The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron Chapter 66 – Chapter 66: Chapter 66: One Becomes Eight

Chapter 66: Chapter 66: One Becomes Eight

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“Since these flesh-eating grasses are so dangerous, we should leave as soon as possible,” Wu Mengsheng proposed.

Fang Lin shook his head, stopping everyone from leaving, saying, “These flesh-eating grasses are useful to me.”

Saying so, under the puzzled gazes of Xu Shangao, Wu Mengsheng, and others, Fang Lin began to collect the flesh-eating grasses growing around him one by

one.

However, Fang Lin did not touch the flesh-eating grass directly with his hands, but wore a pair of black gloves.

These gloves shielded him from the toxicity of the flesh -eating grass, allowing Fang Lin to pluck the grass without any hesitation.

Seeing this, everyone was very curious and asked what kind of gloves these were.

Fang Lin informed them that these gloves were a reward for Pill Refining,

given to mm by a disciple of martial sect and were made from special black crocodile skin.

This demonized black crocodile was fond of consuming the soul-eating meat grass, therefore, the poison of the flesh-eating grass had no effect on its skin.

Fang Lin initially felt that such black crocodile skin gloves were of no use, but he did not expect them to come in handy at this time.

The flesh-eating grass was collected one by one by Fang Lin, and everyone else had no objections, as they considered it troublesome and of no use to them.

Although they found Fang Lin's action of gathering flesh -eating grass strange, they didn't ask any questions.

When the nearby flesh-eating grasses were almost picked up by Fang Lin, his gaze finally fell on the largest, most vibrant flesh-eating grass.

“Brother Fang, this flesh-eating grass is so big and vibrant, it must be a hundred years old or more, and its toxicity must be very strong,” Xu Shangao carefully reminded.

Fang Lin nodded, this flesh-eating grass was definitely over a hundred years old, and Fang Lin even estimated that it could be three hundred years old.

As soon as a medicinal plant is aged more than a hundred years, its quality rises immediately, and every hundred years after that, its quality rises by another grade.

Fang Lin couldn't be careless while dealing with centuries-old flesh-eating grass, as just a pair of black crocodile leather gloves was probably not enough to resist its toxicity.

Moreover, Fang Lin noticed more carefully that near this grass plant, there were faint traces of blood; something had obviously happened there.

“The bloodstains have dried up, indicating that they are not recently left, but also not too old to be invisible, which means they were left not more than a few days ago, probably by some wild beast,” Fang Lin mused, observing the dried-up bloodstains.

Suddenly, Fang Lin seemed to realize something, and his expression became serious.

“Quickly leave!” Fang Lin shouted loudly, but everyone was taken aback, and didn't react immediately.

Whoosh!

At the same time, from the dark place behind the hundred-year-old flesh-eating grass, a black crocodile over nine meters long suddenly sprang out and rushed towards a disciple from the Pill Sect who was closest to it. The disciple didn't have time to dodge, utterly petrified by the looming black beast.

Fang Lin cursed under his breath, the entire person shooting out like an arrow from a bow, releasing a burst of inner strength in a flash.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Fang Lin pushed the dumbfounded disciple away, then raised his fist and smashed it into the black crocodile's lower jaw.

A dull sound was made, and Fang Lin was knocked back several steps by the impact, his right arm trembling slightly, a trace of red visible at the corner of his mouth.

The black crocodile had been punched by Fang Lin, halting its rush and not injuring any Pill Sect disciples.

Only then did everyone regain their senses and immediately scattered in fear.

“Brother Fang!” Xu Shangao and Wu Mengsheng shouted in alarm, preparing to work together against the black crocodile.

“If you don't want to die, stay back. This is a first-transformation eight-tier black crocodile!” Fang Lin's serious voice rang out.

Hearing the phrase “first transformation eight tiers,” both Wu Mengsheng and Xu Shangao halted their steps, their eyes filled with fear and shock.

First- transformation eight-tiers was equivalent to a martial artist reaching the eightfold Human Origin realm, and because of the strong physical constitution of demon beasts, a first-transformation eight- tier demon beast is slightly stronger than an eightfold Human Origin martial artist.

With the strength of this first-transformation eight-tier demon beast, it was enough to sweep any lower-ranking disciple of the Pill Sect, even middle-tier disciples would have no choice but to run upon encountering it.

Fang Lin—an unassuming and lower-ranking disciple, had just confronted the first-transformation eight-tier demon beast head-on. Although he was at a disadvantage, it was still rather astonishing.

“Brother Fang, let's work together to deal with it,” Xu Shangao shouted loudly.

Fang Lin gave him a look and said, “If any of you interfere, you'll only make things worse. All of you stay put.”

After saying that, he drew a green dagger and held it in his hand, then rushed towards the black crocodile again.

This black crocodile clearly guards the vicinity of the hundred-year-old flesh-eating grass, feeding on the flesh-eating grass but never consuming this hundred-year-old grass, in order to let the age of this grass grow more, and when the time comes, it can swallow it in one gulp.

As for the blood around, it must be the remnants of the black crocodile's ambush on other wild beasts. This hundred-year flesh-eating grass is what it values the most. If anyone or any beast threatens it, it will lurk nearby, waiting for an opportunity to ambush.

If Fang Lin hadn't been present, one of the lower-ranking disciples would likely have been seriously injured or even killed by the attack just now.

Fang Lin moved extremely quickly, and even though he was slightly injured, it did not affect his speed at all.

They watched as he covered three steps in two, holding a dagger aimed at the crocodile's eyes.

The skin of the crocodile was very hard, and even the sharp edge of the dagger might not easily penetrate.

Apart from the belly, the only exposed weak point was the eyes.

Fang Lin's goal was very clear. He aimed to blind the crocodile, rendering it harmless once it lost its sight.

However, such intent was clearly very obvious. The first-transformation eight-tier crocodile, although not as intelligent as a human, was not stupid. It immediately identified Fang Lin's intention to harm its eyes and quickly whipped its tail forcing him to dodge.

The crocodile's tail was extremely heavy, and its strength was very powerful. If a tail strike were to land on a person, even an eight-fold Human Origin martial artist would be seriously injured.

Even though Fang Lin had strengthened his bones with the Bone Tempering Pill, he wouldn't foolishly brace for the creature's hit; he would dodge if he could.

“You beast, see how your Grandpa Fang Lin will teach you a lesson,” Fang Lin sneered, his steps suddenly becoming elusive.

Fang Lin's entire figure seemed to become volatile, swaying at times, leaning back, and leaping forward. Each step was completely unpredictable.

The black crocodile was suddenly perplexed, completely unsure of where to attack Fang Lin.

The people of Xu Shangao, Wu Mengsheng, and others in the distance were all dumbfounded. To them, Fang Lin's figure at this moment was just like a ghost. Even though the next step was already taken, it could inexplicably change direction mid-step, catching them by surprise..

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