Blade Drawing Tournament (10)

Tsk tsk! It seems that the handsome old man Nong Zhu has quite a reputation among those at the Spirit Transformation stage. Yue Qianchou looked thoughtfully at the reactions of the others.

Man Hu's gaze flickered as he looked at Yue Qianchou. To have Nong Zhu's disciple so obedient was probably no simple matter. After a moment's thought, he took out another Storage Bag from his Storage Bag and handed it to Yue Qianchou, saying, "My junior brother acted rashly and damaged the competition venue. Here are ten million high-grade Spirit Stones as compensation. Hopefully, this will allow us to participate in this Blade Drawing Tournament!"

Yue Qianchou took the Storage Bag and used his Divine Sense to roughly estimate the amount; it seemed correct. However, he was in a dilemma. If he allowed them to participate, the various factions might object and prevent them from participating! He didn't want to return the ten million high-grade Spirit Stones he had already acquired. Sigh! It was truly a dilemma!

Just as he was hesitating, the woman in Ziyi suddenly said, "You have to pay ten million high-grade Spirit Stones to participate. If you don't have Spirit Stone, get out." Her words were very blunt, mercenary, and direct!

Upon hearing this, Yue Qianchou was so shocked he almost couldn't close his mouth, but inwardly he was overjoyed. When did this simple-minded girl become so clever? Her cooperation was perfect. Actually, this was all his own doing; he had managed to educate this naive woman, who had never seen the world, to be obsessed with money. He wondered what Nong Zhu's reaction would be when she found out.

The various factions exchanged bewildered glances. The intimidating power of Ziyi's earlier attack still lingered, and for the time being, no one dared to object. Man Hu hesitated for a moment, then actually pulled a bag of Spirit Stone from his Storage Bag and handed it over. Ziyi took it, carefully checked the amount, nodded to Yue Qianchou, and gave it to him.

In front of everyone, Yue Qianchou awkwardly put the Spirit Stone into his storage, and said to Ziyi with an embarrassed smile, "Since you say it's okay, then let's continue the Blade Drawing Tournament!" He glanced at everyone with a hint of guilt as he spoke.

The Four Great Families were speechless. A simple lie, and another ten million in income? Making money was far too easy. But naturally, the Four Great Families wouldn't expose him, and they all slipped away.

Ou Sihai from Fu Xian Island shook his head and sighed as he looked at Yue Qianchou. What a fine disciple he used to be on Fu Xian Island! How did he become like this? It seems that being a Rogue Cultivator in the Cultivation World is truly difficult. Perhaps he's terrified of poverty; not only is he squandering even such a precious treasure, but he's also practically reached the point where he can't resist money. "Sigh! "Ou Sihai sighed, "Go back, everyone!" The dozen or so people from Fu Xian Island quickly returned to their positions.

With Fu Xian Island the lead, the other factions had no choice but to retreat reluctantly, and the arena immediately became empty again.

"Yue Qianchou, we just paid the Spirit Stone but haven't even started yet, how do we settle this?" Chou Wuyuan, as he and Dongfang Changao hadn't even left the arena yet.

"Let's start over, let's start over. I, Yue Qianchou, have always been fair in my dealings. Seniors, please restart the timer." Yue Qianchou quickly gave Wu Licheng a ready gesture, then turned back to Yan Zhuixing and the others with a smile, "Brother Yan, please do as you please. After the two seniors finish this round, you can send one of your people up."

Another 20 million came in. Yue Qianchou didn't say a word, turned around and ran back to the stage, the two women followed. Yan Zhuixing's gaze lingered on Wu Lixue's back for a moment with complicated emotions, then turned around and led the seven people to stand at the entrance.

The entrance was already crowded with Rogue Cultivator, all staring at the group with disgust. Yan Zhuixing and Man Hu ignored them, but Man Hu's junior brothers were furious. With their late Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivation, they had no seats here. If it were before, when they were arrogant, that would be one thing, but now, having suffered a loss at Ziyi's hands, it seemed like they'd been forced to come here. These were all late Tribulation Transcendence stage experts, and swallowing this insult was incredibly difficult.

Immediately, someone transmitted a message to Man Hu: "Senior Brother, Nong Zhu is only at the mid-stage of the mid Spirit Transformation stage realm, while our master is at the late Spirit Transformation stage. Besides, this woman is only skilled in Movement Method. If it really comes down to a fight, we might not be her match. Senior Brother, we came out here to embarrass the Huaxia Cultivation World. Why are you being so polite to her, which only makes us fellow disciples lose face?"

Man Hu glanced back at the tall, thin man behind him and transmitted his voice, "Second Brother, it's not that I'm afraid of her. Her master, Nong Zhu, is a good friend of Bi Changchun. In the entire Cultivation World, only Nong Zhu hasn't sworn a poisonous oath, and among the Spirit Transformation stage experts, only Nong Zhu can enter the Huaxia Cultivation World at any time to interfere with us. My master once told me that Nong Zhu is used to being lazy and doesn't like to cause trouble. Moreover, with the face of other Spirit Transformation stage experts, he won't act rashly. My master told us to be as tolerant as possible if we encounter him, and not to give him an excuse to attack. Otherwise, no matter how many of us there are, we are no match for him. This Ziyi is his disciple. If we injure his disciple, he might have a reason to attack."

"That's easy. Master will take care of that Nong Zhu- wielding fellow himself, and that will be the end of it," the tall, thin man said dismissively.

"You should know that even the two masters combined are no match for Bi Changchun." With just these words from Man Hu, the tall, thin man immediately fell silent.

Although a large hole had been made in the middle of the field, it didn't seem to affect the participants. Yue Qianchou was quite at ease; with his two knives stuck there, he wasn't worried that someone might steal them after the accident.

As soon as the timer started, Dongfang Changao and Chou Wuyuan their Gang Qi. Instantly, everyone temporarily forgot what had just happened and focused all their attention on the two. Yue Qianchou raised an eyebrow, and with their minds in sync, the two swords began to unleash their power even before the two had gotten close.

"Buzz..." The twin blades seemed to sense someone harboring ill intentions towards them, and emitted two more ringing sounds. Dongfang Changao and Chou Wuyuan, who were relatively close, immediately felt the piercing chill again, followed by the chilling aura of death, heavy and oppressive, irresistible and inescapable. The two were greatly surprised, only then realizing that their protective Gang Qi was actually unable to withstand it.

Yan Zhuixing, standing at the main entrance, was watching the arena. Just as his twin blades clashed, his pupils suddenly contracted, his eyes turning blood red in an instant before disappearing again. Everyone's attention was focused on the arena, and no one noticed the unusual change in his eyes.

Yan Zhuixing inadvertently discovered that the two swords were emitting faint, ethereal shadows, spreading like smoke and enveloping an area of nearly ten meters in radius, lingering there, perfectly encompassing Dongfang Changao and Chou Wuyuan. What surprised him most was that he seemed to sense an endless aura of death hidden within those smoky shadows, even with just his eyes. Although he hadn't yet formally cultivated the great techniques of the Demon Codex after forming his Demonic Body, his demonic eyes had already begun to take shape along with the formation of his Demonic Body.

The smoky phantom seemed to be a nemesis to his demonic eye, its appearance immediately triggering it to manifest uncontrollably, only to be forcibly suppressed by him. Yan Zhuixing didn't understand why this was happening, his eyes narrowing slightly...

Dongfang Changao and Chou Wuyuan not hesitate, otherwise, they would have given away another ten million to Yue Qianchou. They exchanged a glance, and almost simultaneously suppressed their spherical protective Gang Qi, making them appear as if they were wearing a glowing coat. They flashed to the broadsword, biting their tongues to resist the stunning sensation that was assaulting their nerves. Their five claws, shrouded in Gang Qi, reached out and gripped the hilt.

The people from Fu Xian Island and Myriad Demon Palace couldn't sit still any longer. They all stood up, their expressions filled with excitement, hoping that the two would succeed in one fell swoop.

The two men actually tried to pull the knife away quickly. Yue Qianchou naturally wouldn't let them have their way; otherwise, if the knife was gone, who would he ask for the fee? Besides, once the knife was taken, the distance would be too far for him to control, and he would immediately be exposed. He feared the person who got the knife would be instantly killed by the suddenly appearing black fire. If his fraudulent scheme was exposed then, he would really be unable to show his face in public.

The instant the two reached out with their claws, a thick cloud of black mist suddenly billowed from the blade. Their protective Gang Qi immediately hissed and crackled, nearly breaking through them. The two were shocked; they immediately recognized the black Gang Qi as identical to the Black Fiend that had corroded Luo Qingtian's arm. If it touched them, the consequences would be dire! Terrified, they retreated swiftly.

The black mist curled and spread through the air, and the two swords returned to their calm state, yet everyone's gaze remained fixed on them, unable to look away. Many people from Fu Xian Island and Myriad Demon Palace sighed with regret; they had almost succeeded, but it had all fallen short—a truly regrettable situation.

"Senior Brother, this knife can actually attack people on its own. This... even an ordinary spiritual treasure couldn't do this! Could this knife be a high-grade spiritual treasure?" the tall, thin man behind Man Hu exclaimed in shock.

"Very likely! Wasn't it said that this item came from the Eastern Pole Sacred Land?" Man Hu said solemnly, and his fellow disciples immediately became excited. A few cold snorts came from behind, but the disciples just glanced back coldly and said nothing.

Their master was a late Spirit Transformation stage and possessed several spiritual treasures, including a mid-grade one. The fellow disciples had seen it before, but they had never seen a spiritual treasure that could attack automatically. They naturally categorized it as a high-grade spiritual treasure.

"Unbelievable! Senior Brother, we must find a way to retrieve this treasure and present it to Master!" said the seventh Seventh Brother, who had been beaten by Ziyi earlier, excitedly.

"This knife is strange." Yan Zhuixing turned around and pointed to his eyes. The others understood that he had already developed a rudimentary demonic eye, allowing him to see things that others couldn't. However, Yan Zhuixing's cultivation level was not yet high enough to transmit his voice, so it was inconvenient for them to ask him for details.

Man Hu nodded solemnly and said, "A spiritual treasure naturally has its extraordinary aspects; otherwise, it wouldn't be called a spiritual treasure." He then asked his fellow disciples, "It seems they won't be able to obtain this treasure. It'll soon be our turn to send someone. Who will go?"

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