The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron
Chapter 1082 - Chapter 1082 Chapter 1081 The Risks of Cultivating the Sacred

Chapter 1082: Chapter 1081: The Risks of Cultivating the Sacred Tree Chapter 1082: Chapter 1081: The Risks of Cultivating the Sacred Tree Fang Lin did not kill He Jinfeng, which made many Demon Beasts present breathe a sigh of relief, and the few Ancient Demons also felt at ease.

As long as He Jinfeng was not killed, everything else could be discussed.

Fang Lin sheathed his long spear, took a Pill, and rapidly healed the injuries on his body.

Looking around, those young Demon Beasts who had been very disdainful of him were now showing respect, though many were still filled with hostility.

After all, Fang Lin had severely trampled on them by defeating a Talent like He Jinfeng, causing these young Demon Beasts to lose face, naturally generating considerable hostility towards Fang Lin.

“Does anyone else wish to battle me? I am more than willing to oblige,” Fang Lin said with a grin, addressing the young Demon Beasts.

Dead silence followed, with no one daring to respond.

Even the skinny youth who thought himself no less capable than He Jinfeng, and the icy woman with long white hair, remained silent.

It was a joke, after all; even a formidable person like He Jinfeng had been defeated, and most of them were far inferior to him. Naturally, they couldn’t possibly be a match for this Human Warrior.

The young Demon Beasts present were incredibly frustrated, as they were usually proud and arrogant, each thinking themselves mighty, looking down on the Talents of the Nine Countries as nothing special.

But today, after Fang Lin’s actions, all their pride was gone.

Even among them, a portion of the Demon Beasts started to doubt themselves. Had the Demon Clan really become so weak? Had they been completely suppressed by the Human Clan of the Nine Countries? Could any young human come and defeat a top-five Talent of our Demon Clan?

He Jinfeng looked at Fang Lin with mixed feelings and said, “If the battle had lasted a moment longer, the outcome might have been different.”

Fang Lin laughed and said, “Yes, those golden lights you cast on me had yet to take effect. Unfortunately, you used your decisive move too soon, and I had no choice but to counter it.”

Upon hearing this, He Jinfeng could only bitterly smile to himself. He had a chance to win the battle, but unfortunately, he hadn’t been able to keep his composure.

The consequence of not keeping his composure was defeat.

Of course, even if He Jinfeng had kept his composure and not used his decisive move to determine the outcome so soon, Fang Lin still had ways to win.

His abilities were not limited to just that, so regardless, He Jinfeng was destined to lose.

The Great Sage Equal to Heaven spoke up, saying, “You fought quite impressively, not bad at all.”

After saying this, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven looked at everyone and asked, “Now, does anyone still think he does not deserve a Sacred Tree cultivation spot? If anyone still thinks he does not deserve it, step forward and challenge him. If anyone can defeat him, they will get a Sacred Tree cultivation spot directly.”

Upon hearing this, the minds of the young Demon Beasts were stirred, but then thinking of the scene where Fang Lin had impressively defeated He Jinfeng, they became dejected again.

They naturally wanted the Sacred Tree cultivation spot. Defeating Fang Lin would directly grant them a Sacred Tree cultivation spot–a great opportunity, and naturally, they were tempted.

But defeating this guy, how easy could it be? Even He Jinfeng had lost to him, and that was after using all his tricks. If it had been them, they probably would have lost even more quickly and miserably.

Knowing that they couldn’t beat him but still trying would only result in embarrassment and could easily affect their morale for future quota competitions.

Of course, there were still some young Demon Beasts who thought that Fang Lin, currently injured and in poor condition, might be beatable. Maybe now was their chance to take him down.

Even though they knew the odds were slim, it couldn’t hurt to try their luck. If they managed to win by fluke, wouldn’t that be hitting the jackpot?

So, indeed, some young Demon Beasts stepped forward, wanting to challenge Fang Lin and directly earn a spot for cultivating under the Sacred Tree.

“Fools!” an Ancient Demon cursed, but did not stop them. These fools really didn’t know the sky from the ground, actually thinking they could earn a spot for the Sacred Tree cultivation through such a method. It was truly embarrassing.

The Great Sage Equal to Heaven didn’t stop them either; he seemed quite happy to see these young Demon Beasts get defeated by Fang Lin.

Fang Lin didn’t turn anyone away. Even though he wasn’t in his best state and was injured, dealing with these young Demon Beasts, who were nowhere near as strong as He Jinfeng or Xiong Li, wasn’t challenging for him.

After successively defeating seven or eight young Demon Beasts who thought they could take advantage of the situation, other young Demon Beasts who had hoped to benefit from the situation got wise. They knew that even when he was injured, they couldn’t possibly be his opponents.

Seeing that no other Demon Beasts were challenging him, Fang Lin cupped his fists slightly towards the Demon Saint and then left the place.

After all, he had already secured a spot for the Sacred Tree cultivation and just needed to wait peacefully for ten days before going under the Sacred Tree to cultivate.

But it was different for those young Demon Beasts of his clan. They had come to the Ancient Demon Ridge and still had to compete for the remaining nine spots.

Fang Lin thought that He Jinfeng should be able to secure one spot. Who would get the other spots was not Fang Lin’s concern, as he didn’t know much about the internal affairs of the Demon Beast clan.

After the battle with He Jinfeng, Fang Lin had a clearer understanding of his own strength and was quite satisfied with his current power.

“It seems that coming to Chaos Demon Valley was indeed a wise choice,” Fang Lin said quietly to himself as he returned to the cave where he had been in seclusion.

Initially, Fang Lin had planned to go to Chaos Demon Valley to gain experience and increase his strength, or perhaps, if lucky, to find some natural treasures and concoct a few batches of Pills.

Unexpectedly, he had gained nothing in Chaos Demon Valley, but coming to Ancient Demon Ridge had allowed him to breakthrough to Spirit Bone, and even his Kylin Demon Bone had been enhanced. Moreover, there was the even more exciting prospect of Sacred Tree cultivation ahead.

If Fang Lin had not chosen to go to Chaos Demon Valley, he might never have stumbled upon this series of fortunate events.

“Kid, cultivating under the Sacred Tree is not as simple and easy as you think. Every time the Sacred Tree cultivation begins, there is always one or two who, unable to withstand the Sacred Qi, suffer severe injuries from it,” the Old Dried Corpse suddenly said.

Upon hearing this, Fang Lin felt his joy diminish a bit and asked carefully.

After the Old Dried Corpse explained, Fang Lin understood that during the Sacred Tree cultivation, the tree would release Sacred Qi. However, not every person or Demon Beast could absorb it. When the Old Dried Corpse had been a Demon Saint, every time the Sacred Tree cultivation began, there would always be one or two Demon Beasts who could not endure the Sacred Qi and ended up severely injured.

Although they would not lose their lives, it would damage their foundation, not only bringing them no benefits but also affecting their future cultivation progress.