Suotuo City's Soul Fighting Arena was an immense complex of buildings, towering nearly a hundred meters high.
The place resembled an ancient Roman arena. A boiling sea of voices filled its interior, which could accommodate tens of thousands of people and offered all manner of VIP seating.
Where there were soul fighting arenas, there were battles between Soul Masters. Where there were battles, there were spectators and gambling. Thus, every day brought spectators or minor nobles who either struck it rich overnight or headed to the rooftop for one last dance.
As for whether the Heaven Dou Empire would shut the arena down over such things, Ao Jiu, Manager Ao of Suotuo City's Great Soul Arena, had this to say: would the Heaven Dou Empire shut down its own business? One that raked in a fortune every day, at that? Unless Xue Ye had water in his brain, he would never do such a thing.
Besides, even if Xue Ye did have water in his brain and insisted on doing it, the Star Luo Empire, the Upper Three Sects, and Spirit Hall would promptly teach him his place.
In fact, every soul fighting arena on the Douluo Continent had been established with the support of the two empires and Spirit Hall. Each of those three powers took twenty percent of the profits, each of the Upper Three Sects took ten percent, and the remaining ten percent went to sects with a Soul Douluo in residence.
P.S. The original novel stated that the arenas were jointly founded by the continent's seven most prestigious Soul Master families, but that setting was later swallowed whole.
In other words, anyone who touched the arenas would find themselves strung up and beaten the next day. After all, nobody ever complained about having too many Gold