Chapter 87: The Illumination Spell That Isn't Quite Right

Wu Shaoqi’s loud shout shifted everyone’s attention onto Ye Lin.

They were suddenly overjoyed; that’s right! They still had a Forbidden Spellcaster on their side!

Within the Top Scholar Secret Realm, protected by the laws, one could not die. A Forbidden Spellcaster who couldn't die, even at only level 25, could surely go head-to-head with a level 35 or even level 40 job-changer, right?

"Ye Lin! Why haven't you made a move yet? What are you still waiting for!"

"You’ve already killed almost all the monsters in the Top Scholar Secret Realm by yourself; do you still have the nerve to hide in the back and stay silent?"

"Only you can deal with that member of the Demon Race now. Why are you acting like a coward?"

With Wu Shaoqi taking the lead, the others in Wu Shaoqi’s team also began to moral-grandstand against Ye Lin one after another.

Mi Xue was so angry she nearly smoked; she pointed at this group of people and cursed furiously.

"You just said Ye Lin was disgusting and that he was a bad influence on you pillars of Great Xia, and now you want to ask Ye Lin to save you? Do you have no shame? I think you are the ones who are truly disgusting!"

Those people felt a bit guilty after being scolded by Mi Xue, but then they frowned and shouted back.

"What do you know! If it weren't for Ye Lin wounding us and slaughtering all the monsters, leaving us with nothing to level up on, how could we be unable to beat that member of the Demon Race? When it comes down to it, isn't this still Ye Lin's fault!"

"You motherf—! You can actually say such things! Shameless!" Mi Xue was so angry she couldn't help but curse, her temper completely flaring; she truly couldn't understand how these people could be shameless to such a degree.

"Forget it, why get angry at these people? They’d blame the lack of gravity if they couldn't take a dump."

Ye Lin spoke up to comfort Mi Xue, then said to Wu Shaoqi.

"I can make a move, but I can't work for free, right? How about this: everyone in your squad, each of you take out one piece of High-Grade equipment or better for me as payment. How about that?"

"One piece of High-Grade equipment each? Ye Lin! You really know how to open your mouth like a lion!" Wu Shaoqi roared in anger.

"What? I’m risking my life to deal with the Demon Race, and you lot aren't even willing to take out a single piece of High-Grade equipment? Is the value of a piece of High-Grade equipment in your eyes more important than everyone's life here?"

Ye Lin spoke with a flat, mocking tone. Isn't it just moral grandstanding? It’s as if no one else knows how to do it.

Once these words were out, the gazes of the other top scholars toward Wu Shaoqi and his group changed instantly, even faintly revealing hostility.

Wu Shaoqi’s face turned green all at once!

Public anger is hard to defy. He gritted his teeth, glared viciously at Ye Lin, took a ring off his hand, and shoved it into Ye Lin’s hand.

"Kid, be careful you have the life to take it, but not the life to use it!"

"That won't require your concern." Ye Lin accepted it with a smile.

Seeing that Wu Shaoqi had handed over a piece of equipment, the group following him, despite being ten thousand times unwilling in their hearts, could only pull long faces and obediently take a piece of equipment from their bodies to hand to Ye Lin.

Looking at the dozen or so pieces of High-Grade equipment in front of him, the corners of Ye Lin’s mouth were almost splitting to his ears.

Selling a dozen pieces of High-Grade equipment, plus the five million reward from Qingcheng, he was now a bona fide multi-millionaire. He would have to sell three or four hundred kidneys to have this much money.

Watching Ye Lin, who was smiling extremely brightly, Wu Shaoqi’s face was somewhat twisted.

"Ye Lin! You’ve taken the items, why aren't you making a move yet?"

Ye Lin ignored him and instead handed the dozen or so pieces of equipment to Mi Xue.

"Help me keep these."

"Be careful." Mi Xue’s beautiful eyes were full of worry.

Ye Lin nodded and walked toward the male member of the Demon Race.

That male member of the Demon Race was also examining Ye Lin with interest at this moment.

"You humans are truly interesting; even at a time like this, you don't forget to fight among yourselves."

Ye Lin ignored this member of the Demon Race and raised his Crimson Flame Staff, spiritual energy condensing at the tip of the staff.

"Fireball!"

The moment Ye Lin released the spell, everyone lost their composure.

"What is he doing? Cast a Forbidden Spell! Why cast the lowest-level Fireball spell!"

"That member of the Demon Race is so powerful, does he have no sense of the situation?"

Even the corners of the Demon Race male’s mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"Using a Fireball to deal with this lord, you are truly having a pipe dream."

He raised his hand, intending to crush the tiny fireball, but just then, the small fireball instantly expanded violently, forming a red-gold sun in almost an instant!

Boom!

The red-gold sun crashed down, directly engulfing the Demon Race male. The surrounding temperature climbed rapidly, and a surging heat wave rushed toward them.

Everyone was stunned. Ye Lin’s Fireball... why was it so different from their Fireballs?

But whether it was the incantation chanted or the fluctuations of the spell, they could confirm that Ye Lin had truly released a Fireball spell.

Has the power of Fireball spells become this great these days?

Only Wu Shaoqi and his group had gloomy expressions. After all, they had truly witnessed Ye Lin’s terror. A Fireball was still somewhat reasonable; a Rockfall spell that could bring down a small asteroid—that was what was truly absurd.

After a moment of stunned silence, the crowd erupted in joy.

"We’re saved! We won, we won!"

"Forbidden Spellcasters may be short-lived, but their combat power is really something else!"

Just as everyone was immersed in the joy of victory, the roaring flames vanished without a trace in an instant, as if swallowed by a black hole.

And that Demon Race male appeared in the same spot. His expression was calm, but there were signs of severe burns on his right arm.

"I can feel that you are different from the others. I appreciate you. Become a dog at this lord’s feet, and this lord will grant you endless glory. How about it?" The Demon Race male felt the urge to recruit Ye Lin.

"I appreciate you too. How about this: you acknowledge me as your father, and when I become Emperor, you will be the Crown Prince. How about that?" Ye Lin countered.

"It seems there is nothing to talk about. Then I can only kill you."

The Demon Race male shook his head with slight regret. Then, on his arm, which had been burned almost to charcoal, the flesh actually began to regenerate crazily at this moment. In just a few breaths, his right arm was restored to its original state.

Ye Lin’s gaze couldn't help but narrow slightly. The regenerative power of the Demon Race was truly terrifying; such a fast recovery speed was only slightly inferior to his own Undying Body.

It’s just that he wondered if this Demon Race’s regenerative ability could also recover infinitely?

Ye Lin raised the Crimson Flame Staff again, and the surrounding air seemed to be ignited, forming a scorching vortex of flames.

"Illumination!"

Ye Lin gave a low shout, and the light at the tip of the staff instantly became dazzling.

Illumination is a practical minor skill of the Fire element, which can release a ball of bright flame for lighting purposes.

However, the Illumination released from Ye Lin’s hand was clearly not quite right.

In the shocked and terrified gazes of the crowd, a burst of flame energy, even more violent than before, surged out from the staff, transforming into a giant fire dragon that roared toward the Demon Race male.

The fire dragon churned in the air, and wherever it passed, the air seemed to be burned away, forming a long trail of fire.

Everyone was stunned. What kind of decent person uses this thing for lighting?