Her eyes flickered slightly as she secretly withdrew the Weak Water Zither from her hand. At the same time, she circulated her cultivation technique to suppress the chaotic movement of spiritual energy within her body, as it was not yet time to form her Nascent Soul.
As the flames subsided, only Lu Fuyue remained on the stage, her body stained with blood and her face deathly pale. She stood there swaying uncontrollably, her expression indistinct.
Instantly, the expressions of everyone on the platform changed drastically, their hearts filled with shock and disbelief.
"This...this kid not only possesses divine fire, but he also killed the headless general..."
Now, everyone's gaze towards Lu Fuyue changed.
If they weren't mistaken, the young man on the stage had just broken through the most crucial step in body cultivation during his battle with the headless general.
He opened up his spiritual apertures and successfully broke through to the fourth level of body refinement in a very short time, which is why he was able to gain a chance of survival in the battle against the headless general.
But that was only a sliver of hope. The most crucial thing was the divine fire within this kid.
If only we could obtain the divine fire within him…
The aged voice slowly rang out again, "In this competition, the first-tier low-level battle slave number ninety-nine has won and successfully advanced to the sixth-tier high-level battle slave."
Upon hearing this, the onlookers couldn't sit still any longer.
A sixth-tier battle slave? The battle slaves in the Netherworld Underground Arena of Life and Death are strictly divided into ranks. This is the first time they have ever seen a battle slave jump from the first tier to the sixth tier.
After all, a sixth-order battle slave is equivalent to a Nascent Soul stage cultivator.
But the voice was unaffected by them and continued, "Sixth-tier Battle Slave Lu Xing, is there anyone who dares to challenge him? The winner will become the master of this Battle Slave."
"Challenge Rules: First, challengers' cultivation level must be below the Nascent Soul stage; second, life or death is irrelevant during the challenge!"
"We will take a one-hour break in the middle. After one hour, the next match will officially begin."
The cultivators sitting on the high platform were all somewhat tempted upon hearing this. A sixth-tier battle slave was no small feat, especially one so young. If they could obtain one and train it properly, wouldn't their strength rise to a higher level?
While keeping an eye on her surroundings, Lu Fuyue secretly played the zither to heal her injuries. When she heard that the challenge was not over yet, she paused and had a bad feeling.
Before she came here, she had inquired about the rules: there was only one fight per day, without exception.
Is someone targeting her again...?
With that in mind, Lu Fuyue accelerated her efforts to heal her injuries. Since she was already here, she would take it one step at a time. Right now, the most important thing was to recover from her injuries and then continue breaking through the remaining two-thirds of her spiritual apertures.
An hour passed quickly, and Lu Fuyue's injuries were almost completely healed, and the duel was about to begin.
"Does anyone want to come up and challenge this sixth-tier fighting slave? Whoever comes up, wins or loses, can open a new cave in the Netherworld City."
As soon as the words were spoken, the onlookers stood up excitedly, "Is this for real? You're not kidding us!"
There are rules in the City of the Underworld that prohibit people from going out at night.
Therefore, they had to find a place to stay at night.
However, the inns in Netherworld City are too expensive, and not just anyone can open a cave dwelling in Netherworld City. Therefore, most of the cultivators, even though they have been in this place for so long, still have not been able to own a cave dwelling of their own.
To gain the qualification to open a cave dwelling, one must defeat tens of thousands of cultivators and enter the top ten in the competition to seize the Netherworld Token in the underground life-and-death arena of Netherworld City.
Unfortunately, the top ten on the underground death arena are not easy to obtain; one wrong move and you could die on the stage, your soul scattered.
However, although the sixth-tier battle slave above him today is quite powerful, each of them was once a figure who caused headaches for the entire cultivation world. Therefore, even if this kid reaches the Nascent Soul stage in body refinement, he cannot possibly be their match.
"I'll do it!"
"I want to try it too!"
...
Countless people stood up, wanting to be the one on stage.
Lu Fuyue stopped playing the zither, raised her eyes and slowly swept them over the people who wanted to come up, her body instantly tensing up.
These cultivators were all far more powerful than her, almost all at the Nascent Soul stage. If they were ghost cultivators, it would be fine, as her divine fire was perfect for suppressing evil spirits. But if they were other cultivators, it would be troublesome.
Just then, a figure hidden in a white cloak suddenly leaped onto the stage with clean, swift movements, his toes barely touching the ground. The newcomer clasped his hands together, the prayer beads on his wrist spinning continuously, nodded slightly to Lu Fuyue, and slowly said, "My name is Xuanming, please enlighten me, benefactor."
The air above the platform fell silent the moment this person stepped onto the stage.
How did this person get involved?
The moment the person hidden under the white cloak looked up, Lu Fuyue's eyes changed slightly. How could it be him? But wasn't he the Crown Prince of Nanling Kingdom? How could he suddenly become a monk and, in just a few decades, cultivate to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage?
Lu Fuyue cupped her hands and bowed slightly, saying, "I dare not accept your guidance." Although she was puzzled, she did not show any abnormality on her face.
She came here disguised as a man, so Ruoshui Zhiqin's appearance would naturally change as well, so she wasn't worried that Nan Chuli would recognize her.
Xuanming smiled calmly, the prayer beads in his hand slowly turning. "This humble monk's cultivation is much higher than yours, which is very unfair to you. How about I suppress my cultivation to the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm? What do you think?"
Lu Fuyue was taken aback. She had just broken through to the early stage of the fourth level of body refinement in front of everyone, which was exactly the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage of spiritual cultivation. This was extremely fair.
"Then thank you very much, Master."
Xuanming pursed his thin lips and raised his hand, saying, "Please go first, benefactor."
Lu Fuyue's eyes darkened slightly. With a flick of her sleeve, she swiftly summoned the Weak Water Zither. Holding the zither in her left hand and placing her right hand on the strings, she looked up at the young monk opposite her. "Then I won't stand on ceremony."
After saying that, she quickly flipped her five fingers, and countless water mists appeared in the air, turning into white silk that surrounded Xuanming from all directions. Then, she put her five fingers together and plucked the black death string. The next second, the white silk suddenly tightened.
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