Chapter 41: Re-sifting
Chapter 41: Re-sifting
Tian Lin's shopping this time, not to mention some of the things he can't use, only the 'figs' are extremely precious.
After he reached the 82nd floor, he picked up the fig and stuffed it into his mouth.
The sweet juice filled his taste buds, and the surging medicinal power instantly flowed through his body.
Tian Lin directed the medicinal power into his Dantian, and his internal strength began to increase at an extremely fast rate.
"Brother Tian is really amazing. Every time I see you, I always see you eating."
Bai Ye's voice sounded at level 82. He looked at the fruits in Tian Lin's bag with a smile and asked:
"Did you buy this peach at the ghost market? It's quite big. Can I have one?"
Tian Lin opened his eyes and said, "Brother Bai, please do as you please."
Bai Ye picked up a peach, rubbed off the hair on it and said:
"This peach reminds me of my hometown. The peaches in my hometown are bigger and sweeter than this one."
In fact, he hasn't eaten it yet, so how can he know whether the peach in his hand is sweet or sour?
I heard him take a bite with a "crunch" sound, and then he frowned and spat out the peach in his mouth.
"Tian, Brother Tian has good teeth. I don't know why this peach is so sour!"
After he finished speaking, he took the broken peach and went up the ninety-five stone steps, then threw the half peach in his hand up.
As soon as the peach reached the ninety-six stone steps, it was chopped into pieces by the knife.
Tian Lin withdrew his gaze from Bai Ye and continued to eat figs to replenish his internal energy.
He didn't know how long he had been practicing, and he only opened his eyes after he had digested the bag of peaches.
Looking at the ninety-five stone steps, the fat woman and old man Gou were meditating on them.
Tian Lin stood up, and the three people on the ninety-five stone steps opened their eyes.
They watched Tian Lin reach the eighty-third level, then they watched Tian Lin reach the eighty-fourth level, and then they watched Tian Lin reach the eighty-fifth level.
Only after Tian Lin stopped at level 90 did the three of them breathe a sigh of relief.
Everyone was silent for a moment, and Bai Ye was the first to laugh:
"Brother Tian is truly a martial arts genius. Han Li said at the beginning that you have a great chance of becoming an outer sect disciple from a menial disciple, but I didn't believe it. Now that I've seen it, you do have a much greater chance than the three of us."
"That may not be the case. From level 90 upwards, you can't just rely on inner strength to get up there."
Old Man Gou's face was uncertain, and he said: "Most people in this world are amazing at first, but later they become ordinary people——"
"It doesn't matter. Brother Tian is only fifteen years old now. He still has plenty of time to slowly climb this immortal ladder."
At this point, Bai Ye said meaningfully: "Unlike some people, who are about to die, I am afraid they will not dare to take the step of level ninety-six until they die."
Old Man Gou suddenly stood up and glared at Bai Ye, saying, "What do you mean? I don't dare to go up to level 96, do you dare to go up?"
Bai Ye smiled, stood up and looked at Old Man Gou.
Seeing that a big battle was about to start, the fat woman hurriedly stood up and stood between the two men and said:
"You two, we are old acquaintances. There is no need to make a big fuss over a few words."
Old man Gou snorted coldly, turned away and ignored Bai Ye.
Bai Ye just smiled, took off the sword from his waist, and suddenly stepped onto the 96th floor.
In an instant, several eyes looked towards Bai Ye, and then he heard Bai Ye say after reaching the ninety-sixth floor: "The ninety-sixth floor is nothing to worry about, and the ninety-seventh floor is nothing to fear?"
After he finished speaking, he had reached the ninety-seventh stone step.
"You, when did you get to the 97th level?"
Old Man Gou couldn't believe it. Bai Ye glanced at him from a high position:
"For a coward like you, you will never be able to reach level 96 in your lifetime. As for me, I reached level 97 when Han Li reached level 98."
His words were so shocking that the fat woman couldn't help but ask, "When did Brother Han reach the 98th level?"
Seeing that everyone was somewhat unconvinced, Bai Ye said:
"Han Li reached level 96 the year before last, and level 97 last year. As for level 98, he just reached it yesterday."
Tian Lin frowned. In fact, he was always the first person to come to practice every day.
But he didn't notice Han Li climbing the ladder at all, perhaps because he was too focused.
"We have reached level ninety-eight, and we are only one step away. It seems that among the four of us, Brother Han is really going to become an outer disciple."
The fat woman said with longing: "That's an outer sect disciple."
"Yes, they are outer disciples!"
As Old Man Gou said this, his feet had already reached the ninety-sixth floor.
But as everyone was staring, his right foot, which was about to step down, paused and then retracted.
He said, "No hurry, no hurry, I can still practice for a while, and then go up when I am confident!"
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“This time, I’m not sure I can beat Han Li.
Tian Lin is confident that he can reach level 95, but at level 95 he will probably only be on par with Han Li in terms of combat power. This is because he has taken other 'precious medicines' to strengthen his body.
But now Han Li has reached level 98 and is only one step away from the last level.
Tian Lin had no confidence in defeating Han Li. "But if I can't beat Han Li, can I still beat others?"
The next morning, when the partridge sounds were heard, Tian Lin and the crowd rushed to the river.
Seeing that Tian Lin didn't bring a backpack, someone grabbed Tian Lin's arm and said, "Boy, didn't you say no--"
Before the man could finish the word "no", Tian Lin grabbed his neck with his backhand.
Tian Lin suddenly heard the sound of wind behind his ear. He kicked forward without looking back and a cry of pain was heard behind him.
"What do you mean, you want to come together?"
Tian Lin threw the person in his hand out and looked around at the errand disciples around him.
These menial disciples all looked surprised and hesitant.
Only Zhao Si, whose face was already covered with scabs, shouted, "Everyone, come at us together. We have so many masters. Are we afraid of him?"
"Don't do anything!"
Han Li came out and said with a sullen face: "You are fighting here, are you trying to cause trouble for me?"
After speaking, he looked at Tian Lin.
But before Han Li could speak, Tian Lin spoke first: "When they drove me away, I told you, Brother Han, not to interfere. Now I want to come back. It doesn't matter if Brother Han doesn't help me. Do you want to help them drive me away again?"
Han Li's words of persuasion were blocked by Tian Lin. His face turned red for a moment, and he could only turn around and say to the other errand disciples:
"I just want to tell you one thing: no one is allowed to cause trouble in front of me."
The chores disciples said in dissatisfaction: "If he continues to 'pan for sand' like that, how many water spirit mines can we get in a day?"
Han Li said: "Mining the water spirit mine depends on one's own ability. As long as he does not violate the rules of the mining academy, I have no reason to interfere no matter what he does."
Tian Lin said, "When you guys drove me away, no one cared whether I felt wronged or not. Now that I'm back, what grounds do you have to complain?"
"Okay, stop talking nonsense and start working."
Han Li put an end to this farce with just one sentence.
Everyone watched Tian Lin go down to the river and could only follow behind him.
Han Li was afraid of being attacked by the errand disciples of the Mining Academy, so he shoveled sand while paying attention to the movements of the errand disciples around him.
The group of people seemed a little absent-minded, even though the amount of mud and sand they shoveled on their backs did not decrease.
But every time they saw Tian Lin emerging from the water, they felt that the mud on their backs was becoming less and less valuable, and the water minerals in the mud were becoming less and less.
During this sand panning, all the menial students of the Mining Academy lost their former joy, except Tian Lin.
"Okay, let's call it a day!"
After Han Li shouted this, a group of chores disciples came ashore feeling relieved.
They couldn't wait to start panning for sand, while Tian Lin handed the cloth bag to Han Li.
Han Li just weighed the cloth bag and couldn't help but gasp.
Tian Lin smiled and said, "I am now a master, I can hold my breath in the water long enough, and my eyesight is better than before."
He didn't say how much water spirit ore he had mined, but after he left, the faces of the menial disciples around him became increasingly uglier.
There was a man who scoured the sand several times, and finally in a rage he threw the sand and the dustpan into the river, cursing:
"If he does this, can we still find the Shuiling Mine?"
"Damn it, I worked hard to dig the sand for the whole morning, but not a single sieve turned up any water spirit ore."
Another man finished speaking, looked at Han Li and said, "Boss Han, his Shuiling Mine is with you. Tell me, how much of our Shuiling Mine has he taken away?"
Han Li didn't say anything. According to the rules, only the supervisor knew how much water spirit ore each person had mined every day, and the menial disciples who were panning for sand were also forbidden to ask each other about it.
"Okay, since Boss Han won't talk and won't help us, let's go find the Third Steward and file a complaint."
As soon as the errand disciple finished speaking, someone said, "The Third Steward won't care about this. As long as the Third Steward receives enough water spirit ore every day and as long as he can ensure that he can embezzle a lot of water spirit ore, he won't care who helps him mine."
"Then find Manager Shang. Isn't Tian a member of Manager Shang's team?"
"You already know that the person surnamed Tian is the Shang manager's man, why are you still going to look for Master Shang?"
After his ideas were rejected twice in a row, the man got anxious and said, "This won't work, that won't work, so who should I ask for help?"
"Why not go find Xiaoyue!" Zhao Si rolled his eyes and offered a suggestion:
"Although Tian Lin and that crazy woman Xiao Yue are both business managers, the crazy woman seems to dislike Tian Lin very much. I have seen this for sure."
Everyone looked at each other and thought that Zhao Si's idea seemed good.
Someone asked, "But who should we send to find Miss Xiaoyue?"
After saying that, the man looked at Zhao Si and said, "Brother Zhao Si, you are the only one among our group who has dealt with Miss Xiaoyue and has a close relationship with her. It looks like I'll have to trouble you to go up the mountain."
Zhao Si's face turned pale, and he touched the scar on his face and cursed: "How could you see that I have any friendship with that crazy woman? I won't go, no matter what, even if you kill me, I won't go."
Someone said sternly, "Well, if you don't go, don't blame us for telling others about you calling Miss Xiaoyue a 'crazy woman' behind her back.
If we don't beat you to death, I'm afraid Miss Xiaoyue won't let you go."
Zhao Si's face changed and he suddenly felt the scar on his face begin to hurt again. It was probably because water had seeped into the scar and the wound had not healed completely yet.
(End of this chapter)