I Can Gain One Skill Point Per Second - Chapter 687: An Enemy You Can’t Fight, Great Saint, Are You Actually Afraid?
From the Great Saint’s tone, it is not difficult to discern that the fellow hiding within Wu Juedian is no ordinary being, and the Great Saint has some understanding of this fellow.
Given Lin Yi’s current strength, dealing with it is no easy task, and even with the Great Saint going all out, victory is not guaranteed. In which case, avoiding its sharp edge is not out of the question.
As the [Seventy-Two Transformations] skill activated, Lin Yi directly retracted Lin You into the Undead Space, relying on the skill’s effect to suppress his aura to the minimum. He then launched [Interwoven Light and Shadow] and used it in conjunction with [Thunderbolt Flash], frantically trying to open up the distance from the monster.
The area of Shadow Devouring Star is about the same size as Blue Star. With Lin Yi in full force, he successfully distanced himself from Wu Juedian.
“Great Saint, what do you say, just run? That guy doesn’t have a dimensional jump tool, there’s no way he can catch up. Why don’t we relocate and develop first?”
A steady and sound development, maximizing the probability of victory, is a nature ingrained in Da Xia people.
It’s not shameful to have an unfavorable start, after all, the opponent is a strong presence from a higher plane.
At worst, return to Blue Star, find a few peer planets to enhance strength before proceeding further.
“What do you mean, you really take me for a monkey?”
“Isn’t it merely a black hound? And you actually intend to avoid its sharpness?”
Upon reaching a safe area, a faint golden glow emerged from Lin Yi’s body surface, and then these golden lights gathered together, revealing the Great Saint’s virtual image—a magnificent figure with a Phoenix Wing Purple Gold Crown atop his head, elegant armor on his body, and Lotus Silk Cloud-Stepping Shoes under his feet.
Though only a virtual image, Lin Yi knew that being able to materialize his original appearance in this world was far superior to when he could only transform in the Martial Soul system before.
The monkey, with its legs crossed, sat on the Sea-Calming Divine Needle. Without the restriction of the Golden Hoop, even a remaining soul was superior to the previous state of being a walking dead in the divine position.
“Great Saint, you?!”
As Lin Yi’s martial soul, the monkey naturally guessed what Lin Yi intended to say.
“Reviving me isn’t so simple. You should know, I, old Sun, was the colorful stone Nuwa used to mend the sky, absorbing so much essence of heaven and earth to be born. You think with your barely-noticeable divine power, you can revive me? Just like trying to scoop out the four seas with a spoon.”
Upon hearing this, Lin Yi’s face involuntarily fell.
Since becoming a professional, Lin Yi has never encountered such an impolite fellow. Even if there is some impractical element in his goodwill, it shouldn’t be so discouraging, right?
“No wonder your bald master said you were mischievous, don’t you even calculate well? How many years did you cultivate, and how long have I been a professional? It took you hundreds of years just thinking under the Five Finger Mountain.”
WTF! FUCK!
After such a long time, in that inverted Tower of Heaven, he witnessed the change of history through the conversations between past professionals and the old emperor, understanding the rise and fall of different eras.
During this time, he also naturally learned quite a few phrases to greet other people’s families.
“You’re really asking for it. If old Sun could hit you, if you’re still standing then, you can count it as me being incapable!”
The effect of apologizing after the joke was quite good, plus Sun Wukong himself wasn’t someone with a small heart, this matter quickly passed.
“You mean that even ten Calamities aren’t enough for that guy alone?”
Lin Yi didn’t know the origin of the black hound.
In Xia’s mythology system, there is completely no mention of this guy’s origin; it’s normal for Lin Yi to be at a loss.
The monkey stood on the Sea-Calming Divine Needle, his eyes filled with memories, and he nodded solemnly.
“How to say, it’s true this guy’s current strength is greatly reduced, but it seems to be continuously assimilating Wu Juedian’s body. Though Wu Juedian’s physique is a bit lacking, it seems to reach the minimum standard. As long as it has enough time to fully control Wu Juedian’s mind and expel its soul, it can be reborn.”
emmm….
What kind of new setting is this? The means of All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds are truly endless.
“Great Saint, what is the point of saying such details? You should have just said it plainly. We’re just a bit unlucky, at worst we’ll switch to another galaxy and continue.”
Hearing this, the Great Saint couldn’t help but laugh.
His laughter was filled with helplessness and relief.
Recalling the past hundreds of years of fleeting time, the shackles on his head indeed deprived him of many things, limiting his freedom and nature.
However, the Golden Hoop taught him a lot, even creating an attribute he originally didn’t possess—patience!
The young monkey that once came out of Fangcun Mountain was the kind to explode with the slightest trigger, otherwise, he wouldn’t have made such a big fuss.
But now, Sun Wukong’s temper has completely changed.
The residual soul left for thousands of years with the old emperor, he was actually influenced by the old emperor, gradually becoming steady.
“I, old Sun, don’t like you humans, wasting words.”
“The reason I talk so much with you is not just to let you recognize the gap between you and him, but also to let you know, even if we had the power to defeat it, we can’t make a move. When hitting a dog, one must consider its owner’s status, right? Its owner is much more powerful than I am.”
“Same monkeys, why is the difference so great?”
Monkey???!
A monkey mightier than Sun Wukong? Long-armed Ape?
Lin Yi’s conjecture had just arisen, and Sun Wukong denied this idea.
Before acquiring the godhood, Sun Wukong indeed was no match for the Long-armed Ape, after all, the latter was a formal bureaucratic entity with numerous tools at his disposal.
Yet with ongoing training, the Great Saint had long surpassed him.
As for the top one, the Great Saint had never thought of challenging.
“Go, don’t be idle. Send your two little followers away first. You must find a way to send that fellow back. If it learns the way of dimensional jumps, both you and Blue Star will meet terrible ends.”
What kind of terrifying character does it take to instill such fear in the Great Saint, who once shook the order of the gods?
Lin Yi dared not think too much for now, but one thing he was sure of was that the Great Saint existing in his body in the form of a martial soul would never harm him.
“Right, here too, missy, hehe, missy, your technique is really good, I really like it.”
In the Martial Emperor Hall, little Ao Shu was lying on the bed in a contented manner, enjoying the service from the maids of the Martial Emperor Hall.
You don’t say, this little lady, with her dragon bloodline, truly possesses the innate aura of a king that cannot be suppressed.
Xiyue, who was with little Ao Shu, was earnestly operating a robot to create something not belonging to this era.
After consulting the records on Xiang Wuxing about comprehending this ability and understanding the massive improvement the Spirit Awakening Stone could provide, Xiyue began nurturing the idea of taking away a batch of Spirit Awakening Stones.
After all, it’s the simplest way to significantly enhance Blue Star’s strength, even more direct than elevating the planetary will.
