Chapter 733: A Good Man Happy to Help

The night was deep, and the night view of the Guardian Land was still as beautiful as ever.

"Good brothers, two together..."

"I'm not drunk, let's go again."

"Today was so great, my stomach is stuffed now. I never thought I'd live to eat the meat of a Sea-Moon Water Dragon."

"Everyone's happy today, right? Go back and rest well. Tomorrow we're going to fight the Primordial Squad. We need to show them the power of the Rebel Army."

"That's right, what Primordial Squad? Before our Rebel Army, they're just soft-shelled crabs."

"You've had too much, you've definitely had too much. Earlier you were still worried, haha..."

Venerable Shakya looked at these boisterous members and also laughed. But for him, tonight was a continuous breaking of precepts.

Drinking, cursing, finding a girl to chat about life—everything he should have abstained from, he didn't.

But for Venerable Shakya, as long as the Buddha remained in his heart, the rest didn't matter much.

"Eh, where did the benefactor go? Has anyone seen where the captain went?" Venerable Shakya came out of Lin Fan's room and asked with some confusion.

The Rebel Army members, each with flushed faces from drinking, shook their heads. "No idea, we haven't seen the captain at all."

"Yeah, no one knows where the captain went."

"That's really strange." Venerable Shakya rubbed his bald head. Where had the benefactor run off to now?

He had wanted to discuss tomorrow's situation with him, but couldn't find him.

...

At that moment, in a distant camp.

A figure, though in stealth, was still furtive and sneaky.

"Given the current strength of the Primordial Squad, if I don't use some tricks, the Rebel Army will be wiped out tomorrow." Lin Fan, deep in the enemy's rear camp, had sacrificed too much for victory.

Now, Lin Fan stealthily stopped outside a house.

For this operation, Lin Fan didn't intend to alert Hong Jingtian. Tomorrow's battle would surely be between him and Hong Jingtian. Even without the Big Dipper Blood-Exploding Fist, Lin Fan was confident he could beat the other so badly he wouldn't recognize his own parents.

But for the other squad members, they naturally couldn't match the Primordial Squad members.

"Everything is ready. I've had everyone protect their crotch and chest, so they won't be hit by the Rebel Army's despicable moves," a member said.

"Good. Go back and rest," Qin Long said.

"Yes, vice-captain."

Lin Fan, who had been eavesdropping outside the window, was slightly stunned. "I didn't expect the Primordial Squad to be prepared. I have to succeed tonight, or the Rebel Army will really be in trouble tomorrow."

Qin Long, as vice-captain of the Primordial Squad, wasn't worried about tomorrow's battle.

He saw it clearly: the Rebel Army's rise was all because of that human Lin Fan. Without him, the Rebel Army would just be a bunch of ants.

And tomorrow, with the captain facing Lin Fan, the others were even less of a concern to the Primordial Squad.

But he had also heard that the Rebel Army members were treacherous. To avoid unnecessary trouble, he had made the members prepare.

"Heh, not bad. But if you dare to fight my Rebel Army, you'd better be ready." Lin Fan laughed slyly, then flicked his finger, releasing a colorless, odorless mist that seeped into the room.

This was Lin Fan's latest concoction.

With so many spirit herbs exchanged, refining some insidious pills was a piece of cake for Lin Fan.

Qin Long was deep in thought in the room when suddenly he frowned and touched his stomach.

"Eh, strange."

Qin Long suddenly felt his stomach was uncomfortable; a pain slowly rose.

As time passed, the condition grew more severe.

Pfft!

A fart sounded. Qin Long's expression changed abruptly, his face alternating between green and red.

"Not good, I need to relieve myself."

A Divine Heaven realm expert never suffers from stomachaches, because having cultivated to such a realm, one's body has long undergone transformation.

Unless one has taken some divine pill that improves constitution, this wouldn't happen normally.

Pfft!

Pfft!

Every step Qin Long took, he let out a thunderous fart.

"Good thing no one's around, or I'd be so embarrassed." Qin Long looked around and, seeing no one, breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while.

Qin Long took a deep breath. The pain had completely disappeared, and he no longer farted when walking. But as soon as he returned to the room, his expression changed again.

"No way, it's back again."

"Impossible. I haven't taken any pills recently. Could it be a problem with my cultivation? No, I can't hold it. I need to go quickly."

After going back and forth several times, Qin Long was about to collapse.

And the room had become quite smelly from all the farts.

Qin Long was too embarrassed to tell anyone about this, so he could only sneak around, afraid of being discovered.

After all, he was the vice-captain. If the members found out that their vice-captain farted, that would be a huge loss of face.

Lin Fan hid in the shadows, pinching his nose, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Heh, my moves are extraordinary. A casually refined pill has such power. This will mess them up."

"From night till morning, after a few hundred trips, your legs will be weak. Even if your asshole is made of steel, it'll rust."

Lin Fan stealthily left Qin Long's house and headed toward the other members' houses.

"Mm-hah, mm-hah..."

Just then, a discordant sound suddenly reached Lin Fan's ears.

Lin Fan was startled and remained silent.

"Xiang Ge, can we go a bit longer tonight?" a coquettish female voice came.

"Fu'er, we have a big battle with the Rebel Army tomorrow. We need to conserve our energy."

"Xiang Ge, the Rebel Army is very weak. There's no need to worry. You always finish quickly. I'm in the mood tonight, so please satisfy me, okay?"

"This... this... we need to rest well."

Xiang Ge's face was a bit awkward. His short duration was natural; even with high cultivation, he couldn't change it. But as a man, how could he admit he was inadequate?

He had always used clever excuses to avoid this, but this time he couldn't be seen through.

"Fu'er, I'm about to erupt. Let's finish early. Tomorrow I'll teach the Rebel Army a lesson. Next time, Xiang Ge will definitely satisfy you properly." Xiang Ge made an excuse because he felt he was about to erupt. If he didn't say something deliberately, he'd really be looked down upon.

"Xiang Ge, can a man control that?"

"Fu'er, of course. I can erupt whenever I want. I want it to erupt now, so it erupts now. Xiang Ge will demonstrate for you. Count to five, and it will erupt." Xiang Ge said.

"Ah, really? Then I'll count." The girl inside was obviously curious.

...

"Tsk, being short and unable to perform is a big stain in life. But luckily you met me. I can't let you lose face as a man. I'll help you out of kindness." Without much thought, Lin Fan let the Dafange powder seep into the room and drift into the man's body.

"Five."

"Eh, Xiang Ge, nothing happened." The girl counted to five but found her man hadn't erupted.

"Huh." Xiang Ge hadn't expected this either. He had felt the sensation just now. Why was it like this?

Suddenly, Xiang Ge felt full of energy, as if he could go three hundred rounds. His heart trembled.

"Could it be that I've had a third development in that area?"

"Yes, that must be it. Otherwise, it doesn't make sense."

In an instant, Xiang Ge looked deeply at the girl. "Fu'er, I've thought it over. Since you're in the mood tonight, how could Xiang Ge not satisfy you?"

"Ah, Xiang Ge..." This cry was full of affection, excitement, and happiness.

"Fu'er, I'm coming."

...

Having helped another couple with a disharmonious night life, Lin Fan felt a sense of accomplishment. With the boost from Dafange, the two wouldn't sleep tonight.

Involuntarily, Lin Fan sighed. He really was a good man happy to help.

Then Lin Fan sneaked into other places to continue his grand plan.

That night was full of discordant sounds.

Farts.

Joyful moans.

Like a beautiful piece of music, interwoven together.

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