhang with each step. He had little interest in the surrounding beasts—their strength was too low, not worth his effort.

The Profound Sword Pavilion was still a long way off; traveling like this would take some time.

Days and nights passed.

Ten days later.

Lin Fan stopped when he saw a building ahead.

It was an inn. But what puzzled Lin Fan was that this place was desolate for miles around—how could there be an inn here?

Even more surprising, many people were coming and going from the inn.

Interesting. There must be some secret inside.

When Lin Fan appeared near the inn, some people around kept glancing at him.

Lin Fan paid them no mind.

Most of those outside were at the Spirit Entry realm, and judging by their clothes, they weren't sect disciples.

Inside the inn.

Lin Fan found an empty seat, sat down alone, ordered some food, and listened to the conversations around him.

To Lin Fan, the strength here was mixed. Besides Spirit Entry realm cultivators, there were also Small Heaven realm cultivators. What surprised him more was an ordinary-looking old man who was at the Great Heaven realm.

A rogue cultivator reaching the Great Heaven realm—Lin Fan found it quite remarkable.

Before long, Lin Fan understood what this place was.

This inn was a special establishment, like a mission posting station. People came here either to take on missions or to post them.

The missions here were all kinds, anything imaginable. As long as one found the reward satisfactory, they could take on the mission.

Lin Fan never expected such a strange place to exist. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he might never have known.

Just then, a group of people walked in from outside.

A young girl with a veil, followed by several attendants.

The girl was at the early Spirit Entry realm, while her attendants were at the late Spirit Entry realm.

For rogue cultivators, such strength was formidable, but in Lin Fan's eyes, it was still weak.

The girl stepped onto the platform, her voice crisp but tinged with urgency.

"The Dragon Abyss Dynasty seeks warriors to repel a beast tide. Reward: the title of Prince."

The girl spoke softly, her eager eyes scanning the crowd, hoping someone would take the mission.

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