From Beast Abilities to Sect Grand Master

Chapter 72 Wine Gourd

Lin Fan held up the wine gourd in his hand.

He looked at it carefully.

It must have been something valuable, and the old man seemed to love drinking.

So, Lin Fan, with the wine gourd in one hand, pointed at Zhao Qing Ying with his other hand.

"Old man, have you played football before?" Lin Fan said.

"Football? What's that?"

It was Zhao Qing Ying's turn to be perturbed.

Without warning, Lin Fan swung his arms in a circle.

Winding up, faster and faster, then he suddenly threw the wine gourd into the woods.

Whoosh!

The wine gourd shot into the air like an arrow, flying at least a few kilometers away.

"Damn! What the hell! My precious wine gourd!" Zhao Qing Ying quickly leaped and went after his wine gourd.

"Hahaha." Zhang Xi couldn't help it anymore and laughed out loud.

Finally, someone was able to prank Zhao Qing Ying.

"I should have known," Lin Fan said as he saw Zhang Xi reveal herself.

Before Lin Fan could say anything, Zhang Xi quickly said, "I don't know that old man; I've got nothing to do with him."

She frantically tried very hard to disassociate herself from Zhao Qing Ying.

Lin Fan sighed; just as he thought she had gotten smarter, she'd slipped up.

"Assuming you are telling the truth, what's your purpose here then?" Lin Fan asked.

"I'm here to tell you some good news."

"Oh, it better be good," Lin Fan said as he thought about the door of the wooden hut and his Blood and Qi restoration pills.

He must try to get something in return.

"I've asked the sect master. Due to your excellent performance in the match against the Storm Fist Thunder sect, you are promoted to be an inner disciple of Physique Peak," Zhang Xi said.

It was indeed great news.

Lin Fan could finally start his physique cultivation under a master's instruction.

There was one thing left though.

He wanted to continue staying at the wooden hut.

It was close to the woods for him to kill beasts, gain points, and get new abilities.

Also, he had privacy here to try out his system abilities.

He would have trouble finding space whenever he leveled up his physique.

Just when he was about to ask Zhang Xi about lodging, she talked about it first.

"You can move to the Physique Peak anytime; I will ask the menial disciples to get your room ready."

"Can I continue to stay here?" Lin Fan asked.

Zhang Xi couldn't understand why and said, "Your room in Physique Peak is much bigger and well furnished. Why would you want to stay behind?"

"Ho Jie has been taking good care of me; it would be bad for me to leave him now. Especially after learning how to chop firewood from him."

Lin Fan came up with an excuse, with part of it being true.

"If you insist, then stay here. Come find me at the Physique Peak main hall tomorrow morning," Zhang Xi agreed, as there weren't any strict rules on disciples staying in the lodging provided.

She also wanted to quickly slip away before Zhao Qing Ying came back.

But she was too late; Zhao Qing Ying's voice boomed in the air.

"Lin Fan, I'll gut you alive!"

Zhao Qing Ying came back with his wine gourd in his hand, but his face had some dirt on it, and his clothes were badly torn.

It seemed like he had a hard fight with something in the woods.

Lin Fan took note of it and reminded himself not to venture too deep into the woods next time.

"Senior martial uncle, let him off; I already told him the good news. Let's go back," Zhang Xi tried getting Zhao Qing Ying to leave.

But he was fuming at nearly losing his precious wine gourd.

He was, however, impressed that Lin Fan was smart enough to see through him and make use of his wine gourd.

Unlike Qing Yang Zi, this Lin Fan's way was more like his.

Too bad he's Physique Peak's inner disciple now.

If not, he would have made Lin Fan his core disciple on the spot.

Best to bring him outside of Qing Feng sect and not let him be polluted with the ways of Qing Yang Zi.

"Senior martial uncle, it's all a misunderstanding," Lin Fan clasped his hands and bowed to Zhao Qing Ying.

He gave a sad face, then pointed at the broken door and said, "I will have to repair the door now, and also try to earn contribution points for my Blood and Qi restoration pills.

"You should know it's life and death out there.

"I might just be one pill short of certain death."

Zhang Xi held back her laughter and patted Lin Fan's back, pretending to console him.

With that, Lin Fan looked down and went silent.

"Enough. Here's something to compensate you. Primordial Essence pills help enhance primordial powers for your senses."

Zhao Qing Ying took out a bottle of pills and threw it at Lin Fan.

He thought that it would help with Lin Fan's Beast Cultivation root.

But it wasn't enough for Lin Fan as he continued, "Ho Jie would have a hard time without the door. What if the demonic beasts come and attack him?"

Zhao Qing Ying twitched his nose and pulled out a wooden slab and threw it to Lin Fan.

"There are twenty contribution points inside; that's all I have. I might have to quit drinking for the rest of the month."

With the wooden slab in his hand, Lin Fan looked up and smiled brightly.

"Thank you, senior martial uncle. We are having our lunch; join us if you don't mind," Lin Fan warmly invited Zhao Qing Ying.

Such a loving senior martial uncle, how could he not be good to him?

Sensing Lin Fan was up to no good, Zhao Qing Ying shook his head and said, "No, no. I've got to discuss something with the sect master."

He quickly turned and went away.

"Senior martial uncle, feel free to come visit again!" Lin Fan, with his hand by the side of his mouth, shouted as he saw Zhao Qing Ying go.

Zhang Xi shook her head and silently thought to herself, better not let Lin Fan have any chance of bargaining.

If not, you might lose everything.

"If I remember correctly, Miss Rabbit has a reward for me," Lin Fan turned to Zhang Xi and said.

"Reward? No, when did she say that?" Zhang Xi's eyes opened wide and quickly turned away.

"I got something to do at the Physique Peak. Remember to go to the hall tomorrow."

She shouted as she scurried away.