### Chapter 91: Cave Opportunities (Part 4)
Lin Yi's casual remark died as his gaze locked onto the pill, dancing above the eerie flames. Excitement flushed his cheeks.
"Extraordinary! What a pill!" he babbled, his heart racing.
"A fine pill, but not for the likes of you," the Level 10 cultivator sneered.
"Heh, brother. Treasure is for those who can seize it," Lin Yi grinned, suddenly turning fierce. "I want that pill. Try to stop me, and it'll be a fight to the death."
*Whoa.*
Every cultivator stared, dumbfounded. One moment, he was groveling; the next, he was roaring like a tyrant. *What a piece of work.*
Even the Level 10 cultivator froze, momentarily speechless.
Lin Yi preened. *Time to show off.*
"Courting death!" the man snapped, summoning a flying sword—a mid-grade artifact.
Lin Yi scoffed, drawing the *Kuang Wang* sword. They clashed—*boom!* The man's sword dimmed, its blade chipped. The *Kuang Wang* sword glowed brighter than ever.
"Oops, broke your sword," Lin Yi said, feigning regret. His grin screamed *provocation*.
The man's face darkened. "A top-grade artifact… which sect are you from?"
"Does it matter?" Lin Yi laughed. "The pill's mine. Be a sport and concede."
The cultivators cringed. His audacity was 恶心 (revolting).
"The pill is mine," the man snarled, pulling out a jagged blade—a shard of a broken dagger. He infused it with spiritual energy.
Lin Yi's eyes narrowed. *That's… a piece of Huo Bin's demon artifact!* He'd claimed the other shard after Chu lost control.
*If I reunite them…* A dangerous idea sparked. He needed this shard.
The man's body shriveled as the blade drained his energy—Level 10 was no match for a demon artifact's hunger. He collapsed into a husk, the blade hurtling toward Lin Yi.
"Time to waste an upper-grade artifact," Lin Yi muttered, pulling one out and priming it.
*Boom!*
The explosion rocked the chamber. Weaker cultivators coughed up blood. Lin Yi shielded himself with the *Black Water Lotus*, then snatched the blade shard.
"Told you not to fight," he chided the unconscious man. "Arrogance gets you killed. I've taken down Foundation Establishment—you think a Level 10 scares me?"
He turned to the others, arrogance dripping from his voice. "Anyone else want the pill? Step up."
Silence. Who'd challenge a man who detonated upper-grade artifacts like firecrackers?
"Thought so," Lin Yi smirked, reaching for the pill.
"Presumptuous!" A cold voice echoed, seemingly from nowhere.
Lin Yi's face tightened. He 猛地 (suddenly) channeled spiritual energy, yanking the pill toward him.
*Not mine yet…*
The air 扭曲 (twisted) as a new figure 现身 (materialized)—a Foundation Establishment cultivator, his gaze icy.
Lin Yi cursed. *Just when I thought I'd caught a break.*
He clutched the pill, ready to fight. The real battle was only beginning.