The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron
Chapter 1281 - Chapter 1281 Chapter 1380 Exchange a Person with a Lamp

Chapter 1281: Chapter 1380: Exchange a Person with a Lamp Chapter 1281: Chapter 1380: Exchange a Person with a Lamp This person was none other than the top-ranking powerhouse of the Buddhist Sect from the Three Sects, Burning Lamp Buddha, and the two people behind him were Cangyunzi and Situ Yue.

The status of these three in the Seven Seas was almost equivalent to that of the Three Emperors in the Nine Countries–truly, the most top-tier masters of their time. Their collective movement this time was specifically aimed at testing the strength of the Old Dried Corpse, Jin Zhulong.

Burning Lamp Buddha had a calm expression, without joy or sorrow, as if he had let go of everything and was indifferent to whatever happened.

This was also his last time taking action for the Three Sects. No matter the outcome, he would enter nirvana and offer his Shariputra.

“Buddha, we are nearly there,” Cangyunzi said.

Burning Lamp Buddha nodded, not saying much, the flames of the three ancient lamps flickering behind him as if they might be extinguished by the wind at any moment.

At the same time, deep in the sky above Qian Country, Fang Lin sat cross-legged in the midst of the Thunder Pool, during the critical period of a breakthrough.

Energy surged around him as fine threads of lightning moved continuously over Fang Lin’s body, yet he felt not a hint of pain; instead, there was a degree of comfort.

The power of thunder and lightning could no longer harm Fang Lin; his physical body had completely adapted to the lightning, vastly superior to what it once was.

Put simply, based solely on physical strength, no Martial Artist with a Spirit Bone could contend with Fang Lin. The power of a single punch could obliterate any Martial Artist below the Ninth Layer of Spirit Bone into dregs.

Such was Fang Lin’s current strength, but his breakthrough had only just begun. If he stepped into the Ninth Layer of Spirit Bone, with Fang Lin’s present strength, he would be invincible within the Spirit Bone realm, and even facing the first layer of Spirit Source, he would not be without the power to fight.

At this critical moment, the Old Dried Corpse keenly felt the strong aura emanating from the trio of Burning Lamp Buddha.

“Three tough ones have come. It’s going to be troublesome,” remarked the Old Dried Corpse, though his tone was quite calm.

Fang Lin heard this but did not respond, believing that the Old Dried Corpse could handle everything; he just needed to focus on his breakthrough.

“Hm?” At that moment, Fang Lin sensed a slight disturbance from within the Nine Palace Bag, originating from The Ancient Lamp of Flame God.

“The Ancient Lamp of Flame God is reacting. It seems that a few other ancient lamps are approaching,” Fang Lin remarked.

“Indeed, I sense the presence of The Ancient Lamp of Flame God, and there are three of them. Good, good. Just perfect to snatch them all,” said the Old Dried Corpse with a chuckle, having also noticed the scorching aura coming from afar.

Three figures arrived near the Thunder Pool and halted their approach, not moving any closer.

Burning Lamp Buddha and his two companions all directed their attention toward Fang Lin in the midst of the Thunder Pool. Even Burning Lamp Buddha, as steadfast as a mountain, felt a touch of puzzlement.

Who is this young man?

Yet, Cangyunzi and Situ Yue recognized Fang Lin. Cangyunzi said, “This man is Fang Lin from the Pill Alliance, proclaimed by the people of the Nine Countries to be the number one young genius of the Pill Alliance. Jade Qincheng from our Taoist Sect’s Pill Pulsar has lost to him.”

Upon hearing this, Burning Lamp Buddha nodded slightly but did not seem overly concerned–an Alchemy Tao genius was not worthy of too much attention.

“Pill Sovereign, be careful. That demon beast is under this youth’s control,” Cangyunzi warned, fearing that Burning Lamp Buddha would underestimate Fang Lin.

Having heard this, Burning Lamp Buddha now regarded Fang Lin with a measure of caution; he had learned from Cangyunzi about the fierceness of the Dragon Family Demon–an entity capable of contending with them and not to be taken lightly.

Fang Lin sat cross-legged in the midst of Thunder Pool, opened his eyes, glanced at the three individuals of Burning Lamp Buddha, and looked at the three ancient lamps floating behind Burning Lamp Buddha, a hint of a smile appearing on his lips.

“Indeed, they are the Ancient Lamps of the Flame God, and there are three of them,” thought Fang Lin to himself.

The Ancient Lamp of the Flame God consisted of seven lamps in total. Fang Lin possessed only one and was unable to unleash the true power of the Ancient Lamp of the Flame God.

It is said that when the seven Ancient Lamps of the Flame God are reunited, they can burn the heavens and boil the seas, even awakening the ancient powerful Flame Emperor.

Fang Lin was unaware of the Flame Emperor because, during his time as Pill Sovereign, the Flame Emperor was merely a fledgling insignificant figure. It was not until Fang Lin fell and chaos ensued in the world that the Flame Emperor became a mighty warrior, with the seven lamps scorching heaven and earth.

Old Dried Corpse, Jin Zhulong, had even fought against the Flame Emperor in the past. The Old Dried Corpse claimed it was a draw, but the actual outcome was known only to him.

Fang Lin had always desired to gather all seven Ancient Lamps of the Flame God. With them, he would hold an incredibly potent trump card.

But this aspiration had made little progress–the Sky-Swallowing Fox had three of them, now in the hands of Great Sage Equal to Heaven. Fang Lin could not simply ask the Great Sage Equal to Heaven to hand them over; even if he did ask, they would not be given.

Now, the people of the Seven Seas and the three sects had brought the Ancient Lamps of the Flame God right to their doorstep, so naturally, both Fang Lin and the Old Dried Corpse would accept this gift. After all, one does not refuse a fat morsel that is presented to them.

“Amitabha, the humble monk has come from the Buddhist Sect of the Seven Seas, wishing to retrieve our three sect’s captured individuals,” said Burning Lamp Buddha, bowing in Buddhist homage and speaking to Fang Lin in a rather polite tone.

Fang Lin did not respond; he was concentrating on making a breakthrough.

“You want the person back? That can be arranged. Hand over those three lamps behind you, and you’ll get your person,” the Old Dried Corpse’s voice sounded, tinged with mockery and teasing.

Upon hearing this, Burning Lamp Buddha merely smiled faintly, “If you are willing, the humble monk is prepared to exchange these three ancient lamps.”

At those words, both Cangyunzi and Situ Yue showed looks of shock. What was Burning Lamp Buddha thinking? Using such precious treasures as the three Ancient Lamps of the Flame God for an exchange? This deal seemed too disadvantageous. The Ancient Lamps of the Flame God were treasures that had accompanied Burning Lamp Buddha throughout his life; his achievements were inextricably linked to these three lamps. How could he casually exchange them for someone else?

Both the Old Dried Corpse and Fang Lin were also startled by Burning Lamp Buddha’s statement, silently pondering whether this feeble-looking Monk was truly willing to trade or merely speaking offhand. After all, who would be foolish enough to use the Ancient Lamps of the Flame God for an exchange? Neither Fang Lin nor the Old Dried Corpse would ever make such a trade.

“Material possessions are external. How can they compare to the life of a person? Moreover, the humble monk will soon pass away and enter nirvana. These ancient lamps no longer serve much purpose for the humble monk. If they can be exchanged for the lives and freedom of our sect’s individuals, why would I not do it?” Burning Lamp Buddha spoke, his voice calm, his expression neither joyful nor sorrowful.

“Since you’re so forthcoming, old monk, then hand over the ancient lamps,” the Old Dried Corpse said rather bluntly. If you’re willing to trade, then let’s trade. The individuals from the three sects were of no use to him, far less valuable than the three Ancient Lamps of the Flame God.

Burning Lamp Buddha smiled faintly, “The old monk naturally wants to see the individuals of our sect safe and sound before trading with the benefactor.”

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