Soul Searching and Refining an Emperor Realm Puppet, a Heaven-Shaking Wager!

"Rumble!!"

Blood Child plummeted from the sky and crashed into the center of the arena, smashing a crater several dozen feet deep into the platform.

Beside him, Luo Wutian watched the diminutive figure crawl out of the crater. His pupils contracted violently, and he blurted out.

"That fellow is... Ancestor Blood Child?!"

Su Linxian said, "You know him?"

Luo Wansha looked at Su Linxian, an indescribable shock surging in his eyes.

"Your Highness, this man was once known as Blood Fiend Child. He refined countless living beings across the Dao Domains to prolong his life. Relying on his peak Emperor Realm cultivation and blood escape technique, he even dared provoke the Emperor Clans!"

"To think he was actually here in our Withered Bone Dao Domain!"

Just how powerful was His Highness the Divine Son?!

With a casual grab, he had dragged Blood Child, a peak Emperor Realm cultivator, down from the sky.

As though plucking a fly out of the air.

Su Linxian's gaze settled on Blood Child.

"He even dared provoke the Emperor Clans?"

"This Withered Bone Dao Domain really is chaotic."

Blood Child lay sprawled in the crater, most of his bones shattered, blood seeping from all seven orifices.

He struggled to lift his head and look at the white-robed figure, his eyes filled with terror.

"L-Lord Divine Son!"

"A misunderstanding... it was all a misunderstanding..."

His voice trembled so badly that the words barely held together.

"This old man was merely passing through..."

"Passing through?"

Su Linxian narrowed his eyes.

He raised his hand, spread his fingers, and gently pressed down toward the crown of Blood Child's head.

A hum rang out.

Soul Search.

Blood Child convulsed violently, an agonized, inhuman howl erupting from his mouth.

"Aah!!!"

An irresistible force tore his soul open.

He was a peak Emperor Realm cultivator. Though his dwindling lifespan had weakened him, he could not muster even the slightest resistance!

So that was it...

Su Linxian looked down at Blood Child's deathly pale face.

"You were planning to capture me just now?"

Blood Child's lips trembled as he tried to beg for mercy.

"Interesting." Su Linxian gave him no chance.

He thrust a finger toward the space between Blood Child's brows.

"Pfft."

A slender beam of golden light sank between Blood Child's brows.

Blood Child's body abruptly stiffened, his pupils dilating.

"N-No—!!!"

His howl cut off in midair.

That single finger shattered his soul completely, annihilating him in body and spirit!!

[Ding! Killed peak Emperor Realm cultivator Blood Child. Obtained 100000 Villain Points!]

Su Linxian withdrew his finger and glanced down at the limp corpse on the ground.

He said mildly.

"An Emperor Realm body."

"It would make a decent puppet."

Good heavens...

Beside him, Luo Wutian's legs went weak, his whole body shaking like chaff in a sieve.

Just how powerful was this Lord Divine Son?!

He had erased a peak Emperor Realm soul on a whim!

In all his ten thousand years of life, he had never seen such a terrifying being!

Yu Yao spoke from beside him with a cheerful grin.

"Master! Leave him to me!"

"I want to play!"

"I know an Ancient Puppet Art. I guarantee I'll refine him into a perfectly proper puppet!"

An Emperor toy would be so much fun!

Su Linxian nodded slightly and glanced at Blood Child's corpse.

He had quite a few upper-rank Great Daos.

"Do as you please."

"Remember to extract his Great Daos. I need them."

Yu Yao said, "As you command!"

Three days later.

Inside the pavilion at Blood Cliff City's arena.

A golden figure stepped out of the void.

Li Junhua.

His golden hair was tied behind his head, his face young and resolute.

His aura was restrained, yet with every step he took, the stone slabs beneath his feet trembled faintly.

Luo Wufa's eyes lit up.

So this was the man Lord Divine Son had summoned?!

Truly extraordinary!

Li Junhua said, "Your subordinate greets you, Master!"

Su Linxian glanced at him. He had reached the third level of the Hunyuan Realm.

"Not bad. You've broken through again."

Li Junhua bowed slightly, then spoke with a wry smile.

"A lucky break."

"The person you want me to deal with this time... is a young junior?"

He was living his second life; in his first, he had reached the peak Emperor Realm.

Dealing with a young junior in the same realm really was rather unfair.

Su Linxian said mildly.

"He's no ordinary person. You'll understand once you see him."

Yu Yao poked half her head out from the side, blinking her golden eyes.

"That fellow has the slaughter divine law!"

An order divine law?!

Li Junhua's pupils contracted, then understanding dawned on him.

Even with shallow cultivation, power on the level of the order divine laws was enough to crush anyone in the same realm!

"So that's it." Li Junhua put aside his dismissive expression and nodded.

"Understood."

Su Linxian looked down at the arena.

The arena was more crowded than ever today, a sea of people packed tightly into every seat.

Su Linxian sipped his tea unhurriedly. "Just wait."

A short while later.

A subordinate hurried inside, dropped to one knee, and spoke urgently.

"City Lord! The envoys from the three great cities have arrived!"

Luo Wutian spun around, his expression changing sharply.

"What are they doing here?!"

The three great cities.

Aside from Blood Cliff City, the Withered Bone Dao Domain contained three other vast cities: Black Wind City, White Bone City, and Heaven-Burying City.

The Three Cities possessed deep reserves of power, each dominating its own territory and leaving Blood Cliff City alone, like well water never mingling with river water.

Yet today, their envoys had all arrived together.

The subordinate shuddered, his voice tightening.

"Reporting to the City Lord! Ever since Yang Kong fought Hu Yuan, he has become famous."

"Now everyone across the Withered Bone Dao Domain fervently believes he will win. They all see him as a treasure basin."

"Even people from the other cities have come in great numbers."

"The wagers on this match have already reached two billion three hundred and sixty million supreme-grade spirit stones!"

"The gamblers were worried we couldn't afford to pay out, so they invited envoys from the Three Cities to act as witnesses."

How much?!

How much did you say?!

Luo Wutian's breath caught abruptly.

Two billion three hundred and sixty million!

His lips trembled, shock, greed, and a trace of fear he had not even noticed himself surging in his eyes.

That sum exceeded more than half of Blood Cliff City's accumulated wealth!

If we lose this time... I'll truly be ruined!

The subordinate said, "City Lord... should we close the gambling house? If we lose this time, Blood Cliff City really will..."

Luo Wutian turned toward the white-robed figure, who was sipping his tea unhurriedly.

As though none of this had anything to do with him.

A ruthless look crossed Luo Wutian's face, and he gritted his teeth.

"Keep it open!"

"This time, I'll make those gamblers spit out everything they swallowed before, principal and interest alike!"

He refused to believe that this Divine Son of an Emperor Clan would lose!

Before long.

The envoys from the Three Cities entered the pavilion.

The man leading them was tall and thin, dressed in dark golden robes. His face was arrogant, his chin slightly raised, and his gaze held undisguised contempt as it swept over the pavilion's furnishings.

Two people followed him, a man and a woman, both Quasi-Emperors. Their auras radiated outward, making even the air inside the pavilion tremble faintly under the pressure.

"City Lord Luo."

The leader spoke quietly, yet his voice carried a condescending air.

"You truly have the spirit to swallow mountains and rivers... tsk, tsk. You even dared take wagers totaling two billion three hundred and sixty million."

The man smiled, undisguised mockery in his expression.

"You have my admiration. My admiration indeed!"

Luo Wutian's expression darkened.

The three had already reached the center of the pavilion.

They saw the white-robed figure reclining in a grand armchair.

Wait!?

The leader's steps stopped abruptly.

The man and woman behind him froze in place at the same time.

"This is..."

The arrogance on their faces froze in that instant.

It was as though a basin of ice water had been poured over their heads, chilling them from the tips of their hair to the soles of their feet.

Holding his teacup, Su Linxian glanced at them once, then withdrew his gaze.

He did not say a word.

"Thud!"