Chapter 739 S-grade Dao Fruit’s Difficulty
Chapter 740 Some things are beyond your control, Miss Mu!
“Besides Huang Ye, it’s been a long time since anyone dared to form an S-grade Dao Fruit on their first promotion to Saint,” Jiang Qiue stated.
“Back then, Fule Shi failed at least three times when forming an S-grade. His physical body was completely destroyed, and he had no choice but to choose an A-class fruit position to advance to Sage. After destroying his own fruit position and retracing the path of a Venerable, he finally succeeded in forming an S-grade fruit position on the fourth attempt.”
“In fact, most Sage-level great beings need to retrace the path of a Venerable at least three or even four times before they can possibly form an S-grade Dao Fruit.”
After hearing Jiang Qiue’s explanation, both Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong were somewhat surprised, even shocked, and fell into contemplation.
After a while, Xia Feng stroked his chin and asked a question:
“So, even Huang Ye only learned one S-grade?”
“?? Is that the point?”
“Isn’t it?”
Jiang Qiue sighed, “At least He only has one S-grade Dao Fruit. As for whether He can only use one S-grade Spirit Robe, that’s unknown. However, with His talent, as long as He’s willing to spend time, learning another one or two S-grade Spirit Robes should not be difficult.”
“Furthermore, in fact, even most gods from the Age of Gods only had one S-grade Authority. Only a few possessed dual S-grade Authorities, and they only obtained them after a long time on the Divine Steps.”
“Oh, I see.”
Xia Feng’s heart felt uneasy because he had previously thought of forming all four remaining fruit positions as S-grade starting from Venerable Two!
If there was a way, he could even upgrade his first A-class fruit position to S-grade, achieving a perfect 5S state.
However, after hearing Jiang Qiue’s knowledge dump, he realized that such a thing seemed a bit too heaven-defying.
But still—
Humans shouldn’t be without dreams!
Well, mainly, Xia Feng believed in Mu Shen! Mu Shen could definitely do it!
Regardless of how heaven-defying the idea was or what the success rate was, it was best to cling to Miss Mu’s thigh without thinking!
Xia Feng hid his expectations in his heart and looked at Mu Qingtong, smiling, “Miss Mu, what do you think?”
The black-dressed woman narrowed her beautiful eyes, seemingly contemplating and sensing something. After a while, she nodded, “According to my estimation, when promoting to Venerable Two, there is a 10% chance of success in forming the Moon Time Divine Domain Dao Fruit, with an 88% mortality rate.”
“If we were to dual cultivate with you, with particle collision and fusion, there would be a 20% chance of success, and the mortality rate would drop to 76%.”
“Only 20%? And a mortality rate as high as 76%!” Xia Feng’s heart turned cold. For someone who preferred a steady decision, this probability was not good at all, and the risk was too great.
“20%.”
Mu Qingtong calmly nodded, but a wild radiance flickered in her golden pupils. “It’s enough. We can give it a try.”
For her, since she was going to do it, she would do it to the best—become a god with a 5S Dao Fruit!
As for the 76% mortality rate, as long as it wasn’t a 100% certain death situation, it was worth her taking the risk.
Seeing Mu Qingtong looking eager to try, Xia Feng was startled for a moment. He seemed to understand something, and the coldness in his heart receded, sighing softly.
He realized that despite having the synchronization talent, he still didn’t possess Mu Qingtong’s fearless mindset of pursuing the extreme to reach the peak.
Xia Feng naturally knew that with the Immortal Authority of Nightmare River, death was impossible, but he was still afraid.
What was he afraid of?
Of course, he was afraid of Mu Qingtong’s death.
And why was he afraid of Mu Qingtong’s death?
Of course, it was because…
Thinking of this, Xia Feng fell into contemplation and soon understood the reason for his fear: if Mu Qingtong died, his synchronization target would be gone, and his strength would plummet, which was why he felt scared. There were no other reasons.
Even if there were, it would only be… the sadness and unwillingness of losing a close friend, the loneliness and despair of losing a fellow kind. There were no other reasons.
“…”
After figuring out the source of his emotions, Xia Feng gave himself a pat on the back for his wisdom.
However, he didn’t intend to dissuade Mu Qingtong. Instead, he began to consider if there was a way to bring Mu Qingtong back to the Nightmare River together when she died.
After all, he understood Miss Mu too well.
For Miss Mu, there might be things in the world she feared, but death alone was definitely not worth fearing.
So, how to avoid Mu Qingtong’s death, or how to find a way to minimize the mortality rate during fruit condensation?
“20%.”
Unlike Xia Feng, who found it low, Jiang Qiue and Cha Nai Xue found this success rate to be incredibly high.
After all, even for a Sage who destroyed their own fruit position and retraced the path of a Venerable to condense a fruit in the Sacred Realm, the success rate was not necessarily 20%. However, after witnessing the monstrous speed at which the two of them learned S-grade Spirit Robes, Jiang Qiue finally abandoned her past common sense, gave up struggling, and sighed.
Sometimes she even doubted who the Innate Gods were compared to these two monstrous talents.
As she was contemplating, Jiang Qiue seemed to suddenly think of something. Her gaze shifted to Xia Feng, and she said in a clear voice:
“I do have a method to increase the success rate of fruit condensation and reduce the mortality rate.”
Xia Feng was somewhat surprised and quickly asked, “What method?”
“You just said that when dual moons condense fruit, yin and yang combine. If one party completes ten thousand particle collisions per second, the success rate of fruit condensation for both parties will be doubled, and the survival rate will also be doubled, right?”
Xia Feng was startled for a moment and nodded, “That’s right.”
Miss Mu’s original 10% success rate could be doubled to 20% by combining with him through dual moon yin and yang.
The original survival rate was 12%, meaning the mortality rate was 88%. After doubling, the mortality rate would be calculated as 100% – 12% * 2 = 76%.
Upon Jiang Qiue’s reminder, Xia Feng vaguely guessed what method she was talking about.
“Just now, Xia Feng, you could simultaneously handle particle collisions with the three of us with precise control, so actually…”
Seeing that Xia Feng, Cha Nai Xue, and Mu Qingtong were all staring at her with strange expressions, the green-skirted woman’s voice trailed off. Her fairy-like face was expressionless, and her ethereal eyes, slightly furrowed, showed displeasure.
“I’m just stating this method truthfully. You don’t have to look at me like that.”
“!”
“…”
The method Jiang Qiue proposed was simple. Since Xia Feng could easily achieve ten thousand particles per second with the three women simultaneously, all he had to do was achieve three simultaneous yin and yang combinations.
10 * 2 * 2 * 2 = 80, which means an 80% success rate!
100 – 12 * 2 * 2 * 2 = 4, the mortality rate would be reduced from 88% to 4%!
Burning Fox, you’re amazing! You could even think of this!
As for how to achieve simultaneous yin and yang combinations with three at once… well, that was a question worth pondering. Xia Feng fell into thought.
He… had tails in front and behind, and also a mouth?
Stare~~~
A sudden, chilling coldness pierced his skin. Xia Feng blinked, raising his black eyes slightly.
The black-dressed woman’s golden eyes, like tranquil lakes, were calm. She let out a soft “Heh,” and turned to walk towards the space gate, leaving only a cool, aloof back for Xia Feng.
“Let’s go, Mr. Xia. We should leave this place.”
Obviously, even if Miss Mu were to die, she wouldn’t do such a thing for the sake of the outcome.
But some things are beyond your control, Miss Mu! Xia Feng’s black eyes were thoughtful as he seemed to be calculating something.
Watching the receding backs of Mu Qingtong and Xia Feng walking one after another, Jiang Qiue lowered her eyes, her pupils distant and ethereal.
“You already calculated this.” Cha Nai Xue’s thoughts suddenly sounded.
“What?” The green-skirted fox woman’s cold and pretty face turned, her eyes filled with confusion.
“It’s nothing.”
The snow-skirt woman shook her head and said gently, “I just feel that there are indeed many things I need to learn from Fox Sister~”
“So noisy, I don’t understand what you’re saying.”
“Okay.”
“…”
