Chapter 42: Chapter 42: A Deal is Struck!
Chapter 42: A Deal is Struck!
"It's only been a few months!"
Master Yan couldn't help but exclaim.
His earlier probe of Lin Fan had only assessed his spiritual talent. As for what was inside his Niwan Palace, that couldn't be casually examined.
Thus, he had no way of knowing that Lin Fan had already condensed not just one, but two life sigils.
To Master Yan, it was already impressive enough for someone as young as Lin Fan to have opened the Niwan Palace in just a few months.
He had never even imagined that Lin Fan had already condensed a life sigil—let alone two.
Even with all his years of experience, at this moment, Master Yan completely lost his composure.
In his mind, simply opening the Niwan Palace in a few months was extraordinary.
Let alone forming the life sigil.
In the room, Xuan Su and Xia Zhi Lan were also visibly stunned.
Even the usually proud and cold Xia Zhi Lan now looked at Lin Fan with newfound respect.
Becoming a Two-Seal Rune Master meant Lin Fan's strength could rival a Small Yuan Dan Realm cultivator!
With such strength, even someone like her couldn't help but feel inferior.
And to think—according to Master Yan, Lin Fan had only started cultivating spiritual power a few months ago!
"Heh… I didn't expect this at all. Young friend Lin Fan, so young, yet already comparable to a Small Yuan Dan expert."
Xuan Su gently patted her chest, as though calming her shock. Her bright eyes sparkled with interest.
"Where did you learn the method for condensing a life sigil?"
Master Yan suddenly asked, still puzzled.
"I came across it by chance."
As Lin Fan replied, he willed his spiritual power forward—and in front of him, two radiant life sigils materialized.
"Two seals... it's true!"
Upon seeing the identical glowing symbols, all doubts vanished from the minds of Master Yan, Xuan Su, and Xia Zhi Lan.
"I only noticed your brother's astonishing spiritual talent back then. Who would've thought that your talent is even greater?"
Master Yan stroked his beard, clearly impressed.
"In just a few months, you went from novice to Two-Seal Rune Master... Among all the Rune Masters I've seen in my life, you're the most gifted by far!"
"Master Yan flatters me," Lin Fan said modestly, echoing one of Lin Dong's classic lines, and retracted the sigils.
"That's not something luck alone can explain," Master Yan smiled, then asked, "You said earlier you wanted to make a trade—what sort of deal?"
Xuan Su and Xia Zhi Lan looked curiously at Lin Fan.
"I'd like you to teach me a spiritual combat technique. In return, I can guarantee to help you reach the Spirit Rune Master level within five years."
Lin Fan wasn't boasting.
He had the lottery system, and from time to time could gain additional treasures through Lin Dong.
He believed that reaching Spirit Rune Master—or even Celestial Rune Master—within five years was entirely possible.
And once he did, helping Master Yan break through would be no problem.
Even if Master Yan rejected the offer, Lin Fan guessed he'd ask him to represent Yan City's Rune Guild in the Tower Trial.
If he remembered correctly, that trial would take place in a little over four months.
This offer was just a way to lead into that.
"Haha, quite the bold promise for someone so young."
Master Yan chuckled, clearly not taking it seriously.
Lin Fan said calmly, "I went from novice to Two-Seal Rune Master in just a few months. Why can't I reach Spirit Rune Master in five years?"
Master Yan almost retorted reflexively—but when he recalled Lin Fan's terrifying talent, he paused.
"Even if you do reach the Spirit Rune level, helping another to break through is no easy task. If it were, Spirit Rune Masters wouldn't be so rare."
Lin Fan smiled wryly. "So… Master Yan isn't interested in the deal?"
He turned and pretended to leave.
"Wait, young friend," Master Yan quickly called out.
Lin Fan turned back. "Yes, Master Yan?"
"I do want to make a deal with you."
Master Yan's tone softened.
Here it comes, Lin Fan thought. He kept a calm expression and replied, "I'm listening."
"Have you heard of the Rune Guild?" Master Yan asked, smiling mysteriously.
"I haven't."
Lin Fan shook his head.
So Master Yan gave him a full explanation—about the Rune Guild, the Rune Tower, and the upcoming Tower Trial.
Once he finished, he got to the point.
"I want you to represent Yan City's Rune Guild in the upcoming Tower Trial."
Lin Fan raised a brow. "How does the trial work? Is it a duel between Rune Masters from different cities?"
"Heh, not quite." Master Yan shook his head. "The trial isn't a fight—it's a test of how far you can ascend the Rune Tower."
"It has nine levels. The higher you go, and the longer you last, the better your score."
"If you can reach the eighth floor, there's a Qi-grade spiritual technique waiting. You'll be allowed to learn it."
Lin Fan thought for a moment. "I see. But that technique can't be considered part of our deal. I want a spiritual combat technique now—since I don't know for sure I'll reach the eighth floor."
"Haha, you're a bit greedy, aren't you?"
Master Yan laughed.
Lin Fan smiled. "So? Do we have a deal?"
"If I say no, you won't join the Tower Trial, will you?"
Master Yan grumbled, then tossed a scroll to him.
Lin Fan caught it. The title read: Blade of the Mind—a spiritual technique.
Without opening it, he stored it in his system space and bowed.
"Many thanks, Master Yan."
"Enough with the formalities," Master Yan waved it off. "Go train. The Tower Trial's in about three months. I'll summon you when it's time."
"If you run into any issues, feel free to come back and ask."
"Understood. Farewell."
Lin Fan bowed again, nodded to Xuan Su and Xia Zhi Lan, and left the room.
"We'll take our leave as well, Master Yan."
Xuan Su and Xia Zhi Lan also said their goodbyes and followed.
"Please wait, Young Master Lin."
Just as Lin Fan was about to rejoin Lin Dong and Qingtan, Xuan Su's gentle voice called out from behind him.
Lin Fan paused and turned. "What is it, Stewardess Xuan?"
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