https://novelcool.info/chapter/Chapter-117-Gacha-Pitty-Recruiting-Disciples-What-Kind-of-Template-is-This-Part-1-/12963741/
https://novelcool.info/chapter/Chapter-118-Eastern-Domain-Three-Hypocritical-Cultivators-Self-Destructing-a-Mystic-Gate-s-Extrao/12963743/
Chapter 117: Gacha Pitty, Recruiting Disciples - What Kind of Template is This? (Part 2)
Chapter 117: Gacha Pitty, Recruiting Disciples - What Kind of Template is This? (Part 2)
.."
Fan Jianqiang suddenly stiffened. "Oh, I remember that cultivators don't need to eat, right?"
"..."
"You guys probably don't need to feed pigs or manage your own pig farm, do you?"
Lin Fan: "..."
Fan Jianqiang: "Hmm..."
Wow!
We can't help but exclaim in surprise!
This fellow from the same hometown is incredibly down-to-earth!
But they didn't ridicule or look down on Zhu Rougeng; instead, they realized that his skill might not be useful in the Immortal Martial Continent.
Pig farmers?
Basically non-existent.
When it comes to eating meat, most people rely on hunters and traders.
It's still very primitive.
As for the feasibility of pig farming...
Let's not talk about that.
Fan Jianqiang even made a serious estimate.
He felt that there might be potential, after all, mortals need to eat and drink, and their numbers far exceed those of cultivators in the Immortal Martial Continent. There should still be a market for it.
Making money should also be possible.
However, in the end, the Immortal Martial Continent values strength above all. Without strength, opening a pig farm could be a death sentence, as one might attract attention and have their business taken away by force.
If they're lucky, they might escape with their lives.
If not, they'd be finished.
At first, Lin Fan was also confused.
But...
He suddenly realized that Zhu Rougeng's golden finger might not have arrived yet, or he hasn't discovered it yet!
Moreover...
As a transmigrator, he shouldn't be so 'ordinary'!
There are also some unlucky transmigrators, like those in the 'Death Chat Group,' where a large group of people transmigrate together, and then...
Out of a thousand transmigrators, nine hundred and ninety-nine would die due to various reasons.
The remaining ten would struggle to survive for three days.
Those who make it through the death period and survive will thrive in their respective worlds.
But Zhu Rougeng is clearly not a member of such a chat group.
In the Immortal Martial Continent, Lin Fan and Zhu Rourong's conversation takes an unexpected turn as they discuss the possibility of Zhu Rourong being a transmigrator. Zhu Rourong, having experienced extreme hunger and hardship, is eager to join Lin Fan's sect, the Moonseizing Sect, and is willing to keep his identity as a transmigrator a secret. Lin Fan, aware of the potential dangers and rules of this world, agrees to take Zhu Rourong under his wing, but also cautions him about the complexities of human nature.
Zhu Rourong, unaware of his own transmigrator status, is excited about the prospect of finally having a full stomach. Lin Fan offers him a plate of roasted meat, a tradition of the Moonseizing Sect, and Zhu Rourong eagerly devours it, finding it incredibly delicious. He immediately starts planning to turn this into an industry, completely unaware that the meat is from demonic beasts.
It was probably just that.
There was almost no advantage at all.
Not even a golden finger.
If it weren't for meeting this fellow villager, he would have probably died, let alone cultivating immortality. Even living to a ripe old age would be difficult.
However, there was no if.
This was...
The reward for surviving this year's crisis?
...
After a good meal, Zhu Rourong felt refreshed all over, as if he had gained ten pounds from a single meal, and his physical quality had also increased significantly.
He was thoroughly convinced.
He let out another round of curses, cursing the heavens for being so unfair, sending him to a different world and not even giving him a golden finger.
He cursed his previous life, saying it was worse than that of pigs and dogs.
Damn it, even the pigs he raised were able to eat and drink their fill every day, and their species even had arranged marriages! Although most of the pigs were 'eunuchs', at least they didn't have to worry about food and drink. They slept after eating and ate after sleeping, and when the day of their death came, they would just die. But after he crossed over, what kind of life was this?
It wasn't until now that he finally had a full meal!
This was too much.
After he finished cursing, he knelt down with a thud at Lin Fan's feet: "Master above, accept this disciple's bow!"
"..."
After the apprenticeship ceremony was completed.
Lin Fan didn't rush Zhu Rourong to start 'raising pigs'. He needed to recover his body first and become a cultivator with a certain level of cultivation.
Otherwise, forget about raising pigs; he might get swallowed by one in a single bite.
Moreover, collecting pig-type spirit beasts and building the Beast Husbandry Garden would also take some time.
It just so happened that these tasks could be done simultaneously.
As Lin Fan imparted the Moon Swallowing Essence Art and some secret techniques to Zhu Rourong, and asked Fan Jianqiang to find a place for him to cultivate, he was filled with gratitude and took his leave, turning back several times as he walked.
At the same time, he secretly vowed in his heart: "I must not disappoint Master and Senior Brother's expectations. In the future, I will raise pigs well and ensure that the Moonseizing Sect will never go hungry or thirsty, and..."
His thoughts remained simple.
He never imagined that he would raise such terrifying creatures in the future.
...
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
This time, the Moonseizing Sect recruited over five thousand disciples.
Together with the original disciples of the Moonseizing Sect, there were over eight thousand in total.
However...
This time, there were no unexpected surprises.
After they all completed the initiation ceremony, the original body tried to share their talents, but only Zhu Rourong's 'shadow' appeared.
Clearly, only Zhu Rourong had A-grade and above talent!
Moreover, Zhu Rourong barely reached A-grade, even slightly inferior to Liu Xin Yue, the Liu family's sponsored student. He barely met the threshold for sharing.
"This..."
"Is the good luck used up?"
"Among tens of thousands of people, including Zhu Rourong, the crosser, not a single A-grade or above talent was found?"
"..."
Amidst his melancholy, Lin Fan gradually understood.
"No, come to think of it, A-grade and above talents are indeed rare."
"After all, A-grade is the talent for Celestial Rank cultivation, which is already an excellent choice. Above that is the Spirit Body! Those with special Spirit Body qualities can even enter the ranked disciples and be at the top of the list in first-rate sects, right?"
"With such talent, all the major sects would be fighting to get them. If it were that easy to obtain..."
"These third-rate sects wouldn't be doing so poorly."
"But then again, does this 'reward pool' have a guaranteed minimum or not?"
If you say no, there's Zhu Rourong.
If you say yes...
Well, it's true.
"However, no rush, take it slow!"
"Perhaps, Zhu Rourong's A-grade talent is just on the surface. As long as he can help him develop the golden finger, he should be able to manage well."
"Even if there's truly no golden finger, cultivating an A-grade talent to the later stages can still provide some assistance."
"Moreover..."
"Who gets an SSR every time they draw a card? A-grade is the guaranteed minimum. I need to get used to it, yes, I need to get used to it."
"But..."
"It's still a bit disappointing."
Lin Fan sighed.
However, he didn't show it.
In the following days, the Moonseizing Sect entered a period of calm development.
But within the Hongwu Immortal City, hidden currents were stirring.
Especially among the three major families, the friction between them increased significantly, almost overnight, initiating a 'choose one of two' mode.
Even their cooperative partners were like this.
It was as if the Divine Martial Continent didn't have an 'anti-monopoly law'; otherwise, the three major families would have been punished.
However, in the short term, they had no intention of fighting again.
After all, they couldn't see any advantage.
As they waited.
And since fighting was prohibited within Hongwu Immortal City, they didn't dare to cause trouble.
Xiao Ling'er was busy.
Busy refining pills.
In this battle, the Liu family suffered casualties, and medicinal pills for healing were needed.
At the same time, she worked with Yao Laolao to refine pills that could heal the five elders' Dao injuries.
Now, her strength was barely sufficient.
But medicinal ingredients were hard to find.
Fortunately, with the backing of the Qin Royal Family and the Fire Virtue Sect, they were able to collect some.
The newly initiated disciples needed a period of adaptation.
And in their hearts, Xiao Ling'er was like a 'myth'.
At the same time, no one knew who spread the news that the Moonseizing Sect was actively preparing to advance to a second-rate sect...
"A second-rate sect?"
When Lin Fan heard the rumor, he smiled and didn't care.
One of the necessary conditions for advancing to a second-rate sect was to have at least a 5th Finger Mystic Realm expert.
Additionally, there must be over ten thousand disciples and over a hundred Spirit Mountains.
Meeting these basic conditions allowed for applying for second-rate sect recognition, but this would only be the weakest of second-rate sects. What difference would it make whether they advanced or not?
Even the Cloudsoaring Valley back then had several 6th Stage Apex experts, and their disciples numbered in the hundreds of thousands...
Was the Moonseizing Sect preparing to advance to a second-rate sect now?
As a crosser, Lin Fan didn't care about being second-rate or first-rate.
Even if he had the Holy Land's power, he would still only be a third-rate force on the surface.
Isn't he enjoying playing the pig to eat the tiger?
Second-rate...
There's no benefit to that either.
Influence? That's just a byproduct of strength.
Lian Bo, Jin Zhen, and Ma Canzhan's burden became even heavier.
With over eight thousand disciples and more than five thousand newcomers, it was a time when they needed all the help they could get.
Originally, due to the lack of personnel in the Moonseizing Sect, teaching them would have been quite troublesome. But with three Great Powers of the Seventh Stage presiding, they all opened cultivation courses, and the expected troubles disappeared silently.
All three of them were very dedicated.
Or, they were in a frenzy of internal competition.
They secretly competed, comparing who taught better, whose teachings were more accessible, and whose efficiency was higher...
Lin Fan was pleased with this development.
He naturally understood why these three were so competitive, but...
As a 'capital' that hadn't yet grown, wouldn't it be delightful to see the workers compete?
Moreover, he hadn't mistreated them.
He appreciated their efforts, and at the right time, he would have Xiao Ling'er give them higher-quality pills.
He wasn't being unfair.
They wouldn't be at a disadvantage either, and they might even be especially happy.
This was what a win-win situation looked like!
...
Half a month later.
Liu Xun arrived at the Moonseizing Sect and, without saying a word, dragged Lin Fan for a drink.
"My good brother, I'm going into seclusion."
Liu Xun looked worn, dejected, and much more mature.
"I won't come out until I reach the Sixth Stage."
He poured a cup for Lin Fan and refilled his own, downing it in one go.
He didn't urge Lin Fan to drink.
After another cup, he slowly lowered his head, slightly drunk, and said, "These years, I've been too lazy, indulging in drinking, gambling, and all sorts of pleasures."
"Although I'm not an idle young master who has accomplished nothing, I've still wasted too much energy."
"If it weren't for this..."
"If I had given my all to cultivation these years, perhaps..."
"Perhaps, Second Young Master wouldn't have died."
"He died while protecting me..."
Second Young Master Liu passed away.
Lin Fan sighed inwardly.
The meticulous Second Young Master Liu, who had a deep connection with the Moonseizing Sect, was blasted to death by members of the two great families in the great battle, leaving no remains and his body and soul destroyed.
Additionally, at least several dozen familiar faces from the Liu family perished in that battle.
Although the two great families suffered even greater casualties...
Liu Xun raised his head.
The usually cheerful and witty young master was now crying uncontrollably.
"I swear, I'll never let such an incident happen again!"
"I won't allow anyone else to die protecting me!"
He clenched his teeth, "And I will kill the enemy with my own hands to avenge him."
"...
Lin Fan raised his cup, "To Second Young Master."
Second Young Master Liu was a meticulous person throughout his life.
He was worthy of respect.
However, Lin Fan couldn't save him at the time.
The battlefield changed in the blink of an eye,
Too fast.
Such a great battle was destined to take lives, and a 'complete victory' was impossible.
If Lin Fan had used all his power to save Second Young Master Liu, perhaps the ones who would have died would have been other members of the Liu family, or even more of them.
At this moment, Lin Fan silently vowed in his heart, "Second Young Master Liu, I'll take on your grudge."
"The two great families, including the Moonlit Sect."
"One day, I'll make them pay!"
"Not a single one will be left."
"...
Half a month later, Liu Xun left.
Before leaving, he got thoroughly drunk.
At the moment of departure, he used his cultivation to force himself to stay sober.
After returning, he would no longer be the Seven Utmost King who indulged in pleasures; instead, he would shoulder all the hatred and expectations, strive hard, and move towards the future.
...
"You know, he's gone pretty far!"
Lu Ming sighed.
It took over a month of inquiries and even spending money at Heaven's Eye Tower for messages before he finally learned of Li Feihu's current whereabouts.
After arriving in the Eastern Domain, he made several detours and finally found traces of Li Feihu in a small market called the 'Twenty-Seventh Marketplace' in the 'East Sea Twenty-Seventh Market District'.
However, he didn't rush to approach Li Feihu.
"Lord Han is also a Survivalist Daoist, so if he's the template, it shouldn't be much different."
"Getting to know him rashly might arouse suspicion."
"Take it slow, no rush."
"It's my first time in the Eastern Domain, so I might as well take a look around and experience the diverse customs and traditions."
The Immortal Martial Continent was vast, too vast.
Although Lu Ming hadn't measured it, he felt it was probably larger than a galaxy! And it might even be a whole galaxy cluster! He couldn't fathom the structure of such a 'continent'.
But...
The customs and traditions were indeed vastly different.
If one wanted to travel, a lifetime wouldn't be enough.
The Eastern Domain had a more 'open' culture.
Many beautiful female cultivators wore long skirts, but the slits reached almost to their thighs. Occasionally, when they took big strides, their long, fair legs would peek out, making Lu Ming feel envious.
Even in this marketplace, there were several 'teaching brothels' that caught Lin Fan's attention...
"Ahem."
"It's not what you think, I'm just purely curious."
Night fell.
The Dark Moon Star hung high.
A killing aura descended.
Lu Ming opened his eyes, "Wow, no wonder it's Lord Han's template."
"Wanting to live a peaceful life? Difficult."
"As difficult as reaching the heavens."
"But I want to see how this plays out."
---
T
Regarding the female lead, there isn't one, but there are women! After all, the male lead is neither a monk nor gay. Even if he goes to brothels or plays with jade, it's still hilarious.
(End of Chapter)
Chapter end
Report
