The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron
Chapter 1383 - Chapter 1383 Chapter 1481 The White Rat

Chapter 1383: Chapter 1481: The White Rat Chapter 1383: Chapter 1481: The White Rat The significance of the Dragon Bone Bow goes without saying; it is the deadliest weapon in the world, and anyone would be filled with greed and desire for it.

Fang Lin was no exception!

If it had been someone else, they might have been unable to restrain themselves, eager to seize the Dragon Bone Bow, even risking their life to fight for it.

But Fang Lin was not impulsive. The wisdom of his past two lives allowed him to forcibly calm down. Even when the Old Dried Corpse sometimes lost his reason, Fang Lin still restrained his own greed and impulse.

“This might not be the real Dragon Bone Bow,” Fang Lin said to the Old Dried Corpse in his heart.

The Old Dried Corpse was startled and then realized that he had somewhat lost his composure due to the appearance of the Dragon Bone Bow. After all, he was a Demon Saint from a bygone era, and he quickly calmed down.

“That’s right, although it looks identical, the aura is not as strong. It shouldn’t be the real Dragon Bone Bow!” the Old Dried Corpse said, feeling somewhat ashamed. After all, as a significant figure who had lived for so many years, it was not fitting for him to be so impulsive at this moment–it seems he still wasn’t calm enough.

However, it was no wonder, as the temptation of the Dragon Bone Bow was simply too great. Who could remain calm in the face of such a treasure?

Zhong Wuwei stared at the Dragon Bone Bow at the mountain’s peak, his white hair fluttering, a profound look in his eyes. He, too, restrained his greed and did not act rashly.

Zhong Wuwei was definitely a very rational person. Although he coveted the Dragon Bone Bow, he knew that besides Fang Lin, there was another man in a black robe here. If he went to fight for the Dragon Bone Bow now, he would be seen as a rival, and Zhong Wuwei was self-aware–he absolutely could not contend with this man in the black robe.

The man in the black robe finally couldn’t hold back. Since he couldn’t fly, he took two steps at a time, climbing the mountain towards the peak with swift, swallow-like agility, nearly reaching the Dragon Bone Bow.

But at that moment, a beam of white light fell from the Dragon Bone Bow, striking the man in the black robe hard.

The man in the black robe grunted, leveraging his profound cultivation to endure the blow, and reached out once more towards the Dragon Bone Bow.

Yet suddenly, a torrent of white light fell like a violent storm, shocking the man in the black robe, who immediately drew his bronze longsword to defend against the light and retreated to the foot of the mountain.

The white light didn’t reach the foot of the mountain; it vanished midway up the slope. It seemed that any attempt to touch the Dragon Bone Bow would trigger these white light attacks.

The man in the black robe, holding his bronze sword, looked somewhat ugly. Having finally arrived here and seeing the Dragon Bone Bow, which he would almost certainly be able to obtain with his ability, it was frustrating that he could not touch it.

Fang Lin and Zhong Wuwei also showed looks of surprise, and they were secretly relieved. Fortunately, they hadn’t acted rashly because of the Dragon Bone Bow’s emergence.

The man in the black robe cast a chilling look at Fang Lin and Zhong Wuwei, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

In his view, only Fang Lin and Zhong Wuwei could become his competitors now. As long as he killed them, the Dragon Bone Bow would be his.

Even if he couldn’t obtain it immediately, without any competition, he would have plenty of time to think of a solution.

Of course, Fang Lin knew what the man in the black robe was thinking. The Demon Puppet directly stood in front of him, deterring the man in the black robe.

“After so many years, someone has finally made it here,” a voice said, breaking the tense moment between the three, alerting them all.

“Who?” The man in the black robe surveyed the surroundings. The place wasn’t large, just a single mountain, which he had already thoroughly checked. Apart from the three of them and a puppet, there were no others.

Yet this voice had emerged so suddenly.

“Don’t be nervous. I am the guardian of this place. Since you’ve made it here, you know what I am here for,” the voice spoke again, and from nowhere, a small white mouse appeared, squatting on a rock not far from them.

Hearing it was the guardian, the three relaxed slightly. Knowing it was the guardian, there was nothing to be afraid of.

“Since you are the guardian, does that mean you will stop us from taking the Dragon Bone Bow?” The man in the black robe asked coldly, ready to strike and kill the little mouse at any moment.

The white mouse shook his head repeatedly, “I am different from other guardians. Now that you’ve arrived, there’s no reason to stop you, but to take this bow, you’ll still have to undergo some trials. After all, you know whose bow this is. It belonged to the Martial Lord Hou Yi–it should not fall into the hands of mediocrity.”

“What sort of trial? If we pass it, can we obtain the Dragon Bone Bow?” Fang Lin asked with a frown.

The small mouse looked at Fang Lin and seemed a bit surprised, “Spirit Source triple-tier? You’ve managed to reach here, and that’s nothing short of a miracle. However, you should forget about the Dragon Bone Bow. With your strength, you’re lucky to have gotten this far. You’re not qualified for it.”

Fang Lin was speechless. Did this mouse really have to look down on him to such an extent? Was being a bit lower in cultivation enough for such contempt?

“Hmm? So that’s it. You have a formidable puppet, so perhaps you’re indeed qualified to compete for the Dragon Bone Bow,” the mouse remarked, looking toward the Demon Puppet standing beside Fang Lin, its tone shifting somewhat.

“And you, with cultivation neither high nor low, probably don’t have much chance either,” the mouse told Zhong Wuwei.

This seemed to indicate that the man in the black robe had the greatest chance.

“Quit the nonsense and tell us what the trial is,” said the man in the black robe with a cold voice.

The white mouse pointed to the Dragon Bone Bow at the mountain peak, “This bow is the Martial Lord Hou Yi’s relic. Although Hou Yi has fallen, this bow contains a wisp of his will. In other words, this Dragon Bone Bow is Hou Yi.”

Upon hearing this, all three were moved as the topic involved a Martial Lord, which was indeed a weighty matter.

“To obtain this bow, you must gain the recognition of the Martial Lord Hou Yi. Each person only gets two chances to attempt to draw the bow. As long as you can pull it off, you can take the Dragon Bone Bow and leave,” the mouse said.

“What if we can’t open it?” Zhong Wuwei asked.

“If you fail both times, you can only stay here. It looks like several arrays outside have collapsed. You can use your lives to fill and repair them,” the mouse said, its tone extremely casual as if it was speaking of a trivial matter.

“Who set these rules? The creator of this place? The Martial Lord Hou Yi? Or you?” Fang Lin suddenly demanded, his gaze piercing as he stared at the white mouse.

“Oh? Are you questioning me?” the mouse said indifferently.

ps: First update

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