My Profession Can Be Upgraded Without Limit, Part 62

After exchanging a few simple words with Jiang Xuan, Su Xingying's competitive spirit was thoroughly stirred. Still having strength to spare, she turned and went looking for other cultivators to fight.

Before leaving, however, she casually renewed Jiang Xuan's Martial Practice Arena fee, allowing him to remain in the illusion realm.

Switching the Martial Practice Arena's mode from "Challenge" to "Technique Demonstration," the mentally exhausted Jiang Xuan closed his eyes and slowly lay down amid the reeds.

Then, he allowed the cold within his body to spread and spill forth without restraint. He felt the chill gradually freeze and seal his body in ice, personally experiencing his consciousness growing dim amid endless frost and thick darkness, slowly sinking toward nothingness.

"..."

At a certain moment, amid the terrifying aura of icy cold, Jiang Xuan's presence suddenly fell into dead silence—he had frozen to death.

And he experienced this ultimate sensation of facing death head-on more than thirty times in succession.

Only after his consciousness dispersed and gathered again for the final time did he slowly shake his head, barely summon a trace of strength, and withdraw from the Mirage Mirror: Three Thousand Realms.

"In the end, this is only an illusion realm. Deep down, I know I will not truly die. It is still worlds apart from the desperate brink of actual death. Fortunately, more than thirty near-death experiences are temporarily enough for my current realm..."

Muttering inwardly, Jiang Xuan turned and left the Martial Practice Arena.

Because he emerged looking utterly exhausted, his expression even more solemn, without the high spirits one would expect after seven consecutive victories, Mo Yu immediately crossed Jiang Xuan off the Chosen Candidate List.

Still, the extra glance she gave him earned a scoff from Bai Zhi beside her. "You're still staring at that