Hundred Year Spiritual Milk

Lu Yi picked up the stone plaque floating before him and glanced at it: 9-5

Wang Wulian looked at Lu Yi somewhat nervously. "Junior Brother Lu Yi, which arena are you at?"

Lu Yi smiled. "Arena 9."

Wang Wulian grinned, then immediately broke into a smile. "I'm at 10. If I'm lucky enough, maybe I can make it into the top ten?"

Lu Yi: "..."

Senior Brother Wang was quite optimistic.

Lu Yi did not discourage him and nodded with a smile. "I think Senior Brother Wang's strength definitely won't be a problem."

Wang Wulian chuckled merrily.

Arena 9 and Arena 10 were right next to each other, so the two headed to the arenas together.

Just then, Lu Yi felt a sharp gaze. He turned his head and found Mo Lingxi staring coldly at him.

Lu Yi was taken aback. He had not expected Mo Lingxi to be at this arena too. That guy's gaze felt like it was about to cut him to pieces.

The others also noticed Mo Lingxi's attitude and all wore expressions of spectators eagerly watching the drama unfold.

The Outer Sect Disciples who had made it this far naturally were not weak. They knew a little about Mo Lingxi, the gatekeeper of the top ten.

Now that he had run into Lu Yi, a dark horse who had risen abruptly, would these two not beat each other's brains out?

They were so entertained that they practically wanted to start cracking sunflower seeds.

Just then, a gentle voice rang out. "Junior Brother Lu, I didn't expect you to be here as well?"

Lu Yi turned around and saw an ordinary-looking youth with determined eyes walking toward him with a cheerful smile.

Qi Refining Tenth Layer.

"Is that Senior Brother Jiang Fan?"

"I didn't expect Senior Brother Jiang Fan to be at these arenas too. I'm finished. There's definitely no place for me in the top ten now."

"Brother... don't just drink. At least eat some food."

"If you had even one peanut, you wouldn't be drunk to this extent."

"Junior Brother Lu Yi and Senior Brother Jiang Fan—who do you think is stronger?"

"I favor Senior Brother Jiang Fan more. He's a genius too, and he should be able to contend for first place, right?"

"I favor Senior Brother Jiang Fan too. If Junior Brother Lu Yi had the same cultivation as Senior Brother Jiang Fan, I'd think Junior Brother Lu Yi was stronger. But Junior Brother Lu Yi is at too much of a disadvantage in cultivation."

Quite a few people nodded.

Lu Yi smiled and nodded. "Senior Brother Jiang Fan."

Jiang Fan smiled and asked, "Are you at 9 or 10?"

Lu Yi smiled. "9."

Jiang Fan smiled. "Then that's a pity. I'm at 10. I had originally thought I could fight you sooner. I heard you've already broken through to the Qi Refining Seventh Layer."

Lu Yi paused, then smiled. "When it comes time for the top ten ranking battles, this junior will seek Senior Brother's guidance."

Jiang Fan paused, then gave Lu Yi a deep look. "Junior Brother Lu Yi is very confident. Then this senior brother will have to look forward to it."

With that, Jiang Fan smiled at Lu Yi and turned to leave.

Lu Yi watched Jiang Fan's departing back, feeling somewhat strange. His perception was now very strong, and Jiang Fan's strength was quite formidable. He had even given Lu Yi the faintest sense of danger.

One had to know that Lu Yi had mastered level 8 spells. His strength far exceeded that of an ordinary Qi Refining Tenth Layer cultivator. Did that not mean Senior Brother Jiang Fan was also much stronger than an ordinary Qi Refining Tenth Layer cultivator?

As expected of someone with Fan in his name—he really was no simple person.

Lu Yi grumbled inwardly, then silently said to himself, I want to defeat Senior Brother Jiang Fan.

Mission

Defeat Jiang Fan (Progress: 0/1)

Reward: 1 drop of Hundred Year Spiritual Milk

Accept: Yes/No

"????"

Lu Yi's expression froze when he saw the reward.

Good heavens, Hundred Year Spiritual Milk?! There was even Spiritual Milk as a reward?

This was a cultivation treasure even more precious than pills and Spirit Stones. Spiritual Milk was extremely easy to absorb, had no side effects whatsoever, could nourish the body, and could even increase one's affinity with Spiritual Qi to a certain degree. In other words, it directly improved one's cultivation talent!

Though Lu Yi's cultivation speed was quite fast, that was mainly because his cultivation technique level was high, coupled with an unending supply of Perfect Qi Condensation Pills every day. His innate cultivation talent itself could only be considered above average. If he had Hundred Year Spiritual Milk, his cultivation talent would definitely improve considerably. Wouldn't his cultivation speed become even faster then?!

Though Hundred Year Spiritual Milk was certainly far less effective than Thousand Year or Ten Thousand Year varieties, it was still Spiritual Milk.

Most importantly, this was a sparring reward that could be farmed repeatedly!

Hmm... it seemed he should treat Senior Brother Jiang Fan a little better. He could look for him to spar more often in the future.

No need for too much—three or five dozen times a day would do. Three or five dozen drops of Hundred Year Spiritual Milk a day... wouldn't his cultivation talent improve rapidly?

Lu Yi suddenly felt that Senior Brother Jiang Fan's ordinary face had become so handsome and dashing.

Just as Lu Yi was rejoicing inwardly, he once again felt Mo Lingxi's icy gaze. He came back to his senses and silently said to himself, I want to defeat Senior Brother Mo Lingxi.

Mission

Defeat Mo Lingxi (Progress: 0/1)

Reward: 20 Top Grade Qi Condensation Pills / 2 Perfect Qi Condensation Pills

Accept: Yes/No

"Tsk..." Lu Yi was disappointed. Senior Brother Mo Lingxi was so weak...

"What is it, Junior Brother Lu?" When Wang Wulian heard that Jiang Fan was in his arena, he had gone completely blank. Only after hearing Lu Yi click his tongue did he come back to his senses and look at Lu Yi.

Lu Yi smiled at Wang Wulian. "Nothing. It seems Senior Brother Wang will be ended by Senior Brother Jiang Fan as well."

Wang Wulian's expression stiffened. "...Junior Brother Lu, stop talking. I want some peace and quiet."

"Hahaha!"

As the two spoke, Dugu Fang said, "The matches now begin."

Once Dugu Fang finished speaking, the stewards on the arenas began calling numbers.

"Number 1, get on the arena!"

The disciples who had entered the ranking matches were far stronger than those in yesterday's preliminaries. The lowest cultivation among them was Qi Refining Eighth Layer, and even those had only made it through because they were lucky enough not to encounter powerful opponents.

For anyone below the Qi Refining Eighth Layer, no amount of luck would help. It was impossible for an entire arena not to have even one Qi Refining Eighth Layer cultivator, wasn't it?

So even with the best luck, one still needed a certain level of strength to support it.

The battles among the disciples who took the stage were exceedingly exciting. They had basically all cultivated at least one spell to the Mastery Realm.

Lu Yi watched with great interest as well. Unlike yesterday, when he had nearly fallen asleep from watching—it had simply been torture.

The matches proceeded in turn, and soon Number 5 was called.

Lu Yi was Number 5. He rose into the air and landed lightly on the arena.

Opposite Lu Yi stood a delicate-looking young woman with black hair cascading like a waterfall.

Qi Refining Ninth Layer.

When the young woman saw Lu Yi, the corners of her lips lifted slightly into a shy smile. "Greetings, Junior Brother Lu. This senior sister is Gu Mingxi."

Lu Yi smiled faintly. "Greetings, Senior Sister Gu."

"Junior Brother's talent in swordsmanship is truly remarkable. This senior sister admires you greatly." Gu Mingxi did not immediately begin fighting, instead speaking with a smile.

Lu Yi was a little bewildered. Had they not come up here to compete? How had it turned into casual conversation?

Lu Yi's lips twitched. "Senior Sister flatters me."

At the same time, he silently said to himself, Defeat Senior Sister Gu Mingxi.

Mission

Defeat Gu Mingxi (Progress: 0/1)

Reward: 10 Top Grade Qi Condensation Pills / 1 Perfect Qi Condensation Pill

Hmm... this senior sister was a little weak.

But Lu Yi did not mind. No matter how small a mosquito's leg was, it was still meat.

Before Gu Mingxi even made a move, her pretty face reddened slightly as she said, "Junior Brother Lu... if you have time, could you spar with this senior sister more often?"

Lu Yi: "???"

This Senior Sister Gu... seemed a little off.

Thanks to the big boss Wanwan Buxiang Taiduo for the 100 reward~