The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron-Chapter 426 - : Two Divine Weapons

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Chapter 426: Chapter 426: Two Divine Weapons

The blood-coloured longsword seemed threatened, its whole body emanating Sword Qi while emanating a bloody smell that filled the sky.

Before Fang Lin could react, the spear whistled out, bringing with it a wind-breaking sound, engaging the blood-colored longsword in combat.

The two divine weapons, seemingly long-time enemies, fought extremely fiercely, with occasional bouts of terrifying aura.

Both the spear and the bloody longsword seemed to be in a fit of rage, desperately trying to defeat each other.

Fang Lin watched, dumbfounded. What was going on? Why were the spear and the bloody longsword fighting each other?

This worried Fang Lin because whether it was the bloody longsword or the spear, both were terrifying divine weapons. If either were damaged, he would be extremely distraught.

If both divine weapons were damaged, Fang Lin honestly wouldn’t even be able to cry.

“Hey, if you keep fighting, I’ll salt your master’s corpse into pickled vegetables!” Fang Lin shouted at the bloody longsword, believing it could understand him.

Indeed, when the bloody longsword heard Fang Lin’s words, it immediately became furious, throwing aside the spear and charging straight at Fang Lin.

Fang Lin jumped in fright and quickly waved his hands, “I was joking, your master is brilliant and martial, how could I dare touch him?”

The bloody longsword didn’t do anything to Fang Lin, it just moved very unfriendly in front of Fang Lin a few times, apparently issuing Fang Lin a warning.

At that moment, the spear flew over, still intent on deciding the victor against the bloody longsword with killing intent.

Feeling helpless, Fang Lin directed at the spear, “Brother, you should also calm down, why do we have to fight to the death when we are meeting for the first time? Isn’t it better to talk things through?”

Fang Lin just said it without expecting the spear to listen to him. Unexpectedly, the spear actually stopped in mid-air and didn’t continue the assault on the bloody longsword.

This time, Fang Lin was a little surprised, is his charm so great that even this spear he just met was subdued by it?

“Can you understand my words?” Fang Lin asked the spear.

The spear swayed in mid-air, seemingly responding to Fang Lin.

Seeing this, Fang Lin confirmed that the spear indeed understood him, just like the bloody longsword, but compared to the bloody longsword, this spear seemed more friendly.

The bloody longsword was still extremely wary of the spear, with the blood light pervasive on the sword body, seemingly ready to strike again at any time.

Fang Lin had never seen the bloody longsword this alert before. It seemed that it had met its match. From this, it could be inferred that this spear was indeed remarkable, so much so that the Demon Saint weapon, the bloody longsword, felt threatened.

Fang Lin stretched out his hand towards the spear, the spear seemed to hesitate for a moment, then slowly moved towards Fang Lin.

When Fang Lin grabbed the spear, the feeling of madness and violence surged up again, once again he was on the brink of falling into a wild state.

Fang Lin immediately let go, and the spear stood by his side without making a move.

“What a divine weapon!” Fang Lin gasped for breath. This spear was too powerful, just holding it could have such a huge impact on him.

The bloody longsword flickered on the side, showing extreme dissatisfaction. With a whoosh, it drilled directly into Fang Lin’s Nine Palace Bag.

Fang Lin was taken aback. This bloody longsword had sucked so much blood, fear it meant to restore vitality to the Old Dried Corpse, this couldn’t be happening?

Immediately, Fang Lin took out the Extreme Sea Tripod that held the Old Dried Corpse and inserted it into another Nine Palace Bag.

Yet Fang Lin underestimated the obsession of the bloody longsword, it unexpectedly broke through the Nine Palace Bag, pointed its sword tip at Fang Lin, seemingly threatening Fang Lin to hand over the Demon Saint’s body.

Buzz!

Immediately, the spear aimed at the bloody longsword, as if protecting Fang Lin.

Fang Lin was getting a headache, originally he thought having two divine weapons would be a joy, but now it seems that whether it’s the bloody longsword or the spear, they are both troublesome.

Fang Lin was well aware of what the bloody longsword was about to do. Bringing the Demon Saint back to life was something he couldn’t accept. After all, heaven only knew what the Demon Saint would do to him after it woke up.

Moreover, with the Demon Saint’s corpse in hand, he would have some control over the bloody longsword and won’t let it act too recklessly.

“I’m telling you, it’s absolutely impossible to bring that Old Dried Corpse back to life,” Fang Lin said coldly to the bloody longsword.

The bloody longsword was furious, directly stabbing towards Fang Lin. The spear immediately blocked it, shocking the bloody longsword away.

Fang Lin continued, “If you want it to come back to life, you must obey my commands, otherwise I will immediately ask the spear to completely destroy the Old Dried Corpse!”

Upon hearing this, the bloody longsword immediately stopped, its glow faded, and fell to the ground.

Fang Lin didn’t expect this threat to be so effective, but on second thought, the spear was indeed very fearsome, it seemed to have a deep obsession with demon beasts, wanting to slay all demon beasts.

Although the Demon Saint is human, he also has the aura of a demon. With the power of this spear, it probably could suppress the Demon Saint’s corpse.

The bloody longsword was afraid of the spear destroying the Demon Saint’s body, so it chose to submit to Fang Lin. Otherwise, given the nature of the bloody longsword, it wouldn’t have put Fang Lin in its eyes at all.

Immediately, Fang Lin extended his hand to the spear, and the spear immediately flew over, seemingly quite amicable towards Fang Lin.

Fang Lin smiled, signalling for it to enter the Nine Palace Bag. The spear flashed and flew into the Nine Palace Bag.

Immediately after, Fang Lin walked over to the bloody longsword, collected it into another Nine Palace Bag, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Fang Lin was quite delighted. Not to mention the bloody longsword, he had obtained another formidable divine weapon. His gains were quite substantial.

The Blood Lake dried up, not a single drop of fresh blood remained, and the Demon Tree completely withered and decayed, continually disintegrating.

Fang Lin wasn’t completely at ease, he kept watching the Demon Tree until it entirely disappeared, becoming a pile of ash, before he truly felt relieved.

After all, the Demon Tree was too terrifying. In ancient times, so many strong individuals couldn’t thoroughly destroy it.

He already knew the secret of the Blood Lake. At this moment, he looked towards Ghost Mountain not far away, thinking there might still be some secrets there.

Since he was already here, he would naturally go to check it out. Moreover, with the spear in hand, he was much more confident and his injuries had mostly healed, so he was full of morale.

Immediately, Fang Lin went to Ghost Mountain. As expected of Ghost Mountain, before he even entered the mountain, he felt a shuddering ghostly air, as if countless resentful ghosts existed in the mountain.

“Huh? This lord seems to smell something delicious?” At this point, inside the Nine Palace Bag, the voice of the Thousand-year Corpse Ginseng sounded in confusion.