Showdown

Showdown. "This is getting a little tricky."

This cultivation environment was not only tied to the conflict between commoners and nobles, but also to Feng Wutong's life.

Seizing this place meant taking Feng Wutong's life away.

But Dai Yao did not possess the sacrificial spirit to sacrifice himself in order to save others.

If he could not obtain this Simulated Environment, he would not achieve the cultivation results he expected, which would then lead to his failure in the struggle for the throne.

If only one of two people could live, Dai Yao would choose himself without hesitation.

He knocked on the door again.

The door opened at the sound, revealing Feng Wutong.

Seeing that it was Dai Yao again, Feng Wutong said impatiently, "Why is it you again? I told you, I'm not selling!"

Seeing that she was about to close the door again, Dai Yao threatened her directly, "I'm taking this place no matter what. Other nobles might not be able to do anything to you in Star Luo Royal Academy, but as the Fourth Prince of the empire, the academy is completely under the imperial family's control. As long as you make a mistake, I can have someone expel you."

"If you still refuse, I'll find your family. If anything unpleasant happens then, don't regret it."

Feng Wutong's anger surged. Her eyes turned red as she stared fixedly at Dai Yao, tears welling in them. Her lips trembled, but she could not say a single word.

Before power, she had no room to resist.

Losing her qualification to study at the academy was even more serious than losing the Simulated Cultivation Environment. Dai Yao had struck directly at the root.

And Dai Yao's second threat frightened her even more. He had not acted against her directly, but had threatened her with her family.

Between herself and her family, it was truly difficult to choose.

If she lost the Cultivation Ground, she would die. If she refused to sell the Cultivation Ground, her family would die.

If she chose herself and lost her family, she would live the rest of her life in pain. But if she chose her family and gave up on herself, she was unwilling to accept that too.

She smiled bleakly. Looking at Dai Yao, who was still so young, she sighed inwardly that nobles really were nobles—their minds were always this vicious.

But when she thought of Dai Yao's age, inspiration suddenly flashed through her mind.

Dai Yao was a head shorter than her and several years younger. She herself was only nine this year, so didn't that mean Dai Yao had only just awakened his martial soul? Even if he was extraordinarily talented, at most he had only just obtained his Spirit Ring.

Thinking this, she came up with a plan.

She said to Dai Yao, "Since we're both Soul Masters, let's settle this the Soul Master way. If you can defeat me, I'll give you the Simulated Environment. How about it?"

Hearing that there would be a fight, Dai Yao gradually grew excited. Ever since becoming a Soul Master, aside from that one time he had fought Dai Mubai, he had never crossed hands with any other Soul Masters.

Now that someone had delivered herself to his door, he could not have asked for more.

He also wanted to know just how strong he was.

Among ordinary Soul Masters, Dai Mubai was among the very top. His victory over Dai Mubai had involved a great deal of luck. A commoner Soul Master like Feng Wutong was the normal standard for Soul Masters.

Since the other party had already proposed deciding the ownership of the Simulated Environment by the Soul Master way, if he kept pressing aggressively, he would instead be looked down upon.

Although Zhu Zhuqing had not said anything when Dai Yao threatened Feng Wutong, he had clearly sensed her distaste.

"What, are you scared?"

Feng Wutong's tone rose as she tried to provoke Dai Yao.

Dai Yao smiled lightly and replied, "In that case, let's do it."

Zhang Xiaofan came to Dai Yao's side and advised him quietly with worry, "Fourth Prince, Feng Wutong is a rank thirteen Soul Master. Your Highness has only just obtained your First Spirit Ring. I'm afraid you may not be her match. You can still change your mind now."

Zhang Xiaofan knew the gap between Soul Masters, so he was very worried that if Dai Yao failed, he would blame him for it.

"Don't worry. If I lose, it will only be because my skills are lacking. It has nothing to do with you."

Dai Yao comforted Zhang Xiaofan.

The two arrived at the edge of the pond. This was a fairly large open space, just right as a place for a duel between Soul Masters.

Once she entered the state for a duel, Feng Wutong completely lost the aggrieved expression she had worn earlier. Her fiery-red long hair fluttered, and she was confident and bold. "Come on. I've been wanting to see the Star Luo Imperial Family's White Tiger Spirit!"

Crossing hands with the strong was something every Soul Master dreamed of.

She had once seen the White Tiger Spirit in the academy's Soul Master duels, but the princes were noble in status and lofty in position, and their Soul Power Levels were also high, so she had never had the chance to fight them.

Therefore, to her, fighting Dai Yao was also an opportunity to improve herself.

"Martial Soul Possession!"

As soon as she spoke, an orange-yellow flame rose from within Feng Wutong's body. Her long hair began to burn, and her entire body rose into the air. She spread her hands, which turned into wings, and red feathers grew from them.

A faint layer of down also covered her beautiful cheeks. She circled in the air, a pale yellow Spirit Ring surrounding her, and said with fighting spirit, "Feng Wutong, martial soul Blazing Firebird, rank thirteen Battle Soul Master. Please guide me!"

Like Ma Hongjun, her family's inherited spirit was also the Turkey Spirit. Her Mutated Spirit was not as powerful as Ma Hongjun's, only a martial soul slightly above average.

Zhu Zhuqing knew that Dai Yao had once defeated Dai Mubai, whose Soul Power was as high as rank seventeen. Now that he was dealing with a commoner Soul Master with an ordinary martial soul, there was naturally no need to worry.

When Dai Yao defeated Dai Mubai, she had not been present. Because of that, she was actually somewhat looking forward to the duel that was about to follow.

Facing Feng Wutong, whose Soul Power surpassed his own, Dai Yao was not afraid in the slightest.

"Martial Soul Possession!"

A white light emanated from Dai Yao's body.

A powerful current of air surged up abruptly, and Feng Wutong and Zhang Xiaofan felt an invisible pressure settle over them.

"So this is the White Tiger Spirit? What a powerful sense of oppression." Feng Wutong murmured to herself, "So what if his Spirit is strong? For the sake of the Simulated Environment, I have to defeat him."

Zhang Xiaofan fared even worse. His Spirit was restrained by Dai Yao's, and he staggered back two steps, terror on his face.

When the white light faded, Dai Yao's figure appeared.

"Dai Yao, White Tiger Spirit, rank eleven Battle Soul Master. Please instruct me." He cupped his hands and returned Feng Wutong's salute.

He had only used the Spirit's first form, the ordinary White Tiger Spirit, and had not used the Sacred White Tiger Spirit form. He felt that dealing with Feng Wutong did not yet require the second form.

Hearing Dai Yao's Soul Power Level, Feng Wutong was secretly delighted. A two-rank gap in soul power was a huge advantage. As long as she made good use of those two ranks of soul power, victory was certain.

Only the deep yellow Spirit Ring circling Dai Yao made her feel faintly uneasy.

For a Commoner Soul Master like her, even having a hundred-year Spirit Ring as a First Spirit Ring was rare. Her own First Spirit Ring had only just exceeded a hundred years, while Dai Yao's deep yellow Spirit Ring had probably already reached the limit for a First Spirit Ring.

As expected of a noble. With someone helping him, he can easily obtain a Spirit Ring close to the age limit. Feng Wutong thought resentfully. Her First Spirit Ring, barely over a hundred years old, had already taken every bit of effort she had, yet a noble like Dai Yao could obtain a high-quality Spirit Ring without lifting a finger.

How unfair.

Only, she did not know what sort of suffering Dai Yao had endured for the sake of his First Spirit Ring.