Chongyuan looked sharply at Lu Fuyue, "Neither the Netherworld Token nor the City Lord are things you can covet."

Lu Fuyue's expression was extremely calm, but her tone turned cold, "But what if I want both?"

She came here only to obtain the Netherworld Token and, incidentally, to use the spiritual energy of this place to open up the forty-nine spiritual apertures in her body. However, she did not expect that these people would keep a close eye on her.

Chongyuan's gaze fell on Lu Fuyue, scrutinizing her for a long time, as if he understood something. "You deliberately angered the City Lord in order to come here and use your status as a Fighting Slave to seize the Netherworld Token?"

However, he suddenly changed the subject, "But do you know that to obtain the Netherworld Token, you must fight your way through the encirclement and win first place in the life-or-death competition a month from now?"

"Those who stand on the life-or-death stage have at least the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, and many of them are even at the Out-of-Body stage. You don't think that with the wisp of divine fire in your body and your current cultivation level, you can defeat those people, do you?"

The air froze instantly.

Lu Fuyue lowered her eyes, concealing the emotions within them. "Lord Chongyuan, do you not believe I can obtain the Netherworld Token, or do you not believe I came here for the Netherworld Token?"

Chongyuan's brown eyes flickered, as if something was surging within them.

This person is far too presumptuous!

He suddenly raised his hand and waved it, and the iron cage imprisoning Lu Fuyue sank sharply downwards, disappearing into the extremely cold water below.

Lu Fuyue was like a broken boat, being dragged by the iron cage to the bottom of the extremely cold water. The cold chill assailed her entire body, densely engulfing her skin and flesh.

The hairpin on her head fell off, and her three thousand strands of jet-black, glossy hair scattered in the water.

Soon, the Phoenix Red Lotus Divine Fire within her body began to stir subtly, and the chill on her body gradually faded away. In addition, since she was originally a Water Spirit Divine Body, this extremely cold water not only did not cause her any harm, but also had some subtle benefits for her.

However, the person above who submerged her in the water did not want to see her looking so relaxed.

So Lu Fuyue came up with a plan. She circulated her spiritual power, and soon her face turned pale. She felt weak and about to fall into a coma. She slowed down her body and let herself sink to the bottom.

She refused to believe that Chongyuan would actually kill her himself!

After all, the most basic way to kill someone is to do it yourself.

...

Time passed gradually, and the surface of the extremely cold water became still.

Chongyuan stood on the edge of the pool, his hands clenched tightly behind his back. But when he saw that the water was still, his pupils contracted sharply. He raised his hand and tried to quickly pull the iron cage out of the frigid water and back to its original position.

For some reason, the iron cage went out of control. No matter how he tried to get it out of the water, it remained submerged and motionless.

If this continues, the person might really die...

His expression changed, and he quickly jumped into the water, splashing water everywhere and wetting the ground.

Suddenly, a bone-chilling cold seeped into his body, and his body began to stiffen instantly.

The extremely cold water is a sinful water born in the Netherworld Prison, best suited for torture. Even though his cultivation has long reached the Tribulation Transcending stage, he still cannot resist the chill brought by the extremely cold water.

Given Lu Xing's cultivation level, it's even more impossible...

Chongyuan immediately used most of his cultivation to resist the cold air, then held his breath and quickly swam towards the iron cage.

Upon seeing the unconscious person inside the iron cage, he sped up again, swam to the cage, opened it, reached in, and scooped the person up in his arms, swimming to shore.

A moment later, the two finally emerged from the water and reached the shore.

Chongyuan glanced down at the wet boy in his arms, his heart tightened suddenly, he hurriedly looked away, then loosened his grip and threw the boy to the ground, leaving without looking back.

To avoid being exposed, Lu Fuyue could only keep her eyes tightly closed, letting herself be slammed to the ground. Then, she laboriously spat out a few mouthfuls of water and pretended to slowly wake up.

But the man left in a hurry after rescuing her.

She lay sprawled on the ground, glancing sideways at Chongyuan's departing figure, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes.

Why did this person suddenly leave?

...

Immortal Realm

"Master, didn't you come here to win over Lu Fuyue? Why haven't you gone to see her yet? And why did you come to such a dangerous place, where you're being chased every day?"

In a forest, countless monsters sensed the danger and fled, heading far away from the place.

With a loud shout, "Dragon, prepare to die!"

Long Moyao's eyes darkened, and he flicked the silver chain in his hand, looping it around the necks of the two male cultivators in the Tribulation Transcending stage who attacked him from behind.

"Want to die? I'll grant your wish!"

Then, with a forceful tug, the two unseeing heads were violently torn away by the chains and rolled into the mud on the ground.

Blood gushed from their necks, staining a large patch of soil red. With a thud, the two headless corpses collapsed to the ground, raising clouds of dust.

After dealing with these people, he casually put away the chains, then looked in a certain direction and slowly said, "Don't worry, she will come to me on her own."

007 wanted to say something, but the next second he found that he couldn't make a sound.

Master... this is a warning to it.

...

After leaving the water dungeon, Chongyuan stood alone in his courtyard for a long time, lost in thought. Finally, he went to the city lord's mansion.

However, as soon as he entered the city lord's mansion, someone blocked his way. "Lord Chongyuan, how is Senior Brother Lu?"

During the days that Lu Fuyue was thrown into the Netherworld Underground Death Arena, Song Zhou was constantly worried that he would meet with misfortune inside. However, no matter how much he begged the City Lord, the City Lord refused to let his senior brother Lu go.

So, having nowhere else to turn, he could only come to Chongyuan to inquire about Senior Brother Lu's situation.

Chongyuan glanced at him indifferently, then turned and left, leaving behind only the words: "If you want to become a lowly fighting slave with him, I can grant your wish."

Song Zhou was stunned for a moment, then immediately chased after him, pleading, "Lord Chongyuan, please, let me go see Senior Brother Lu."

"Hey, Lord Chongyuan, wait for me..."

Hearing the chattering behind him, Chongyuan suddenly felt annoyed and quickened his pace, wondering how Lu Xing could tolerate such a noisy person.

He soon stopped in front of a door.