Chapter 208: with translation of chapter title

Ye Fan received from Lin Lin Mengye a total of five boiled eggs—oh no, they should be called Foundation Establishment Pills—and his mood was so good it could not be described in words.

When he returned to the group, everyone noticed he had a smile on his face.

"Junior Brother, you've been gone so long—did something good happen?" Song Yun couldn't help but ask curiously.

Ye Fan shook his head and said:

"Just took a break, feeling much lighter. By the way, senior brother, in our sect over the years, how many Qi Refining disciples usually receive Foundation Establishment Pills?"

Song Yun didn't think much of Ye Fan's inquiry about the Foundation Establishment Pill; Ye Fan had already reached the ninth level of Qi Refining, so it was indeed time to consider Foundation Establishment.

He thought for a moment and said:

"Our Cloud Heaven Sect is only a third-rate sect on the Gangtian Continent, so Foundation Establishment Pills naturally go only to those with good talent and great contributions to the sect; in my senior brother's cohort of new disciples, only over a hundred received Foundation Establishment Pills."

At that moment, another senior brother with a dignified appearance interjected:

"I entered the sect one cohort before Ye Fan, and I just recently succeeded in Foundation Establishment. I recall that among those who entered the sect at the same time as me, only fifty-some people received Foundation Establishment Pills. My master said that in recent years many precious pills of the sect have been running low in stock, and Foundation Establishment Pills have become scarce as well."

"The reason need not be said; it's surely related to resource allocation among the sects. Our Cloud Heaven Sect is no longer what it used to be—it's quickly becoming a low-tier sect."

"The ones suffering most are the ordinary disciples without clan support; for aristocratic disciples, a Foundation Establishment Pill is no problem. If Ye Fan wants to obtain the sect's Foundation Establishment Pill, he still needs to take on more missions."

The senior brothers and sisters looked at Ye Fan, feeling a bit of sympathy in their hearts.

They are all aristocratic disciples; whether the sect gives them Foundation Establishment Pills or not doesn't matter, as they have clan support.

But Ye Fan comes from a farming family; he barely managed to join the sect, and within the sect resources are still scarce.

Among this cohort of disciples, countless are stuck forever in the Qi Refining stage; the sect can't attend to them all, so they must rely on the disciples themselves to scramble for resources.

After hearing this, Ye Fan couldn't help but frown; he never imagined that after all his effort to enter, he had ended up in a low-tier sect.

The fairy sister had high hopes for him; if she knew, she would surely be very disappointed.

"Ye Fan," Song Yun stepped forward, patted Ye Fan's shoulder, and said:

"Ye Fan, you needn't worry about this; if you want a Foundation Establishment Pill, I, your senior brother, am willing to help you."

When Song Yun said that, the others were somewhat surprised.

Although Song Yun is the young master of the Song family, Foundation Establishment Pills are precious medicines for every clan and are not usually lent out lightly.

They suddenly realized that Song Yun was treating this Ye Fan junior brother exceptionally well; previously they had never seen Senior Brother Song show such concern for any junior brother or sister.

But they didn't know that Song Yun now even had intentions to curry favor and rely on Ye Fan, all because of that cola.

Others in the sect only knew that he had once obtained a few drops of spiritual water from Ye Fan, unaware that afterward he had privately traded with Ye Fan many times; no one else knew about it.

Song Yun guessed that Ye Fan definitely still had plenty of cola in his hand, unknown to others, which was perfect for him.

If a single Foundation Establishment Pill could earn Ye Fan Junior Brother's gratitude, that would also be a gain for him.

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan nodded at Song Yun and said, "Thank you, senior brother," while thinking of something else in his heart.

The boiled eggs had become a hot commodity, and Lin Lin Mengye felt that her future path of cultivation was full of promise.

Even if she truly wanted to establish a cultivation university, she wouldn't need to worry too much about cultivation resources.

"Now what she needs to do is wait—for Ye Fan to grow stronger, so he can obtain and exchange for more resources for her on the Gangtian Continent."

For now they cannot openly rely on cola, organic rice, and boiled eggs for trade; Ye Fan is still immature, and carrying these resources is actually dangerous—if he's not careful, he'll attract attention.

Moreover, the cultivation world is a place of survival of the fittest, and demonic cultivators are not few.

Not only does she need to become stronger, but Ye Fan must also continually grow stronger.

Thinking of this, Lin Lin Mengye went to the training room, took out the spirit stones from her small storage bag, and began to cultivate.

By midnight, all the spirit stones had been absorbed; Lin Lin Mengye still hadn't broken through to the seventh level of Qi Refining, but her cultivation had consolidated considerably, and she could feel the spirit energy within her body becoming more vigorous.

Now a single burst of her spirit energy pressure could kill a person.

Lin Lin Mengye didn't rush to sleep; instead, she took out the jade bell pot that Ye Fan had given her.

This magical implement is truly petite and exquisite, its appearance refined, the feel in hand quite nice; even if it weren't a magical implement, as a craftwork display piece it would be pleasing to the eye.

Lin Lin Mengye followed the method in the book and performed a blood-drip recognition of mastery.

Sure enough, a flash of white light passed, and the pair of jade bell pots now bore her own soul imprint.

Ye Fan said, those with a ghost face are used for controlling souls, while those with a wolf-beast mark are for controlling beasts.

She found a book recording magical implements and studied it a bit.

So-called magical implements are merely the lowest grade of spirit artifacts, divided into four tiers: low, medium, high, and supreme.

The jade bell pot is merely the lowest-grade low-tier magical implement, effective almost only for cultivators below the third level of Qi Refining.

As for the beast-control bell pot, it goes without saying—it can only control the lowest-rank demonic beasts.

But for Lin Lin Mengye, this is actually a good thing.

In the world she inhabits, those high-tier magical implements actually have no use.

On the contrary, low-tier magical implements, when used, need not worry about effects being too strong and causing unnecessary casualties.

The soul-control bell pot would certainly be useful for ordinary people, and the beast-control bell pot used on animals would surely be highly effective.

In this world where spiritual energy is almost zero, these two implements are practically top-tier treasures.

Lin Lin Mengye, holding the jade bell pot, is already feeling somewhat impatient.

The soul-control bell pot should be used with caution, so for now she'll keep it stored, but the beast-control bell pot can be tried out a little.

After thinking, Lin Lin Mengye took the beast-control bell pot to the living room, infused it with spirit energy, and then gently shook it.

Amazingly, shaking the bell pot produced no sound, yet Lin Lin Mengye could feel a faint abnormal fluctuation of spirit energy.

Lin Lin Mengye also couldn't tell exactly what the implement's effect was or how long it would take to see results, so she simply sat on the sofa and waited quietly.

But before her buttocks had even warmed up, Lin Lin Mengye heard a series of hehe-susu sounds coming from all around.

The sound grew nearer, dense and urgent, making one's heart feel creepy.

Just then, a little cockroach with two small braids appeared in her field of vision.

Lin Lin Mengye's heart gave a thump, her whole body shuddered, and she quickly darted onto the sofa.

In just a few breaths, as far as the eye could see, twenty-odd adult cockroaches appeared, followed behind by a dense swarm of cockroach offspring!

Lin Lin Mengye felt her scalp tingle at that moment; she wasn't afraid of cockroaches, but it was the first time she'd seen so many cockroaches swarming in formation before her, and the sight still made her heart tighten.

"Are all these hidden in my house?"

Lin Lin Mengye muttered in disbelief, who would have thought that the biggest cockroach at the front actually nodded its head at Lin Lin Mengye.

At that moment, Lin Lin Mengye felt as if struck by lightning.