Chapter 105 (2/2)

Yang Gang waved his hand, dismissing Chen Zhiyu. Since he didn’t have to dirty his own hand to teach Lin Fan a lesson, he didn’t have to worry about anything.

Lin Fan wandered around the Greatest Martial Sect and saw many masters. He was thinking that if he could kill them, then he wilil be invincible.

He saw Sky Peak.

It looked much more luxurious than Mysterious Sword Peak, which clearly stated that Ye Zhentian’s status as a core disciple was much higher than Meng Qingyao’s.

There was a place in Greatest Martial Sect, which looked like a bazaar, selling all kinds of things.

Some ordinary things, such as wine, clothes, etc. could be purchased with silver money.

But there were some items that were only purchasable using spirit stones.

Lin Fan bought some material to make wine, who knows, it might prove useful to brighten the mood, he could drink it with someone else too.

Greatest Martial Sect had their cafeteria, but most disciples took Diet Pills so they could use their time more efficiently.

For example, alchemy, refining, cultivating, and so on.

Because those without special talent will eventually hit a wall even though they had no problem when they first learned something, meanwhile those who had will had a hard time to learn something at first, but they’ll have no problem later on.

Mysterious Sword Peak’s disciples’ residences all have simple kitchens.

Maybe it was for disciples who preferred to be alone, and they could stay in the house and cook for themselves.

In the courtyard.

Lin Fan cooked his own food, he made chicken soup, braised pork, and barbecue. Because he used more spices, they tasted more delicious.

He ate his food while watching the sunset.

Perfect.

Outside.

Chen Zhiyu looked very angry. He came all the way there, just to give teach his new brother a lesson.

Chen Zhiyu pushed open the door of the courtyard and said, “Lin Fan, where are you? Come out now!”

Lin Fan, who was enjoying the food, raised his head and looked at the person who was coming in.

And Chen Zhiyu also saw Lin Fan was sitting in the courtyard while eating foods, and their eyes met.

“I’m Lin Fan, what’s going on?” Lin Fan asked.

Chen Zhiyu glanced at Lin Fan and wanted to say something, but his eyes looked at the dishes on the table, his mouth was watery seeing those foods.

He cleared his throat.

“Nothing, I’m just a little hungry.”

Chen Zhiyu couldn’t resist the temptation of foods, and his nose was more sensitive when it came to foods.

Lin Fan thought maybe there was a misunderstanding when he heard that man’s words.