Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 453 Stealing Holy Water!
The first rays of morning sunlight pierced through the clouds and shone on the golden tower of Kalin Tower.

Fang Yu's fingertips were blistered and bleeding, and his nails were filled with rust-like debris.

He looked up, panting, and the wooden platform at the top of the tower was faintly visible in the morning mist.
Only three kilometers left.

The blue light of the Eight Gates had long since faded, and the continuous 18 hours of climbing had nearly depleted his chakra. His shoes had already disintegrated due to intense friction at an altitude of 60,000 meters.

At this moment, the tower body under my bare feet is covered with frost, and every meter I rise feels like dancing on a knife's edge.

"Click!"

A weathered brick suddenly shattered!

Fang Yu's right hand instantly grasped nothing, and he was thrown outwards by the inertia!
At the critical moment, his left hand's five fingers pierced the brickwork like steel hooks, and the muscles in his forearm bulged with veins due to excessive force.

Broken bricks fell in a soft rustling sound, disappearing without a trace into the sea of ​​clouds.

"Huff huff." Longzhu Fangyu pressed his face against the cold tower wall, a metallic taste of blood rising in his throat.

Looking down, the clouds stretched out beneath his feet like cotton candy, and for a moment he even had the illusion that he was falling.

This is a hallucination caused by lack of oxygen.

He bit his tongue hard, and the sharp pain brought his vision back into focus.

The hoarse counting of “99,700 meters” was squeezed out from his chapped lips.

He had closed his Sharingan ten hours ago. The burden of the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan had become a fatal hindrance under extreme conditions. Now he was climbing entirely by muscle memory, and every time he raised his hand, it felt like lifting a thousand-pound weight.

As dawn fully illuminated the top of the tower, Fang Yu's fingertips finally touched the edge of the platform.

He let out a roar that sounded inhuman, his bloodied hands gripping the wooden floor tightly as he did a pull-up, dragging half of his body up!

"Ho!"

He was breathing heavily like a stranded fish, his ten fingers scratching ten bloody marks on the wooden board.

When she finally managed to get her legs onto the platform, she collapsed onto the ground in a spread-eagle position, her chest heaving. "I'm so tired."

A hoarse laugh mixed with blood and foam spilled from the corner of his mouth. At this moment, his wounds were burning with pain, but it was nothing compared to the wild joy that made his heart feel like it was about to explode.

"again?"

A high-pitched voice came from above.

Fang Yu barely managed to turn his neck and saw a fat white cat wearing an Egyptian-style headdress squatting on a pile of pottery jars, its amber eyes filled with shock: "The second person to complete the climb this week, have you Earthlings been on drugs lately?"

Fang Yu propped himself up on his elbows and then noticed the small figure curled up on the other side of the platform. Little Goku was sleeping soundly with his tail in his arms, drool still hanging from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that capturing Korin had taken too much of his energy.

"Hey, cat." Fang Yu wiped the blood off his face and grinned at Kalin. "Let's start stealing the holy water."

The fat cat's whiskers bristled with anger: "You've only just arrived and you're already causing trouble?"

Kalin's tail swayed like a pendulum, and its claws tapped the edge of the pottery jar with a crisp sound: "Stealing holy water? With your shaky posture, you can't even stand up straight?"

Fang Yu did not answer, but slowly bent his knees and lowered his waist, his feet grinding on the wooden platform.

The lactic acid accumulated from 18 hours of climbing made my muscles feel like they were filled with lead, but at this moment every cell is awakening again.

"call out!"

The fat cat suddenly transformed into a white shadow and sprang into the air!

Fang Yu's vision blurred, and a burning pain shot through his left cheek!
Three cat claw marks oozed blood, while Kalin was squatting on a pile of pottery jars five meters away, licking his paws. "Too slow," the cat's whiskers twitched smugly. "At least this brat managed to touch the hem of my clothes, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fang Yu suddenly charged forward!
The wooden planks on the platform shattered under his footing. He reached for the pottery jar with his right hand in a claw shape, but just as he was about to touch it, his wrist was struck by the cat's tail.

In the midst of excruciating pain, he changed his attack to an elbow strike, but only managed to smash two empty jars; the holy water jar was already on Kalin's head.

"Huff, huff." Fang Yu knelt on one knee, panting heavily, his sweat mixed with blood leaving dark stains on the wooden board.

Yu Guangli's little Wukong turned over, muttering "Don't steal my fish," before falling into a deep sleep again.

Kalin scratched his ear with his hind leg: "Want to admit defeat?"

The answer was a splinter of wood that Fang Yu suddenly flung out!

The fat cat instinctively turned its head to dodge, only to see the human take the opportunity to slide along the ground, leaving five red marks on the can with its blood-stained fingers!

"Snapped!"

The sound of the cat's paw slapping the wrist was as crisp as a whip. This time, Fang Yu did not retreat. Instead, he spun around and swept his left leg across the pile of pottery jars like a battle axe!
Amidst the flying shards, the holy water jug ​​was tossed high into the air, and the instant he leaped, Kalin's fleshy cushion was already pressed against his nose.

"Boom!"

With a dull thud as the back of his head hit the ground, Fang Yu saw a fat cat hanging upside down gracefully catching a falling ceramic pot.

The cat narrowed its eyes: "Three attempts a minute, that's better than that brat."

Fang Yu suddenly laughed.

He noticed that after each attack, Kalin would unconsciously move towards the southeast corner of the platform.

There are piles of dried fish there!
When the fat cat peeked at the dried fish for the eighth time, Fang Yu pretended to stumble from exhaustion, looking as if he was about to fall into the salted fish, but just as the cat's paws came at him, he grabbed the tail with his other hand!
"Meow!" The bristling Kalin God smashed the earthenware jar beside him with a single paw, and the holy water jar was once again lifted into the air.

This time, Fang Yu didn't chase after the can. Instead, he crashed into the cat's arms and clung tightly to the cat amidst the flying fur.

As they rolled around, they knocked over a pile of dried fish, and the salty, fishy smell of tuna immediately filled the air.

"Let go! You despicable human!"

"That's called tactics." Fang Yu, panting heavily, pulled his face out of the cat's belly fur, and finally reached the rolling holy water jug ​​with his right hand.

As he tilted his head back and gulped down the amber liquid, he felt not only a sweet taste but also a choking sensation from his mouth full of cat hair.

Little Wukong was startled awake by a sneeze, rubbing his eyes as he sat up. "Huh? What are you doing here?" He stared blankly at the people and cat rolling around in a ball. "Are you playing human pyramid?"

Kalin broke free of its restraints and leaped onto the railing, its bristling fur making it resemble a white sea urchin: "That doesn't count! You used psychological warfare!"

“This wasn’t prohibited in your rules.” Fang Yu wiped his mouth, feeling the “holy water” slide down his throat.
"It seems to work, but it also seems to work, what do you mean?" Fang Yu smacked his lips. "Could this be cat pee?"

Kalin glanced at Fang Yu and said, "If I had known you would use tactics like this, I would have pissed on you."

Fang Yu shrugged. "It's good that it's not pee this time. Alright, since we know the holy water isn't very effective, let's continue."

Kalin asked blankly, "Continue with what?"

"Of course we'll continue the game of grabbing holy water! Why would we continue chatting? Who wants to talk to you!"

Kalin grinned. "Genius! Truly a genius! You were able to see that the holy water was just ordinary tap water, and that the real way to improve one's body was through the process. Very good. But I need to continue with Goku now. You can continue when Goku has snatched it."

Fang Yu wasn't in a hurry. He glanced at the pillars leading directly to the Heavenly Temple and nodded silently.
Only then did Wukong belatedly exclaim, "Ah! Ah! Ah! When did you get up here? And when did you manage to steal the holy water?"

(End of this chapter)