Demon Venerable Tournament

A Divine Lü Bu card was ultimately sold for 3 Low-Grade Spirit Stones and collected by a wealthy Rogue Cultivator.

He also became the first person to enter the game with his own general card, slaughtering his way across the table and making the other Rogue Cultivators green with envy.

Thus, on the second, third, and fourth days, Yang Shi sold Divine Zhang Liao, Divine Guan Yu, and Divine Cao Cao at the same price as well.

12 spirit stones in hand.

He directly secured the Moonlight Mirror.

Outside, Yang Genshuo was delighted while gripping his restless hand.

"Oh no, my hand! What's going on? I can't stop myself from leaving a bad review for Immortal Cultivation Family Simulator!"

Yang Genshuo truly had not expected Yang Shi to have such a trick up his sleeve.

Hoard the divine cards, sell them at high prices.

As long as one's thinking did not slide downhill, there were always more solutions than difficulties.

Yang Shi stroked the small mirror. A faint glow flickered across its surface, and a ring of pale violet patterns encircled it. Only half the patterns were lit; the other half remained dim and lusterless.

"This is the storage progress. Once it absorbs enough spiritual energy and all the patterns light up, it can unleash one attack."

"Xiao Bai, see if you can control it."

Jiang Xiaobai took it in her hand and sensed the abundant spiritual energy within. With the slightest nudge from her, it could shoot forth as she wished.

"Brother, I can!"

"Good. Our Yang Family has another trump card. Keep this on you for now, to protect yourself."

Yang Shi had no spiritual energy and could not activate it, so only Jiang Xiaobai could wield it.

Over the following days, Yang Genshuo continued selling one divine card per day, maintaining the hunger-marketing strategy.

Among them, Divine Zhuge was driven up to 5 Low-Grade Spirit Stones because too many people competed for it!

All twelve divine general cards sold out, earning 38 Low-Grade Spirit Stones in total. After deducting the 12 spent on the Moonlight Mirror, they still had 26 left.

Yang Shi considered buying something from the Rogue Cultivators present with those spirit stones, but it was not yet trading time. Most Rogue Cultivators cautiously kept their possessions hidden, each maintaining secrecy.

"This won't do. I can't spend my spirit stones."

"I need to find a way to make them bring out their good things."

Seeing the current situation, Yang Genshuo began brewing a bold idea in his mind.

"If it works, then... the balance of offense and defense will be reversed."

As the day the market opened drew nearer, more and more Rogue Cultivators and martial artists came to settle in Bluestone County.

The twelve sets of Three Kingdoms Kill and the limited indoor space could no longer satisfy the Rogue Cultivator masses' ever-growing need for entertainment.

At this moment, the Werewolf cards, which had initially been rather niche, played an important role!

To make it easier for everyone to understand, Yang Shi made several adjustments closer to their lives.

Werewolves? Never heard of them. Change them to "Demonic Dao practitioners," and it became instantly plain and easy to understand!

Gods? Never heard of them. Then change them to "righteous immortals."

"Villagers" became "immortal sect disciples."

Seer → Divine Insight Daoist.

Witch → Elder of the Medicine Sect.

Hunter → Sword God.

Guard → Dao Protector.

Yang Shi even directly renamed the game—Demonic Dao Kill.

Righteous immortals and immortal sect disciples joined forces to encircle and suppress Demonic Dao practitioners.

This time, even those Rogue Cultivators and several disciples from the Blackstone Sect understood it at once.

A huge stone table was set up on the street. Bai Heyu of the Blackstone Sect had used immortal arts to move it down from the mountain, then swept it with several Sword-Finger Arts, turning the stone smooth and square.

Bai Heyu was no longer pretending. He laid all his cards on the table.

"I am a disciple of the Blackstone Sect, a Qi Refining Stage cultivator!"

He was a hardcore Demonic Dao Kill player. Though he often made foolish plays like voting out his teammates, helping the demon side take the blade, and discussing matters outside the game, he still played with tireless delight every day.

In his words: "No game tempers one's Dao heart more than this. I feel that, through lie after lie, I am gradually approaching the hearts of Demonic Dao practitioners."

Moreover, as everyone's skill continued to improve, Demonic Dao Kill became more and more entertaining to watch!

People formed three rings inside and three rings outside around the table, watching the twelve people within battle wits and courage. What a joyous sight!

"Silencing Art!"

With a single spell, Bai Heyu sealed off the stone table and the twelve people present. They could not hear what those outside were saying, but their own voices carried outside with exceptional clarity, leaving the spectators thoroughly thrilled.

Inside, the twelve dueled with lips like spears and tongues like swords. Some were clear and logical, some muddied the waters to fish for profit, and Bai Heyu even slapped the table and spoke right in people's faces. Those outside found it immensely entertaining, commenting from time to time, reveling in the fun.

After receiving word from the ancestor, Yang Shi called out:

"Now that so many people enjoy Demonic Dao Kill, and everyone possesses extraordinary skills, why not hold a tournament and let all of you decide who stands above the rest?"

Everyone turned their gazes toward Yang Shi.

"When facing the encirclement of righteous immortals and disciples, Demonic Dao practitioners often need greater courage and more meticulous logic to ensure they kill their enemies. Therefore, I name this tournament—the Demon Venerable Tournament!"

"My friends, who is the strongest Demon Venerable?"

As soon as Yang Shi finished speaking, Bai Heyu clapped vigorously!

"Good! Good! Good! Brother Yang Shi's idea is wonderful! Since this is a tournament, I will add a little something to the Demon Venerable Tournament."

His Storage Ring flashed, and an azure longsword appeared in his hand. Water spiritual energy covered its blade; with the slightest flourish, dreamlike sword shadows filled the air.

"This sword is called Flowing Water. When swung, it produces watery mist and phantasmal shadows that can confuse opponents. It is a Middle-Grade Dharma Artifact I used during the Embryonic Breath Stage. Whoever wins the championship may claim this sword!"

Wow!!!

The Rogue Cultivators erupted in an uproar.

"As expected of a Qi Refining Stage disciple of the Blackstone Sect. The moment he makes a move, he brings out such a treasure."

"Forget the Embryonic Breath Stage—even if I used this middle-grade dharma artifact sword all the way into the Qi Refining Realm, there would be no problem at all."

"He simply brings out such a treasure and gives it away. That can only be called deep pockets and grand generosity."

"Senior Bai is magnificent!"

Amid the chorus of praise, Bai Heyu was floating on air. He pressed down with his hand. "What we cultivators seek is an unblocked Dao heart. This game is fated with me, so naturally I should sponsor it a little."

"Also, fellow Daoists, if you wish to win my Flowing Water Sword, you had better work hard."

"Because... this Demon Venerable title is mine for the taking!"

Yang Shi had not expected Bai Heyu to get so fired up that he would directly bring out such a fine item. Even he could not resist wanting to enter the tournament himself.

The tablet Yang Genshuo had sent over contained a great number of high-level Werewolf match videos. Yang Shi watched them whenever he was bored, and his understanding of this tabletop game far surpassed these cultivators who had only been playing for half a month.

But it would not look good if he entered himself. He could teach Jiang Xiaobai later and have her join the battle.

At this moment, Yang Shi struck while the iron was hot. "The Demon Venerable Tournament will continue until the day before the market opens. At that time, standings will be determined by the points each of you earns daily. Whoever has the highest score will receive the title of Demon Venerable."

"In addition, Yang's Board Game Teahouse will give each of the top three finishers a set of Three Kingdoms Kill cards!"

Woohoo~

Even louder cheers erupted from the crowd!

The Three Kingdoms Kill cards that sold for 10 Low-Grade Spirit Stones per box were being given away just like that. Yang Shi's generous image also took root in everyone's hearts.

Though he was merely a mortal, at this moment, having brought joy to so many cultivators, he had become a fellow Daoist in everyone's eyes rather than an ant.

After the tournament was set, the cultivators began studying Demonic Dao Kill strategies. All sorts of unique jargon spread through the streets.

Three days later.

A group of mysterious cultivators wearing masks quietly entered Bluestone County.

"Our task this time is to sabotage the establishment of the new Rogue Cultivator Market and recruit Rogue Cultivators inclined toward the Demonic Dao into our Bloodsoul Valley."

"Our Demonic Cultivators are weak at present. Once exposed, we could easily draw pursuit from that Blackstone Sect disciple."

"Therefore, we must act discreetly this time. In the early stages, focus on making contact. Do not let anyone see that we are people of the Demonic Dao."

As they spoke, they saw the promotional slogans Yang Shi had written all over the streets.

The Demon Venerable Tournament is in full swing!

If you're demonic enough, come on in!

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