Lin Li felt quite calm as he processed the information that had appeared out of thin air in his mind.
The joy from his cultivation breakthrough and increased strength far surpassed any happiness he felt from the change in the island’s size.
Of course, if the island had grown to ten thousand square ters, his joy would have definitely surpassed what he felt from his power-up.
’Huh... What’s this?’
Lin Li had been so focused on the information in his mind that he hadn’t paid any attention to the small Fireball he had ford.
But as he shifted his focus back, ready to toss the Fireball at the water in the distance, he noticed an unexpected change to his hand.
The apple-sized Fireball that had been hovering over his fingertips had, at so point, changed its form.
It now clung tightly to Lin Li’s right hand, like a glove.
Making a fist, Lin Li threw a few powerful punches with his right arm.
The fla covering his right hand remained plastered to his skin, showing no sign of extinguishing.
’Change back...’ At Lin Li’s thought, the fla covering his right hand instantly gathered at his fingertips, reforming into the original apple-sized Fireball.
’I see. So this ti, eating the small red fruit gave my Fla Superpower another form, in addition to just being able to shoot Fireballs.
It wasn’t a waste of the fruit’s power-up effect, like I’d originally thought would happen from eating a fruit of the sa color.
Based on what just happened, it seems that if I eat more red fruits in the future, my Fla Superpower will be able to take on even more forms.
Hahaha... Oh, little tree, little tree, you really are my greatest treasure!’
Having reached his conclusion, Lin Li turned to the two-ter-tall Magical Little Tree before him. His eyes shone as he gazed at it, and he let out another loud laugh.
He then ford an apple-sized Fireball in each hand. With a re thought, the two orbs of fla instantly changed shape, coating his hands.
"Behold, my Fire Fist!"
Lin Li roared, swinging his flaming fists and performing a wild, formless boxing routine on the grass.
A mont later.
"Phew..." Lin Li let out a long breath after finishing his routine, and the flas on his hands instantly vanished.
Now that he had broken through to the Second Order Middle Stage, his control over his Superpower felt increasingly natural.
’Now that I’ve had a breakthrough, I can head out again and go for a look around that Otherworld called the Spirit Realm.
That bastard Zhou... you’d better not cross my path again. If you do, I’ll make sure you get a taste of my new moves.’
He had been working himself to the bone for nearly half a month, rising early and working late every day to hunt Mutant Beasts in the treacherous wilderness. To say he wasn’t exhausted would be a lie.
Back in his school days, everyone knew the importance of balancing work with rest. That sa principle applied to Cultivators.
Therefore, Lin Li decided to give himself a few days off to relax. Once he was well-rested, he would go back to the wilderness to hunt Mutant Beasts.
And the place he chose for his vacation was that Otherworld, the Spirit Realm.
...
The azure sky was cloudless.
Suddenly, a figure on a motorcycle materialized out of thin air in the silent, treacherous wilderness.
Having returned to the real world from the Mysterious Small Island, Lin Li glanced up at the sun. There was still so ti before lunch.
’Ti to go ho! Once I’m back, I’ll grab so lunch, take a shower, and rest for a bit. Then I’ll head over to that Otherworld for a look around.
Last ti, that psycho ruined everything, and I didn’t even get to explore Dongwu City. This ti, I’m going to take a proper look around and see if I can find any business opportunities.’
Going to the Otherworld called the Spirit Realm to look for business opportunities was a plan Lin Li had decided on in his spare ti over the past few days.
VRMM...
Lin Li twisted the throttle, and the motorcycle beneath him roared to life.
The motorcycle took off, and Lin Li kept it at a high speed as he drove toward the safe zone.
ROAR...
Hearing the motorcycle’s engine, the Mutant Beasts in the wilderness began to howl.
While so Mutant Beasts rushed toward the source of the noise, others just gave it a listless glance before going back to their own business.
The reason for their lack of interest was that they had been hearing the sound of that motorcycle every day for so ti now.
They had chased the sound ti and ti again but could never catch the rider. Repeatedly coming up empty-handed had led them to adopt this indifferent attitude.
VRMM...
ROAR...
Riding his motorcycle, Lin Li heard the roars of the beasts behind him but maintained his speed, completely unfazed.
Six or seven hundred ters away, a squad of Exotic Beast Hunters was making its way through the wilderness, searching for prey.
They heard both the motorcycle and the roars of the beasts.
"Damn it... Why is that motorcycle revving again?"
"Doesn’t it usually only show up in the evening? Why are we hearing it now when it’s not even noon yet?"
"That motorcycle has already attracted the attention of a lot of Mutant Beasts. Let’s get out of this area for now!"
The Exotic Beast Hunter squad, which considered this area their regular hunting ground, cursed the unseen colleague a few tis after hearing the all-too-familiar noise of the motorcycle, then imdiately moved away from the sound’s source.
...
The scorching sun hung high in the sky, baking the flat road surface.
If soone were to brush so peanut oil on the road and crack an egg, it would probably be half-cooked in monts from the intense heat radiating off the pavent.
The heat from the sun around noon was unbearable for ordinary people.
Everyone was hiding in air-conditioned rooms, enjoying the refreshing chill.
At this mont, everyone probably felt that the air conditioner, spewing out its cool air, was humanity’s greatest invention.
On the outskirts of Rongcheng East District, past Erxian Bridge and along the road leading to the wilderness, a tributary of the Li River flowed through the fields by the roadside.
This tributary, branching off from the Li River that ran through Rongcheng, narrowed to a small river about ten ters wide after leaving the city.
At this mont, a small wooden boat was on the river, drifting in from the distance on the slow current.
The boatman, wearing a tattered straw hat, was a lean, short man with deeply tanned skin.
Due to the heat, the boatman’s clothes were soaked through with sweat.
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