Tie Futu, Come Out and Die

"Really? Husband, what are you going to give me?"

Huo Qingtong immediately became interested upon hearing Hua Qiang's words.

Hua Jiu'er's eyes widened, wanting to see what Hua Qiang had given her.

At the same time, I felt a sense of loss.

This Eldest Brother is so biased! He gave it to Huo Qingtong but didn't mention giving it to her. Of course, he treats the outsider differently!

She felt disappointed, but she didn't show it on her face. After all, Hua Qiang had done enough for her, and she couldn't show it too much.

If I upset my Eldest Brother, he might send me away, and then I'll never see him again.

Hua Qiang waved his hand, Flying White Tiger immediately came running over.

Huo Qingtong and Hua Jiu'er exclaimed in surprise when they saw this tiger, which had no stray hairs, was pure white, and had a pair of wings.

Then the two of them seemed to have their eyes glued to the tiger, unable to look away for a moment.

"My lord, where did this tiger come from?"

"Hehe, naturally it was brought by my husband."

"Little White, come and greet your mistress. From now on, you will stay by her side and protect her safety without the slightest negligence. If even a single hair on her body is lost, I will hold you responsible!"

"Yes, Master. With Little White here, no one or beast will be allowed to bully Mistress."

Flying White Tiger quickly patted his chest to make a guarantee, then ran to Huo Qingtong and bowed his head deeply.

"This Little White servant greets Madam. From now on, this Little White will follow Madam's lead. Madam, please feel free to ask this Little White to do anything you need, and I will definitely do it perfectly!"

Huo Qingtong was excited and happy.

"Oh, my husband, you're really giving me this tiger?"

"Certainly!"

"What level of cultivation has this tiger reached? I can't see through it."

Huo Qingtong is only at the Saint Realm Fifth Tier right now, while this tiger is three levels higher than her. No wonder she can't tell the difference!

"Little White, you are now Level 8 Demonic Beast."

"What? Level 8? Oh my god, husband, how did you do that?"

"They actually tamed a Level 8 Demonic Beast, and it's even the king of beasts!"

"This tiger even has wings! It's a flying demon beast! Husband, you're amazing!"

Muma! Muma!

Huo Qingtong hugged Hua Qiang tightly and kissed him hard on the face twice.

I'm so excited!

Level 8 Demonic Beast! Its combat power is comparable to that of a human in the ninth realm of the Saint Realm.

From now on, with this tiger by my side on this Sacred Spirit Continent, I can be as arrogant as can be.

Oh, right, I'll have this tiger go and capture that Tie Futu later, and give it a good beating!

Wait, that's not right. This tiger is Level 8 Demonic Beast. My husband was able to tame it, so doesn't that mean my husband is even more powerful than this tiger?

Thinking of this, Huo Qingtong's pupils suddenly contracted, and then she looked at Hua Qiang in disbelief.

"Husband, what level of cultivation have you reached?"

"Ninth rank!" Hua Qiang replied casually.

Hiss...

Hiss--

Both Huo Qingtong and Hua Jiu'er gasped in shock.

What kind of divine answer did they hear?

Ninth level, the Saint Realm Ninth Stage, my goodness.

When Hua Qiang left, he seemed to be only at the Divine Realm Fifth Tier. How come he has become the ninth level now?

What... just how extraordinary was the creation of heaven and earth that he encountered?

Otherwise, how can you explain such a gain? Even if he weren't human, it would be impossible for him to improve so quickly.

Hua Qiang had no idea what Huo Qingtong was thinking, otherwise he would have spanked her.

"If I'm not human, then what am I?"

Turning his head, Hua Qiang saw that Hua Jiu'er's little mouth was so pouty that three soy sauce bottles could hang from it, Hua Qiang reached out and rubbed her head.

"Jiu'er, Eldest Brother have the chance in the future, I will get you a high-level demon beast as your pet so that it can stay by your side."

"Really? Thank you, Eldest Brother!"

Upon hearing Hua Qiang's words, Hua Jiu'er immediately beamed with joy, and the slight displeasure in her heart vanished instantly.

After dinner, Hua Qiang did not return to his residence.

As the saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder, especially since the two had been separated for nearly a month. That night, a fierce wind suddenly rose and a torrential rain began to fall in Huo Qingtong's room.

The next day, feeling refreshed, Hua Qiang arrived at the Life-and-Death Arena in the square.

He gathered his strength in his dantian and roared, "Tie Futu, come out and face your death!"

Hua Qiang's shout was like a thunderclap, instantly shattering the tranquility of the square, and its sound waves spread outwards like a surging tide.

Those sect disciples who were originally talking, cultivating, or deep in thought all stopped what they were doing and turned their gazes toward the source of the sound.

This tremor did not stop there; like a nimble wind, it silently swept through every corner of the sect, even reaching the Tie Futu deep within the palace.

The palace where the Tie Futu was located was equipped with an exquisite Spirit Gathering Array.

Within the formation, the Spiritual Qi resembled a tangible, misty cloud, so dense that it was almost within reach.

At this moment, Tie Futu was immersed in the profound realm of cultivation. Around his body, Spiritual Qi, like joyful Elves, continuously flowed into his body and was slowly refined by him.

Tie Futu was also preparing for the upcoming Battle of the Life-and-Death Arena, as this battle concerned his face and prestige.

If Hua Qiang cannot be killed in this battle, not only will he be unable to avenge his disciple, but his prestige within the sect will also plummet.

The former prestigious status will vanish like a bubble, and how can one then command others in front of them and subdue them with authority?

Hua Qiang's sudden voice, like a sharp arrow, Ground Spikes the tranquility of the Tie Futu's training ground, abruptly interrupting his training rhythm.

Tie Futu slowly opened his eyes, a hint of anger flashing in them, but it was fleeting. Then a sinister smile bloomed on his lips, like a wolfsbane flower blooming in the dark night.

"Hmph, since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish."

After saying that, he flickered and vanished without a trace.

The next moment, like a bolt of lightning, it sped away from the Life-and-Death Arena platform in the sect square, tearing the air apart and making a slight whistling sound wherever it went.

At the same time, many elders within the sect were also disturbed by the commotion and rushed over from all directions.

On the Life-and-Death Arena, the elder judge Xing Zhibing, already stood there with a solemn expression.

His gaze was fixed on Hua Qiang on the ring, his eyes filled with a mixture of doubt and complex emotions.

In his view, Hua Qiang's move was unwise. Why should Da Yi, in the prime of his youth, so recklessly challenge a powerful opponent?

He pondered to himself, although this young man's cultivation talent was monstrous, the Tie Futu had already reached the seventh level, and the gap between the two was like a chasm. How could Hua Qiang have any chance of winning?

Huo Cangliang also rushed to the Life-and-Death Arena and immediately saw Huo Qingtong and Hua Jiu'er standing below the stage.

His face was full of worry, and just as he was about to speak, Huo Qingtong said softly, "Father, don't worry, my husband never fights a battle unprepared. Today, those Tie Futu will surely die."

Upon hearing this, Huo Cangliang gasped in shock, his heart filled with both astonishment and bewilderment.

My daughter wouldn't speak nonsense, but Hua Qiang is so young, what is he relying on that makes my daughter so confident?

Filled with curiosity and anticipation, he enveloped Hua Qiang on the altar with his Spiritual Sense, attempting to probe his cultivation level.

However, to his great dismay, his Spiritual Sense seemed to have struck an invisible, hard barrier, and was firmly shut out.

This discovery greatly shocked him. It meant that Hua Qiang had mastered an extremely profound and unfathomable concealment technique, perfectly hiding his aura.

Either his cultivation level was lower than Hua Qiang's, making it impossible for him to break through the mysterious restriction set up by Hua Qiang.

Just as everyone was lost in their own thoughts, the figure of the Tie Futu appeared on the arena.

He looked down at Hua Qiang and let out a wild laugh, "Hahaha, kid, after living for an extra month, are you already feeling extremely bored?"

"Don't worry, I'll send you to the Underworld now so you can serve as a servant to my disciple."

Seventh Elder Xing Zhibing quickly stepped forward and said loudly, "Elder Tie, young friend Hua Qiang, since you two are engaged in a life-or-death duel, according to the sect rules, you must first sign the death warrant."

Upon hearing this, Hua Qiang calmly reached out and snatched the book from mid-air.

He signed his name with great flair, then flicked his wrist, sending the book hurtling towards the Tie Futu Cavalry like a dart.

Tie Futu's eyes twitched slightly. Suppressing his displeasure, he reached out and took the document, signing his name as well.

With all procedures completed, Tie Futu's eyes flashed with murderous intent as he coldly said, "Damn it, the procedures are finished. Kid, prepare to die!"

After saying that, his aura suddenly erupted, like a surging tsunami, sweeping towards Hua Qiang.