At the Outer Sect cafeteria, there were rumors that a "Peach-Stealing Maniac" had appeared recently, specializing in stealing the peaches of disciples who had conflicts. Many Outer Sect disciples were on edge, not knowing when this Peach-Stealing Maniac would target them. And there were no shortage of strange things happening in the Outer Sect recently. Overnight, the outer walls were stolen. When everyone was relaxing, they were all thinking about why this person stole bricks. Some disciples were afraid that they would be like Fang Han. When they woke up, they found their houses gone. Therefore, every night when they went to sleep, they would set bells outside the surrounding wall. As long as the wall-demolishing thief appeared and touched the mechanism, they would definitely catch him on the spot. "Everyone be careful. The Peach-Stealing Maniac is coming." Just at this time, outside the peaceful Outer Sect cafeteria, there was suddenly a commotion because a senior brother found that the Peach-Stealing Maniac was coming this way. Many Outer Sect disciples had fallen victim and were paralyzed in their rooms for a day, unable to move. This kind of hardship was really not something ordinary people could endure. Lin Fan came from afar carrying a big bag. Lin Fan didn't care about those senior brothers who avoided him because Lin Fan believed that they would all come and beg him one by one and treat him like a treasure. Then Lin Fan came to an open space beside the entrance of the cafeteria, put the bag on his back down, took out a banner from his bosom, and tied it to the pillar at the entrance. "Come and have a look. Don't miss it. Low-grade weapons are on sale at a huge discount..." Lin Fan stood there and shouted at the top of his lungs. Those Outer Sect senior brothers around saw this guy yelling crazily again and expressed great disdain. But when they heard about the low-grade weapons on sale, they all seemed to be bewitched. At this moment, although the Outer Sect disciples were attracted by Lin Fan's words, still no one dared to come forward to inquire because they were afraid that if they were attracted over, their peaches would be stolen. Lin Fan shouted vigorously at the top of his lungs. Seeing that everyone's attention was attracted by him, he also nodded satisfactorily. But what made Lin Fan a little speechless was why none of these guys came over? Could it be that low-grade weapons weren't attractive? Lin Fan knew how stylish it would be for Outer Sect disciples to own a weapon with a grade. At this moment, Lin Fan refused to believe it. He looked around and then saw a disciple who was relatively close to him. "You, come here..." Lin Fan beckoned. That disciple was stunned for a moment and took a few steps back in fear. But Lin Fan didn't give him this chance and directly went forward and grabbed him. "You come with me." Lin Fan had to make these guys believe his words at this moment. "No, senior brother. I just entered the Outer Sect a few days ago. Don't steal my peach." The disciple who was grabbed by Lin Fan suddenly turned pale with fear. Although he had just entered the sect, he was very familiar with the name of the Peach-Stealing Maniac outside the cafeteria. Lin Fan rolled his eyes and regardless of how this junior brother pleaded and cried, he directly pulled him to the stall and then took down the sect weapon on his back. "Everyone, take a look. This is the weapon forged by the Outer Sect craftsmen." Lin Fan held the weapon in his hand high and shouted. Then he picked up a long sword from the stall. "Take another look. This is a low-grade weapon. A miracle is about to happen. Don't blink." Lin Fan looked at the Outer Sect disciples whose interest had been aroused by him and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth. He didn't believe you weren't interested. "Watch closely..." Lin Fan shouted loudly and the two swords collided. "Clang..." The long sword forged by the sect craftsmen instantly broke into two pieces and fell to the ground with a clang. "How about it? There are only three. The one with the highest price gets it." Lin Fan threw the broken weapon on the ground and then returned to the stall, waiting for everyone to rush to buy. "Senior brother, my sword..." The junior brother who saw his weapon broken into two pieces by the senior brother was really about to cry. "Your sword is my sword..." Lin Fan replied indifferently. Then the Outer Sect disciples who had been watching around rushed up like crazy. They all saw the scene just now clearly. The weapon forged by the Outer Sect craftsmen was cut into two pieces by one sword and it seemed very easy. It was truly cutting iron like mud. At the same time, the long sword had flowing spiritual light. It was clearly a weapon with a grade. "Junior Brother Lin, how do you sell this sword?" "Junior Brother Lin, name your price. I'll buy it." ... At this moment, Lin Fan looked at the Outer Sect disciples competing with each other and his heart smiled very brightly. He had said long ago that he would definitely become a hot commodity. Now it was already very difficult for him to upgrade relying on them. Then he could only rely on taking pills. As long as he reached the Congenital Realm by taking pills, he would immediately apply to enter the Inner Sect. At that time, wouldn't the whole world be at his disposal? At the same time, Lin Fan expressed deep resentment towards the rule that disciples who did not break through the Congenital Realm were not allowed to leave the sect. It was this guy who made his early upgrade so difficult. "The Sword of Slaughtering Heaven and Annihilating the Sun starts at thirty Condensing Qi Pills. The one with the highest price gets it..." Lin Fan held the long sword in his hand and shouted loudly. "The Sword of Slaughtering Heaven and Annihilating the Sun. What a good name. So domineering. I must have this sword." "I offer thirty-one." "Humph, you want to get a low-grade weapon with just thirty-one. You must be daydreaming. I offer forty." "Forty-five." "Fifty." Lin Fan looked at the senior brothers competing fiercely and his heart smiled very brightly. A bunch of scrap copper and iron, as long as they were packaged a little, could be sold. It was so profitable. "I offer one hundred." When the person who offered one hundred appeared, the whole place was silent. Outer Sect disciples could receive thirty Condensing Qi Pills every month. Although Condensing Qi Pills were the normal currency in circulation in the Outer Sect, many disciples consumed these pills for cultivation on the same day and few could accumulate them. "One hundred and fifty." Lin Fan looked at this disciple who offered one hundred and fifty. It was someone he had never seen before. At this moment, he was standing there very calmly. But from his eyes, Lin Fan could see his desire for this sword. Although Lin Fan had been in the sect for more than a year, he still didn't understand one thing. In this world, everyone is proficient in only one thing. The path of cultivation has no end. Who would be distracted to cultivate something else? Cultivation is cultivation, a craftsman is a craftsman, and an alchemist is an alchemist. If you want to become the latter two, then there must not be much achievement in the path of cultivation. Unless it was those powerful ones whose cultivation had reached a certain level and there was no breakthrough for the time being, they would then distract their minds to other aspects. Although the Saint Devil Sect was a large sect, they couldn't give each disciple a weapon with a grade. "Two hundred." "Two hundred and fifty." ... At this moment, the bidding was very fierce. And Lin Fan also found that many disciples didn't bid and were just watching quietly. It seemed they were waiting for the following weapons. "One thousand..." Just at this time, a man in a white robe standing in the distance walked slowly. When the Outer Sect disciples around saw the person coming, their expressions suddenly changed. Then one by one, they respectfully made way, their hearts filled with astonishment. "It's Senior Brother Yi." "Yi Zhongyu, one of the top ten outstanding disciples of the Outer Sect." "It seems that we have no hope. With Senior Brother Yi making a move, there is no share for us. If we compete, we will definitely be hated by Senior Brother Yi." Many Outer Sect disciples who were determined to get it understood that this low-grade weapon belonged to the owner when they saw the person coming. And at this moment, Lin Fan was thinking about a problem. Had he sold at a loss? But forget it. Anyway, it was made of scrap copper and iron. There would be as many as he wanted. Just earn a wave first.