The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron Chapter 89

Chapter 89: Chapter 89: Strangled to Death

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The five of them cornered Fang Lin, all looking at him with mocking and disdainful eyes.

“Kid, what's your name?” asked the tall young man.

Fang Lin blinked surprisingly without fear, and said, “I fear my name will frighten you since I am Ding Xuanji.”

Upon hearing this, the five men were taken aback before the big young man burst out laughing.

“My goodness, do you think we are idiots? Ding Xuanji is one of the Four Elites of the Pill Sect, why would he be here?” the tall young man sneered.

“That's right, I've seen Ding Xuanji once before, and you are definitely not him,” another young man scoffed.

“This kid is messing with us!” another one added.

Instantly, the five of them glared at Fang Lin menacingly, the tall young man's hand landing on Fang Lin's shoulder without hesitation.

“Kid, once you are here, prepare yourself. This isn't the outside world. No one will care about you. As long as there is no death, we can do whatever we want with you. If you don't know your place, I'm afraid you're going to suffer an awful lot,” the tall young man seriously warned Fang Lin while pretending to care for him.

Two skinny men huddled in a corner not far away glanced at Fang Lin with only cold indifference in their eyes.

Fang Lin, with a harmless expression, turned to the five men crowding around him and asked, “What do you want from me?”

The tall young man sneered and his palm resting on Fang Lin's shoulder suddenly exerted pressure.

Unperturbed Fang Lin remained sharp but curious on him.

The tall young man frowned, his gripping power was no joke — even a sixth-level Human Origin Martial Artist would've been in unbearable pain.

How come this guy, who appears to only have a fifth-level Human Origin, has no reaction whatsoever?

The tall young man was puzzled; he increased his grip but also tried to control it lest he breaks Fang Lin's bones.

But soon, the tall young man's expression shifted; still, Fang Lin had no reaction, not even a twitch of his eyebrows.

The tall young man finally realized that Fang Lin's shoulder was unusually firm, like it was made of an old cowhide that would not budge no matter how hard he pinched.

“How can this be?” The tall young man was a little surprised and withdrew his hand. When he looked at Fang Lin again, there was some dread but more confusion in his eyes.

The other four started catching on and cautiously stepped back, although they still didn't take Fang Lin very seriously.

After all, they were the kings of this stone-chamber prison. Anyone who came in here was invariably punished by them.

Though this man in front of them seemed pretty odd, the tall young man and his company still believed they held an overwhelming advantage.

Fang Lin studied them and said, “I'm giving you a chance. Kneel down and apologize to me now, and I won't hold this against you. I won't trouble you in the future either.”

Hearing this, the five men paused, then burst into laughter. “Has this kid gone mad?”

“My goodness, does he think we're just decoration?”

“It's unbelievable how arrogant he is, regardless of who you are, even if you are the Four Elites of Pill Sect, you must bow down here.”

The five looked at Fang Lin as if he were a fool. They were old inmates of the Demon Suppressing Cave Prison — those who had just come in were often arrogant, but they all learned their lesson in a harsh way.

To have someone like Fang Lin demand they kneel and apologize upfront, it was not just arrogance but complete madness.

After the laughter, the tall young man's anger was provoked. He found Fang Lin's demeanor extremely displeasing and suddenly threw a punch at Fang Lin's face.

“I'll teach you a lesson, in here, I, Wang Dalong, am the boss!” the tall young man Wang Dalong roared furiously. His punch was so strong that any Martial Artist under the sixth level of Human Origin who took the hit would likely be knocked out.

This punch was so fast that it almost immediately reached Fang Lin.

Fang Lin dodged in the blink of an eye, leaving Wang Dalong unable to pull his punch. With a thud, his fist painfully pounded into the stone wall of the chamber.

The other four young men couldn't help but close their eyes and subconsciously rubbed their own fists when they saw Wang Dalong's punch hit the stone wall.

Wang Dalong's face twisted, and he yelled while clutching his fist.

Fang Lin glanced at Wang Dalong, his fist was bleeding heavily, clearly, he'd punched the wall quite hard.

“I'm going to kill you!” When was the last time Wang Dalong had suffered such a big loss? He roared and charged towards Fang Lin.

Fang Lin had no intention of wasting time with these guys anymore. His face turned cold, and as soon as Wang Dalong approached, he swiftly reached out his hand, directly grabbing Wang Dalong's throat.

Wang Dalong's voice came to an abrupt halt, and his large body was hoisted in the air by Fang Lin's single hand.

Wang Dalong flailed, trying to attack Fang Lin, but he couldn't use his strength at all. His throat was locked, making even breathing difficult, naturally, his body couldn't exert any power.

Fang Lin cornered his mouth upward in a grin, slightly increased his grip, and immediately, Wang Dalong's face turned red, his eyes bulging so widely that he couldn't even speak.

The other four young men, scared white, retreated in fear and looked at the scene in horror.

The two young men who had always been indifferent and huddled in the corner revealed shocked expressions.

“You're Wang Dalong, right? Do you think it's arrogant of me now asking you to kneel and apologize?” Fang Lin asked, smiling.

However, his smile seemed terrifying to Wang Dalong and the other four young men.

Wang Dalong wanted to cry but couldn't. He felt his life fading away, his vision gradually darkening.

At this moment, Wang Dalong realized that this was what it felt like to be close to death.

He regretted immensely and was utterly frustrated. If he had known this man was so powerful, he certainly wouldn't have provoked him.

Even if he had to kneel and apologize, it wouldn't have been such a big deal; it's not like he would lose a piece of meat.

The four young men saw Wang Dalong's face turn from white to purple, and they panicked. At this rate, it wouldn't have taken much longer for Wang Dalong to be strangled to death by that man.

“Brother, please spare us! Brother, please spare us!” The four quickly knelt down and pleaded with Fang Lin.

Wang Dalong was filled with despair, he thought he was going to die any second.

However, Fang Lin finally loosened his grip and slammed Wang Dalong to the ground.

At the very moment of despair, Wang Dalong could breathe again. He woke up instantly, he was coughing hard, so hard that his eyes teared up and his nose became runny.

Fang Lin didn't even glance at Wang Dalong. He found a relatively clean corner, sat down cross-legged, and closed his eyes to rest.

The sound of footsteps echoed shortly afterward, Wang Dalong, whose face was still very pale, and the four young men knelt in front of Fang Lin, their faces pale with fear, trembling..

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