Bai Ying looked at Bai Ying's retreating figure with utter disdain, then went straight back to the Grand Elder to report to him.
The Grand Elder shook his head helplessly. "If she continues to be so stubborn and refuses to hand over the soul blood, White Eagle, don't blame me for using some methods against her."
"Of course not," Bai Ying quickly replied. In his mind, Bai Ying's behavior was incomprehensible. He felt that being able to receive the family's cultivation was a blessing Bai Ying had accumulated over several lifetimes, a blessing that the poor child Bai Di longed for but could not obtain. Yet Bai Ying did not know how to cherish it, which truly disappointed him.
"Alright, let's go then," the First Elder said to Bai Ying. This arena competition was a rare and grand event for their family. Although its scale and influence could not compare to the competitions held by those major sects, it was still enough to broaden the horizons and increase the knowledge of the disciples in the clan.
"It's said that there will be Nascent Soul stage cultivators at the Great Perfection level participating in this tournament. That's really exciting!"
When Bai Ying mentioned this, he couldn't hide his excitement. "To witness such a wonderful duel between experts is undoubtedly a rare opportunity for growth for the disciples of our clan."
"Yes, the rewards for this competition are very generous." The elder nodded.
"It's just that this arena competition is too dangerous. Once you step onto the arena, your life or death is not guaranteed. It's really hard to let those people of the tribe participate easily."
The elder then led the clansmen to the arena to watch the matches. Along the way, the clansmen's faces were filled with excitement and anticipation.
Bai Di's behavior was somewhat unusual. As she walked, she kept looking around, as if searching for someone. When she reached the arena, she still hadn't seen Bai Ying, and her expression instantly became anxious.
Zhou Ying was the first to notice Bai Di's unusual behavior. Her eyes were full of concern. She gently touched Bai Di's arm and asked softly, "Xiao Di, what's wrong? You don't look well."
Bai Di gently shook her head: "It's nothing, I just didn't see my sister." She paused, then looked up at Zhou Ying, her eyes full of inquiry: "Mother, do you know where my sister went?"
Zhou Ying then suddenly realized that Bai Ying was indeed not in the crowd.
Looking back on these past days, Bai Ying had never been close to them. Even after she was found, there seemed to be a thick barrier between them, as if the couple didn't exist. Zhou Ying usually didn't know how to get along with Bai Ying, so naturally she hadn't paid much attention to her whereabouts. Only now, when Bai Di asked her this, did she realize that she knew absolutely nothing about Bai Ying's whereabouts.
She looked around somewhat awkwardly, then walked towards Bai Ying and asked with a hint of doubt, "Where is Bai Ying? I haven't seen her."
Upon hearing this, Bai Ying's face instantly darkened, and he said irritably, "Don't mention her, I've locked her up."
Upon hearing this, Bai Di's face turned deathly pale.
She never imagined that Bai Ying would be locked up by her father. All the effort she had put into helping Bai Ying get a chance to participate in the competition had been for nothing. She should have been more careful and not let her father find out that Bai Ying was going to participate in the competition.
Bai Di bit her lower lip tightly, her nails almost digging into her palm.
Her father always said he disliked Bai Ying and only favored himself, but in the end, he was just as concerned about Bai Ying's safety, locking her up to prevent her from going into danger. Thinking of this, Bai Di felt a surge of intense jealousy, a jealousy like a raging fire that burned her whole body.
Just then, the bell on the arena rang out loudly, and the arena match finally began. Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to it, and they all looked towards the arena.
The contestants included some familiar faces who had participated in previous competitions, as well as many new faces.
The first match pitted a young Golden Core cultivator against a Nascent Soul cultivator.
The Nascent Soul cultivator, seeing that his opponent was a Golden Core cultivator, flashed a hint of disdain in his eyes. Without saying a word, he drew his flying sword and hurled it at the Golden Core cultivator with fierce momentum, as if he wanted to win with one blow.
The Golden Core cultivator, however, showed no fear. His movements were incredibly agile, like a black lightning bolt dodging left and right on the arena, skillfully avoiding the magical weapon's attacks. While dodging, he also continuously counterattacked, his magical artifact flashing with light as he repeatedly attacked the Nascent Soul cultivator. Several times, his attacks landed squarely on the Nascent Soul cultivator.
However, just when everyone thought the Golden Core cultivator had the upper hand, the Nascent Soul cultivator suddenly shouted, rapidly forming hand seals and hurling his magic weapon high into the sky. In an instant, a giant spider web spread out from the magic weapon, quickly enveloping the entire arena, making it completely impenetrable.
At this moment, no matter how powerful a Golden Core cultivator was, he had nowhere to hide from the overwhelming spiderweb. In the blink of an eye, the spiderweb tightly enveloped him, binding him and rendering him unable to move. Seeing this, the Nascent Soul cultivator did not hesitate to control his flying sword, which, like a cold light, pierced straight towards the Golden Core cultivator. A scream rang out, and the Golden Core cultivator's body was instantly pierced. His eyes widened, and he slowly fell to the ground with resentment.
The audience was stunned by the bloody and shocking scene before them, their eyes wide with horror and shock. For a moment, there was complete silence.
As expected, the tournament was just as rumored, showing no mercy or compassion. In the very first match, a vibrant life was lost.
After a brief silence, a heated discussion erupted in the arena, with everyone's voices mingling together as if trying to pierce the sky.
"Incredible! This Nascent Soul cultivator is simply divine! Who would have thought we'd witness such a spectacular match in the very first round?"
"Yeah, he's too strong! I think he'll definitely take first place this time. I just wonder who his next opponent will be?"
Everyone craned their necks, peering around with eager eyes, wanting to know who this powerful figure's next opponent would be. They all knew that with this Nascent Soul cultivator being so formidable, his next opponent was likely in grave danger.
Just then, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, "I know, his next opponent is called Bai Ying." As he spoke, he proudly waved the list of contestants in his hand.
"I remember now, she's the one who boasted about winning first place when she registered a few days ago. Where is she? Why didn't I see her on stage?"
"Yeah, where did she go? She's about to go on stage, and there's still no sign of her." The crowd started talking over each other, and the murmur grew louder and louder.
As Bai Di listened to the discussions around him, his face grew increasingly grim, feeling utterly regretful.
She truly wished she could turn back time and go back to the past so she could be more cautious. If her father hadn't discovered Bai Ying's participation in the competition, then Bai Ying would be the one standing on the arena next, facing this Nascent Soul cultivator.
With Bai Ying's current strength, she has almost no chance of winning against this Nascent Soul stage cultivator; she will definitely die here.
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