The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron
Chapter 1083 - Chapter 1083 Chapter 1082 Competition for Positions

Chapter 1083: Chapter 1082: Competition for Positions Chapter 1083: Chapter 1082: Competition for Positions “Why didn’t you say so earlier?” Fang Lin asked with some annoyance.

The Old Dried Corpse coughed and said, “Although it’s true that every time there are one or two people who can’t withstand the Sacred Qi, I thought you, lad, have always been lucky. With just a ten to twenty percent chance, it probably wouldn’t fall on you.”

Fang Lin rolled his eyes and asked again, “So, is the inability to withstand Sacred Qi related to the strength of the body?”

In Fang Lin’s opinion, with his body being so formidable, even if the Sacred Qi released by the Sacred Tree was extraordinary, he should not have any problem with it.

To his surprise, the Old Dried Corpse said, “Well, it has nothing to do with the body. You should know, among the Demon Beasts, there are plenty with powerful bodies, but there are also those with strong bodies who can’t withstand Sacred Qi. On the other hand, there are Demon Beasts whose bodies are not outstanding, yet they can successfully absorb Sacred Qi.”

Fang Lin felt helpless, realizing that it had nothing to do with bodily strength and that it really was a matter of luck.

Although the probability was indeed not large, if he really couldn’t withstand Sacred Qi, wouldn’t that be a disaster?

He would not only gain nothing but also be injured by Sacred Qi.

“Kid, if you are hesitant, just walk away and leave this place. That monkey probably won’t force you,” the Old Dried Corpse suggested, but his tone seemed deliberately casual.

Fang Lin also wanted to just walk away, not to partake in that Sacred Tree cultivation. After all, it was risky, and there was no way to avoid the risk.

But the benefits of cultivating under the Sacred Tree were indeed tempting for Fang Lin. He had stumbled upon such a rare opportunity, and if he gave it up just like that, he would feel he was being foolish.

Even with the risk, he wanted to give it a try.

The young powerhouses of the Demon Clan certainly knew about the risks of cultivating under the Sacred Tree, yet they eagerly pursued it, clearly aiming to obtain greater strength and not minding the potential ten to twenty percent risks.

Moreover, it was not easy for a Human Warrior to get such a spot. If not for a stroke of fate that led Fang Lin to form a good relationship with the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, he would probably never have the chance to cultivate beneath the Sacred Tree.

“I just don’t know how long the Sacred Tree cultivation will last. If it takes too long, it might interfere with the Nine Countries Talent battle,” Fang Lin frowned and said.

“What Nine Countries Talent battle?” the Old Dried Corpse was puzzled; he had been asleep before the battle had even begun and thus had no knowledge of it.

Fang Lin then briefly explained the commencement and process of the Nine Countries Talent battle to the Old Dried Corpse.

After listening, the Old Dried Corpse pondered for a moment and said, “According to what you say, this Nine Countries Talent battle is in preparation for the Great Battle of the Seven Seas.”

Fang Lin nodded. Although there were no details about the Great Battle of the Seven Seas yet, anyone with a bit of sense could understand that this round of the Nine Countries Talent battle was in preparation for the upcoming war.

The battle between the two sides was not only a contest of top warriors but also a competition among the younger generations.

The events that had occurred in Sea Moon City were like a microcosm of the great battle between the two sides, where contests between warriors of all levels would take place.

Top warriors had their own battlefield, warriors of various levels would engage in corresponding fights, and the battles of young talents were even more crucial, no less intense than the confrontations of the top warriors.

The purpose of the Nine Countries Talent battle was to strengthen the younger generation of the Nine Countries so they could hold their own against the talents of the Seven Seas.

“Then what’s the point? What’s it to you, lad, with all this Nine Countries Seven Seas business?” the Old Dried Corpse asked.

Fang Lin laughed and said, “Indeed, it doesn’t concern me much. Even if the two sides are fighting fiercely, I could stay out of it. But now I can’t help it–I’ve already been drawn in.”

Old Dried Corpse said, “Given your current relationship with that monkey, even if you stay in Ancient Demon Ridge, there should be no problem. Why not just stay here? Even if the Nine Countries Seven Seas were to burst into chaos, the turmoil wouldn’t reach this place.”

Fang Lin also felt that what Old Dried Corpse said made sense. The great war between the Nine Countries and the Seven Seas seemed like it would be intense, but the Demon Beast clan would not get involved, and there was an unspoken agreement that neither side would drag the Demon Beast clan into their conflict.

To the Human Clan, Ancient Demon Ridge was regarded as a forbidden place of death on normal days, and no one dared to come close, much less enter it.

But if the war between the two sides broke out, then Ancient Demon Ridge would become an oasis of peace.

Indeed, if Fang Lin really needed to avoid trouble, hiding inside Ancient Demon Ridge would ensure his absolute safety, even if the Three Emperors themselves were to arrive, they wouldn’t be able to do anything to him.

“Look, if there really isn’t enough time, then giving up on the battle of the Nine Countries’ Talents isn’t a big deal. It seems that the Holy Tree inheritance is somewhat more important,” Fang Lin said.

“That’s for sure, if you miss out on the Holy Tree inheritance, you’ll regret it for a lifetime,” Old Dried Corpse laughed.

The next phase of the battle for the Nine Countries’ Talents was to be held in the capital of Qing Nation, but no one yet knew when it would take place.

“The Holy Tree inheritance will last for two months; no matter the outcome, after two months, the Holy Tree will take back its Sacred Qi, and not a trace of it can be felt anymore,” Old Dried Corpse explained.

Fang Lin nodded. The cultivation under the Holy Tree would last for two months, and perhaps there would be enough time to catch up with the battle of the Nine Countries’ Talents.

…

In the few days before the Holy Tree cultivation began, more young powerhouses from the Demon Beast clan arrived, among them some high-level experts like He Jinfeng.

For a time, Ancient Demon Ridge became extremely lively, as young Demon Beasts gathered, each one proud and arrogant.

With so many of them, and considering that Demon Beasts generally have volatile tempers, it was natural for conflicts and clashes to happen often.

Almost every day, there were young Demon Beasts fighting, and on several occasions, the commotions were large enough to disturb the Ancient Demons and force them to intervene.

Of course, the strongest young Demon Beasts were not provoked by anyone. Even He Jinfeng, who had lost to Fang Lin, still commanded great respect among the young Demon Beasts.

The competition for the cultivation slots under the Holy Tree kicked off in full swing, and the process was exceedingly fierce and brutal.

All the young Demon Beasts, together in one place, fought in a melee.

Only the true strong could stand tall among the many young Demon Beasts, persisting to the end.

Of course, Fang Lin had nothing to do with all this. On the day the competition began, Fang Lin even went specially to watch the battles, enjoying himself from the sidelines. This irritated all the young Demon Beasts on the battlefield, but they were helpless to do anything about it.

The Human Warrior, Fang Lin, had become a very special existence in Ancient Demon Ridge, walking around freely without anyone able to control him.

Even though the Ancient Demons were somewhat displeased with Fang Lin, the presence of the Great Sage Equal to Heaven’s imposing pressure meant that they could only turn a blind eye and ignore him.

After three days, the remaining nine slots for the Holy Tree cultivation were finally filled.

The nine slots went to nine young powerhouses of the Demon Clan, with He Jinfeng among them, which did not surprise Fang Lin in the least.