Family Grand Competition
After a month, the spaceship traversed more than seven million miles, Song Wen arrived at a large island with a circumference of tens of thousands of miles.
"This is Jade Terrace Island, the territory of the Cui Family, one of the five major powers. Xugeng actually escaped here. Could it be... that there's something wrong with his soul?"
As one of the two major demonic forces in the Sea of Disorder, the Cui Family is most skilled in the art of controlling ghosts.
The Cui Family has no shortage of spiritual materials for nourishing the soul and Law Technique for warding off ghosts.
Following the guidance of the green smoke, Song Wen arrived at Jade Terrace City, the largest city on Jade Terrace Island, which was also the main base of the Cui Family.
Jade Terrace City is mainly composed of three parts: the market area, the residences of Rogue Cultivator, and the residences of the collateral bloodline of the Cui Family.
The core members of the Cui Family do not live in Jade Terrace City, but in Azurefall Mountain east of the city.
The Spiritual Qi of Azurefall Mountain is far richer than that of Jade Terrace City, and it has a total of eighteen peaks.
Song Wen stowed his spaceship, disguised himself as a young Rogue Cultivator who had just Foundation Establishment, and landed in Jade Terrace City.
He crossed half the city and arrived at a large square in the western district.
The square was bustling with people, including Rogue Cultivator and members of the Cui Family.
These people are here to watch the game.
In the center of the square, there are ten arenas.
The arena was one zhang high and two hundred zhang wide, and was shrouded by a transparent array barrier.
On the arena, two cultivators from each side were locked in a fierce battle.
The Cui Family is holding a grand clan competition, and perhaps to showcase the strength of the Cui Family younger generation, Rogue Cultivator are also allowed to watch.
All the cultivators participating in the competition were Qi Refining Stage cultivators, and most of them had reached the Qi Refinement Perfection stage.
Song Wen's gaze swept across the numerous cultivators, finally settling on the waiting area beside the arena.
In the waiting area, more than a hundred Cui Family cultivators are waiting to take their places in the arena.
One of the male cultivators looked slightly nervous. He sat cross-legged on the ground, seemingly trying to adjust his breathing to its best state, but he couldn't calm down. He kept opening his eyes and looking towards the arena.
This person's cultivation has reached the Qi Refinement Perfection. However, he is already close to thirty years old, and in a large Lineage like the Cui Family, he belongs to the mediocre category of people.
Through the <Ten-Thousand-Mile Breath-Tracking Technique>, Song Wen was able to sense that Xugeng was hiding on this person, but Xugeng had not possessed this person; rather, he was likely hiding in some treasure on this person's body.
"Why would Xugeng, the dignified deputy sect leader of the Divine Blood Sect, hide in the body of a Qi Refinement cultivator?" Song Wen was filled with doubt.
"Arena No. 3, Cui Huo versus Cui Xingchen."
When the male cultivator heard the name 'Cui Huo,' his body visibly trembled slightly, and he hurriedly stood up.
Cui Huo is his name.
With a slight push of his feet, he stepped onto the ring.
His opponent, Cui Xingchen, was a young man in his early twenties.
"Cui Huo, admit defeat! You are no match for me. Conserve your strength; in the later duels, you might be able to win a few more matches and achieve a good ranking."
Cui Xingchen's words were filled with undisguised arrogance and confidence.
Feeling resentful at being looked down upon in public, Cui Huo's face was full of indignation.
"Cui Xingchen, we are both at the peak of Qi Refining. It's still uncertain who will win."
Cui Xingchen's lips curled slightly. "Since you're so arrogant, then I'll let you taste my newly refined Mother-and-Child Yin Ghost."
As soon as he finished speaking, a gray soul banner appeared in his hand.
As the soul banner fluttered, a female ghost, accompanied by yin Yin Qi, leaped out from it.
The female ghost was ten feet tall, with a bloated figure, like a mountain of flesh.
As soon as she appeared, she pounced on Cui Huo, carried by the howling wind.
A spaceship hovered above the square, with several figures standing on it.
"The mother and child ghosts of Xingchen are quite well crafted. Especially the ghost infant in the mother's womb, which already has the potential to advance to the second-tier ghost general."
The speaker was a female cultivator at the Golden Core Early Stage, none other than Cui Hongying, who had met Song Wen before.
"Xingchen is a child who deserves special attention; he might have the potential to form a Core Formation," said Cui San, who was standing next to Cui Hongying.
"This Cui Huo's aptitude and temperament are both lacking; he'll probably have a hard time even reaching the Foundation Establishment," Cui Hongying commented.
As the terrifying, distorted-faced ghost mother drew closer, Cui Huo's face showed a hint of panic.
However, he forcibly suppressed his fear and uttered a soft sentence.
"The Wrathful Soul Blood Seal!"
A ball of crimson spiritual energy gradually condensed between Cui Huo's palms.
Cui Huo suddenly struck out with his palm, and the ball of blood-red spiritual energy shot towards the approaching Ghost Mother.
Just as the crimson spiritual power was about to strike the Ghost Mother, it suddenly exploded, transforming into a crimson halo that tightly bound the Ghost Mother.
The crimson halo rapidly contracted, like an invisible noose tightly binding the Ghost Mother's soul.
The demon mother let out a shrill scream; her bloated, ball-like body was squeezed and deformed under the restraint of the blood-red halo.
Upon seeing this, Cui Xingchen was slightly taken aback.
Clearly, no one expected Cui Huo to have this trick up his sleeve.
He hurriedly cast several hand Method Formula and placed them on the Ghost Mother.
Suddenly, the demon mother's abdomen split open, and two tiny infant hands emerged.
Two tiny hands forcefully pried open the laceration, and a baby's head, covered in blood, emerged.
"Hiss!"
The ghost infant let out excited, bloodthirsty cheers, as if celebrating its eventual escape from the mother ghost's belly.
Before it could crawl out of the Ghost Mother's belly, suddenly, the blood-red halo that was originally around the Ghost Mother's chest transformed into several illusory figures.
The halo-like phantom enveloped the ghost mother's abdomen, binding the ghost infant and the ghost mother tightly together.
The demon mother struggled incessantly, while the demon infant opened its mouth and bit at the blood-red halo, tearing at it relentlessly.
However, no matter how much they resisted, they could not break free from the shackles of the crimson halo.
On the contrary, as the halo continued to shrink, the souls of the two ghosts gradually deformed, as if they would be torn into pieces by the halo at any moment.
"Cui Huo, stop! I surrender!"
Seeing that his mother and child ghosts were in danger of being scattered, Cui Xingchen hurriedly shouted loudly.
Cui Huo raised his hand and waved it, causing the crimson halo to dissipate.
His face was slightly pale, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, clearly indicating that using the Wrathful Soul Blood Seal had taken a toll on him.
"The Wrathful Soul Blood Seal? Why have I never heard of this Law Technique before? Where did Cui Huo learn it?" Cui Hongying asked curiously.
Cui San shook his head. "I've never seen this Law Technique before either."
Losing to the relatively unknown Cui Huo left Cui Xingchen looking extremely unpleasant, but given his inferior strength, he had nothing to say.
The Cui Family members watching from below the stage were also greatly shocked. The renowned genius Cui Xingchen had actually lost to Cui Huo.
When did Cui Huo become so strong?
Amidst the whispers and stares of the crowd, Cui Xingchen slunk off the stage.
Cui Huo, who was receiving so much attention from his clansmen for the first time, felt as if he were floating on clouds, his steps light and unsteady.