Chapter 105: A Desperate Gamble

A Nascent Soul Great Demon—

Upon hearing those four words spoken by Qing Lin, everyone present fell silent, save for Qing Yang, who was unaware of the truth:

In this era where the peak of a Qi Refiner is only the Golden Core realm, who could possibly contend with a monster of the Nascent Soul realm?

Admittedly, given Feng Zi's strength, it might not be difficult to face a monster at the peak of the Golden Core, but could he really challenge an opponent two realms higher than his own?

He was still very clear in his heart about the boundaries of his own abilities.

Furthermore, there is always a reason for everything; there is only one major realm of difference between Golden Core and Nascent Soul, so why would Qing Lin call a monster of the Nascent Soul realm a "Great Demon"?

Qing Lin naturally sensed the contemplation and doubt in the depths of Feng Zi's eyes and took the initiative to answer:

"From the Nascent Soul stage onward, a cultivator will communicate with heaven and earth and begin to perceive the most rudimentary laws of heaven and earth."

"Monsters of the Nascent Soul realm will also shed their original forms and take on human bodies; therefore, from this realm onward, they are respectfully referred to as Great Demons."

Why did Qing Lin know these things? Feng Zi did not know; perhaps it was because as her strength gradually recovered, some of her memories were gradually recovering as well.

Since she had voluntarily revealed this, Feng Zi naturally trusted her.

"A Beast Tide triggered by a Nascent Soul Great Demon..." Feng Zi gazed into the distance and could not help but mutter.

Golden Core and Nascent Soul—the difference between these two is by no means a simple gap in strength:

Compared to a solitary Golden Core monster, a Nascent Soul Great Demon can subjugate many Golden Core monsters and use them as a center to stir up an even larger Beast Tide!

The level of destruction it can cause is unimaginable, and it certainly cannot be calculated by simple multiples!

Just as Feng Zi was pondering, a terrifying pressure descended upon this place—

This pressure was so horrific, as if it were tangible, that it made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, with cold sweat pouring down like a waterfall.

But how could Qing Lin suffer such an indignity? Her pupils rapidly shrank, turning into two slender snake-like pupils, and she let out a cold snort:

"If you dare to make a move against my person, I will crush your soul!"

Since meeting Qing Lin, Feng Zi had never seen her in such an overbearing posture.

Her warning was so effective that the terrifying pressure quickly dissipated.

But Feng Zi could still clearly perceive that a pair of eyes was staring at him from afar.

That Nascent Soul Great Demon seemed very wary of Qing Lin; the next moment, a neutral voice without any characteristics sounded in the ears of the group:

"It was I who was blind and failed to recognize you; please do not take offense, Excellency. How about we each take a step back—"

"I only want the Qi and Blood Power here and will never interfere with your departure; do not meddle in my affairs either, how about that?"

To this, Qing Lin only said indifferently: "Is this your sincerity?"

Upon hearing this, the other party immediately said obsequiously: "I hope Your Excellency will not break your word."

Having said that, the "gaze" in Feng Zi's perception quietly retreated.

Sensing that the entity had retreated, everyone except Feng Zi breathed a sigh of relief:

They could not imagine that even without showing its face, a Great Demon of the Nascent Soul realm could display such terrifying pressure!

Only Feng Zi had no reaction, merely staring into the distance with a face as calm as water.

After a long while, he finally spoke slowly, his calm voice filled with suppressed anger: "Is there really no possibility of saving that tribe?"

While everyone else was rejoicing at having escaped with their lives, Feng Zi was still watching the tribe besieged by the Beast Tide.

To be honest, even he himself did not know why this ball of anger had suddenly ignited in his heart:

Clearly, at the very beginning, his idea was just to help if he could, as long as his conscience was clear.

After all, they were just a group of strangers, and there was really no need to risk his own life.

But when he heard the Nascent Soul Great Demon's proposal to "each take a step back" with Qing Lin, Feng Zi was beyond furious:

In the eyes of that Great Demon, the humans in the tribe could only be counted as "Qi and Blood Power"!

As a transmigrator, no matter how he tried to hide it, Feng Zi could not accept the behavior of treating people like livestock.

But facing Feng Zi's angry question, Qing Lin only shook her head helplessly:

"The reason I was able to reach an agreement with that Great Demon is because the other party could not see my true strength, which is why I was able to deceive it."

"If you truly insist on making a move... I can only protect your safety, and I won't be able to look after those three dead weights."

Even though Qing Lin had so bluntly called them "dead weights," Qing Yang and the others could not refute it and had to lower their heads in shame:

Among the humans of this era, their strength might be called "the backbone," but in the current situation—

They had to admit that compared to Feng Zi and Qing Lin, they truly could not play any role.

Furthermore, they understood that Qing Lin being willing to look after them was still for Feng Zi's sake:

Otherwise, judging by Qing Lin's own personality, she would not even have glanced at them.

"Back in my hometown, if I didn't have the 【Diligence Makes Up for Clumsiness】 talent, I couldn't have done anything, but even though I've reached this point, am I still unable to do anything..."

Feng Zi watched the tribe's defenses gradually failing, feeling very pained in his heart.

Was he pitying the plight of those people?

Perhaps, but it was more about the anger at his own insufficient strength.

Seeing Feng Zi's slightly trembling fist, Qing Lin's slender hand covered his, and she said softly:

"Not long ago, I recalled an Incarnation Technique; the principle of this technique is the same as the Incarnation Technique."

"If you can truly comprehend your own Incarnation Technique from it, you can make a move with the help of your own Incarnation."

"The chance of success is not high, but this is the only way to satisfy both sides."

From the perspective of selfishness, Qing Lin actually did not want to show herself too much in front of Feng Zi:

She hoped to always stand by Feng Zi's side, always stand behind Feng Zi—

Feng Zi would not have to keep looking at her, but whenever he looked behind him, no matter when or where, she would always be by his side.

Being too sharp and exposed would only widen the distance between them.

But when Qing Lin saw the anger leaping in the depths of Feng Zi's eyes, she still could not help but want to help.

Hearing Qinglin's suggestion, Feng Zi's eyes lit up, and he subconsciously looked at her, saying excitedly, "Is there really such a cultivation technique?"

Qinglin did not answer this question directly, but instead looked into his eyes with hesitation: "Do you trust me?"

"When have I ever doubted you..." Hearing this, Feng Zi subconsciously smiled and shook his head.

But looking into Qinglin's eyes, he still nodded solemnly: "No matter when, I trust you."

Before the words had even faded, Qinglin's cyan pupils rapidly enlarged in his vision.

Before Feng Zi could react, his forehead felt the chill of Qinglin's brow, and a faint, ethereal fragrance drifted into his nose.

The next moment, Qinglin's voice rang in his ear: "Close your eyes, sink your mind into your spiritual platform, and don't let your thoughts wander; it will be over soon."