Immortal Hero: I Can See the Success Rate Chapter 33

Translator: Simple MTL  Editor: Simple MTL

A large group of people swarmed towards the elder in charge.

In reality, the rewards had nothing to do with them. However, for disciples who had just joined the inner sect, it was necessary for them to have ambition and expand their horizons.

Therefore, even though only the top three disciples would receive the rewards, the inexperienced cultivators wanted to be part of the ceremony.

Lin An had an opposite demeanor to that of the crowd.

His expression was indifferent, and he just waited patiently.

The winner of the inner sect competition could randomly pick three treasures from the treasure trove. Lin An could use the success rate system to evaluate the treasures and take whatever he needed!

On the other side of the square,  Zhang Ling looked at Lin An with interest in her eyes and several thoughts ran through her mind.

‘How can he be so indifferent? Doesn't he know the reward for the first placed disciple in the inner sect competition?'

‘Lin An doesn't seem so abrupt!'

How could Lin An put up with such a lazy master?

Ever since he had won the inner sect tournament, he seemed to have lost his value to Qian Yi. Was this the reason he had attended the event at the Golden Cloud Peak without his master?

Zhang Ling's gaze shifted.

At that moment, the disciples had already entered the Treasure Pavilion under the guidance of the elder in charge.

This was a rare chance for the average inner sect disciples to enter the Treasure Pavilion.

It was divided into three levels. The higher the level, the more precious the treasures stored inside were.

After everyone had entered the pavilion, the third-placed disciple  received his reward.

He had secured a breakthrough pill.

The disciple who had come in second also received a treasure from the Treasure Pavilion as a reward under the authority of the elder.

As the disciple received the treasure, a look of excitement burned in his eyes. It was as if they were about to shoot out a ray of light.

If it wasn't for the fact that the peerless genius, Qiao Zifeng, had lost his arm, and the genius, Xiao Muran, had been crippled, the second-placed disciple wouldn't have received the reward.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He felt like he was the favored son of heaven, the son of fate!

Suddenly, Lin An was the only competitor on the pavilion who hadn't received his reward.

The elder in charge glanced at Lin An and noticed that he was alone.

He frowned slightly, but he stopped himself from showing any more emotions.

According to tradition, after every inner sect competition, the disciples who were eligible to receive the rewards had to be accompanied by their masters.

On the path of cultivation, anyone who became a master had to be responsible for their disciples.

Unfortunately, Lin An didn't seem to have much luck!

With such a master, his future achievements would definitely be hindered.

The elder in charge walked towards the inner sect tournament champion and asked, “Lin An! Why didn't your master come with you?”

“My master went out for some business, and she hasn't returned yet!” Lin An replied calmly.

It would have been embarrassing to reveal that Qian Yi was still sleeping in her bed!

Lin An had to find an excuse and prevaricate.

The elder in charge flicked his long sleeves and said calmly, “If you feel that you are not valued on Bixiao Peak, you can transfer to any of the other main peaks in the Jinxiao Sect.”

According to the rules, if a disciple was not valued in their sect, and the other divine peaks felt that they could be nurtured, they could bring up the idea of moving to another main peak.

In the elder's opinion, Lin An had already won the inner sect competition, which meant that his talent was already proven. However, the Bixiao Peak master had actually chosen to miss such an important event. The elder naturally thought that, in Qian Yi's eyes, Lin An had lost his value.

No one had ever thought that Qian Yi had absolute trust in Lin An. It seemed that she wasn't willing to waste her time to see him receive his reward.

However, Lin An knew the reason Qian Yi had skipped the event.

She had spent all night refining the black flame pills. Under normal circumstances, it would take a disciple one thousand years to refine the black flame pills.

Lin An had a secret desire to become a Dao partner with his master!

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That morning, he had inadvertently glanced at his success rate of refining the black flame pills. The success rate had already reached 20%. In just ten days, the success rate had increased from 0% to 20%!

Lin An had no reason to leave Qian Yi.

He quickly rejected the elder in charge's hint.

When he saw this, the elder didn't stay any longer. He immediately brought the group of disciples to the second floor of the Treasure Pavilion.

After all, the second floor had many supreme treasures. When everyone got comfortable on the pavilion, the elder in charge finally spoke.

“Lin An, according to the rules of the inner sect competition, the winner can choose three treasures from the second level of the Treasure Pavilion!

You can choose now! Since your master isn't here to watch over you, observe the treasures and think clearly before making a choice!”

The elder in charge had been in the sect for over seven hundred years, and he was very conscientious.

His words were also relatively fair.

He wanted to remind Lin An that such an opportunity was rare. A disciple had to choose the treasures that were beneficial to him. One couldn't make the wrong choice because of a particular treasure's flashy appearance.

Lin An nodded his head before walking into the inner court of the Treasure Pavilion.

Instantly, several treasures caught Lin An's eyes, and a string of characters appeared in his vision.

“The Seven-Star Dragon Sword. This is a low-level, low-grade, immortal sword forged from meteorite steel through a hundred thousand hammer strikes. It cuts through ordinary iron like mud and can release the user's spiritual energy. The host can get 100% of the weapon's power!”

“A Ninth-Level Ice Soul Needle. It is a secret weapon of the Tang Sect, and it's made from the ice soul of the Arctic region. It mainly attacks the opponent's acupuncture points, making them lose their ability to fight. It can also infuse poison. The host's success rate of utilizing this treasure would be 100%!”

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As he looked at the spiritual treasures, Lin An couldn't help but shake his head. It was as if he wasn't satisfied.

When the other disciples saw this, they were  instantly shocked.

What kind of judgment did Lin An have?

Why had he shaken his head after looking at such a wonderful treasure?

He hadn't even taken another look at it!

The two treasures were supreme and rare. However, Lin An had avoided them.

The disciples could only look at him with envy. In their hearts, they despised his poor taste.

They had expected this!

Since Qian Yi hadn't accompanied him, Lin An's poor decision-making skills had been exposed.

What kind of genius was he? He was just an ignorant youth who had no vision!

If any of the other disciples had secured first place in the inner sect competition, they wouldn't have hesitated to pick any of the two treasures!

Several low murmurs could be heard among the crowd.

However, Lin An ignored the chatter behind him. Instead, he focused on finding a treasure that he could be interested in.

At that moment, a dusty medicinal root appeared in Lin An's vision. His eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile.

“This is a Black Wood Dragon stalk. It's a 4,000-year-old mutated elixir. Its survival rate is 0.1%! There is a soul of a Wood Dragon hidden within the stalk! The host's success rate of extracting the Wood Dragon is 100%!”

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