Chapter 48: Lin Fang The Man of Culture (2)
The sex scenes described in Lin Fang’s autobiography weren’t rely detailed—they were exhaustively vivid, confidently narrated, and ticulously instructional. Each page brimd with explicit pointers on various techniques to please a woman: emotional connection, pacing, rhythmic thrusts, intimate touches, and even spiritual synchronization during the climax.
Leon had never encountered literature like this. Initially, he felt embarrassed, but soon he realized those weren’t empty boasts—they sprang from genuine experience. He committed each technique to mory, knowing they represented valuable, perhaps even indispensable, knowledge that would benefit him soday.
But Lin Fang’s seemingly unstoppable luck eventually crashed spectacularly. Misfortune struck when he set his eyes on a particularly captivating elf woman in a tavern near the Divine Realm’s Adventurers’ Guild. Using illusions to enhance his already decent appearance, subtle charm spells, and unique class abilities that were intentionally only hinted at in the book, Lin Fang confidently approached his target. His fourteen beautiful harem mbers observed from a nearby table, not only unbothered by his efforts but actively supportive, eager to welco another companion.
Unfortunately, his target wasn’t just any ordinary elf—she was secretly the heir to an influential and powerful elven clan, traveling incognito. She effortlessly pierced through his deceptive charms and illusions, identifying him imdiately.
Lin Fang didn’t even manage to hold her hand or exchange flirtatious banter. Yet, that brief encounter ignited her fury, resulting in Lin Fang’s na being added overnight to bounty lists circulated across every major realm. Wanted posters with his likeness appeared rapidly, spreading throughout taverns, guild halls, and city gates.
He narrowly escaped the tavern alive, forced to activate one of his precious one-ti use legendary-ranked escape treasures, disappearing alongside his fourteen loyal won amidst a flash of blinding magic.
Lin Fang lost nearly everything—his accumulated wealth, his status, his dignity—but fortunately, his precious companions remained safe and intact.
Since that fateful day, Lin Fang had retreated from the public eye entirely. His exact whereabouts beca uncertain, shrouded in mystery. Rumors whispered he now hid sowhere within the vast expanse of the Ascendant Realm, or possibly in so obscure corner of the Ethereal or even Divine Realms.
His concluding paragraphs in the autobiography didn’t carry regret or bitterness. Instead, they resonated like a joyful toast to a life thoroughly enjoyed. He proudly proclaid:
"No regrets. I’m living my best life hidden in paradise with fourteen incredible won. I’ve reached Lesser Divinity, achieved the pinnacle of what I desire, and woke up every morning surrounded by softness and warmth. If this isn’t a success, I don’t know what is."
Leon stared thoughtfully at the final passage. He found himself torn between amusent and genuine respect. Lin Fang was undeniably eccentric, perhaps even perverted by normal standards—but the man had principles. He lived unapologetically by his rules and managed to ascend to a level few could even dream of.
This earned Lin Fang Leon’s admiration.
What caught Leon’s attention more than anything, however, was Lin Fang’s ntion of having a Rank 5 Affinity. Leon had once assud this was diocre. After all, it was the sa rank he had gained from the Orb of All-Elental Affinity, identical to the affinity rank of his respected master, Seraphine. Lin Fang’s detailed explanations overturned this misconception entirely.
Contrary to Leon’s initial beliefs, even within the Ethereal Realm—a domain of prodigies—Rank 5 was still considered well above average, qualifying soone as genuinely talented. The realization brought newfound respect and optimism for Seraphine’s potential.
Yet Leon knew Seraphine’s class would inevitably limit her progress. And that’s when the autobiography introduced the shocking and terrifying concept of "Class Reawakening Dungeons."
These incredibly rare and lethal dungeons existed exclusively within the Ascendant Realm and beyond. To enter one required an unimaginable sacrifice—renouncing all previous cultivation, achievents, and even one’s existing class. The challenges within were ten tis deadlier than typical Class Awakening Trials, carrying a horrific death rate of ninety-nine percent.
Survivors were never guaranteed improvents. You could end up with a class that was only slightly enhanced, completely different, or worse. Yet people risked everything on this slim chance.
Lin Fang explained in great detail why he had ventured into these dungeons. Two of his won suffered terribly poor talent—only Rank 4 affinities—barely average and dood to shorter lifespans. Determined not to lose them prematurely, Lin Fang poured every resource at his disposal—potions, elixirs, rare artifacts, fortune-treasures—into their attempts at Class Reawakening.
Miraculously, both won survived the deadly trials and erged triumphantly with A-ranked classes. Lin Fang candidly acknowledged they might have secured S-rank classes had it not been for their weaker Rank 4 affinities holding them back.
Reading this section profoundly impacted Leon. Lin Fang’s thods were undoubtedly questionable at tis, but considering the harsh and ruthless nature of the higher realms, his actions felt justified and comndable. Lin Fang risked bankruptcy without hesitation, driven purely by loyalty and love for his companions.
Leon paused, reflecting deeply. Such devotion and self-sacrifice were rare. Lin Fang wasn’t rely a lecherous fool—he was a man capable of profound loyalty.
The autobiography further provided clear insights into affinity ranks:
- Rank 1 was lowest.
- Rank 8 was the peak.
Throughout his life, Lin Fang encountered only one individual possessing a Rank 7 affinity—the very sa elf woman from the tavern incident. She belonged to the prestigious Dark Elf Clan and wielded a terrifying power even without reaching the Divine Realm. Despite being two ranks lower than Lin Fang, her aura alone made him tremble in fear. Instantly recognizing the overwhelming threat, Lin Fang didn’t attempt bravado or fight—he imdiately activated his most valuable legendary-ranked escape artifact, vanishing instantly from the scene.
In his writings, Lin Fang humorously praised himself for acting quickly and avoiding the fate of foolish cultivators who underestimated opponents simply due to lower cultivation ranks.
Leon smirked knowingly at this anecdote. Lin Fang was many things, but stupid wasn’t one of them.
Lastly, Lin Fang’s book detailed a comprehensive cultivation hierarchy:
- Apprentice
- Journeyman
- Master
- Ascendant
- Sage
- Archon
- Ethereal Initiate
- Ethereal Lord
- Ethereal Sovereign
- Lesser Divinity
- Greater Divinity
- Pri Divinity
From these ranks, Leon deduced the Dark Elf Clan heir who terrified Lin Fang was likely at the Ethereal Lord stage, significantly lower than Lin Fang’s Lesser Divinity yet imnsely powerful.
Moreover, Leon learned how cultivation was structured within each realm:
- Ascendant Realm housed cultivators from Apprentice to Archon.
- Ethereal Realm contained those from Apprentice to Ethereal Sovereign.
- Divine Realm ranged from Apprentice to Pri Divinity.
Lower-ranked cultivators existed within higher realms but only up to certain limits—no Archon in Earthly Realm, no Sovereign in Ascendant, and no Pri Divinity in Ethereal Realm.
This ant Leon’s current Earthly Realm’s highest attainable cultivation level was Master Rank—only Apprentice, Journeyman, and Master ranks existed here.
The gravity of this revelation settled heavily upon him. Leon realized, perhaps for the first ti, how truly small and insignificant he currently was.
Yet alongside this sobering realization ca excitent. He now understood the vastness and potential of his cultivation journey—one that stretched far beyond what he previously imagined.
Leon closed the book gently, determination lighting his eyes. The stairs before him stretched infinitely upward—and he was ready to climb.
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