Chapter 207
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Chapter 207: The Disbelieving Bai Zhi
If Mu Lin could maintain his exceeded state as permanent, his strength wouldn’t grow step by step—it would skyrocket directly to the Spirit Sea realm, then leap again to Refining the Evil.
This stacking effect might even continue endlessly.
Just imagining such staged leaps made Mu Lin’s heart race with anticipation.
Yet he knew achieving this would be immensely difficult.
“Still worth trying. Most likely I’ll fail… but what if I succeed?”
Pondering breakthroughs mid-battle was dangerous, but Mu Lin had already paralyzed the earth dragon.
To finish it off, he didn’t need to act—Yuance, now a blazing fire-man through self-immolation, ignited the severely wounded earth dragon completely.
The Pure Yang Body prodigy then turned to Mu Lin.
“My thanks for your aid, brother. Might I know your name?”
“Mu Lin.”
“…”
The two syllables made Yuance falter briefly, though his face showed no overt shock.
He believed he knew Mu Lin’s secret—the True Meaning Diagram of doppelgänger cultivation.
This incredible skill’s ability to boost training speed let him grudgingly accept Mu Lin’s achievements.
Yet understanding Mu Lin’s power only deepened his craving for the technique.
“If some cold clan’s disciple gains tenfold growth from this cultivation method, what could I achieve with family resources? A hundredfold improvement?”
The fantasy burned in his eyes, making him itch to abandon everything and practice doppelgänger cultivation immediately.
He resisted—had the technique been easy to learn, he’d have skipped this trial. But having glimpsed its complexity, he knew he must continue the assessment.
Still musing about the Diagram, Yuance said:
“My gratitude, Brother Mu. You’ve won this trial—for now, you’re stronger.”
Knowing Mu Lin’s secret and wanting it for himself, he conceded readily.
While Yuance accepted this outcome, Fox Demon Bai Zhi nearby couldn’t.
“Mu Lin? Impossible!”
She couldn’t fathom how a cold clan’s disciple grew so powerful so quickly.
Worse, this prime talent had slipped through her fingers to the Mermaids—a clean defeat in their unspoken rivalry.
No bets had been made, but the stakes were real. In their strength-centric world, securing prodigies shaped entire tribes’ futures.
‘No… this can’t be. No mere cold clan disciple…’
Bai Zhi muttered denial, but Mu Lin didn’t spare her a glance.
People don’t notice ants beneath their feet.
Taking out a paper figure, Mu Lin folded it casually and crafted a paper monster. He tossed the paper disguise onto Yuance, instantly concealing him. Mu Lin then disguised Yuance’s subordinates with more paper figures.
Within moments, all human traces vanished from this place, leaving only monster-like appearances. Seeing this, Yuance finally understood how Mu Lin’s group could wander freely here.
"Honestly, Brother Mu," Yuance admitted, "if my attributes weren’t incompatible, I’d want to learn the secret technique of paper magic. Your skills are too versatile."
Mu Lin waved off the praise. "You exaggerate. Your Pure Yang Body’s the real marvel here. While even I get corrupted under the Bloody Moon, you stay untouched."
Yuance sighed. "The Pure Yang Body shields me from evil, but makes me glow like a firefly in darkness. Every monster targets me. Without meeting you, I wouldn’t have survived fifteen minutes." He paused. "So what’s next? Hide until this trial ends?"
"No. We save people first. This crisis demands preserving human strength."
Yuance cupped his fists. "Your nobility shines through."
Mu Lin coughed awkwardly, knowing his true motive was the powerful clans’ rewards, not heroism. Yan Yunyu’s secret deal with Yuhu Academy’s vice president couldn’t be mentioned now.
…
Soon Mu Lin’s group strode through streets seeking survivors. The blood mist limited vision and spiritual awareness, but offered one advantage – constant monster activity meant easy tracking.
In this crimson hell, most couldn’t hide. Battles erupted everywhere, their noise guiding rescuers. "This isn’t hide-and-seek," Mu Lin remarked.
Each rescue required combat. Monsters never surrendered prey. Yuance couldn’t fight either – his Pure Yang aura attracted swarms.
Mu Lin’s fixing power dominated. He immobilized swift monsters and bound hulking beasts’ souls. The path cleared before them.
Gathering survivors revealed fixing’s new use. While Yuance’s Pure Yang Flames and Mu Lin’s spiritual awareness resisted blood mist’s corruption, others suffered.
Rescued Qi Practitioners teetered near madness. Yuance’s flames couldn’t purge fused corruption without killing hosts.
"Can’t save them," Yuance conceded.
But Mu Lin discovered fixing stabilized their condition. While not curing corruption, it halted decay.
"Remarkable power," he mused. "Yet movement governs existence. If I mastered motion’s mysteries, I could reverse time itself – restore their purity completely."
