I’ll Take That Opportunity Chapter 14 - An Unexpected Surprise: Acquiring Bloodsoul Tree and Postnatal Breathing Soil

Ye Lin saw a five-meter-tall tiger demon staring at him, its ten-centimeter-long fangs gleaming in the sunlight, and a chill ran down his spine.

“Life-Death Three Sword—Life Sword.”

Though startled, Ye Lin didn’t panic. Without hesitation, he drew his sword from his sleeve and slashed.

A gleam of sword qi split the air.

The tiger's head was cleaved in two, and its massive body crashed to the ground, sending dust flying in all directions.

“Phew…”

Ye Lin exhaled sharply as the demon beast fell. The sudden turn of events had rattled him, but with his growing strength came a newfound resilience. His mental fortitude had strengthened significantly.

Had it been an ordinary person instead, they might’ve frozen in fear.

Roar!

A thunderous growl echoed from deep within the Dark Gold Demon Beast Cavern. The other two tiger demons had sensed the death of their kin.

With a slight tremor of the ground, two tiger heads emerged from the cavern.

“Life Sword.”

Ye Lin suddenly leaped down from above, striking with a swift sword slash—a ray of sword qi tore through the massive body of one of the tigers.

“Seven Kill Fist!”

His left hand curled into a fist, and crimson mist surged around his arm, creating a hellish sight.

Before the other tiger could react, Ye Lin’s fist smashed into its skull—its head exploded in a spray of blood and gore.

“5th layer Qi Refinement... not even a challenge.” Ye Lin muttered to himself, “With my current strength, I could face three 6th layer demon beasts and still hold my ground.”

The truth was clear: these three tiger demons, all at the 5th layer Qi Refinement realm, weren’t even a match for a 6th layer Qi Refinement disciple without martial skills and weapons, let alone someone like Ye Lin.

He possessed two martial skills, a low-grade mystic-tier cultivation method, and a high-grade basic-tier sword.

Demon beasts were known for their raw power, often overwhelming humans at the same realm. But with a clear edge in cultivation base, humans could easily crush lower-realm demon beasts.

While there were rare instances of cultivators fighting above their realm, it wasn’t something just anyone could do. If it were, cultivation realms would be meaningless.

Putting his sword, Ye Lin stepped into the cavern.

As he ventured deeper, he found the cavern to be dark, damp, and well-ventilated. Although these were demon beasts, their traits resembled those of ordinary tigers.

Reaching the deepest part of the cavern, Ye Lin’s eyes suddenly lit up.

A faint blue glow shimmered atop a cliff wall.

When he climbed up, he saw a tiny tree, bathed in a gentle blue halation, a small fruit suspended from one of its branches.

“Bloodsoul Fruit?” Ye Lin’s eyes widened, “If there’s a Bloodsoul Fruit… then this must be a Bloodsoul Tree!”

The fruit itself was rare and precious—but the tree? The tree was on an entirely different level.

He reached out instinctively, then froze, “Wait… something doesn’t add up.”

His eyes narrowed, “In the panel, Wu Shuang only obtained the Bloodsoul Fruit. There was no mention of the Bloodsoul Tree. That doesn’t make sense—there’s no way he wouldn’t have recognized the tree’s worth.”

Ye Lin inspected the surroundings of the tiny tree.

He scooped some of the glowing soil beneath with his hand—and paused.

“Postnatal Breathing Soil?!” He exclaimed.

This was no ordinary dirt. This was a treasure.

Breathing Soil was crucial for nurturing heaven-tier spirit herbs and fruits, and it was incredibly rare. It came in two types: Postnatal and Connate.

Postnatal Breathing Soil could accelerate the growth rate of spirit herbs and fruits by tenfold—a treasure in its own right.

Connate Breathing Soil was even more awesome, capable of sustaining immortal-tier spirit herbs.

“So that’s why...”

“Wu Shuang would have found the Bloodsoul Tree too. But he probably wouldn’t recognize the Breathing Soil beneath it. Blinded by greed, he would have yanked the tree out and replanted it in ordinary soil. Without Breathing Soil’s nourishment, the tree would wither and die.”

“It’s like putting a saltwater fish into fresh water. It’s still water, but the nature is different. The fish won’t survive.”

“Whew, that was close.”

He crouched down and began carefully gathering the Breathing Soil, wrapping it gently around the base of the Bloodsoul Tree before pulling it out.

As expected, the tree was perfectly unharmed.

Ye Lin was thrilled. A tree capable of producing low-grade mystic-tier spirit fruit had to be at least high-grade mystic-tier in itself.

But the Breathing Soil was even more priceless.

After confirming no one was nearby, Ye Lin hugged the clump of Breathing Soil tightly and dashed toward the Azure Cloud Sect, the Bloodsoul Tree pressed securely against his chest.

He moved fast, careful not to attract any unwanted attention.

Once back at his residence, Ye Lin found a small porcelain jar and gently nestled the Bloodsoul Tree inside, pressing the Breathing Soil down with care.

Then, he plucked the sole Bloodsoul Fruit from its branch and slid the jar beneath his bed.

“This is still the handyman disciple quarters. Now that I’m an outer disciple, no one should be bold enough to barge in uninvited.”

Satisfied, Ye Lin sat down cross-legged and swallowed the Bloodsoul Fruit without hesitation.

In the next instant, his mind cleared—sharp and hyperaware—like he’d just taken a spiritual stimulant.

“I can actually feel my spiritual soul strengthening… a mystic-tier spirit fruit really is extraordinary.”

Ye Lin felt as though he were basking under a warm sun, his entire body relaxed, enveloped in an unprecedented sense of comfort. It was the first time he’d ever felt so at ease—peaceful, and utterly serene.

Half a day passed in a tranquil blur.

When Ye Lin finally opened his eyes, the Bloodsoul Fruit had been completely refined.

His spiritual soul now pulsed with power—immeasurably stronger.

Memories of past battles surfaced in his mind, and this time, he saw them with startling clarity. Flaws leapt out at him, inefficiencies became obvious. What once required ten moves could now be done in three.

Because now, the moment an opponent moved, his mind would simulate dozens of countermeasures in an instant.

“No wonder.” Ye Lin muttered, “In cultivation novels, experts who suppress their cultivation base can still slaughter dozens at the same realm.”

“Their cultivation base might be suppressed—but not their spiritual soul.”

He smirked quietly to himself, “The moment you attack, they’ve already defeated you a thousand times in their mind. What chance do you have?”

Feeling the immense benefits of his enhanced spiritual soul, Ye Lin couldn't help but sigh.

“There’s still a month and a half until Zhang Xiao exits seclusion. Right now, I have five low-grade Spirit Stones. I’ll refine them all in the next half a month.”

“After that comes Huang Xiong’s opportunity. If I complete two tasks and pass the outer disciple assessment, I can go into seclusion and try to break through to the 7th layer Qi Refinement realm—before Zhang Xiao emerges from seclusion.”

“By then… I’ll have nothing to fear.” Ye Lin’s expression turned cold.

Before entering seclusion, Zhang Xiao was already at the 7th layer Qi Refinement realm. And he’d made a high-profile announcement that his seclusion would last just three months.

Even if everything went perfectly, he would only advance to the 8th layer Qi Refinement realm at most. As for reaching the 9th layer? That was out of the question.