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The previous passage got it wrong. The twentieth round should have been against Cao; after defeating Cao, Ye Qin became a twentieth-round cultivator.

"Brother Pig, do you want to go up and test yourself against him?"

"Hehe, Brother Wang, your minor gold-element divine ability is a notch better than mine. Why don't you go up and have a match with Fellow Daoist Ye?"

"Well... hahaha, I've been studying a spell these past few days and have reached a critical juncture, so I'm afraid it wouldn't be convenient for me to take the stage. Once I finish my research, if no one has challenged Fellow Daoist Ye on the arena yet, I'll consider it."

Within the Demon Fighting Arena, several exceptionally distinguished Nascent Soul Cultivators were chatting and laughing over who should take the stage. They were all the foremost Nascent Soul Cultivators of the twentieth round; only they were qualified to step onto Arena No. 10 now. The other cultivators were not qualified.

Of course, whether they were willing to go up was another matter. Victory would certainly add to their prestige, but the consequences of defeat were equally grave.

Just as no one continued to challenge him and Ye Qin was considering whether to leave the arena, a woman in red flew onto the stage and walked toward him.

The instant the woman in red landed on the arena, the chaotic, clamorous Demon Fighting Arena fell utterly silent. Even the twentieth-round Nascent Soul Cultivators who had just been joking about who would take the stage stopped speaking, simply watching the arena.

When the Demon Spirit City guard cultivator overseeing the arena saw the woman in red come up, he was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade her. "Miss Dou, you are a twenty-first-round