Chapter 223 - 107: Ninth-Grade Demon King of Taihang Mountain! Thunder Essence Fruit Tree

Chapter 223: Chapter 107: Ninth-Grade Demon King of Taihang Mountain! Thunder Essence Fruit Tree

An incredibly wild, unbelievably tempting thought.

It grew like a weed, running rampant in his heart.

’Should I... risk it all?’

The Mosquito Avatar’s invisibility could fool even the perception of a Ninth-Grade Demon King!

Right now, the four Demon Kings’ attention was fixed on one another. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

’All I have to do is control the Mosquito Avatar and fly over there quietly.’

’Stab its indestructible proboscis into that Thunder Essence Fruit and activate the Blood Sucking skill...’

Even if he only managed to suck a single trace of its essence, it would be an absolutely heaven-defying stroke of luck!

It would be enough to cause a qualitative leap in his strength!

The thought made Lin Yi’s heart pound wildly, his blood feeling like it was about to boil!

However.

Just a few moments later.

It was as if a basin of ice water had been poured over his head.

His boiling blood cooled in an instant.

’No! Absolutely not!’

The Mosquito Avatar’s invisibility was indeed heaven-defying, but its actual body... was just too weak!

So fragile it couldn’t withstand a single blow!

The moment he succeeded and the Thunder Essence Fruit disappeared, the four Demon Kings would surely fly into a furious rage!

They wouldn’t even need to discover the Mosquito Avatar’s existence.

In their fury, all they would have to do is unleash an indiscriminate, all-encompassing, terrifying attack on the entire valley!

A full-force attack from an enraged Ninth-Grade Demon King had the power to move mountains and fill seas!

The attack’s range would inevitably cover every single inch of the valley!

When that time came, where could the Mosquito Avatar possibly escape?

’If it gets grazed by even a sliver of the aftershock from that world-destroying energy...’

’...even just a wisp of wind from the very edge...’

’...with the Mosquito Avatar’s frail First Grade Realm body, it would be utterly turned to ash in less than a ten-thousandth of a second, without even a speck of dust left behind!’

Any hope of success?

No, this was a path to certain death!

There was no visible chance of survival!

’Sigh... forget it!’

Lin Yi sighed inwardly.

Reason prevailed, and he decided not to take the risk.

In a game of this level, where mountains could crumble at any moment, he didn’t even qualify to be a pawn on the board.

Forcing his way in would only lead to being crushed into dust.

’I should stick to the original plan. Control the Mosquito Avatar, continue hunting those First Grade Demon Beasts, absorb their Qi and Blood, perform Bone Tempering, and steadily increase my strength. That’s the proper path.’

He forcibly suppressed the greed in his heart.

However...

’In three days, when the Thunder Essence Fruit ripens...’

A sharp glint flashed in Lin Yi’s eyes as a thought quietly took root.

’This earth-shattering battle between Ninth-Grade Demon Kings is something I absolutely can’t miss! Even if I can’t seize the treasure, just witnessing a fight of this caliber will be an invaluable asset for my future cultivation path!’

’Besides...’

’When the snipe and the clam grapple, who knows... I might really find a chance to pick up some scraps. I daren’t dream of the Thunder Essence Fruit, but what about other opportunities? For example, a few drops of Divine Blood spilled during the intense battle between the Ninth-Grade Demon Kings...’

Even the blood of an ordinary Demon King contained a majestic life essence and worldly Spiritual Energy that far surpassed so-called Third Grade Spirit Medicines!

To him, it was also an unimaginably great tonic!

With his mind made up, Lin Yi no longer hesitated.

Lin Yi controlled the Mosquito Avatar and had it quickly fly away.

...

Over the next few days,

Lin Yi didn’t continue his cultivation in the Gravity Room.

He had already successfully cultivated the Overlapping Waves Intent.

There was no need to waste precious points in the Gravity Room.

He holed himself up in his dorm again. Other than going to the cafeteria for daily meals, he didn’t set foot outside.

He spent all his time

on Bone Tempering.

As for cultivating a Body Technique—

he hadn’t yet decided which one to choose.

Besides, it wouldn’t be too late to cultivate a Body Technique after all sixty-two bones in his lower limbs had reached the Perfection stage of Refinement, achieving Third Grade Perfection.

With his lower limb bones at Perfection, his lower body strength would be immense, allowing him to cultivate a Body Technique with twice the results for half the effort.

Before he knew it,

three days had passed.

After these three days of cultivation,

by having the Mosquito Avatar continuously hunt Demon Beasts in the Taihang Mountains and feed back Qi and Blood,

Lin Yi had completed the Refinement of 55 of his 62 lower limb bones. Only 7 bones remained!

On this day,

he controlled his Mosquito Avatar

and flew toward that same valley in the Taihang Mountains.

Today

was the day the Thunder Essence Fruit would ripen!

...

Deep in the secluded valley, a deathly silence reigned.

The Demon Qi, so thick it couldn’t be dispersed, pressed down heavily on every inch of the valley like viscous ink, almost to the point of condensing and dripping down.

The air seemed to have frozen, carrying a suffocating pressure.

Even the surrounding rugged rocks began to crack and crumble under this invisible weight. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

Lin Yi carefully controlled the Mosquito Avatar, hovering far outside the valley entrance, not daring to stir even the faintest current of air.

Get closer?

That was simply courting death!

The terrifying pressure emanating from the four Demon Kings in the valley was like four volcanoes on the verge of eruption. The mere aura they leaked was enough to make an ordinary Demon Beast’s heart burst with fear.

While the Thunder Essence Fruit was indeed a world-class treasure that drove even Demon Kings to madness, for the current Lin Yi, it was nothing more than a reflection of the moon in water—something he absolutely could not covet.

He knew this very well.

The moment the Thunder Essence Fruit ripened, the balance between these four overlords would be completely shattered, and a world-ending, bloody battle would be inevitable.

Forget about snatching food from a tiger’s mouth; even getting slightly close to the valley’s edge would probably mean being ground to dust by the aftershocks of the cataclysmic battle.

Inside the valley,

the atmosphere had dropped to a freezing point.

The murderous aura was almost palpable enough to slice through the air.

The White Snake King’s enormous serpentine body was coiled up, its cold, vertical pupils glinting with cunning and greed.

The Yak King, like a moving mountain of flesh, snorted thick jets of white air from its nostrils, the ground beneath its hooves cracking inch by inch.