The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron
Chapter 1081 - Chapter 1081 Chapter 1080 Do Not Kill

Chapter 1081: Chapter 1080: Do Not Kill Chapter 1081: Chapter 1080: Do Not Kill Fang Lin indifferently looked at He Jinfeng, casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, “You lost.”

At those words, He Jinfeng’s face filled with unwillingness, his fists clenched tightly, fixatedly staring at the golden glow clinging to Fang Lin.

That golden glow was his last resort, meant to come into play after this move.

Unfortunately, the battle had already been decided, and even letting that golden glow take effect changed nothing.

He lost, He Jinfeng lost, no matter how reluctant he was, a loss was a loss.

All the young Demon Beasts couldn’t believe it, many of them stood there stunned, only coming to their senses when Fang Lin uttered the words “you lost.”

He Jinfeng lost? How could this be?

They found it incredible; He Jinfeng, such a formidable figure, unbowed in their eyes, had actually been defeated by a young member of the Human Clan.

This was a major blow, so much so that none of the young Demon Beasts present could accept this harsh reality.

“Impossible! Why did he lose? Why did He Jinfeng lose?”

“I can’t believe it, He Jinfeng actually lost!”

“Could it be that our Demon Clan has really fallen this low, to be trampled underfoot by the Human Clan?”

“It shouldn’t be like this, how could He Jinfeng lose to him?”

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All the young Demon Beasts were saying this, the immense gap left them infuriated and distressed, more so powerless and sorrowful.

However unbelievable, however unexpected, the fact was that Fang Lin had indeed won, defeated He Jinfeng, and that was an undeniable fact.

“Alas!” an Ancient Demon sighed deeply, his face full of disappointment, with He Jinfeng’s defeat, it was the entire Demon Beast Clan’s reputation that suffered.

The Demon Beast Clan was immensely proud, believing their lineage superior to that of the Human Clan, especially in this era, with the Demon Clan filled with strong warriors, and the presence of the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, able to defeat anyone in the world, purportedly putting the Demon Clan subtly above the Nine Countries.

And indeed, the younger generation of the Demon Beast Clan was also considered outstanding, believed to be stronger than those young people in the Nine Countries.

Yet now, merely Fang Lin, a young man not very famous, had defeated a brilliant talent like He Jinfeng from the Demon Clan. Such a defeat was hard to swallow.

With the Kylin armor receding, Fang Lin glanced at his left foot, the golden threads already gone, seemingly disappeared after He Jinfeng had exhausted his strength.

Holding the Mysterious Sea Dragon Spear, Fang Lin walked slowly towards He Jinfeng. Although there was no intent to kill, it seemed he was about to kill He Jinfeng.

Seeing this scene, many young Demon Beasts exclaimed.

“What are you doing? Don’t overstep!”

“Damned Human Clan! You’ve gone too far!”

“He Jinfeng is not someone you can touch!”

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Even a few Ancient Demons couldn’t bear to watch anymore, this Fang Lin, looking murderously intense, was he really about to kill He Jinfeng?

This matter absolutely cannot occur; not to mention the intrinsic value of He Jinfeng to the Demon Beast Clan, which is incomparable to that of Lang Su who had already been killed.

Even the Gold Crown Crane Clan, which stands behind He Jinfeng, is one of the major groups of the Demon Beast Clan. Should He Jinfeng fall, one cannot imagine how terrifying the wrath of the Gold Crown Crane Clan would be.

Fang Lin was allowed to kill Lang Su because Lang Su himself was a figure even the Demon Beast Clan disdained. Furthermore, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven intended to intimidate the group behind Lang Su, which is why Fang Lin had been allowed to act and kill Lang Su. That wasn’t much of an issue; even if Lang Su’s group was dissatisfied, they wouldn’t dare to make a move, and would even become more awestricken and submissive toward the Great Sage Equal to Heaven.

But He Jinfeng was different. Ten Lang Sus tied together wouldn’t compare to one He Jinfeng. He was a rare top talent within the Demon Beast Clan, destined to become a pillar of the clan. His loss would be a huge loss for the Demon Beast Clan and would infuriate the Gold Crown Crane Clan.

Even if the Great Sage Equal to Heaven intervened, the anger of the Gold Crown Crane Clan would certainly not subside, and it was unpredictable what they might do.

Therefore, from any perspective, although He Jinfeng had lost to Fang Lin, he absolutely couldn’t be killed. If Fang Lin were to kill He Jinfeng, the consequences would be extremely severe.

At this moment, Fang Lin held a long spear, walking toward He Jinfeng, whose expression was ugly, yet devoid of fear.

“You’re going to kill me?” He Jinfeng asked, his voice revealing weakness and helplessness.

Fang Lin’s face was cold and indifferent, “It was you who set the terms–life or death, victory or defeat. Now that the outcome is clear, I’ve won, and you’ve lost, so you should go and die.”

He Jinfeng’s expression changed. Before their encounter, He Jinfeng had indeed agreed to those terms of life or death, victory or defeat.

But nobody expected things to turn out this way; He Jinfeng had actually lost, and was now facing a life or death crisis.

“Since I’ve lost, then you can kill me.” He Jinfeng gritted his teeth, actually willing to let Fang Lin kill him.

“You are very proud.” Fang Lin’s spear moved, its sharp edge already at He Jinfeng’s throat, mere inches from piercing it.

Feeling the bone-chilling sharpness, He Jinfeng did not dodge or evade, willing to embrace death.

“Lord Demon Saint, aren’t you going to stop this?” an Ancient Demon turned toward the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, asking anxiously.

The Great Sage Equal to Heaven shook his head, “Stop what? Since it has come down to a fight for life or death, victory being decided, death should indeed be meted out as well.”

Hearing this, several Ancient Demons were stunned. What did this mean? Were they really going to watch Fang Lin kill He Jinfeng?

“Lord Demon Saint, He Jinfeng absolutely cannot die!” the Ancient Demons urged, hoping the Great Sage Equal to Heaven would stop what was about to happen.

The Great Sage Equal to Heaven remained indifferent, showing no intention of intervening.

Since the Great Sage Equal to Heaven wasn’t acting, several Ancient Demons didn’t dare to act rashly, fearing overstepping their bounds and angering the Demon Saint.

As for the younger Demon Beasts, they dared not come close. If even He Jinfeng had been defeated, who amongst them could stand against this Human Warrior?

Fang Lin eyed He Jinfeng for a while and then slowly retracted the spear in his hand, choosing not to strike.

“Why not kill?” He Jinfeng asked in a deep voice, feeling neither joy nor relief at not being killed by Fang Lin.

Fang Lin gave a light smile, “No enmity, no desire to kill you. Besides, if I did kill you, I probably wouldn’t live much longer myself.”

These were indeed Fang Lin’s true thoughts.

He Jinfeng, in fact, bore no grudge against him, and even though he was of the Demon Clan, Fang Lin bore little malice toward the Demon Beast Clan, instead harboring greater animosity toward the Poison Pill Masters.

Moreover, He Jinfeng was a member of the Gold Crown Crane Clan. Killing him would likely bring massive trouble–an outcome absolutely not worth it.