Lu Chen sat cross-legged beneath a large tree outside the square.
He watched the battle on the Life-and-Death Arena with cold eyes.
Compared to the battles atop the mountain, the contests between outer sect disciples halfway up the mountain were even more brutal.
The outer sect disciples of the Joyful Union Sect were all nothing but oxen and horses.
The purpose of outer sect disciples in the Joyful Union Sect was to serve the inner sect disciples.
No one cared whether outer sect disciples lived or died.
At every Sect Grand Tournament held once every ten years, quite a few outer sect disciples were killed or wounded.
The weak were meat for the strong; the strong were honored.
Such was the cruel reality of the cultivation world.
In the square, outer sect disciples went up and down from the ten Life-and-Death Arenas. After winning two consecutive matches, victors were qualified to step down and rest, recovering their depleted vital energy before returning to the arena.
Very soon, an outer sect disciple was beaten to death on one of the Life-and-Death Arenas.
Everything on the slain outer sect disciple became the victor's property, while the corpse would be tossed directly into the mass grave.
Thus, the rules for outer sect disciple contests had only two points: no ganging up on opponents, and anyone who won two matches in a row could step down to rest.
Lu Chen looked toward the elevated platform.
He saw Li Yuan, the External Affairs Hall deacon, and two other deacons pointing at the outer sect disciples fighting on the Life-and-Death Arenas, occasionally letting out scornful laughter.
They sat high above everyone else, drinking tea and eating pastries and spirit fruits.
Dozens of managers from the Alchemy Room, Spirit Medicine Valley, Spirit Beast Valley, Spirit Field Valley,