I’ll Take That Opportunity Chapter 6 - Becoming The Heandyman Overseer

The ten figures standing before Ye Lin were all too familiar. They were seasoned handyman disciples.

The previous handyman team leaders, along with the former handyman overseer, had moved on to the outer sect, their years of service finally bearing fruit.

Meanwhile, the new handyman disciples clenched their teeth in frustration as they gazed at the stage. Yet, despite their anger, they could do nothing. Without strength, they could only endure the humiliation.

Zhang Liang fixed his gaze on Ye Lin, his expression unchanged.

"Kid, that's enough for today. The positions of handyman team leaders are already filled. Get lost."

A contestant scoffed at Ye Lin, echoing the disdain of the others. To them, new handyman disciples were nothing but lowly figures. Even though Ye Lin endured until the end, it meant nothing—he wasn’t worth a second glance.

"I'm not here for a mere team leader position." Ye Lin declared, "I'm here for the position of handyman overseer."

Ye Lin let out a cold snort, and a surge of spirit qi erupted from his right hand. The air trembled with energy. The others’ mocking expressions froze, and even Zhang Liang's face shifted imperceptibly.

"Hmph, an ant that dares dream beyond his station."

As Ye Lin finished speaking, Zhang Liang and the other nine sneered in anger.

But in an instant, the disciple who had jeered at him was slammed to the ground, his body hitting the floor with a resounding thud.

Ye Lin’s gaze then swept over the remaining contestants. Without hesitation, he charged at one of them at full speed.

"Everyone, attack together! Finish him and throw him down!" Zhang Liang barked, his voice cold and commanding.

Spurred by his orders, the remaining eight contestants swarmed toward Ye Lin. But Ye Lin was ready. His fists became a blur, moving so swiftly that tracking them with the naked eye was impossible.

In mere moments, the eight were hurled from the stage, clutching their battered bodies and groaning in pain.

Zhang Liang’s expression shifted from disdain to shock. Defeating nine 1st layer Qi Refinement practitioners with such ease—could Ye Lin have reached the 3rd layer of Qi Refinement? Such strength was unheard of for a new disciple.

A feral expression crossed Zhang Liang's face as he watched Ye Lin's back. Without hesitation, he fished out a small bottle and dashed toward Ye Lin with murderous intent.

"Die!" He roared.

But in the next moment, as if anticipating the attack, Ye Lin spun around and seized Zhang Liang's wrist mid-strike.

"Time to send you to the next life." Ye Lin said coldly, and he unleashed his 5th layer Qi Refinement spirit qi. The surge of spirit qi tore through Zhang Liang's body, shattering his meridians and crushing his internal organs.

"5th… 5th layer Qi Refinement... You've hidden it well." Zhang Liang wheezed, blood spilling from his mouth. His wide eyes were filled with disbelief as his body collapsed lifelessly onto the stage.

Ye Lin crouched over Zhang Liang's corpse and pried open his clenched fist, revealing a small white bottle. He slipped it into his sleeve. It contained Bone-Melting Powder—an ominous substance that could reduce its target to a pool of blood upon contact. Its potency was truly terrifying.

"The competition is over. The nine team leaders may now select their groups from the handyman disciples at will. As for the new handyman overseer, proceed to the Outer Elder Hall to receive a mid-grade basic-tier martial skill."

The outer elder waved his sleeve dismissively, then turned and left, the matter settled beyond dispute.

Ye Lin surveyed the defeated team leaders lying groaning on the ground and shook his head. There was no longer any question—he had claimed the position of handyman overseer. Without a word, he descended from the stage.

The crowd of handyman disciples parted before him, their gazes a mix of admiration, envy, and fear. Ye Lin paid them no mind as he left the square.

Upon arriving at the Outer Elder Hall, Ye Lin handed his token to the disciple before him. Now that he was the handyman overseer, it was time to exchange his old handyman disciple token for a new one.

"Hmm?"

Ye Lin suddenly sensed a gaze on him. Turning his head, he spotted a young man in an outer disciple uniform. Their eyes met for a brief moment before the young man quickly lowered his head.

[Name: Dong Feng]

[Cultivation base: 5th layer Qi Refinement]

[Fate grade: white (ordinary)]

[Fate trait: none (ordinary)]

[Fate prediction: in half a year, while on a devil subjugation, a deviant devil will drain all your lifeblood, and you will die.]

[Upcoming opportunity: tomorrow, after descending the mountain on a mission, you will stumble upon three 9th layer Qi Refinement demon beast eggs at Wang Family Village. You will seize the eggs and return to the Azure Cloud Sect, and then gradually refine them, allowing you to break through to the 6th layer of Qi Refinement.]

Ye Lin glanced at the young man's panel, his eyes narrowing with amusement. He knew exactly why this guy was lingering around.

"So, they’ve sent a watchdog." Ye Lin thought, smirking internally. The fallout from Zhang Liang’s death had clearly rippled through the outer sect, and now eyes were on him.

Suppressing any reaction, Ye Lin turned away indifferently. He calmly accepted the handyman overseer token, uniform, and the martial skill manual and left the elder hall.

Back at his residence, Ye Lin placed down his new belongings and focused on the mid-grade basic-tier martial skill manual—the Seven Kill Fist—in front of him.

Flipping to the first page, he scanned the introduction to the Seven Kill Fist.

The fist technique consisted of seven progressive levels, each doubling the power of the one before it. Once cultivated to the consummate stage, it could allow Ye Lin to kill a 6th layer Qi Refinement expert with a single punch—even if he himself was only at the 5th layer Qi Refinement stage.

However, cultivating the Seven Kill Fist was highly demanding, requiring a vast amount of resources to sustain progress.

"Perfect." Ye Lin murmured, "Tonight, I’ll make my move and secure those three 9th layer Qi Refinement demon beast eggs. Their value is equivalent to ten low-grade Spirit Stones—more than enough to fuel the cultivation of the Seven Kill Fist to the 3rd level."

The hours slipped away, and night fell over the Azure Cloud Sect.

Holding his handyman overseer token, Ye Lin let his eyes linger on a certain place, a calculating smile tugging at his lips. Donning a black robe, he turned and made his way toward the sect's main gate.

Ordinary handyman disciples and team leaders were forbidden from leaving the mountain at will—this privilege was reserved for the handyman overseer alone.

This special status fueled fierce competition for the position. After all, some handyman disciples might go three years without setting foot beyond the mountain.

At the main gate, Ye Lin presented his overseer token to the guarding disciples, before making stepping through the gate.

As he made his way down the mountain trail, two figures darted through the shadows behind him.

"They’re here, huh?" Ye Lin murmured to himself, a smirk tugging at his lips. He quickened his pace, as if completely unaware of the figures trailing him. In truth, he had noticed them the moment he left his residence.

Glancing at the sword hidden in his sleeve, Ye Lin let out a cold chuckle. He was fully prepared, and more importantly, he was the one dictating the terms of this game.

Meanwhile, in the darkness behind him, Nan Xing and Zhao Hu whispered to one another.

"Senior Disciple Brother, why do you think this guy is going down the mountain so late at night?" Nan Xing asked, a look of puzzlement on his face.

The pair had planned to drug Ye Lin, tie him up, and hold him hostage until Zhang Xiao emerged from seclusion. But before they could act, Ye Lin had left under cover of darkness, upending their plans.

"I don't know, but now that he's left the mountain, isn't that even better?" Zhao Hu replied with a cold smile, "This way, the chance of us being exposed is greatly reduced."

Ye Lin leaving the mountain was a blessing—it minimized their risk of being caught. After all, the handyman overseer held a significant position in the Azure Cloud Sect. If the overseer were kidnapped, the sect would launch an immediate investigation. If they were caught, they'd lose three months' worth of cultivation resources.

But now that Ye Lin had left the mountain of his own accord, his disappearance was no longer their concern. It would be seen as nothing more than bad luck on his part.

"Wait… something isn't right."

Zhao Hu’s voice was low and tense as he abruptly stopped in his tracks, gripping Nan Xing by the arm. His sharp eyes scanned their surroundings, a sudden unease gripping him.

"What's wrong, Senior Disciple Brother?" Nan Xing asked, confusion written all over his face.

Zhao Hu’s mind raced, "This path leads directly to the demon beast caves at the foot of the mountain. Why would a mere 3rd layer Qi Refinement disciple be heading there, in the dead of the night no less?"

This path led directly to the demon beast caves at the foot of the mountain. Another thousand meters ahead, and they would reach the caves—at that point, the two would meet their end before they even knew what hit them.

"We’re going back." Zhao Hu declared, his face dark and grim.

Nan Xing hesitated, his confusion growing, "What's wrong, Senior Disciple Brother?" He then complained, "Because of your sudden actions, we lost sight of him!"

They had been trailing Ye Lin closely, but due to Zhao Hu's sudden move, they had lost track of him.

"Damn it, that brat is clever. He already noticed us tailing him. Let’s go." Zhao Hu cursed under his breath, then turned back toward the Azure Cloud Sect.

A mere 3rd-layer Qi Refinement disciple sneaking out in the middle of the night was already suspicious enough. But heading straight toward the demon beast caves at the foot of the mountain? It was obvious—Ye Lin had discovered their presence.

He was likely planning to use the demon beasts to eliminate them. Otherwise, who would venture to such a dangerous place in the dead of night?

"Senior Disciple Brother, why didn’t we chase after him? I don’t understand." Nan Xing grumbled as he followed Zhao Hu, vanishing into the night.