Outrageous—The Witch Race Digging Up Buzhou Mountain Is Like Poking Their Father's Spine!

The arenas were paved with fragments of Buzhou Mountain, their surfaces carved with Dao Pattern Totems. Twelve Coiled Dragon Stone Pillars stood around them, Solar True Fire burning atop each pillar.

The eight arenas were Floating Islands, each augmented with formations of varying strength.

Each formed an independent space; even when Quasi-Sage mighty figures clashed, they could not shatter them.

They even possessed self-repair capabilities, so there was no need to worry about the Floating Island arenas being damaged.

The Floating Island arenas stood beneath the skies of the Human Race according to the positions of the Eight Trigrams.

Baize raised an eyebrow and stared solemnly at Hou Yi as he asked in a low voice.

"Buzhou Mountain is Demon Court territory. Where did you get fragments of Buzhou Mountain?"

Hou Yi's old face instantly reddened. He coughed twice and hurriedly said, "Our eldest Ancestral Witch is skilled in the Dao of Space. He had originally been planning to hollow out Buzhou Mountain."

"Anyway, you wouldn't be able to detect Big Brother's traces. Bit by bit, it would have been enough to make the Demon Court lose its foundation and leave it teetering on the brink."

"But now that there are Floating Island arenas, Big Brother definitely won't dig up Buzhou Mountain anymore."

As Hou Yi's words fell, Baize's forehead filled with black lines.

The dignified leader of the Ancestral Witches, the big brother of the Twelve Ancestral Witches—

He actually did something so shameless?

"Doesn't your Witch Race pride itself on being the descendants of Great God Pangu and revere Pangu as your Father God?"

"Buzhou Mountain was formed from Great God Pangu's spine. How could you commit such an unfilial act?"

Hou Yi still replied shamelessly, "Isn't it perfectly normal for a son to poke his father's spine?"

Even Baize's steady temperament could no longer endure it.

"Normal my ass..."

Just as the two were about to get heated again, Li Yuan swiftly appeared and asked in confusion, "Why are the two seniors arguing again?"

Baize gave a cold snort. His expression softened slightly as he said with disappointment, "Great God Pangu has an unfilial son."

Li Yuan was somewhat baffled, so he simply stopped paying attention and changed the subject.

"Speaking of which, the Eight Great Arenas established by Senior Baize have truly been a tremendous help."

Baize waved his hand casually and said with a smile, "I learned this Eight Trigrams Formation from Fellow Daoist Fuxi as well. My use of it is still rather rudimentary, so I hope you won't find it lacking, little friend."

Li Yuan said cheerfully, "How could I possibly find it lacking? My master will come shortly to oversee the Eight Great Arenas."

"At that time, he will establish the arena rules."

BOOM—!!!

The moment his words fell, Laozi descended upon the Human Race in an instant, radiating Sage might.

Countless living beings, regardless of their realm or cultivation, respectfully bowed.

"Greetings, Sage!"

Laozi gave a slight nod, swept his gaze over the Eight Great Arenas, and immediately said, "The Wu-Demon conflict in the Primordial World has raged without end. Thus, my disciple has established Eight Great Arenas. This Daoist and my two junior brothers will rotate every thousand years to guard them."

"Any Witch, demon, or human may take the stage to compete. It shall be absolutely fair, impartial, and open."

"Besides the Eight Great Arenas, Eight Great Hundred-Person Rankings shall also be established. Rankings will be determined by consecutive victories. The rankings will be locked once every thousand years, and the top ten shall receive rewards."

"Perhaps pills refined by This Daoist, magic treasures refined by Yuanshi, formation discs refined by Tongtian, or other heavenly materials and earthly treasures."

The moment these words came out, the Witches and demons who had followed Baize and Hou Yi here were all fired up.

They could openly and honorably beat up the other side without risking their lives—and if they fought well, they could even receive rewards.

In the past, this was something they would not have dared even dream of.

When the Wu-Demon sides fought in earnest, the slightest carelessness meant one's Dao dissipating and body perishing.

As for rewards, aside from beings above Demon Gods, what chance did the remaining cannon fodder have of receiving any?

Baize was exceedingly intelligent and saw the key at a glance.

As long as the order of these Eight Great Arenas was not broken, the Wu-Demon sides would never again have a day when they went to war.

He inwardly let out a sigh of relief. It was best if the Wu-Demon sides could not fight.

Baize had long seen that the Wu-Demon sides were evenly matched.

Other than both sides suffering grievous losses and ending up much like the ancient Three Races, there was virtually no good solution.

The emergence of the Eight Great Arenas had now directly changed the Primordial World's originally turbulent situation.

The establishment of the Eight Great Rankings in particular was simply exquisite to the extreme.

"No matter what, I must go back and persuade His Majesty."

Hou Yi's eyes instantly lit up, and he shouted excitedly.

"We can openly beat up Demon Gods, and get rewards if we win? Something this good?"

Baize rose to his feet and gave a cold snort, saying calmly, "It seems Fellow Daoist is quite confident in yourself. Do you really think the Demon Gods of our Demon Court are all vegetarians?"

Hou Yi scratched his head in utter confusion and asked, "When did I say your Demon Gods were vegetarians?"

Baize parted his lips slightly. After pondering for a moment, he ultimately shook his head, turned, and left.

"Many thanks to you, little friend, for establishing the Eight Great Arenas. The Demon Court will certainly participate when the time comes."

"I'll return at once to persuade His Majesty. The Eight Great Arenas will have the Demon Court's full support."

Li Yuan's face was wreathed in a delighted smile as he cupped his hands in reply.

"I'll have to trouble Senior to make another trip."

Hou Yi immediately leaned closer as well.

"Brother, when the time comes, those rankings will definitely all be filled with names from our Witch Race."

Li Yuan had no intention of dampening the other man's spirit and said with a smile, "Certainly, certainly. I believe Senior will surely claim the top spot."

With that, both the Wu and Demon sides returned to their respective places, intending to persuade Dijun and Dijiang.

At the same time, Li Yuan swiftly went to find Laozi.

Laozi's eyelids drooped slightly, his expression tranquil, as he happened to glance at the Diary.

The Eight Great Arenas plan has already begun to unfold. When the time comes, it will definitely draw countless living beings to watch. Admission fees—there must be admission fees. Sell tickets.

Earth Immortal, Celestial Immortal, True Immortal... all the way up to Quasi-Sage; the admission fees charged will all differ.

Below Golden Immortal, Spirit Stones will serve as the threshold for each viewing. Above Golden Immortal, magical treasures and heavenly materials and earthly treasures will directly be exchanged for a lifetime membership system.

Laozi furrowed his brows deeply as he examined the contents of the Diary from top to bottom.

"What exactly is this wretch trying to do? Make money?"

Just then, Li Yuan arrived and said with a smile, "Master, reporting to Master, this disciple has a method that can allow the Three Teachings to profit from it."

"Go on, let your master hear it."

"Once our Eight Great Arenas begin their battles, they will surely attract a great number of living beings. Below Golden Immortal, admission fees will be charged per viewing; above Golden Immortal, a lifetime membership system will be introduced."

"For example, one hundred Spirit Stones for an Earth Immortal, one thousand for a Celestial Immortal, three thousand for a True Immortal, and five thousand for a Mystic Immortal."

"For a Golden Immortal, one low-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure; for a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, three low-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures; for a Great Luo, one mid-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure; for a Quasi-Sage, three mid-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures or one high-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure."

"Equivalent heavenly materials and earthly treasures will also do. Only with investment can there be returns. Observing battles between those of the same realm will benefit them as well. Such is the law of heaven and earth. What does Master think?"

Laozi nodded faintly, a smile on his face as he said softly, "Very good. You have successfully persuaded your master. Go and make the arrangements yourself."

Li Yuan did not leave, continuing with a cheerful smile, "Master, I also ask Third Martial Uncle to set up an array. Those who have paid may enter it, while those who have not paid must not be able to observe the battles."

"Heh, you've thought things through quite thoroughly, boy. Very well, as you wish."

"Thank you, Master!"

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