Chapter 101: The Undercut

Su Li kept talking more as she walked, saying, "You don't get it—actually some medicinal plants get more potent the older they are. Take the Sky God Fruit; its twenty‑year‑old potency is a bit better than the ten‑year‑old. But the ones they trade are only a dozen years old; any Sky God Fruit older than twenty, the high‑level sea tribes find and just eat outright. Those idiots would rather eat it raw and waste its potency than put it out for trade."

Lin Manzhi was filled with righteous indignation: "That's such a waste!"

She, brimming with curiosity, looked at Su Li: "What use does the Sky God Fruit have for the sea tribe? Can medicinal plants be eaten raw?"

Su Li lifted her chin: "Before the Shamaness invented medicines, the Supernatural Male Beasts just gnawed raw herbs everywhere, so eating them raw was of course fine."

Lin Manzhi: "You're right!"

Su Li smiled confidently.

Ten Lettuce plants are refined into one Spirit Core suppressant medicine; if eaten raw, you'd need about a hundred plants to achieve the same effect.

As for this, Su Li didn't tell the Wooden Female; perhaps the master behind her already knows, but she wouldn't share her discovery with her.

She explained another point to the Wooden Female: "The sea tribe's Spirit Core energy is similar to that of our land beasts. The Sky God Fruit can boost the condensed energy in the high‑level sea tribe's Spirit Core. For example, if the merfolk have strong spiritual power, they can control water, which is about as powerful as the Supernatural Male Beasts here."

Su Li thought for a moment, then continued: "Spirit Cores collapse because their energy is depleted. A spirit‑repair medicine made from the Sky God Fruit delivers a sudden surge of healing energy to the depleted Core and can re‑condense the Spirit Core."

"Therefore, when a Spirit Core is overused and at risk of collapsing, promptly giving a Supernatural Male Beast an injection of the medicine can heal the beast."

"So that's how it works," Lin Manzhi exclaimed, clapping in amazement.

In the original text, the Spirit Core had already fractured; if a three‑leaf Sky God Fruit is used, it immediately generates self‑adhesive filaments that form a faint protective film, so you don't have to worry about the Core shattering further from the energy usage.

In her Space Warehouse there are ten‑year‑old Sky God Fruits, a few hundred years younger than the Concentrated Spirit Dew, and now she can't let Mo Lie try them out.

It seems she must hurry to upgrade the Spiritual Field level; currently one day equals a hundred days on the Spiritual Field, but the medicinal plants Mo Lie needs start at a thousand‑year growth, which is far too slow.

Lin Manzhi listened to Su Li describe the Shamaness's specialties all the way, and while chatting as they approached the hall, she also asked how to use the Sand‑tail Grass Stalk.

Su Li glanced at the silent figure who had been lagging half a step behind the Wooden Female—a black‑clad Supernatural Male Beast—and raised her hand to pat the Wooden Female's shoulder:

"You're here to buy a passion medicine for females from the Shamaness; this is our best‑selling remedy, it can increase a female's tolerance. You can buy it and try it tonight."

Lin Manzhi: "It's not me… I'm asking on behalf of a friend."

Su Li gave a slight smile.

Lin Manzhi's smile was a little stiff as she looked at Su Li: "It's true!"

Su Li gave the Wooden Female a mocking glance, then waved goodbye and said generously, "I'll teach you a more primitive, simple method: grind the whole Sand‑tail Grass Stalk and you can apply it as a paste."

She wondered where to apply it… Lin Manzhi's face flushed bright red, grateful that the veil here hid her from others' view.

She waved goodbye, hurriedly leading Mo Lie and Hua Zheng out of the Wushen Temple.

Meanwhile.

Lin Ling followed Diao Yi to a lakeside near the Flaming Sea tribe.

She didn't want to attract attention, so she let Diao Yi pick a moment when no one was around to bring Fang Yue Dan over, intending to drown her and cause Fang Yue Dan to drown.

Everything went smoothly; the beasts here aren't as strong as Diao Yi. While the beasts were out hunting, Diao Yi slipped in and easily knocked Fang Yue Dan unconscious and carried her away.

In another cabin, the leg‑broken Hu Ye heard the commotion, but he harbored deep hatred toward the Wife Master who had tormented him to the point of preferring death, and he listened coldly, eventually passing out and missing it.

Thus, Fang Yue Dan was thrown in front of Lin Ling.

Lin Ling looked at Fang Yue Dan lying in the grass; in her past life she could never compare to that coveted female—the Holy Shaman of the Mountain Classic Beast Temple, pursued by the six great City Lords—now reduced to a dead dog still at her mercy.

A sense of superiority rose in her heart: as long as she killed Fang Yue Dan, no female would ever surpass her again.

Lin Ling told Diao Yi to guard the side; she wanted to drown Fang Yue Dan herself, and when she turned over Fang Yue Dan's face she was startled.

This face, compared to the exquisitely beautiful one from her previous life, was both similar and different; in her memory Fang Yue Dan's visage was more delicate and prettier, wasn't it?

Sure enough, a female adored by the whole world only becomes more beautiful as she lives.

The more Lin Ling stared, the more she hated, and she dragged Fang Yue Dan to the lake, grabbing her hair and pushing her down.

The next moment, the cold water jolted Fang Yue Dan awake; realizing a female was choking her neck and pushing her into the water, she thrashed and shouted, "You worthless scum, let go of me… I'm going to kill you… glug glug…"

Lin Ling watched the vulgar Fang Yue Dan, and her hatred drove her to press even harder.

She had long claimed that all of Fang Yue Dan's beautiful appearances were a façade! Yet everyone refused to believe her!

Fang Yue Dan's whole head was submerged; she first cursed loudly, then, unable to hold her breath, was terrified into sobbing, pleading at the mouth, "Release… glug glug…"

Unfortunately, it was Lin Ling, who had harbored a lifetime of hatred, holding her down with a death grip; no matter how Fang Yue Dan screamed or struggled, Lin Ling pressed her head firmly.

After a while, Fang Yue Dan's breath ceased; Lin Ling ordered Diao Yi to fetch a rope, binding the motionless Fang Yue Dan and sinking her to the lake bottom.

Lin Ling held the rope in her hand, fearing Fang Yue Dan was merely playing dead by choking on water, so she wanted her to stay at the bottom a bit longer before dragging her back to the shore.

"All right?" Diao Yi laughed, hugging Lin Ling; the female's death didn't affect him at all, and he was already thinking how to mess with the Lin Ling before him.

Lin Ling's face bore a faintly weak expression: "I'm actually scared, but this female in front of me wants to kill me, and I have no choice."

Diao Yi gently patted Lin Ling's back with pity, saying, "You won't have to be afraid anymore."

Lake bottom.

Fang Yue Dan's limbs drifted with the current, and the water plants quickly wrapped around her limbs as if alive.

Suddenly, the eyes that had been closed at the bottom opened, the murky gaze clearing to crystal clarity.

She was stunned by the scene, thinking she had been on duty, encountered a medical dispute and was stabbed to death—how was she in the water?

Her chest ached terribly, and the one who called her Fang Yue Dan, with the last bit of strength, clung desperately to the rope tied around her waist, struggling fiercely toward the surface.

Fang Yue Dan burst through the water.