"Our Yang Clan will offer three treasures as prizes for the top three. First place will receive a top-grade magic treasure, the Fire-Repelling Treasure Armor, refined primarily from the silk of a fourth-rank Jade-Eyed Cold Silkworm."
Yang Qinglong said with a smile. He had received many congratulatory gifts, so naturally he had to bring out some good items in return; courtesy called for reciprocity.
Han Changming nodded. "Han also raises spirit beasts. Count me in."
The Amethyst Flying Scorpion had taken a Hundred Beasts Pill and fallen into slumber. The only ones he could use for the beast fights were the Thunder Rhino Beetle and the Golden-Eyed Golden Crow.
He also wanted to see what was so extraordinary about the spirit beasts of the Central Heaven Continent.
"Beast fighting! Count this old man in as well."
Black Crow Elder said with a smile. He was merely joining in for the fun. It would be even better if he got to have a match with Wang Changyang's spirit beast.
Most Nascent Soul Cultivators entered the beast fights. Their real interest lay elsewhere; they mostly wanted to use this opportunity to get closer to Wang Changyang and find a shared topic of conversation.
At Yang Qinglong's command, two beast-fighting arenas were built for the cultivators' matches.
The beast fights included spirit insects, spirit birds, spirit beasts, wood demons, and the like. A total of twenty-one cultivators participated, the majority of them Golden Core cultivators merely joining in for the excitement.
The matches were determined by drawing lots, and Han Changming drew number nine.
Wang Changyang and Elder Xuanhe drew number one, while Yang Yuzhen and Song Qingyun drew number two.
Wang Changyang patted his Spirit Beast Bag. A low beastly roar rang out, and a streak of red light flew forth. It