I’ll Take That Opportunity Chapter 37 - Hundred Break Mountain

After placing the Nirvana Fruit atop the phoenix egg, a wondrous scene unfolded. The fruit in Ye Lin’s hand slowly dissolved into fiery red light that poured into the egg.

The breath of life within the phoenix egg surged. Sensing this, Ye Lin channeled the Phoenix Fire from his body and infused it into the egg.

Minutes later, Ye Lin collapsed to the ground, utterly spent. The phoenix egg had drained every drop of spirit qi from his body.

"You little glutton." Ye Lin muttered helplessly, lying on the ground, "To hatch you, I’ve put in a great deal of effort and poured in so many resources. Don’t let me down."

The breath of life within the phoenix egg pulsed stronger than ever, though it still needed time before hatching.

Just then, the phoenix egg trembled slightly, as if responding to his voice.

"Alright, little one. Sleep well for now. Once I get the Boreal Wind Fruit, I’ll feed it to you too."

Ye Lin gently stroked the phoenix egg, then buried it back into the earth. No matter what, no one could be allowed to discover it.

If someone found it, not only would he lose the egg, but also lose his life.

After all, divine beasts once ruled heaven and earth. But following an ancient war, many were wiped out. This phoenix egg might be the only divine beast offspring remaining.

The fact that divine beasts once ruled heaven and earth in ancient times—an era teeming with powerful beings—spoke volumes about their strength.

The value of a divine beast offspring was immeasurable; even Great Ascension old monsters wouldn’t hesitate to kill for one.

“No.” Ye Lin thought, “I should wait three more days. Leaving the sect right after returning would raise suspicion.”

He turned and walked back into the house.

To others, it looked like he had narrowly escaped death at the hands of a deviant devil. If he left again too soon, it would draw unwanted attention, especially from those with ulterior motives.

Better to lie low for three days and let things settle.

Three quiet days passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, Ye Lin opened his eyes.

“Although my 9th layer Qi Refinement foundation is solid, but I still see no hope of breaking through to the Foundation Establishment realm.”

He sighed and muttered, “Let’s check my fate again.”

[Cultivation base: 9th layer Qi Refinement]

[Fate grade: black (fraught with calamity)]

[Fate trait: Shrouded in Misfortune, Transcendental Perception]

[Fate Prediction: in one month, Lin Zisheng will purge the sword intent from his body with the help of an inner elder, his murderous intent toward you only intensifying. When you leave the sect in a month, he will ambush you. You will barely escape, seriously injured, after exhausting all your trump cards.]

[Upcoming opportunity: none]

[Shrouded in Misfortune: you are prone to accidents and betrayals.]

[Transcendental Perception: you possess an incredible ability to grasp cultivation methods, mastering in days what others take months to learn.]

Ye Lin studied the panel in silence. It seemed the sword talisman had indeed inflicted serious damage on Lin Zisheng.

“One month, huh? He’ll try to kill me the moment he comes out of seclusion? He’s really holding a grudge.” Ye Lin chuckled to himself.

But now that he knew what was coming, he could prepare. At this point, Lin Zisheng was practically his lucky charm.

“Whatever. I’ll grab the Boreal Wind Fruit first, then head to Huangjin City.”

With his mind made up, Ye Lin left the sect.

The Hundred Break Mountain was fifty kilometers from the Azure Cloud Sect, outside the borders of the Hundred Thousand Li Mountain Range.

In just three hours, Ye Lin reached its base. Gazing up at the towering peak, he took a deep breath, and then began his ascent.

The spirit spring was said to be at the foot of the mountain, so Ye Lin circled its base, carefully searching for any sign of it.

Just then, he spotted a middle-aged man climbing the slope, a basket on his back and an axe in hand.

Ye Lin stepped forward and stopped him, “Excuse me, do you know where I can find a spring around here?”

“A spring? Follow that trail for about a thousand meters. But be warned—there’s a demon beast lurking near it. Best be careful.”

Ye Lin cupped his hands in thanks, “Much appreciated.”

Following the path, he eventually reached a spring nestled beneath a cliff. A stream of water poured down from above, feeding the clear pool below—a natural mountain spring.

“According to the panel, it’s located at the bottom of the spring, which seems to be three to four meters deep.”

Peering into the water, Ye Lin easily gauged the depth, then dove in.

At the bottom, he spotted a wooden box half-buried in the sediment. He pulled it free with little effort.

Just as he was about to swim back up, something wrapped tightly around his right leg.

Looking down, he saw a several-meter-long python coiling itself around him.

His eyes narrowed, and without hesitation, he surged upward toward the surface.

“Phew. A 3rd layer Qi Refinement demon beast? You’ve got guts, I’ll give you that.”

Breaking through the water, he glanced down. The python was still wrapped tightly around his leg. For an ordinary person, this would’ve been a death sentence.

Ye Lin took out his sword from the Interspatial Ring, and then slashed downward. The sword cut clean through the serpent's head. A few more strikes reduced it to pieces, which drifted slowly back to the bottom of the spring.

After putting away the sword, Ye Lin climbed ashore, sat down, and opened the wooden box.

Inside were three silver-white needles, emitting an intense, bone-chilling cold.

Even with his 9th layer Qi Refinement cultivation base, Ye Lin couldn’t help but shiver. The cold radiating from the silver needles was simply overwhelming.

“With just one of these, even Foundation Establishment cultivators would be rendered powerless if struck.”

Taking a deep breath, he closed the box and stored it in his Interspatial Ring.

These Ice Soul Needles were now his trump card. With them in hand, he felt a measure of confidence facing Lin Zisheng’s ambush a month from now.

Ye Lin stood up and gazed at the towering mountain before him.

“Whew… Hundred Break Mountain is hundreds of meters tall. It’s cliff…”

Looking toward the sheer face above, he started walking to the mountain’s highest point. The path was quiet, undisturbed by any demon beasts.

Before long, he reached the peak and approached the cliff’s edge.

The drop was nearly vertical, the cliff face smooth and barren.

“Now that I’m at the 9th layer Qi Refinement realm, even if I jumped from here, I’d only end up seriously injured at worst.”

Ye Lin paused in thought, then began climbing down the cliff. Sure, jumping would be faster. But he wasn’t a masochist.

“I really need to reach the Foundation Establishment realm soon. Not being able to fly is such a pain.”

After a long and difficult descent, he finally reached the bottom. His hands were red and raw.

Surrounding him now was a dense forest.

“Hm? What’s that light?”

A faint glow flickered amid the trees, instantly catching Ye Lin’s attention.

Without hesitation, he stepped forward and made his way toward it.