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第二十七章 慧眼识英才

Su Changyu ultimately could not hold on.

In just seven or eight days, Su Changyu could no longer bear it and died.

When his body was brought back, Li Fan still went to take a look.

All that remained was a twisted mass of flesh, utterly devoid of human form, looking rather terrifying.

The flesh would occasionally twitch in ways that were inexplicable, sending shivers down one's spine.

These people from the Realm of Immortal Desolation had just arrived and couldn't even afford to buy land for a grave.

Originally, they planned to bury him at sea, but Li Fan could not bear it and took some money out of his own pocket, allowing Su Changyu to be laid to rest properly.

Everyone was deeply saddened.

Among them, Xiao Heng cried the hardest.

Li Fan didn't feel particularly emotional; he just felt a bit wistful.

Having rolled around in the mortal world for nearly three hundred years, Li Fan had his own ways of recognizing people.

In his view, Su Changyu's dealings and character were all in order, and his resolve was quite firm. While not exactly what one would call a rare talent, he certainly wasn't an ordinary person either.

Among this group from the Realm of Immortal Desolation, it was believed that he had the best chance of making a name for himself.

And just like that, someone who hadn't even managed to pass the prerequisite of purging the demon mist, died silently and without a sound.

The path of immortality is hard!

Li Fan felt even more profound sentiments.

During his subsequent cultivation of the Xuanhuang Qixin Spell, Li Fan's feelings only deepened.

It turned out that Li Fan wasn't some prodigy either.

For nearly a month, he secluded himself at home, aside from taking on a job to cover his tracks. He spent all this time cultivating the spell.

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Generally speaking, after half a month of cultivation, most people would start experiencing improvements in their mental state and faster thinking speeds.

But even after a whole month, Li Fan felt no changes whatsoever.

He guessed that it might be because his mental strength had been refined through multiple cycles of True Real and a century of practice, far surpassing the average person. Therefore, this spell's effects on him weren't as significant.

Li Fan wasn't in a hurry; he simply treated it as a daily cultivation exercise.

Another half month passed before Li Fan finally met with Mr. Zhao at Tianbao Tower.

Following the messenger, Li Fan met Mr. Zhao in one of the courtyard areas within his own residence.

"Mr. Zhao, long time no see," Li Fan said, bowing slightly.

Mr. Zhao looked at him and got straight to the point: "I heard from Tianbao Tower that you want a ship's berth for an outing. Quite a big appetite. What do you have to back it up?"

"You see, I only have two ships available right now. My own people can't even be divided among them. Why should I give one to you?"

"Outing at sea is all about making profits. Don't you think the profit from catching lustrous fish compares unfavorably with directly salvaging treasures from sunken ships?" Li Fan smiled.

It seemed that Mr. Zhao didn't find him exaggerating, as he thought for a moment before saying: "I heard that your ship's recent unexpected harvest of several chests of jewels. After calculation by theoffice or official's residence, their value far exceeds what could be gained through regular fishing expeditions. But such good fortune doesn't happen every time; I've only experienced it a few times in my decade on this island."

He paused and continued: "From your tone, you..."

Li Fan nodded: "If I were to command a ship, I can guarantee that we will bring back some treasure with each outing."

Mr. Zhao's eyes lit up as he stared at Li Fan for several moments before asking curiously: "You didn't lie?"

Now it was Li Fan's turn to be surprised: "Indeed, I did not exaggerate, but how did you know?"

Mr. Zhao chuckled and said: "I have a pair of unusual pupils that can discern talent and detect truth from falsehood. When you spoke just now, I saw a soft white light emanating from your body, proving that what you said was true and without any ulterior motives. If it were dark clouds instead, it would mean you had other intentions."

"Such an extraordinary ability?" Li Fan was shocked. "On the day of my registration, Mr. Zhao seemed to treat me differently than others. What did you see?"

"I could only make a rough judgment; I couldn't know everything. I saw that you were very wealthy and possessed considerable bloodshed, clearly not an ordinary person. That's why I treated you with more respect," Mr. Zhao explained with a smile.

"Moreover, gathering refugees is the Immortal Master's instruction. Since he brought so many 'refugees' to my Lustrous Isle, how could I make things difficult for him?"

Li Fan understood Mr. Zhao’s principles after this conversation turned back to the ship's berth issue.

"So, since you've confirmed that what I said was true, can we consider giving me a berth?" Li Fan asked.

Mr. Zhao tapped his fingers on the table and said: "As a newcomer without any roots here, if I were to suddenly hand over a ship to you, it would surely cause discontent."

"Instead, how about this: next time we go out at sea, you come along with us. If you really manage to bring back treasure every time, crew members will eventually be convinced of your worth. Then, you can take over the ship legally."

"Even better, if your harvest is substantial enough, I could recommend it to the Lord of theoffice or official's residence and try to snatch another ship from Mr. Qian for you," he added.

"Mr. Zhao's considerations are thorough." Li Fan had no objection.

Thus, everything was settled smoothly.

Tianbao Tower did not know the details of their conversation, but when they learned that Li Fan easily convinced Mr. Zhao and obtained a berth for the next outing, they were greatly shocked.

"Does this mean that the old man didn't exaggerate? He really has the confidence to take over a ship?" A woman in yellow clothes at Tianbao Tower propped her chin on her hand, her eyes gleaming.

"I wonder what his backing is," Su Changyu was equally puzzled. In his view, Li Fan appeared to be an utterly ordinary middle-aged man.

"Send him the deed for that vacant small courtyard in East Street," the woman suddenly said.

"What?" Su Changyu was taken aback and didn't react immediately.

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