9: Chapter 9 Comprehension: Lv17

Right at that moment.

A warm, mellow voice drifted down from the second-floor staircase.

"Young brother, please wait a moment."

Everyone looked toward the source of the voice and saw a middle-aged man wearing a gray long-sleeved robe and gold-rimmed glasses slowly walking down the stairs. He had a refined face and an extraordinary temperament, with a purple-gold badge pinned to his chest that shimmered under the lights.

Upon seeing this man, the previously arrogant burly man's face instantly turned pale. The female staff member with the terrible attitude from before was so frightened she dropped her phone onto the desk and hurriedly stood up to bow.

"Su... Supervisor Lan!"

Lin Fan was also stunned for a moment.

The Martial Artist Guild Lan Feng, Lan Feng!

This was a big shot in Xuansheng City. It was said his strength was unfathomable, and he was usually as elusive as a dragon. Why would he suddenly call out to him?

Lan Feng ignored the reactions of the crowd and walked straight to Lin Fan. His gaze fell upon the Iron-Backed Fierce Wolf, and his eyes narrowed slightly behind his lenses, a glint flashing within them.

"This Iron-Backed Fierce Wolf... did you kill it?" Lan Feng looked up and smiled at Lin Fan, his tone as gentle as if he were chatting with a younger relative.

Lin Fan remained alert, nodding neither humbly nor arrogantly. "Yes."

"Good! Truly a hero out of youth!"

Lan Feng nodded appreciatively and actually stepped aside, making a 'please' gesture. "Young brother, if you don't mind, shall we go to my office to talk? This wolf is of good quality; taking the ordinary channel would be a waste of its potential."

Boom!

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire hall instantly erupted.

Everyone stared at the scene in stunned silence, their jaws dropping to the floor.

Supervisor Lan was personally receiving him?

And even going to the office to talk?

This kind of treatment—even if the patriarchs of the great families came, it would be nothing more than this!

The burly man who had mocked Lin Fan earlier was now trembling so hard his legs shook, wishing he could slap himself twice. He had actually mocked a ruthless person who could get Supervisor Lan to personally receive him?

"It's over, it's over. Could this kid really be a young master from some family out experiencing life?"

Some people had already begun to shrink back quietly, fearing that Lin Fan would hold a grudge against them.

Lin Fan was also taken aback, but he quickly regained his composure. Since he was here, he might as well make the best of it.

"Then I'll trouble Supervisor Lan."

Lin Fan didn't stand on ceremony either. He grabbed the wolf carcass weighing hundreds of catties with one hand as if he were carrying a small chick and followed Lan Feng upstairs.

He left a hall full of people looking at each other, unable to recover their senses for a long time.

On the second floor of the guild, in the Lan Feng's office.

The soundproofing here was excellent, instantly cutting off the noise from downstairs.

Lan Feng had someone bring two cups of tea and called for two professional appraisers.

Only five minutes passed.

One appraiser reported with an excited face: "Lan Feng! This Iron-Backed Fierce Wolf is at the peak of the First Rank Eighth Grade! The fur integrity is as high as 99%—it's practically a perfect work of art! According to market prices, it's worth at least eighty thousandYan Yuan!"

"Eighty thousand?"

Lin Fan's heart skipped a beat; this price was even higher than he had anticipated.

Lan Feng took a sip of tea and smiled. "Since it's your first time here, young brother, I'll take charge and round it up to one hundred thousandYan Yuan."

One hundred thousand!

Lin Fan's breathing hitched. This extra twenty thousand was clearly Supervisor Lan showing him favor.

"Thank you, Supervisor Lan!" Lin Fan didn't refuse and thanked him generously.

"In addition..." Lan Feng looked at the empty spot on Lin Fan's chest. "You probably haven't taken the martial artist assessment yet? With this record of yours, the assessment is purely redundant. Xiao Li, go process a Fourth-rank Body Tempering Realm martial artist badge for young brother Lin Fan and enter it directly into the records."

"Yes!" The staff member hurriedly complied and left.

Lin Fan was truly surprised this time.

Issuing a badge directly? This was giving him quite a lot of face.

"If you have any good goods in the future, come straight to me." Lan Feng patted Lin Fan's shoulder and handed him a gold-embossed business card. "I have high hopes for you."

It wasn't until Lin Fan left the guild with the transfer receipt for one hundred thousand and that brand-new martial artist badge that he still felt a sense of unreality.

Inside the office.

The appraiser couldn't help but ask: "Lan Feng, although that kid is decent, he's only at the Fourth-rank Body Tempering Realm. Why do you value him so much? Even to the point of paying a premium?"

Lan Feng walked to the window, watching Lin Fan's departing back. He pushed up his glasses, a deep light flashing in his eyes.

"You only saw the fur integrity."

Lan Feng said indifferently, "But when I was checking the carcass just now, I discovered that this Iron-Backed Fierce Wolf's internal organs were all shattered into mush. Even its hardest spinal bone showed subtle cracks."

The appraiser was stunned. "What does that mean?"

"It means it was killed with a single palm strike."

Lan Feng's voice carried a hint of undeniable shock. "To be able to bypass the Iron-Backed Fierce Wolf's defense, which is comparable to a steel plate, and directly shatter its internal organs... this can only be done by cultivating the Wind Thunder Palm to the Perfection realm and developing 'Yin Thunder Force'!"

"What?!"

The appraiser was pale with shock, his eyes widening. "Perfection-level Wind Thunder Palm? How... how old is he? He looks like just a high school student, right?"

"Yes, a high school student."

Lan Feng turned around and smiled. "A high school student who can practice basic martial arts to Perfection—his potential is likely even more terrifying than we imagine. This hundred thousand is well spent!"

Low-rent housing, late at night.

The neon lights outside the window flickered, reflecting Lin Fan's slightly excited face.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, performing a final tally.

"The Iron-Backed Fierce Wolf sold for one hundred thousand."

"One hundred and twenty thousand was withdrawn from the cards of those three, including the bald guy."

"Plus the ten thousand monthly stipend for the Fourth-rank martial artist badge, which I just received today."

"The total cash now is a full two hundred and thirty thousand!"

Lin Fan looked at the dizzying string of numbers on his mobile banking app and couldn't help but grin foolishly.

Just this morning, he was still worrying about a few yuan for breakfast, and now, he was already a little tycoon with a huge sum of money.

Killing and arson bring a golden belt—the ancients truly did not deceive me!

Besides the money, the three body tempering pills worth one hundred and fifty thousand were also placed on the table.

This was the true hard currency.

"Of course, the biggest harvest is still this."

With a thought, Lin Fan summoned the system panel.

【Host: Lin Fan】

【Realm: Fourth-rank Body Tempering Realm】

【evolution points: 5770 points】

Looking at that huge sum of over five thousand points, Lin Fan felt he had never been so wealthy.

"System, add points for me!"

"All in! Put it all into Comprehension Ability!"

A crazy light flashed in Lin Fan's eyes as his finger clicked frantically on the '+' sign.

【Consumed 500 evolution points, Comprehension Ability increased to Lv11!】

【Consumed 600 evolution points, Comprehension Ability increased to Lv12!】

evolution points disappeared like flowing water, while the numbers in the Comprehension Ability column skipped frantically.

Until the last evolution point was exhausted.

【Comprehension Ability: Lv17 (Transcendent, Deducing All Laws)】

Boom!

The moment Comprehension Ability froze at Lv17, Lin Fan felt as if a thunderclap had exploded in his mind.

An unprecedentedly cool airflow swept through his entire cerebral cortex.

The world, which was already crystal clear, seemed to undergo some kind of qualitative change in his eyes. He could even vaguely sense the emotions of the free-floating Origin Qi molecules in the air—some were irritable, others were docile.

Countless insights regarding the martial path surged like a tide. The Fierce Tiger Fist and Wind Thunder Palm, which he had previously thought were perfect, now revealed several more flaws that could be improved in his eyes.