Di Qiu'er

"Still, there are some truly memorable people among you lot."

Di Qiu'er scanned the crowd. The three kneeling on the ground were strangers, but these other three were old acquaintances.

"If it isn't our three emperors, abandoning your posts in the Celestial Court to get demoted."

It was not as if Di Qiu'er had never seen immortals who had been cast down. Although they would all return after completing their final trials, seeing these three appear together here was quite interesting.

"Oh my, we just thought we would come over and pay you a visit."

Xiao Hongchen realized the other person seemed to recognize him, and then pondered his future status in the Celestial Court. Clearly, weren't these just colleagues?

He flawlessly brought out his advantage of saying what people wanted to hear to people and what ghosts wanted to hear to ghosts. As long as conversation was possible, then everything would be easy to handle.

"Indeed. It's rare to see you all, so how can I not use you to sharpen my blades?"

Di Qiu'er slowly stood up from the Karma Fire Red Lotus. With a flip of her hands, two divine artifacts, Yuan Tu and Abi, abruptly materialized in her grasp.

She crossed the twin swords in front of her, pointing the tips straight at the three people below, a playful smile curling the corners of her lips. After all, this Ancestor River Styx was simply too bored, so how could she not seek a little amusement?

"Holy shit! Weren't we supposed to be colleagues?!"

Xiao Hongchen's expression collapsed instantly. He shouted out loud, yet his hands dared not hesitate for even a fraction of a second. He slapped a metal button on his waist with blinding speed, and a set of gold-red steel armor instantly covered his entire body.

Ji Juechen said nothing, merely quietly drawing his longsword. It was a divine artifact with a pristine white body. He knew that facing an opponent like Di Qiu'er, any carelessness was fatal.

Ye Guyi pressed her palms together, and brilliant golden divine light instantly burst forth around her body. A pair of luminous wings emerged behind her, and she mobilized all of her divine power.

"Hmph, you look down on me!"

The anger in Di Qiu'er's eyes ignited instantly. She already possessed a fiery temper and followed the Dao of Slaughter; the one thing she could least tolerate was others putting on airs in front of her.

Xiao Hongchen wore a suit of "scrap metal," Ji Juechen wielded a divine artifact without using his divine power, and Ye Guyi released her divine power without using a divine artifact. Was this not a blatant display of contempt for her?

Xiao Hongchen was already scared out of his wits, his intestines turning green with regret. Had he known they would run into this kind of situation today, he would have chosen cultivation no matter what anyone said.

Put bluntly, the current level of the three of them was just an empty facade forcefully pumped into them. How could they possibly beat this woman who was practically the God of Slaughter? No, this woman was the God of Slaughter.

"Screw it, let's go!"

Xiao Hongchen gritted his teeth. Things had reached this point; if they did not fight, he had no idea how the subsequent plot development would even proceed.

Ji Juechen followed closely behind, spinning his longsword into a bloom of sword flowers as he thrust straight for Di Qiu'er's throat. Ye Guyi did not lag behind either, countless golden light feathers pouring down like a torrential storm.

Yet one minute later.

Xiao Hongchen lay on the ground with a lifeless expression. His steel armor was completely totaled, the surface of the plating covered in sword marks, and a massive hole even pierced straight through his chest. Black smoke billowed from the circuits within, and he stared up at the sky with hollow eyes, his soul seemingly having left his body.

Ji Juechen had it even worse. Di Qiu'er flicked him away with a single sword strike, leaving him hanging on his own blade. The tip of the sword pierced through the clothing on his body, pinning him against a nearby wall.

Ye Guyi had fared no better, thrown to the ground bruised and battered. Out of all of them, she had been beaten the hardest. Was it just her imagination, or did that woman seem to keep targeting her specifically?

Fortunately, however, Di Qiu'er merely gave them a sound beating and did not deal any fatal blows. She put away her twin swords, brushed the non-existent dust from her hands, and sat back down upon the Karma Fire Red Lotus.

When all was said and done, she still showed a shred of affection. After all, these fellows were asking for a beating, but they could still be considered her "colleagues" after all.

"Spit it out, what on earth are you lot trying to accomplish by coming here?"

Di Qiu'er did not believe for a second that these three fellows came here specifically to let her beat them up; they could not possibly be that much of a glutton for punishment.

"Uh, Senior Minghe, we're looking to get a few Blood Origin Stones."

Xie Xie seized the opening to state their purpose directly. This timing was just right; since this senior had vented her frustrations, her temper ought to be relatively pleasant right now.

"Blood Origin Stones..."

Di Qiu'er could not fathom what use this junk had, yet her Sea of Blood certainly possessed a pile of them. Leaving them there served no purpose, and since her mood was relatively cheerful after beating them up, she would just consider it a reward.

Di Qiu'er pulled six of them straight out of the Sea of Blood, tossed one to the trio from Douluo III Spacetime, and threw the remaining five to Xiao Hongchen and his companions.

At that moment, however, someone fearless enough to court death dashed out. Acting as though his brain had short-circuited, Ma Hongjun actually attempted to take advantage of the three who were unable to move and rushed over to snatch the items.

The consequence was that he, along with Dai Mubai and Oscar, were executed together and tossed back onto the battle stage. At the same time, as the countdown ended, the others returned to the platform as well.

"What the hell! Fatty, are you a double agent?!"

Dai Mubai had been wondering if they could trade something for two stones, only for this damn fatty to rush up and snatch them, causing their entire team to be instantly annihilated.

Tang San's face had also turned pitch black. If they could just figure out a way to trade for two stones, he could have retained second place and avoided punishment. Yet it was all completely ruined by this damn fatty.

"Fatty, what on earth were you thinking! Were you kicked in the head by a donkey?!"

Oscar could not fathom what was going on inside his brain. That Ancestor River Styx had clearly handed over those Blood Origin Stones out of consideration for Xiao Hongchen and the others.

Aside from finding a way to trade with the other party, there was simply no second method for them to acquire the items. Yet Ma Hongjun actually rushed up to grab them directly, and moreover, he did it while the person had not even left yet.

"I... I just didn't think that much ahead..."

Ma Hongjun had figured those three were already lying down right there and the Blood Origin Stones were tossed about, so it would be a waste not to take them. As a result, he completely forgot that the woman was still standing right there.

[Third place: Douluo I team. All members receive the punishment of having five levels of soul power stripped away.]

The soul power of every single member of Tang San's group was stripped away. In particular, Tang San and Oscar had finally managed to cultivate to rank thirty with the greatest of difficulty, and they were originally just missing a single soul ring to advance to Soul Elders.

Now it had all gone down the drain because of this damn fatty. Tang San had already decided that once they returned, he must figure out a way to kill this damn fatty. What would happen if there was another team match and he got screwed over by this damn fatty again?

[Second place: Douluo III team. No reward, no punishment.]

Xie Xie and the others breathed sighs of relief. They did not need to fight for first place; maintaining second place was fine. No punishment was better than anything else.