Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Chapter 2185 - 2186: Obtaining the Fire Spirit Fruit

"Sigh..."Lin Chen let out a soft sigh; this Monkey King was ultimately a victim of betrayal. Otherwise, how would it have ended up like this?

Even so, Lin Chen dared not approach it. Earlier, just to be safe, he had used most of his remaining Spiritual Power on that strike. Otherwise, after breaking through the skeleton, he wouldn't have been vulnerable to the intrusion of that Evil Qi.

Although the Monkey King was lying prone on the ground, Lin Chen dared not go closer.

Pity was pity, but he wouldn't risk his life so easily.

However, the two fire monkeys beneath the Monkey King thought differently.

That was their king. Although the earlier scene was terrifying, the two fire monkeys knew there was a reason and dared not approach. But now their king was crying and in pain, so they began to crawl toward him using their arms.

Because they could only use one arm, their movements were very slow. Yet, amid their relentless crawling, they soon reached beneath the Monkey King.

Four warm hands reached the Monkey King. This feeling caused the Monkey King's mourning howls to pause. Its eyes, having returned to their original color, were filled with red, and it gazed blankly at the two fire monkeys crawling on the ground, remaining silent for a long time.

This silent state did not last long, as it seemed the Monkey King's head began to ache again. The intense pain nearly drove him mad.

Its hands gripped its head tightly, and the force from its violently shaking head caused the two fire monkeys that had just placed their arms on the Monkey King to be sent flying to the sides, slamming into the walls before stopping.

Then, with a loud noise, the two figures toppled from the walls to the ground. The severity of their injuries left them unable to crawl back up.

They could only lie there, lifting their heads slightly, and staring from a distance at the crazed state of the Monkey King.

Fortunately, this frenzy did not last long, allowing Lin Chen, who was embracing Meng Shan from afar, to let out a small sigh of relief.

If it continued any longer, he feared he truly wouldn't have the strength to handle it.

He looked back and forth at the two sides where the fire monkeys lay. Seeing what it had just done, its pupils were bewildered, with faint traces of blood appearing.

Roar!

Suddenly, it let out a loud roar, stretching its arms forward. Its monkey face shrouded in fur carried a look of resolution, and then it struck its own chest with a clenched fist.

With a muffled sound, the immense force was too much even for its robust body to withstand.

The bones in its chest shattered, and its beastly mouth opened, spewing scorching blood mixed with small fragments of flesh.

After such a strike, the light in its eyes dimmed further, but it seemed unsatisfied. It continued to punch its chest over and over...

On the platform, only the sounds of intense impacts remained, causing Lin Chen from afar to watch with a solemn expression.

...

An hour later, Lin Chen held Meng Shan's hand and slowly walked out of the cave.

Outside the cave, many fire monkeys had gathered, their size significantly smaller than the few they had encountered before.

They gathered outside the cave, bobbing their heads, occasionally looking into the cave, with some casting anxious glances at Lin Chen, as if they were asking him something.

"They are dead..."

Lin Chen didn't know why, but seeing these fire monkeys, he suddenly felt a pang of discomfort in his heart.

After saying this, Lin Chen took Meng Shan's hand and continued walking forward.

Some of the fire monkeys, apparently understanding Lin Chen's words, grew angry and even blocked his path, raising their arms in agitation.

But reason prevailed among them, and the more rational monkeys held them back, shaking their heads. Whether out of trust in Lin Chen or realizing they couldn't be his opponent, they cleared a path for him to leave.

"Wait here for me,"

Lin Chen thought for a moment and decided to retrieve the Fire Spirit Fruit.

The purpose of this journey was to acquire it, and even though things had gone awry, he couldn't forget his original goal. Moreover, after the recent events, he realized even more the importance of strengthening his power, which was undoubtedly the most crucial task.

The Spirit Fruit was located several meters up the cliff face, which was exceedingly smooth and difficult for ordinary people to climb.

But this wasn't a problem for Lin Chen. With a light tap of his foot on the ground, he soared several meters into the air.

As his strength began to wane, Lin Chen drove the Tianyan Ancient Sword into the cliff wall, stabilizing himself in mid-air.

He then pulled on the sword, borrowing the force to propel himself upward. As he ascended, he flicked his wrist, withdrew the sword from the cliff, and continued his upward motion, repeatedly embedding the sword into the wall during his climb.

After a few repetitions, Lin Chen finally reached the Fire Spirit Fruit.

The Spirit Fruit was small, with a fruit no larger than a thumb. However, its color was extraordinarily vivid, a fiery red, casting a subtle blush over the surrounding green leaves.

Standing on the sword blade, Lin Chen brushed away the rock covering the roots of the Fire Spirit Fruit and carefully extracted it from within the crevice.

A wave of heat emanated from the Spirit Fruit in Lin Chen's hand, suggesting it was exceptionally warm.

Lin Chen brushed the cliff with one hand, feeling the hot currents flowing within it, heating the rocky surface.

He realized why the Fire Spirit Fruit could grow here.

After plucking it, Lin Chen pulled out a cloth bag and placed the Spirit Fruit inside. Then, with a flying leap, he descended.

Walking to Meng Shan's side, Lin Chen took Meng Shan's hand again and walked in the direction of the Green Ripple Sect.

Having obtained the most difficult medicinal herb, only a few were left.

At this point, Lin Chen was in no hurry. He walked with Meng Shan, searching on their way back.

On the journey, Meng Shan appeared more silent, her head hung low as Lin Chen led her, moving as if lifeless.

Lin Chen did not speak either. He knew Meng Shan had been through too much recently.

For a ten-year-old girl, the impact was enormous, enough to chill her very spirit.

Yet, at times like this, Lin Chen found himself unable to comfort her. Growth required going through such a process, and the fruits borne from it could only be experienced and endured by oneself. Words from others were just empty talk.