103: Chapter 103 Level Six Inner Core! That's my lifeline!

The battle lasted for ten whole minutes.

For the Red Scorpion King, these ten minutes were nothing short of a nightmare.

It wanted to kill Lin Fan, but couldn't; instead, it was shaken by the backlash force, causing excruciating pain throughout its skeleton.

It wanted to run, but Lin Fan's damned Taunt Aura was like superglue, sticking it firmly in place.

The worst part was that those four sneaky old bastards in the back specifically waited for it to be stiff from the Taunt to land their sneak attacks!

"Roar..." The Red Scorpion King let out a final, unwilling wail.

Its massive body slammed heavily onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Its incredibly hard carapace was already riddled with holes, and its green blood pooled into a small stream.

The dignified overlord of the Crimson Gobi, a Level 6 Beast, died so indignantly.

The cause of death: being bored to death and exhausted to death by a Level 1 Martial Apprentice.

"Phew..." Martial Saint Han Qingshan let out a long breath, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

"It's finally dead."

"This is definitely the easiest, yet most bizarre battle I've ever fought in my life."

Professor Zhao Wuji sat down on the ground with a thud, panting heavily.

"Damn it, that wore me out. This scorpion's hide is really thick!"

However, before they could finish their lamentations, a charred figure suddenly darted out from the pile of monsters at a speed that completely defied the laws of physics.

It charged straight at the Red Scorpion King's corpse!

Its speed was thirty percent faster than when it was getting beaten up just moments ago!

"Mine! It's all mine!"

Lin Fan's eyes gleamed with a light even greener than a wolf that had been starving for three days.

He didn't care about the wounds on his body that were still bleeding, nor did he care about the remaining small monsters that hadn't died yet.

He threw himself directly onto the Red Scorpion King's head.

"Beast Core! A Level 6 Beast Core!"

"This is a good item worth tens of millions!"

Lin Fan had somehow produced a dagger in his hand and began a frantic assault on the Red Scorpion King's skull.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Sparks flew everywhere.

The dagger snapped.

The Red Scorpion King's skull didn't even have a white scratch on it.

"Damn! It's this hard?"

Lin Fan panicked; this was money!

He turned his head to look at the four dumbfounded Martial Saints not far away and shouted righteously: "What are you looking at? Come over and help!"

"Baldy Zhao! Take out that big hammer of yours and help me smash this skull open!"

"Instructor Liu Ruyan! Use your ice sword to cut it!"

"Hurry up! If the Beast Core gets cold, it won't be fresh anymore!"

The whole scene fell into dead silence.

Professor Zhao Wuji's face instantly turned black.

Baldy Zhao? Who is this brat calling?

Martial Saint Han Qingshan's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but curse: "Lin Fan! Do you not want your life anymore?"

"Look at yourself right now! Your intestines are about to spill out! Get lost and go get treated! No one is going to snatch this corpse from you!"

Lin Fan looked down at his chest; oh, it was indeed quite miserable.

He had been too caught up in the fight and forgot he was a severely wounded patient.

Although the large hole had stopped bleeding due to the effect of [Spirit Feedback] and had grown a bit of granulation tissue, it still looked shocking.

"It's fine, just a small injury."

Lin Fan waved his hand, looking indifferent.

"As long as I don't die, it's just a flesh wound. But if this Beast Core gets swiped by someone, that would be taking my life!"

"You leaders are all black-hearted; what if you say it's confiscated later? No way, I only feel at ease if I put it in my pocket right now!"

Instructor Lei Zhan covered his face, not wanting to speak.

Embarrassing; too embarrassing.

Is this really the "hero" they risked their lives to save? This is clearly just a miser who fell into a money pit!

"Open it for him!" Martial Saint Han Qingshan waved his hand helplessly.

"If this brat doesn't get the Beast Core, I reckon he'd die on top of the corpse if he had to."

Professor Zhao Wuji walked over with a dark face, channeled his Titan Strength, and punched the crack in the Red Scorpion King's skull.

"Crack!" The hard skull finally shattered.

A fist-sized Beast Core, emitting a faint green light, rolled out.

The dense energy fluctuation made the surrounding air become viscous.

Lin Fan was quick-eyed and fast-handed, snatching up the Beast Core.

Then, to the horrified gaze of everyone, he opened his big mouth.

"Nom." He stuffed the Level 6 Beast Core, still stained with brain matter and poisonous blood, directly into his mouth!

"Holy sh*t!!!" Professor Zhao Wuji was so scared his eyeballs almost popped out.

"Are you f*cking crazy?!"

"That's a Level 6 highly toxic Beast Core! Swallowing it raw will kill you!!"

"Spit it out!!"

Even the usually calm Instructor Liu Ruyan changed her expression, flashing forward to try and pry open Lin Fan's throat.

This was too reckless! That was the essence of the Red Scorpion King! The toxins inside were enough to poison an elephant to death!

However, Lin Fan's throat moved.

"Gulp." He swallowed it.

He even smacked his lips, unsatisfied.

"A bit fishy."

"But it has a crunchy texture."

"Burp—" Lin Fan let out a belch with green gas.

The system notification sounded immediately after.

[Devoured Level 6 highly toxic Beast Core! Poison Resistance +2000!]

[Poison Immunity LV2 upgraded to LV3!]

[Obtained massive energy! Repairing physical damage...]

Lin Fan narrowed his eyes, feeling the heat flow exploding inside his body.

"Comfortable!"

"This one mouthful is worth ten bottles of grand supplements!"

Watching Lin Fan not only not die but actually look much ruddier, with even the wounds on his chest healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, the four Martial Saints were completely numb.

Is this brat's stomach made of iron? This digestive ability is more beastly than a beast, isn't it?

Martial Saint Han Qingshan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the urge to slice Lin Fan up for research.

"The beast army has retreated."

"We should head back too."

"Lin Fan... you'd better give me a reasonable explanation."

"About your body, and that damned Devour ability!"

... The beast tide retreated.

On the devastated battlefield, only corpses and a heavy scent of blood remained everywhere.

Lin Fan was carried by Professor Zhao Wuji like a little chick, flying all the way back to the logistics camp.

Just as they landed, "Lin Fan!!" a scream with a sobbing tone came over.

Immediately after, a gust of fragrant wind rushed toward them.

Xia Wanqiu rushed over regardless of everything, hugging the blood-stained Lin Fan.

"Wuwuwu... you scared me to death..."

"I thought I would never see you again..."

The girl's crying was heartbreaking, her tears and snot smearing all over the few remaining rags on Lin Fan.

Her hands trembled as she wanted to touch the wound on Lin Fan's chest, but she didn't dare to.

Although the bones there had grown back a bit, they were still somewhat deformed, making one's heart ache just looking at them.

"I'm fine, really fine."

Lin Fan raised his hands awkwardly, not knowing where to put them.

Because Xia Wanqiu was hugging him too tightly.

The girl's soft body was pressed tightly against him, especially the two soft mounds on her chest, which were squeezing firmly against his chest.