The elder appears
However, the Colosseum has an anti-cheating formation.
In the audience, those who use magic to interfere with the Colosseum are prohibited. Violators will be fined 1,000 low-grade spirit stones. If they cannot pay the low-grade spirit stones, they will win ten matches in the Colosseum before they can be free.
There were slogans on both sides, and the conditions were so strict. This Da Zhuang was actually trying to cheat right under my nose! I don't know whether to call him loyal or stupid.
The people on the field shook their heads: "Da Zhuang, you are still too young."
"Yes, these 1,000 low-grade spirit stones are so expensive. Who can afford them? If you can afford 1,000 low-grade spirit stones, then why risk your life here?"
"Before Dazhuang does anything, he doesn't even think about the elderly and parents at home. If not for himself, he should think about his family!"
Upon hearing this, Qian Luo looked towards the field. The elderly man was unable to avoid the ferocious tiger at all. He was holding a knife, his legs trembling, his expression panicked, and his mind blank.
If it weren't for his family, why would he be in such a miserable state?
Da Zhuang cast a spell, causing the tiger to be pierced by a golden arrow. It instantly howled and roared loudly, stomped its feet on the ground, and the earth shook. Even the people in the audience felt a tremor.
Old Zhang squinted his eyes, his vision blurry, but he knew that only Da Zhuang had helped him. It was he who had harmed this young man. A fine of 1,000 low-grade spirit stones! This was hundreds of times the rent!
“Ouch—”
The tiger had clearly been hit in the weak spot. Originally the king of the mountain, commanding all the beasts, now he was confined to a corner, imprisoned by the monks, unable to run freely in the forest. Who wouldn't be angry? Who wouldn't cry out?
And today, the little mortal in front of him actually dared to stab its back, trying to defeat it with the knife in his hand?
Its thick claws dug into the sand and gravel, and it roared angrily, then pounced forward like crazy!
Everyone closed their eyes in fear, but many people were very excited because they could see the bloody scene of a tiger eating a person, which meant they had won! They could win a lot of low-grade spirit stones in the gambling house!
Gamblers are already at the end of their rope, and they can't help but cheer and shout when they see victory right before their eyes.
He completely forgot that there was an elderly man in the Colosseum.
Some people are both hateful and pitiful. They can disregard the lives of others for the sake of their own wealth.
Everyone's face was filled with smug smiles, their eyes were shining, victory was just ahead, veins on their foreheads were exposed, and they wished the tiger would bite off Lao Zhang's head.
These high-ranking district chiefs are indeed cunning and greedy, but they are also like devils, without any conscience and empathy.
Da Zhuang scolded: "Are you still human? You are actually happy about the death of your own kind?"
The gamblers all laughed and said, "Da Zhuang! You should worry about yourself. You owe 1,000 low-grade spirit stones for cheating. 1,000 low-grade spirit stones! Even if you sell yourself, you can't afford it! You have elderly people at home. Let's see what you can do! And you still have time to criticize us?"
"That's right! Dazhuang, you might as well just run away! Escape to the mountains and forests, and maybe you'll encounter a teleportation array or something that can teleport you out. Why bother struggling here?"
Da Zhuang gritted his teeth, a wave of silent despair and anger welling up in his heart! The Colosseum was indeed bloody and terrifying, but the most terrifying thing was the human heart!
Old Zhang in the Colosseum had a look of despair on his face. He knew that some people in the arena were worried about him, while some were hoping that he would die in the tiger's mouth so that they could get rich low-grade spirit stones.
But he didn't want to! He had already harmed Dazhuang, a good boy, and he couldn't just die!
Before going on stage today, he was carefree, but after having Da Zhuang's help, he found that there were still people in this world who cared about him, and Da Zhuang had given so much for him, he absolutely could not die easily!
“Ahhhhh!!!”
He burst out his last strength, his eyes shining, holding the knife with his left hand, and stabbed it at the tiger's eyes at the fastest speed! It was as if he had regained the strength and speed of his youth.
Old Zhang is not a shrewd ant who can be slaughtered at will. When he was young, he killed tigers and wolves in the mountains and forests to support his family! He has done everything!
An old horse still has ambitions to run a thousand miles! He feels that he is not old yet, at least not now!
Both Tiger and Lao Zhang erupted in astonishing power, a scene witnessed by everyone in the audience. They too sensed a determination to never give up! It was truly breathtaking!
Under Dazhuang's expectant and nervous eyes, all that was heard was the tiger's roar: "Ao——" which frightened all the beasts.
There was a bloody scene before my eyes. Amidst the flying sand and rocks, I could vaguely see an old man crawling on the ground and a struggling tiger. His painful howls expressed his unwillingness in his heart!
His eyes were blinded!
Old Zhang, who was lying on the ground, held a knife in his left hand and smiled brightly: "I won."
The wrinkles on his face smoothed out, and he was no longer an old and useless man.
"Win—"
"Ahhh, I can get the low-grade spirit stone!"
"How come there are still people betting on Lao Zhang to win! Damn it, I already bet on Lao Hu to win, and I'm going to lose again!"
"Bah, what a weakling! You can't even beat an old man, what the hell? Damn, I lost again, what should I do!"
"Da Zhuang! It's all your fault! If you hadn't hit the tiger first, how could this old man succeed? Guard, guard! Come and catch him quickly, he's cheating!"
Someone shouted for the guards to come over. They had already lost and were ready to fight to the death with Da Zhuangyu: "That's him! Catch him quickly, he's cheating!"
Soon, the guards of the Colosseum came to arrest Da Zhuang, their faces solemn: "You have violated the rules. Please pay 1,000 low-grade spirit stones. If you can't pay, after winning 10 games in the Colosseum, this account will be written off. If you can't win 10 games, you will never be free."
The excited Da Zhuang seemed to be splashed with cold water, and felt cold from head to toe. He opened his pale lips and said, "I..."
A strange voice rang out: "Didn't you also bet on Lao Zhang to win? Aren't you going to get your low-grade spirit stone?"
Da Zhuang turned around and saw that it was the strange female cultivator from yesterday. She enlightened him: "That's right! I left the casino and I bet on Lao Zhang to win!"
The guards were surprised. They had also left the casino and chosen Tiger. It was clearly a very simple game, a gamble with a clear winner and loser, and they had chosen Tiger. Who could have known that Old Zhang, despite his age, still had the strength to resist? They had lost their low-grade spirit stones.
In the gambling room, very few people bet on Lao Zhang to win, but unexpectedly, the person in front of him was one of them. You know, all of them bet a lot of low-grade spirit stones on Lao Hu to win.
If Lao Zhang won, all of their low-grade spirit stones would go to the other side. Some people had staked their lives on Tiger's victory, so you could imagine how rich the low-grade spirit stones were in this bet.
I guess this kid can really come up with 1,000 low-grade spirit stones to save himself from the suffering in the Colosseum.
It's also lucky.
Old Zhang on the field also breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing the dying tiger, his chest heaving, he laughed heartily: "The martyr is still full of ambition in his old age!"
Qian Luo smiled at Da Zhuang and turned to look at Wang Nanxing. In addition to paying attention to the movements on the field, she was also paying attention to the movements around Wang Nanxing. There must be someone nearby.
She had scanned the area with her spiritual sense and found a person who had reached the great perfection of Qi training nearby. He must be one of the three elders of District 8.
I didn't expect Wang Nanxing to be recognized even after taking the disguise pill. Was Wang Tongtian too accurate in finding people?
"Sister Xiaoqing! This is so touching!" Although he did not find any information about his parents today, when he saw the old man killing the tiger in front of him, a surge of passion and strength surged in his heart!
The old man kills the tiger and still has the strength to fight!
He is so young, how can he not stop a chariot with his bare hands?
Qian Luo narrowed her eyes and said, "Xiao Xing, I just placed a bet. Go to the gambling house and help me get back the low-grade spirit stones!"
Wang Nanxing's eyes lit up: "Sister Xiaoqing, I knew you were a good person! I'll get it!"
Wang Nanxing went to the gambling house without hesitation. After he left, the elders hiding in the dark also began to act.
Qianluo glanced at Lao Zhang, who had escaped from the tiger's mouth, and the dying tiger, then released Chi Zhao and whispered, "Release the people and animals trapped in the cages and let them go home."
Chi Zhao's dark eyes swept around and found that they were all low-level cultivators and low-level monsters. He felt relieved: "Don't worry! After everyone and the beasts evacuated, I set the entire Colosseum on fire. I know that's what you think!"
Qianluo handed him a bottle of pills: "If anyone or any animal is in danger, you should let them take these pills. Saving their lives is the most important thing."
"Remember, don't show your true appearance in front of others."
Chi Zhao nodded, holding his cat head high: "Humph! I know! I'm smart!"
Qianluo touched his chubby face and said, "I might not be nearby. Just follow my scent and find me."
Chi Zhao swooped down to the ground, disguising himself as a chubby cat: "Okay!"
While no one was paying attention, he secretly burned the curtain. The fire grew more and more intense, spreading to the entire Colosseum. All the guards came to put out the fire, and no one paid any attention to the people and animals in the cages.
The audience was terrified: "Help! There's a fire!"
He quickly took the guard's key, and his fat and agile figure shuttled between the cages. Everyone only saw the key fall to the ground, but didn't know who was helping.
They were residents who had been evicted from their homes, and their expressions were excited: "We are saved!" They opened the cages and quickly returned home.
The monks who saw the raging fire had already run away, and those mortals who were gambling their lives, seeing the chaotic scene before them, naturally focused on saving their own lives.
Dazhuang also took Lao Zhang away from the Colosseum. Chi Zhao fed the tiger some elixir, and soon the tiger regained its strength. Although the beast had no intelligence, it knew the cat was coming to save it and nodded.
All the wild beasts and monsters came out of their cages, in a mighty and orderly manner, raising a cloud of dust.
"Oh no! The monsters and wild beasts have all escaped!"
"Oh my god, how can we explain this to the district chief? There's a fire and wild animals are escaping, and we can't stop so many of them!"
"How about we run away too? We'll die everywhere anyway!"
"Let's go! I don't want to do this shabby business in the Colosseum anymore. It kills people!"
In just three hours, the once majestic Colosseum was now desolate, with boiling flames everywhere. The fire spread and burned the entire arena, and no one dared to approach.
Wild beasts and monsters escaped, frightening people into panic and forcing them to stay indoors.
Under Chi Zhao's leadership, the wild beasts and monsters did not attack humans, but returned to the mountains and forests peacefully, enjoying their freedom and returning to their homes.
After everything was done, he discovered that the stinky master was actually dozens of kilometers away from him! If they didn't have a spirit beast contract, he really wouldn't be able to find it with his nose!
Stinky master, where have you been again!
——
Qian Luo followed the elder of District 8, and as expected, after he asked Wang Nanxing to go to the casino, the elder knocked Wang Nanxing unconscious from behind and took him away.
Xu Sheng picked up the young man beside him and shuttled through the woods, smiling wickedly: "With a treasure like you, the district chief will definitely be able to open the secret realm of the Wang family's ancestor!"
"I want to become rich too, hahaha!"
He is Xu Sheng, the third elder of District 8. He has three spiritual roots and has reached the great perfection of Qi training. Now he is almost a hundred years old. How can he not worry about the end of his life!
Five years ago, District 8 Chief Wang Tongtian summoned three elders and told them, "Three elders, you have followed me for many years. I treat you as brothers. That's why I'm talking about this matter today. You must keep it to yourself."
The eldest elder, Ma Qiang, always had a hot temper: "Brother, please tell us quickly. We have followed you for many years and will never tell anyone about this. Just put your heart back in your stomach!"
Second Elder Jiang Liang was thoughtful and said, "Brother, have you encountered any difficulties recently?"
Xu Sheng was also puzzled: "Brother Tongtian, don't worry. The three of us have followed you for decades. Who else can match our loyalty?"
Wang Tongtian sighed, "They say cultivators fight against the heavens and their fate! Although I'm in the middle stage of foundation building, I'm almost 200 years old and my life is coming to an end! And although you've reached the great perfection of Qi training and are only one foundation building pill away from building your foundation, the foundation building pills in the lower three districts are now firmly controlled by the higher-ups!"
"I don't even have any extra foundation-building pills for you to use. If I did, I would be the first to give them to you!"
Everyone was deeply moved after hearing this. "Brother, your kindness is truly remarkable. Everyone knows that Foundation Establishment Pills can only be made by alchemists from the Middle and Upper Three Districts. Even though you're the District Chief, the Foundation Establishment Pills you have are only enough for your own cultivation."
Wang Tongtian nodded and smiled: "The three elders have followed me through thick and thin, so of course I consider you my true brothers. So next I want to tell you that I have found a secret realm!"
The great elder Ma Qiang was surprised: "Secret Realm! District 8, apart from the day when the purple air came from the east, attracted countless cultivators from the middle three districts in a vain attempt to find the secret realm, our desolate land actually has a secret realm!"
Wang Tongtian shook his head. "Of course, I'm not talking about a secret realm filled with rare treasures, but a man-made secret realm. You all know that I come from the Wang family, a once-glorious cultivator family."
Second Elder Jiang Liang seemed to have thought of something, breathing rapidly. "Could it be that Wang family, the one that produced a cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage? I know that the Wang family's ancestor, Wang Daocheng, once borrowed a Jindan magic weapon from a senior master in order to resist heavenly thunder!"
Wang Tongtian nodded: "Second Elder is indeed smart, it is true. Wang Daocheng knew that he would fail in the Dan Condensation and would soon perish. He was afraid that his family would be divided up, so he stuffed all the treasures into a man-made secret realm."
"Not only are there magical tools for forming elixirs, but there are also spiritual tools for building foundations, low-grade spiritual stones, elixirs, talismans, formations, and other goodies!"
Xu Sheng hesitated and expressed his doubts: "But after all, it's been so many years, and we still don't know if the elixir is still effective!"
"Alas, Third Brother, you're worrying too much. The Wang Family Patriarch's elixir bottle is a high-end item that can be stored for many years. Besides, if you don't have the Foundation Establishment Pill, you can still get low-grade spirit stones, spirit tools, talismans, and formations..."
Everyone was moved by what he said. It was true! Without the Foundation Establishment Pill, there were still so many treasures!
"Besides, my life is coming to an end, so of course I need some things. So I will send you to District 7, where my good brother Chen Ziqiu is. He may have some extra Foundation Establishment Pills. You can use these treasures to exchange for Foundation Establishment Pills from him!"
The three elders were deeply moved when they heard this: "Brother, you have taken such great care of us! We will serve you till our death!"
"But the difficulty lies in opening this secret realm. I have the secret realm itself in my hand - the red gold umbrella, but Wang Daocheng is cunning. The secret realm can only be opened with the blood of a direct bloodline, and it must be the blood of a cultivator of the direct bloodline."
"And I am only a branch of the Wang family... I went through great pains to find this red umbrella."
When everyone heard this, they looked at each other in bewilderment: "The Wang family has been in decline for many years, and all the descendants are scattered everywhere. It seems a bit difficult to find someone now."
Wang Tongtian nodded. "Yes, I know it's a bit difficult, but I have a compass. We can just take it with us and go around District 8. If the compass lights up, then that person is our direct descendant!"
A few months later, they found an orphan on the streets of District 8.
The three elders brought the orphan to Wang Tongtian. When the orphan saw the important man, his legs went weak and he knelt on the ground, trembling.
Wang Tongtian smiled, as if he was looking at a treasure: "Your name is Zhang Yong?"
"Yes, yes, yes! My name is Zhang Yong!" Zhang Yong knelt down repeatedly.
"From now on you will be my godson, are you willing?"
Faced with the invitation from Wang Tongtian, the district chief of District 8, Zhang Yong, an orphan who had grown up eating at hundreds of homes and been looked down upon for so many years, now met a powerful cultivator who was protecting him, there was no reason for him to refuse.
"Yes, father, please accept my son's greeting!"
Wang Tongtian laughed out loud. After searching for several months, he finally found the direct descendant of the Wang family, an orphan. A direct descendant actually recognized him, a collateral descendant, as his father. It was so exciting and satisfying!
The three elders were all beaming with joy: "Congratulations, big brother, you've found your blood relative!"
From then on, these four people have been providing resources to Zhang Yong, hoping that he can successfully draw Qi into his body as soon as possible and become a true cultivator.
After Zhang Yong became a rent collector, he began to bully men and women everywhere and did all kinds of evil things. But these things were just trivial matters to these four people. As long as Zhang Yong was alive, it was fine.
"Brother, Zhang Yong has now reached the third level of Qi training."
Wang Wutong took out a shimmering red umbrella and said, "I know what you're thinking. I've been refining this mid-level spiritual weapon lately. It will be finished in seven days. Then we can enter the secret realm and look for opportunities!"
"good!"
After the four people waited confidently for seven days, who could have imagined that Zhang Yong died suddenly and his body was not found.
That day, in the retreat room in District 8, Wang Tongtian opened his eyes. He was furious and summoned the elders of District 8!
"Someone killed my blood relative!"
"Issue a tracking order! No matter where they are in the lower three districts, they must be found and killed without mercy!!!"
The three elders accepted the order and bowed their heads respectfully: "Yes!!!"
Then, it scattered in all directions like a meteor!
——
One month later
With a "bang", the teacup shattered into pieces.
The three elders were silent: "Brother, we really can't find Zhang Yong's body, otherwise we can squeeze out some blood..."
Wang Tongtian's face was heavy. "Damn it! After searching for so long, I only found Zhang Yong, our direct descendant. Now he's dead. What will happen to our secret realm?"
Second Elder Jiang Liang consoled him, "Don't worry, big brother. We'll use the compass to search again. I don't believe there are no direct descendants of the Wang family in District 8."
Three months later, they finally found the Wang family of three: father Wang Zhiping, mother Wang Wenzhu, and son Wang Nanxing.
"Wang Nanxing is already at the first level of Qi training. We don't need to wait. Capture him and deal with him immediately!"
Wang Tongtian clapped his hands on the railing, his depression dissipating as he laughed heartily: "God will not let down those who work hard. This is really good news!"
Then, there was news that the Wang family of three had been arrested.
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