Ye Fan's eyes lit up.
It seemed this method was feasible!
"Brother Bu," Ye Fan quickly asked, "What if it's not a specific item? Like, if I'm looking for clues to something?"
"As long as you offer the reward, anything is possible!" Bu Quegan replied with certainty.
"Then I shall trouble you greatly," Ye Fan said, raising his wine cup. "Brother Bu, please!"
"Please!"
The next day.
Early in the morning, Bu Quegan came to find Ye Fan.
He planned to spend a few days showing Ye Fan around the imperial city and strengthening their friendship.
"Where is my Brother Ye?" Seeing no one in the bedroom, Bu Quegan asked the maidservant inside with confusion.
"Replying to Your Highness," the young maidservant quickly answered, "Young Master Ye is cooking."
"Insolent!" Bu Quegan was clearly displeased. "What are you people for? You actually let my Brother Ye cook himself?!"
"Your Highness!" The young maidservant knelt on the ground in fear. "It was Young Master Ye's order; this servant dared not disobey..."
"Hmph!" Bu Quegan flicked his sleeve and left.
Not long after, Bu Quegan, along with Zhang San, arrived at the kitchen.
"Brother Ye, why must you do such things yourself?" Bu Quegan said as he walked towards Ye Fan. "Just hand it over to the servants..."
His words were cut short.
At this moment, Ye Fan was holding a pill in his hand, exactly like the ones he had seen at the auction house in Luoxing City!
"It's nothing," Ye Fan replied with a smile. "I'm just used to cooking myself."
As he spoke, Ye Fan placed the pill into the nearby mortar.
He gripped the pestle and ground it a few times, and the pill turned into powder.
Bu Quegan and Zhang San were struck by lightning!
They had initially thought Ye Fan intended to consume the pill himself, but something seemed wrong.
Was it fashionable to crush pills before eating them now?
"Since Brother Bu is here, you can join me for a meal later," Ye Fan said, taking out another pill.
Both in color and aroma, it was far superior to the previous one!
One after another...
More than a dozen pills, which were clearly top-grade, were watched as they were ground into powder.
Ye Fan calmly picked up the mortar and shook it towards the stove.
The pill powder flew in, dyeing the flames with a dazzling glow...
Bu Quegan and Zhang San were struck by lightning again, their minds going blank!
"No..."
"A single pill like this is worth more than my entire fortune, and you're just destroying it like this?"
"Am I going crazy, or is the world going crazy?"
...
However, what happened next caused the two of them to completely freeze.
A series of cultivation techniques, whose names sounded incredibly impressive, followed the same fate as the pills...
Although cultivation techniques did not have flashy special effects like pills, they were convinced that these techniques must be incredibly powerful!
Anyone who could casually produce heaven-defying pills would have inferior cultivation techniques?
It was no exaggeration to say that the cultivation techniques and pills Ye Fan had produced just now were enough to buy countless Wuzhui Kingdoms!
No, no...
They would say that even with all the money in the world, you couldn't buy them!
But now...
They were gone in smoke.
Bu Quegan's worldview completely collapsed, beyond repair.
Yet, his focus was slightly peculiar.
His first reaction was not about how far these cultivation techniques and pills could take cultivators.
But he suddenly realized...
This was truly how a wealthy person should behave!
Compared to this, his previous actions were utterly boorish!
At this moment, Bu Quegan had a complete epiphany!
He had found his life's guidance, the beacon for his path forward!
After dealing with the items he had received from system check-ins recently, Ye Fan felt very pleased.
He casually took out a fire-poking stick from his spatial storage and stirred the stove fire a few times.
What Ye Fan referred to as a fire-poking stick was actually a treasured sword he had received from a system check-in.
As soon as the sword was brought out, dazzling multicolored light exploded from within the room!
The terrifying pressure and aura emanating from the sword so overwhelmed Bu Quegan and Zhang San that they dared not move.
Ye Fan's simple action of poking the fire made the two of them feel as if they couldn't breathe...
Bu Quegan and Zhang San almost collapsed to the ground!
Undoubtedly, this was an unparalleled divine weapon!
And it was on a level beyond their wildest imagination!
If this thing were thrown out, it would surely stir up bloody storms!
Yet, such a treasure was reduced to a fire-poking stick in Ye Fan's hands...
The thought that had just formed in Bu Quegan's mind became even more resolute!
After tending to the stove fire, Ye Fan put the sword away.
He was a little troubled.
He could destroy cultivation techniques and pills, but for weapons, he currently had no good solution.
After all, he was just a mortal now and had no ability to destroy such items.
As the sword disappeared, the terrifying pressure in the room finally vanished.
Bu Quegan strode forward and grabbed Ye Fan's arm!
"Brother Bu, what is this?" Ye Fan asked, completely bewildered.
"Brother Ye, no, Brother Ye!" Bu Quegan said, full of excitement. "From now on, you are my big brother!"
Because Bu Quegan realized Ye Fan was the truly wealthy one, he decided to acknowledge him as his elder brother.
It was that simple.
As for his logic...
There was nothing to be done, people with poor brains were like this...
"No, Brother Bu, you..." Ye Fan quickly pulled his arm away.
Damn!
What kind of madness is this early in the morning?
Did you take the wrong medicine?
...
"What are you standing around for?" Bu Quegan roared at Zhang San. "Quickly, call him Big Brother!"
"Big Brother!" Zhang San stood up straight and shouted with full conviction.
As for calling Ye Fan "Big Brother," Zhang San had absolutely no psychological burden.
Are you kidding me!
To be able to establish a connection with a powerful figure like Ye Fan was something that would make one smile in their dreams!
Let alone calling him Big Brother, he would even call him Father if he could!
Ye Fan: ...
Damn it!
A pair of imbeciles...
Although breakfast was light, Bu Quegan and Zhang San ate with great relish.
Taste was one aspect.
The key was that this meal was simply too extravagant!
A meal cooked with top-grade pills and peerless cultivation techniques as fuel was a dreamlike experience!
This meal alone was enough for them to brag about for a lifetime!
For the next few days, Ye Fan was led by Bu Quegan on a tour of the Wuzhui Kingdom's imperial city.
Ye Fan also gradually got used to Bu Quegan and the others calling him "Big Brother"...
Soon, it was time to depart for the sacred land.
The Emperor did not make an appearance; instead, Bu Quegan led the team.
Wuzhui Kingdom only had three examination slots.
After bidding farewell, the three disciples boarded Bu Quegan's flying ship and departed.
Once on board, they did not wander around but quietly cultivated in their respective rooms.
More than half a month later, the flying ship smoothly arrived at the sacred land.
The so-called sacred land was actually a spiritual mountain within the Wuzhui Kingdom.
From time to time, they could see flying ships from other countries heading this way, indicating that the number of people was quite large.
After disembarking, Bu Quegan's expression became unusually serious, as if he showed some fear of this sacred land.
Under the guidance of the reception disciples, everyone arrived at the accommodations arranged by the sacred land.
"Big Brother," Bu Quegan instructed after the reception disciple left, "We should keep a low profile during this time to avoid unnecessary trouble."