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The champion is a swordsman named "Kill One Person in Ten Steps". Although he has lost all his wealth time and again, his strength is unquestionable.

If he had not met Yan Luoyue and Wu Manyhuang successively, with this sword cultivator's ability, he would not have fallen into such a situation.

Therefore, facing the monster of the same strength, the previous sword cultivator fought hard and shed blood until he was on the verge of death.

The champion who could "kill one person in ten steps" did it with ease, and his mind and hands coordinated well.

The swordsman does not feel like he is in a monster fighting arena, but rather like he is completing a harvesting task.

The wind from his sword was like a violent storm on a summer night. With every "raindrop" that fell, a monster would fall to the ground.

Even at the very end, this swordsman's eyes emitted an intimidating divine light, and the sword in his hand stretched out like a swimming dragon -

A bleak and sad sword spirit instantly spread throughout the entire place.

The cold sword shadow not only pierced the throat of the monster, but also seemed to pierce into the hearts of all the spectators.

Dui Choumian, who was sitting on the platform, raised his eyebrows slightly.

If he remembered correctly, when he and Yan Luoyue challenged each other in the "Kill One Person in Ten Steps" challenge, this swordsman had not yet awakened his sword intent.

In other words, it is likely that the sword practitioner comprehended this desolate yet tragic sword intent in the past two days.

As far as Wu Man Shuang knew, for a swordsman to awaken the sword spirit, he often had to use a certain event as a wedge to develop an opportunity for sudden enlightenment.

In connection with the recent experience of this swordsman brother, and Xiao Se in the sword spirit...

Wu Manshuang blinked slowly.

——This swordsman’s awakening should, probably, probably, not be due to losing all his belongings multiple times, right?

All in all, "Kill One in Ten Steps" won the game easily.

All the monsters fell at his feet, and the swordsman sheathed his sword. He stood in the middle of the arena with his sword, looking down on the whole audience.

Soon, a waiter led the swordsman to the backstage.

After a while, "Kill One Person in Ten Steps" received his reward and left. When he left, he was wearing new clothes from head to toe.

So we never know whether the swordsman that day actually managed to block the opponent…

However, Wu Manshuang didn't want to know the details of this matter.

Before "Kill One Person Every Ten Steps" left, he apparently spotted Dui Choumian on the stands.

So, he cast a glance at Dui Choumian from a distance, his eyes full of fighting spirit and even a desire to compete.

Wu Manshuang: “…”

Even he couldn't bear to see this old man lose all his fortune for the third time, including the new set of clothes he had won with great difficulty.

Dui Choumian changed his sitting position, leaning back slightly, with a carefree attitude as if he was using the stand as a couch.

No one could tell that beneath her arrogant appearance, Wu Manshuang was actually having a headache.

——Wu Manshuang was very suspicious. This straightforward swordsman would do anything he could to get rich. He probably didn't even realize that he had just fought an illegal underground fight.

His fingertips tapped the cigarette gun to the beat, and Dui Choumian asked thoughtfully, "Who is he?"

The waiter who had been following him and never left his side replied immediately, "That one is the fifth disciple of Zhanyunxiao Sword Town, Bu Ye."

Upon hearing this answer, Wu Manshuang couldn't help but close her eyes.

——Cut the clouds and the sky, the sword is gathered.

This name may sound very inappropriate, and it sounds like a fairy holding a scallion in each hand and chewing it with both hands.

But there is no way, the naming style of the northern snowy area is just this way - simple, practical, and very graphic.

As far as Wu Manshuang knew, in addition to the Zhanyunxiao Sword Village, there were also other famous forces in the Snow Region, such as the Daluozi Cave Sect, the Lijiazhuang Sect, the Erdenyan Palace and the Sandu Dingzi Academy.

In comparison, the Hansong Sect where Chu Tiankuo came from is simply a breath of fresh air in the snowy area.

However, a "Sword Tun" would not cause Wu Manshuang to have such a reaction.

The reason why he felt so complicated was because the Zhanyunxiao Sword Sect was a sect in the northern snowy region that was as famous as the Hansong Sect. At the same time, it was also a sect that was established purely based on sword cultivation.

Generally speaking, pure sword sects are not poor, because the sword sect can collect protection fees.

The problem is... the Snow Region is a bitterly cold place, and everyone is generally poor.

In addition, the extremely cold and harsh natural environment is more conducive to tempering one's character. Therefore, among the ten cultivators in the Snow Region, seven or eight are sword cultivators.

Generally speaking, where sword cultivators flourish everywhere, the degree of popularity is very high.

No wonder Bu Ye came to Tianyuan City to compete and make money - his current situation is somewhat similar to the hope of the entire village, running to a first-tier city to do odd jobs.

Of course, what made Wu Man Shuang even more alert was that even a small waiter in the Silver Light Arena could casually reveal Bu Ye's identity in order to please Dui Choumian.

This may be because Bu Ye did not do a good job of keeping his identity confidential, but it also reflects another shocking fact.

——Although they both have to fight monsters, the treatments of Du Choumian and Bu Ye are obviously different.

Just like at this moment, Dui Choumian is the guest of honor sitting high on the stands.

As for Bu Ye, he was just a fighter bought for five hundred low-grade spirit stones to fight in the arena.

The question is... since Bu Ye has been exposed to the dark side of the Silver Arena, does he have the qualifications to stop this job?

...If he had the qualifications to call a halt, his true identity would not have been revealed to Wu Man Shuang so easily, and he wouldn't even have to pay any price.

Dui Choumian smiled meaningfully: "A sword cultivator who has awakened his sword spirit, don't you take it seriously?"

"What are you talking about?" The waiter replied respectfully, "We need swordsmen like this who have awakened their sword spirit."

Of the two of them, one was nonchalant, the other was chatting and laughing.

But despite the nonchalant tone, Wu Manshuang had already sensed the chilling tone revealed in this brief conversation.

After two games in a row, no newcomers came on stage for a while.

Instead, some uniformed arena staff quietly dragged away the corpses of monsters in the arena and cleaned the place.

Glancing around briefly, Wu Manshuang noticed that although there were no new matches to watch, none of the spectators left their seats, and their faces were filled with anticipation.

...What are they waiting for?

This question was answered half a minute later.

Secret doors on all sides opened, and waiters in neat uniforms came out carrying trays of fish.

Their trays were filled with small wine glasses. When many spectators saw the wine glasses from a distance, their breathing suddenly became heavy.

That is undisguised desire.

The waiter beside Wu Manshuang took the initiative to get him a cup and respectfully presented it to him with both hands.

"Please enjoy your meal."

Wu Man Shuang took a closer look and saw that the content in the cup was dark in color, as scarlet as blood, and carried an undisguised demonic aura.

“…”

How many monsters were used as raw materials to make this blood wine, which has such a strong aura?

Thinking back to the waiter's tactful yet firm suggestion that Dui Choumian should not poison the monster when defeating it, Wu Man Shuang suddenly understood a little.

——Could this blood wine be made from the corpses of freshly slaughtered monsters?

Du Choumian did not drink it in a hurry, but held the glass in his hand and looked around with interest.

His thin lips pressed tightly against the slightly cool silver mouth, his eyes, which were shrouded by the smoke, seemed to be watching a good show, taking in other people's reactions.

The wine glass was very shallow, and the blood wine was only enough for one sip.

After taking a sip of the wine, almost all of the audience had red eyes and excited expressions, and even thin white hot air was steaming out from their heads.

...For some reason, Wu Manshuang felt a sense of familiarity after seeing them like this.

The waiter who was serving on the side seemed very courteous on the surface, but in fact his eyes were always fixed on Du Choumian's pale palm and the small wine glass in his palm.

Although the waiter did not dare to urge him, the surrounding environment, the waiter's intense gaze, and the unfinished test all urged Du Choumian to drink the glass of blood wine.

Dui Choumian raised his eyebrows sarcastically, raised his head and drank the contents of the cup in one gulp.

The pungent, sweet and fishy liquid had just flowed into Wu Manshuang's throat. After she realized what it was, a surge of cold anger suddenly rose in her heart.

——When it comes to using poison to inflict intrigue, few people in the world can compare to Wu Manshuang.

The little snake was born with a natural poison. Because of this, all poisons on the market, whether common or hidden, have no effect on him.

Moreover, once Wu Manshuang tasted it, she would find that there were very few ingredients that she couldn't analyze.

Because of this, Wu Manshuang drank it in one gulp. This blood wine was highly addictive.

As long as Wu Manshuang wanted to, he could synthesize the same poison.

But almost as soon as the poison was invented, Wu Man Shuang thought it was too evil and banned its use.

A subsequent conversation with Yan Luoyue further confirmed Wu Manshuang's idea.

However, the liquor provided by the Silver Light Arena...

It doesn't work on Wu Manshuang, but can it harm other people?

——Oh, by the way, this kind of wine can also improve your cultivation.

When the blood wine entered his stomach, it was like a hot line of fire burning along his throat.

The mixed spiritual energy naturally surged into Dantian.

The feeling of surging power made everyone present look excited.

Dui Choumian knocked the smoke gun, knocking the spiritual energy out along the long tube one strand at a time.

The man still had a smile on his handsome face.

But the cold look of anger and laughter in his eyes was really like a long snake locking onto its target.

——Yes, Wu Manshuang knew the reaction after drinking this wine, and why it made him feel familiar.

Thinking back then, in the secret room of the Lu family, when the half-demon gave birth to a demon fetus, and the young master of the Lu family refined it into a pill and took it, Lu Jindu showed this expression that seemed like he was drunk and over-excited.

The wine had already gone down my throat, but the sweet, fishy smell of rust still lingered on my tongue. It felt like cold iron being sharpened into a blade, or like the outpost of revenge.

Dui Choumian laughed silently, his smile was sharp and dangerous.

What a coincidence.

After many twists and turns, it turns out to be a previous connection.

…

At about the same time, Yan Luoyue was sorting out relevant information with Yin Wangyou.

After reviewing the entire process in his mind, Yan Luoyue suddenly realized a key issue.

"Forget it," she cried, frowning, "Who else have you told about your latest discovery besides me and Jingxuan?"

Yin Wangyou listed several names one after another.

Except for her brother, Yan Luoyue had never heard of the rest of the names. It was said that they were all Yin Wangyou's friends.

Yan Luoyue further narrowed down the scope of confirmation: "So, among these friends of yours, are there any you knew in the Silver Light Arena?"

Hearing this, Yin Wangyou looked at Yan Luoyue in surprise, as if surprised that she would ask such a question.

"Of course."

You know, the first time they met was in the Silver Light Arena.

It is conceivable that Yin Wangyou must have connections related to the Silver Light Arena.

"Wei Qingsi." Yin Wangyou gave a name.

"Qingsi is a good friend I met in the Silver Light Arena, and she has always been very interested in my research progress."

Yin Wangyou doesn’t have many friends, and those who have remained friends until today are basically cultivators who share similar interests and are easy to talk to.

Because of this, even though Wei Qingsi doesn't understand medicine or monsters, and can't provide Yin Wangyou with any research ideas, Yin Wangyou is happy to tell her about the progress of his current experiments.

Hearing this, Yan Luoyue's eyes turned deep, and she almost wanted to sigh for Yin Wangyou.

But not only could she not sigh, she had to remind him in a calm and indifferent voice:

"So is it possible that your paper crane was not intercepted by someone, but was... handed in by someone?"

“…”

After hearing this speculation, Yin Wangyou remained silent for a long time.

Yin Wangyou is not a stupid person, she is just persistent and puts most of her energy on the things she cares about.

At this moment, Yan Luoyue had already parted the clouds and saw the fog.

Therefore, those details that had been ignored many times in the past flowed through Yin Wangyu's heart like running water.

At this moment, the truth was like a false painted skin being torn apart, revealing the naked flesh and blood underneath.

Needless to say Luoyue said more, Yin Wangyou's eyes were filled with realization, shock, disbelief, pain and anger after being betrayed.

Yan Luoyue turned away her eyes reluctantly and added in a low voice:

"To be honest, before I received your letter, I was investigating matters related to the Silver Light Arena..."

Yin Wangyou nodded stiffly.

Yan Luoyue reminded her: "Speaking of the Silver Light Arena, do you have anything to say, Forget your worries?"

"Yes." Yin Wangyou murmured, "Complete monsters are black market goods, very scarce, and generally cannot be bought on the market."

"So, I... I got the Thousand-Faced Demon Corpse and even the Left-Handed Helicon Demon's thread through the Silver Light Arena."

It’s not Yin Wangyou’s fault for not being alert.

After all, as an arena that often needs to award various rewards to the champions, it is understandable that the Silver Arena can get the corpses of monsters.

The underlying logic is probably the same as why banks always keep rice, flour, grain and oil on hand to provide benefits to their savings customers.

Yan Luoyue pondered for a moment, and his expression suddenly became more solemn than ever before.

She asked another question, which made Yin Wangyou turn pale on the spot.

All I heard was Yan Luoyue asking word by word: "Wangyou, where is your brother? Where is he now?"

"——Does Wei Qingsi know where your brother is?"

Yin Wangyou: “!!!”

This question was like a bolt from the blue, and it immediately exposed Yin Wangyou's biggest concern.

Over the years, she has been dependent on her brother, who has become the girl's only relative.

Regarding being hunted, Yin Wangyou was nervous but not afraid.

If there was anything that worried her, it was probably the harm to her brother...

But the problem is, Wei Qingsi, she really knows where Yin Baican lives!

Biting his lower lip tightly, Yin Wangyou spoke word by word: "My brother also knows that she is my friend. If she wants to coax my brother away..."

Before one wave subsides, another wave rises.

Just as Yin Wangyou finished his words, a cold beam of magic suddenly shot into the cave entrance, stirring up a large cloud of dust on the ground - it turned out that the pursuers were coming again!

Before Yan Luoyue could react, Shen Jingxuan had already jumped up.

The violent little nun had put on her boxing gloves at some point.

The Xuanjing boxing gloves were covered with spikes, making Shen Jingxuan's two fists look like two huge black sea urchins.

Yan Luoyue: “…”

If you get punched by something like this, you probably won't be able to recover your entire body for the rest of your life.

Yan Luoyue thought about it, sighed compassionately, and took out a large object with a stand from his storage bag. Without even looking at it, he fired it out with a stream of light.

This thing looks weird, with a long, streamlined body and a cone-like pointed head.

Even though Yin Wangyou was worried, he couldn't help but ask, "Luoyue, what is this?"

Yan Luoyue said calmly: "I'll kill you 6.0."

As soon as she finished speaking, the bullet automatically turned in mid-air, locked onto the target, and then exploded with a loud bang in the distant forest.

At this moment, smoke rose up, trees fell down, and even the ground beneath my feet seemed to tremble.

Yin Wangyou: “…”

Shen Jingxuan: “…”

Being stared at with indescribable looks by his two good friends, Yan Luoyue patted the corner of his clothes indifferently.

"Let's go pick them up quickly. If we go too late, they might be dead and we won't be able to get any information from them."

At this point, Yan Luoyue couldn't help but sigh: "Wangyou, it's great to team up with an alchemist like you. Even if the enemy is on the verge of death, you can still bring him back to life with a pill."

Yin Wangyou: “…”

Yin Wangyou hesitated and said, "No... In the past, no one used my pills like this..."

Her pills are usually used to keep teammates alive, not enemies alive!

Also, wasn’t her and Jingxuan’s original intention in finding Yan Luoyue to borrow Gui Yuanzong’s network of connections?

Why are even weaponsmiths so good at fighting these days? What kind of fighting style is this little turtle from? !

After looking at Yan Luoyue with a complicated look again, Yin Wangyou whispered a word of thanks, and then, under the protection of Shen Jingxuan, he quickly walked towards the direction where the shells fell.

At the landing site of Creation 6.0, Yan Luoyue and the other two collected several corpses and two survivors.

In addition, they made an unexpected discovery——

Just as he stepped out of the cave, Yin Wangyou suddenly received a paper letter.

The arrival of this paper crane was indeed strange. As soon as Yin Wangyou opened it, his expression became very strange.

“…”

Yan Luoyue leaned towards the letter, and seeing that Yin Wangyou had no objection, she set her eyes on the letter.

Sure enough, the paper crane was written by Wei Qingsi.

This person was really shameless. He stabbed Yin Wangyou in the back without mentioning anything, and then he could even report the news anxiously in the tone of a close friend.

What should I do? Forget your worries. Your brother has been arrested! What should I do next? Do you have any next steps?

No wonder Yin Wangyou kept pursing his lips after reading the letter, and his face turned blue with anger.

Yin Wangyou uttered a curse word by word through his teeth:

"Wei Qingsi... She, she is so pretentious, does she really think I am a fool who can be manipulated by her?"

According to common sense, the pursuers came so quickly, most likely following the lead of Wei Qingsi's paper crane.

Yin Wangyou was about to cut off the paper crane connection with Wei Qingsi, so that Wei Qingsi's paper crane could not locate her, but Yan Luoyue grabbed her hand.

"Wait, there's no rush."

Yan Luoyue said calmly: "Let's first ask the captured pursuers to see if there is any news about your brother... If not, then try to get some information from Wei Qingsi."

In this way, Yan Luoyue and the other two acted as ferociously as tigers and managed to save the lives of the two dying people.

The three of them had clear division of labor: Yan Luoyue was responsible for attack, Yin Wangyou was responsible for keeping him alive, and Shen Jingxuan was responsible for interrogation.

Or in other words...

"Interrogation? What is interrogation?" the little nun asked a little confused.

As she spoke, she picked up one of the pursuers and punched him hard with her fist.

“…”

The pursuer's face suddenly became very strange, looking like a close relative of pig liver, as if he was about to puff out his lungs in one breath.

Shen Jingxuan said impatiently: "I really don't know what interrogation is - but generally speaking, people who have been beaten by me are willing to say anything."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Of course you fucking did. You didn’t even take off those sea urchin-looking gloves!

After being hit by this thing, who, except Yan Luoyue who has high health and defense, would not want to say a few true words to Shen Jingxuan?

Anyway, the two pursuers were each beaten up by Shen Jingxuan, and then they started crying and screaming.

"We don't know. We really don't know!"

The two men spat out blood and begged for mercy: "We were only assigned a mission to capture this alchemist - if we can't catch him, we can just keep silent. We have never heard of Yin Baishen or Yin Hongshen!"

Shen Jingxuan's expression darkened, and his aura was as if he was possessed by Lu Zhishen.

She really did the same as Lu Zhishen, raising a fist as big as a vinegar bowl, ready to deal with the two of them as if they were Zhen Guanxi.

"you……"

At this moment, although the little nun was only 1.6 meters tall, her aura was as strong as 1.88 meters.

Yan Luoyue consciously dubbed for Shen Jingxuan and said, "What a jerk, what a bastard, are you two just having fun?"

Shen Jingxuan: “…”

Shen Jingxuan turned around with a puzzled look on his face and looked at Yan Luoyue, not knowing what she was talking about.

"Well... what I mean is," Yan Luoyue touched the tip of his nose, "Jingxuan, please stop first. If you hammer again, this guy will become a 120-pound piece of lean meat without a single bit of fat on it."

Yan Luoyue took over the two pursuers and interrogated them very carefully.

With Shen Jingxuan holding the bloody boxing gloves to calm the situation, the two pursuers cooperated very well and answered obediently no matter what Yan Luoyue asked.

After some negotiations, Yan Luoyue was certain that they really did not know the whereabouts of Yin Wangyou's brother.

Firstly, these people are just low-level thugs who are usually only responsible for doing dirty work.

Secondly, those responsible for hunting and intelligence do not belong to the same department at all.

In other words, each side performs their own duties and strives for their own KPI indicators. The relationship between colleagues is not very harmonious and they do not care about each other's affairs.

However, the two men also confessed truthfully that they were indeed from the nearby Silver Light Arena.

After a moment's hesitation, Yan Luoyue decided to deceive them directly.

"You guys at the Silver Light Arena are really brave to keep monsters in your possession!"

After hearing this, one of the two pursuers looked bewildered, while the other shuddered violently.

Yan Luoyue mentioned the latter, and asked with a half-smile: "You know?"

"I... just heard something vaguely." The man pleaded softly, "One of the waiters in charge of feeding the monsters is my lover. She told me quietly, and then I found out..."

The man hurriedly emphasized, "I'll tell you whatever you want to ask, but don't let that sea urchin lady interrogate us!"

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Shen Jingxuan, who was promoted to the title of Sea Urchin Master: "..."

These two pursuers were just low-level minions, and Yan Luoyue had drained all their words out of them in a short while.

After asking for the relevant information, Yan Luoyue couldn't help but sigh that although they were also related to monsters, the tone of the Silver Light Arena was obviously much tighter than that of the Hongtong Palace.

The Hongtong Palace has become so arrogant that monsters are rampant in the area. All the disciples in the palace know about it, but no one speaks out.

The news that the Silver Light Arena was breeding monsters was unknown even to their own members.

However, such cautiousness also indirectly shows that this place is not the home ground of the Silver Light Arena.

They haven't had time to collude with those in power and connect with each other.

Thinking of this, Yan Luoyue couldn't help but let out a breath and felt slightly relaxed.

Leaving the two pursuers behind, Yan Luoyue turned to look at Yin Wangyou standing beside him.

"Forget your worries about your brother... First ask for help from the person named Wei Qingsi and ask her to provide you with a 'staying place'."

Yin Wangyou deduced without thinking: "She will set an ambush for me."

After a pause, Yin Wangyou instantly understood what Yan Luoyue meant: "You mean, I have to fall into her ambush first?"

"Yes." Yan Luoyue nodded and smiled approvingly, "Your brother himself is not a particularly important hostage. If they capture you, they won't pay much attention to your brother."

"When the time comes, once Wei Qingsi reveals your brother's whereabouts, or your brother is released, we will be able to catch the mantis while it stalks the cicada."

If you can't get the information from Wei Qingsi, then directly forcing Wei Qingsi to get the information will be the same.

Yin Wangyou stared at Yan Luoyue calmly: "Are you and Jingxuan the oriole?"

"No, Jingxuan and I will accompany you." Yan Luoyue said with a smile, "As for the yellow bird - it's us from Guiyuan Sect."

"Huh?"

While they were talking, another paper crane flew over.

Yin Wangyou had almost developed paper crane ptsd. When he saw the paper crane, he subconsciously looked defensive.

Yan Luoyue smiled sweetly, stretched out her hand, let the paper crane rest on the back of her hand, then she opened the letter and showed the contents to Yin Wangyou.

Yan Luoyue smiled playfully: "After all, I am also a local leader in Yunning Daze."

"Look, reinforcements are coming!"

After reading the letter quickly, Yin Wangyou took a deep breath.

"How come... so fast?"

The letter that Yan Luoyue received showed that Gui Yuanzong attached great importance to the information provided by Yan Luoyue.

The sect started operating at the first instant, and now the Guiyuan Sect strongholds in several nearby cities are all on standby.

A swordsman named Yuan Feiyu was nearby, and the sect had sent a message to him to join Yan Luoyue. In addition, the sect also sent someone to pick up Wu Manshuang.

Yan Luoyue laughed and said, "Because our sect is better and my senior brother is more reliable."

But even though she said this, Yin Wangyou couldn't help but look at Yan Luoyue one more time.

——You know, a piece of information was passed up and was immediately taken seriously. This certainly reflected the sect’s open-mindedness, but it also explained Yan Luoyue’s status in Guiyuan Sect.

It turned out that, unknown to Yin Wangyou, this old friend who had always kept in touch with her and whose tone was always as lively and gentle as before had been away for three days, and she was really impressed.

They didn't have to wait long before they saw a flash of light across the sky.

Soon, a flying sword stopped steadily in front of Yan Luoyue and the other two, and a young man who was full of vigor and looked as proud as a new bud on a jade tree jumped down from the flying sword.

Yan Luoyue narrowed her eyes and called out happily, "Senior Brother Xiao Yuan, you came so quickly!"

"Junior Sister Dayan." Yuan Feiyu nodded at her seriously.

At first, Yuan Feiyu's expression was still very solemn, but when he said the second half of the sentence, he couldn't help laughing.

"Don't call me Xiao Yuan - Da Yuan, call me Senior Brother Da Yuan."

…

Wu Manshuang returned to her room and held a golden beast head ring in front of her eyes.

If there were spectators from the Silver Light Arena here at this moment, they would find that Dui Choumian, who used to roam freely in the arena with a gorgeous and enchanting appearance, now has a dignified demeanor.

Wu Manshuang stared at the ring for a long time, then frowned, twisted the ring with two fingers and placed it on the table nearby, then pushed it away with her nails.

It was quite ironic that after Dui Choumian defeated the monster, the Silver Light Arena actually registered his arena points properly.

This is a clear enough hint.

This means that the mastermind behind the scenes is watching Dui Choumian and telling him that when the level of the ring rises from gold to crystal, the results that Dui Choumian can obtain will also be further improved.

Therefore, getting rid of sleep problems requires enough patience.

After letting out a long breath, Wu Manshuang began to think about the purpose behind the Silver Light Arena.

First of all, blood wine can improve your cultivation.

Although some natural treasures are also beneficial to cultivation, most of them have level restrictions.

And if the blood wine can work for Wu Manshuang, a Jindan cultivator, then it can also work for foundation-building cultivators - even if Wu Manshuang is bolder, he guessed that this blood wine would be equally effective for Yuanying cultivators.

It’s no wonder that the audience in the underground arena is so eager for this wine, considering it is such a “good” thing.

But they don’t know that what they drink is not just alcohol, but also an addictive, subtle poison.

Secondly…

Wu Man Shuang's expression became more solemn.

He was thinking, from the perspective of the Silver Light Arena, what do they think Du Choumian needs?

When Wu Man Shuang first sneaked into the arena under the identity of Dui Choumian, he used 70% of his random response and 30% of his mystification.

Unexpectedly, this "Xuan Xu" is actually believed to be true by the Silver Light Arena.

Generally speaking, when extraditing a new identity to join an organization, its true identity and origin must be verified.

Otherwise, how could Bu Ye, a swordsman who had mastered the sword's essence, be thrown into the arena as a consumable?

How can Duichoumian, who has always been half-hidden and silent, sit on the high platform?

Logically speaking, before Wu Manshuang entered the arena, someone should have come to contact him and ask him who introduced him.

And yet they don’t ask—wait?

Wu Manshuang suddenly stopped and then sat up straight.

At this moment, his expression was strange and indescribable.

——Is it possible that after seeing Dui Choumian’s attire, the Silver Light Arena tacitly accepted his background, or in other words, it tacitly accepted that it was normal for Dui Choumian to know about the Silver Light Arena?

The demon from Southern Xinjiang...Southern...

To the south, that is the site of Hongtong Palace.

Just as Wu Manshuang was concentrating on thinking carefully, there was suddenly a slight movement on the windowsill.

Wu Manshuang raised his head subconsciously, his fingertips slightly opened in defense, and then he saw...

Um... this... how should I put it...

Wu Manshuang saw a familiar tentacle appear on the windowsill.

That is the tentacle belonging to Senior Brother Kang Bashui.

Wu Manshuang: "...Senior Brother Bashui?"

His voice was full of mystery.

On the neck of the tentacle... bah, on the front end of the tentacle, there is a small square pendant hanging, and Kang Bashui's voice came from this pendant.

"Junior Brother Wu." Kang Bashui greeted Wu Manshuang warmly.

"Considering that you are in disguise, it is not convenient for me to show my face to meet you, so I will use this method to communicate with you!"

Wu Manshuang: “…”

Wu Manshuang said tactfully: "Senior Brother's tentacles, how come..."

"Hahahaha!" Kang Bashui laughed heartily.

"This is a secret technique unique to my octopus clan. After the tentacles leave the body, I can manipulate them to perform certain activities, and it also allows me to sense what is happening on the other side of the tentacles."

Wu Manshuang said cautiously, "Regarding the former, I have heard of the earthworm tribe and the gecko tribe, and it seems that there is a similar situation..."

"Oh, but, Brother, this principle is a little different from those of the other two tribes."

Kang Bashui answered very brightly and frankly:

"The main thing is that we, the octopus clan, have a brain on each of our tentacles, so now I can sense your situation, my wizard brother..."

Wu Manshuang: “!!!”

Kang Bashui said naturally: "Haha, these are just some minor details, you don't have to worry about them, Junior Brother Wu."

Wu Manshuang: “…”

At this moment, Wu Manshuang was greatly shocked.

His pupils trembled, and he really wanted to take over Yan Luoyue's position of complaining and shout a few words to Senior Brother Kang.

——Senior Brother Bashui, please don’t make such a light statement about such a serious matter!

——You actually have nine brains!

——You actually manage to not let anyone know that you have nine brains at all in normal times!

——Do you know that in Fufeng, there are people who think you only have one-ninth of a brain, Brother Bashui? !