Damn master, practicing fire dragon technique

Generally speaking, those with mysterious identities who live in seclusion in this world are, nine times out of ten, peerless experts who have transcended the mundane world.

If one could receive their guidance or assistance, one's life path might avoid decades of rugged and bumpy roads.

Thinking of this, Shen Fan unhesitatingly left the Scripture Depository, found a secluded place, and carefully took out a jar of fine wine, meticulously selected from the market, from his Storage Pouch.

This wine was his “stepping stone” prepared for that mysterious old man.

Afterward, Shen Fan returned to the Scripture Depository, deliberately slowed his steps, and leisurely walked past the old man.

As expected, the rich aroma of the wine instantly attracted the old man's attention.

The old man suddenly opened his eyes, a glint flashing within them, and his gaze, like a torch, fixed directly on the wine jar in Shen Fan's hand.

“Hey, hey, hey, young man, where did you buy this wine?”

The old man eagerly stopped Shen Fan and asked urgently.

“Senior, would you like to try it?”

A triumphant smile curled at the corner of Shen Fan's mouth, and he secretly rejoiced in his heart.

“That…”

The old man rubbed his hands, looking a bit awkward, and said somewhat uncomfortably, “This isn't very good!”

“Senior, please enjoy it, I have plenty more here!”

Shen Fan readily handed over the wine jar.

The old man took the wine jar, opened the lid, and began to drink heartily, his carefree demeanor as if he had cast all worldly troubles behind him.

After three rounds of drinks, Shen Fan felt the time was right and tentatively asked:

“Senior, I have just joined the Outer Sect and wish to choose a second-tier Spell to Cultivate. I wonder if there are any Spells here that, though incomplete, are immensely powerful and categorized as first or second-tier?”

“Gulp, gulp!!”

The old man only focused on drinking, completely ignoring Shen Fan's words.

Just then, a mocking voice suddenly came from nearby:

“Another fool, treating that old geezer as a reclusive expert, even dreaming of obtaining a profound Spell with just a jar of wine. Do you really think this is a plot from a novel?”

“This old fellow has been lying here, tricking who knows how many Outer Sect Disciples!” another person chimed in.

Shen Fan was slightly stunned by the words, then turned his head to look at the old man.

“What are you looking at? You willingly gave me the wine, it's not like I asked for it!”

The old man stood up sloppily and said indifferently.

Just then, an Outer Sect Disciple walked out from the Scripture Depository and cursed at the old man: “Scram, scram, scram! If you dare to lie on my chair again, I'll beat you to death, you old geezer!”

“You're not the Scripture Depository's caretaker?”

Shen Fan's eyes widened, his face filled with shock and disappointment as he asked.

The old man hopped away, muttering, “Did he really take me for a reclusive expert?”

“My goodness!” Shen Fan was utterly speechless, a mix of emotions swirling in his heart.

...

This farcical misunderstanding left Shen Fan utterly humiliated.

Returning to the Scripture Depository again, after much deliberation, he finally chose a second-tier Fire Dragon Art.

Since he intended to continue Cultivating discreetly in the Waste Pill Room, a fire-attribute Spell was undoubtedly the first choice.

Moreover, Shen Fan had a bold idea in his mind; if realized, it would greatly enhance the power of this Spell.

Thinking of this, Shen Fan immediately exchanged for this Spell and found an unoccupied spot within the Scripture Depository to begin Cultivating.

This Fire Dragon Art is a top-tier fire-attribute Spell. When Cultivated to Major Achievement, it can summon a fire Dragon to attack enemies, its power far surpassing the Flame Snake Technique, which can only light fires.

“The earth's lungs melt a thousand ravines, cloud vortices nurture crimson light—Fire spirits transform into horned beasts, dazzling! Fangs! Locking the eight directions!”

Shen Fan silently recited the Fire Dragon Art incantation, stomped his right foot to draw forth ground fire, and pulled his palms apart as if drawing a bow.

The next moment, a five-zhang long flaming Dragon tore through the air, its scales flying, emitting a purplish-green poisonous smoke.

“Roar—!”

The Dragon roared as it charged towards the cliff face.

“Boom—!”

The power of a second-tier Spell was indeed terrifying, and the powerful commotion immediately attracted the prying eyes of all the Disciples in the Scripture Depository.

“Sorry, sorry, I just got a Spell and couldn't resist Cultivating it!”

Shen Fan repeatedly cupped his fists in apology, then prepared to leave.

Just then, enforcement Disciples in special black robes rushed over.

“What are you doing? Don't you know that you're not allowed to cast Spells arbitrarily within the Sect?” the enforcement Disciple sternly demanded.

“I'm sorry, Senior Brothers, I just joined the Outer Sect and learned a Spell, so I couldn't help but Cultivate and test its power here. I definitely won't dare to do it again next time!” Shen Fan quickly explained.

But the other party simply wouldn't listen to his explanation.

“Give me your Disciple token. Considering this is your first offense, you'll receive a minor warning!” the enforcement Disciple said coldly.

Shen Fan had no choice but to take out his Disciple token and hand it over.

“If there's a next time, it won't just be a warning, but a deduction of contribution points and a major demerit!”

The enforcement Disciple warned menacingly.

“Yes, yes, yes!”

Shen Fan took the Disciple token with both hands and nodded repeatedly.

Only then did the enforcement Disciple leave.

Seeing this, Shen Fan couldn't help but wipe a cold sweat.

However, he was also greatly relieved by the Sect's strict rules.

This way, he could indirectly protect himself.

...

Leaving the Scripture Depository, and passing through the Wen Dao Ping Square again, all the Disciples had already dispersed.

As Shen Fan returned to the Waste Pill Room via a small path, several figures in green robes suddenly blocked his way.

Upon seeing this, Shen Fan immediately gathered his Qi, ready to activate “Blood Soul Qi” at any moment, while his left hand flipped, and a fire poison demon core fell into his hand, ready to be crushed and absorb the fire poison at any time.

The preparations were completed in one go, smooth and flowing.

“Who's there?”

Shen Fan vigilantly looked around, immediately retreating a few steps to put distance between himself and these people.

“Junior Brother truly has a short memory, do you not even recognize me?”

As he spoke, Li Qingshan walked out, fanning himself.

“It's you!”

Seeing this person, Shen Fan's eyes were about to split.

It was he who had beaten him half to death and snatched Lu Qingzhu away.

However, on second thought, Shen Fan had already come to terms with it.

Lu Qingzhu's Heart-Nature was like that; without Li Qingshan, there would have been a Zhang Qingshan or a Zhu Qingshan.

As for being beaten, if it weren't for him, he wouldn't have discovered this treasure gathering cosmos bowl.

So, in a roundabout way, he should even thank this kid.

But... that kick left him bedridden for three days. This grudge, he couldn't endure!

“What do you want to do?” Shen Fan asked coldly.

“What do I want to do? I want to do you!” Li Qingshan said with a sinister laugh.

After his words fell, the Outer Sect Disciples on both sides swarmed forward.

Shen Fan looked around, retreating repeatedly, feeling apprehensive.

But on second thought, these guys dared to act here, which meant this place was absolutely safe.

Thinking of this, Shen Fan immediately activated the Blood Soul Qi within his Dantian.

In an instant, two streams of Blood Soul Qi emerged from his Dantian, like meteors, traversing through his Spiritual Veins, igniting his Qi and blood like flames wherever they passed.

A surge of power instantly swept through his entire body.

“Boom—!”

Shen Fan slightly bent down, and his feet suddenly exerted force.

The bluestone beneath him instantly exploded.

Shen Fan, fierce as a tiger, extended his claws, passing between two Outer Sect Disciples.

“Dragon Capturing Hand—Mountain Crushing!”

“Crack—!”

The left and right hands of these two Outer Sect Disciples were directly grabbed and fiercely torn off by Shen Fan.

“Screech—!”

Blood spurted.

“Ah!!!”

Screams rose and fell continuously, as the two Outer Sect Disciples collapsed, clutching their severed arms and wailing.

This bloody scene immediately made Li Qingshan's eyes split with rage.