Chapter 11: That Crisp Slapping Sound!
[Ding! You touched Lin Dong and obtained three Yin-Yang Pearls!]
Yin-Yang Pearls?
Now that was something useful!
Unfortunately, it didn't seem like the right time to use them yet.
Lin Fan recalled that in the original story, Lin Dong acquired the Yin-Yang Pearls during the battle over the Alchemic Pool, representing the Ten Thousand Gold Chamber of Commerce. With the help of the Yin-Yang Pearls, he had broken through from the Heaven Origin Stage to the Initial Yuan Dan Stage!
"Lin Fan-ge, what's wrong?" Lin Dong's voice rang out as Lin Fan momentarily lost himself in thought.
Lin Fan smiled and shook his head. "Nothing. I was just thinking—once we get to the trading fair, you might consider using a disguise. Then you could use your unique spiritual liquid to trade for some third-grade herbs."
Lin Dong smiled. "I was thinking the same thing. Looks like we're on the same wavelength."
"Heh, let's go," Lin Fan chuckled, taking the lead.
Qingtan and Lin Dong followed closely behind.
The trading fair was located in a part of town where no single force had been able to fully claim control due to ongoing disputes. As a result, all the major factions had set up their own shops, effectively sharing the territory.
The Qingyang Town trading fair was famous for miles around.
Visitors included not only locals but also people from surrounding villages and even some shady characters from outlaw gangs.
In short, the place was a chaotic mix of all sorts, and the crowds were massive.
Lin Fan held Qingtan's hand while Lin Dong followed behind, weaving through the packed streets of the market.
Even though they were sweating from the crowds, Qingtan was brimming with excitement. Her delicate little face was constantly lit up with joy.
After wandering for a while, the three arrived at the end of one of the streets.
This area was one of the higher-end parts of the trading fair. Here, the Lei and Xie families, the Mad Blade Martial Hall, and even the Lin family had all set up their own shops.
"Lin Fan-ge, I want to trade herbs first," Lin Dong said in a low voice as his eyes scanned the area.
Lin Fan smiled. "Go ahead. Qingtan and I will take a look around the loft building. Come find us there when you're done."
"Got it." Lin Dong nodded, waved goodbye to the two, and disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye.
"Let's go in," Lin Fan said to Qingtan after watching him leave.
"Mhm!" Qingtan nodded excitedly, clinging to Lin Fan's arm as she pulled him deeper into the loft's interior.
At the back of the loft was a small square paved with crushed stone. A circle of luxurious shops surrounded it.
Here, one could find herbs, weapons, armor, martial techniques, and even beast crystals. Just walking a lap around the square was enough to shop for just about anything.
Like most girls, Qingtan was enjoying the thrill of shopping. Though she didn't actually buy much, she looked absolutely delighted.
Seeing her bright smile, Lin Fan couldn't help but feel happy too.
Bang! Bang!
Suddenly, the sound of fighting erupted from the far side of the square.
Lin Fan turned to look and saw several younger members of the Lin family in a scuffle. Leading them was none other than Lin Xia, who had previously stood up for him.
Their opponents? Disciples of the Xie family.
At the head of the Xie family group was a teenage girl about seventeen or eighteen. Lin Fan vaguely recalled her name—Xie Ting.
The Xie and Lin families were two of the most powerful in Qingyang Town, and the Xie family often sided with the Lei family in efforts to suppress the Lin clan.
As a result, clashes between the younger generations were frequent.
"Qingtan, let's go teach those Xie punks a lesson!" Lin Fan called out and immediately rushed toward the commotion.
Qingtan didn't hesitate and followed right behind him.
Just as Lin Fan arrived, he saw Lin Xia engaged in a heated battle with a Xie family youth at the seventh level of Body Tempering. At that moment, Xie Ting took advantage of the chaos and moved in—slapping a palm toward Lin Xia's face.
A cold gleam flashed in Lin Fan's eyes. His right hand shot out like lightning and slapped straight toward Xie Ting!
Smack!
A crisp slap rang out, echoing through the crowd as Lin Fan's palm landed before Xie Ting's could reach Lin Xia.
His counterattack landed first, and Xie Ting stumbled back awkwardly. Her slap never reached Lin Xia.
Then, like a wolf among sheep, Lin Fan charged into the Xie group, giving each of them a hard slap!
In mere seconds, every single Xie family junior was forced back.
Some staggered away, their faces red and swollen, while others were slapped to the ground, utterly humiliated!
Lin Xia had been locked in combat and had no time to react when she saw Xie Ting's slap coming at her. She thought for sure she was about to be struck, only for the situation to reverse in an instant.
"Lin Fan, perfect timing! Thanks a ton!" Lin Xia exclaimed in joy upon seeing it was him.
"Awesome! It's Lin Fan-ge!"
"As expected of Lin Fan-ge! He took out all those Xie punks with a single move!"
"With Lin Fan-ge here, forget Xie Ting—even Xie Yingying would have to kneel and beg!"
...
The other Lin family juniors erupted in excitement and confidence.
After the clan competition, Lin Fan's strength had earned the awe and respect of nearly all his peers.
Lin Hong watched Lin Fan dominate the field, his expression shifting between envy and admiration. After clenching his fists for a while, he finally relaxed and let out a long sigh.
In the crowd, Lin Shan instinctively hunched his shoulders, silently thinking, Why is Lin Fan-ge slapping people again? Good thing it wasn't me this time...
Qingtan puffed out her chest proudly as she watched the other Lin juniors shower Lin Fan with praise and admiration.
"Don't mention it, Lin Xia-jie. You helped me before," Lin Fan responded calmly, ignoring the others' flattery.
Lin Xia gave him a hearty slap on the shoulder. "Still, I owe you one! Seeing Xie Ting's face swell up from your slap—best moment of the day!"
"I just didn't like how she tried to sneak attack you," Lin Fan replied casually. "Eye for an eye."
At that moment, Xie Ting finally recovered. Clutching her swollen cheek, her face twisted in fury. "Lin Fan! Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you hit me?!"
She was beside herself with rage—no one had ever dared strike her before.
Blinded by fury, she lost all reason and lashed out again, swinging her palm toward Lin Fan's face.
But Lin Fan merely tilted his head, easily dodging it—and slapped her other cheek.
Smack!
Another crisp slap rang out as Xie Ting was knocked flat to the ground!
"Perfect. Now it's symmetrical," Lin Fan said with a smile.
By now, a crowd had gathered around the square. Seeing the scene unfold, their eyes were filled with shock.
Conflicts between the Lin and Xie juniors weren't rare in Qingyang Town, but it was usually the Lin family getting beaten black and blue.
This time, however, things had completely flipped!
Clearly, the Lin family had produced an extraordinary new talent.
"Lin Fan, you just wait! My sister and the others will be here soon! You're dead!"
Xie Ting sat on the ground, too afraid to get up, screaming in helpless rage.
Tap tap!
At that moment, the sound of rapid footsteps echoed from the entrance of the square.
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