Chapter 122 Su Yao Makes Her Debut in the Arena
“No, not really,” Shen Qi sighed softly, “After all, he is the child you brought back, so I should know something about him.”
"It seems that the children we trained in Ghost Market are somewhat dissatisfied with how Qiu Yin is treated."
“Let the children handle their own affairs,” Su Yu handed the Spirit Transfer Bracelet to Shen Qi, a faint smile playing on her lips as she looked through the mask. “Let’s see if he’s better suited to the Demon Realm or the Spirit Realm, and let him climb the ladder himself.”
“He said before that he would do things for me and be at my beck and call.”
Shen Qi smiled, his expression as gentle and reserved as he always was: "Your subordinate understands."
"So what's next...?"
"Next, of course you should go and handle official business. I see you're managing it quite well, so I won't interfere." Su Yu took a few steps forward, then suddenly remembered something he hadn't mentioned. "Oh, right, prepare a spectator seat for me at the arena. Also, what about the Journey Competition three months from now? I want to go watch it."
The unexpected turn of events during the sinking period prompted me to naturally agree.
If the Ghost Lord needs something, he can let them know in advance, and his subordinates will be prepared, making things easier for them.
As for the Grand Tournament, there are internal channels for advancement within the Ghost Market, so very few people participate. However, as the representative of the Ghost Market forces in the Central Spirit Realm, Fansu City Ghost Market receives invitations to watch the tournament every year. In the past, the captain and vice captain would usually draw lots to select one of them to be a staking out, while also checking if there were any promising talents who could be recruited into the Ghost Market.
If the Ghost Lord is going this year, the event needs to be well-prepared, aiming for understated luxury with substance, highlighting the Ghost Lord's mysterious and powerful image.
With everything arranged here, Su Yu would go to the underground arena in the Ghost Market whenever he had free time. He would stay in a VIP box that had been specially prepared for him. Like the other VIP boxes, the wall facing the arena was made of a special material, allowing people to see outside, but those outside could not see inside the box.
The interior of the private room is decorated mainly in black and purple tones, with various high-grade crystals inlaid on the tables and chairs, mainly in the ice element. The fruit plate on the coffee table contains rare demon fruits from the demon realm, and there are also a few plates of spirit fruits as a cover. There are also plenty of pastries and drinks.
Because the Ghost Lord preferred tranquility, Shen Qi only arranged for two servants to wait outside the door, making it convenient for the Ghost Lord to use them.
The Fansu Ghost Market had already started three days ago. After receiving the news that the Ghost Market had added Meteorite Crimson Crystals as prizes, Su Yao was certain to come and check if it was true. It was just unknown when she would appear.
Su Yu sat upright in the main seat of the private room, scanning the multiple arenas below, anticipating Su Yao's appearance.
Su Yao arrived at Fansu Ghost Market that night. After receiving the news, she arranged with You Fujun to cover for her. Then, she was the first to finish her special training the next day and slipped away. However, this may have resulted in double the amount of training the next day.
But it doesn't matter. As a Nascent Soul cultivator, she can easily handle the special training targeting the Core Formation stage. Her instructors will only be amazed by her potential. When the competition is about to begin, she will pretend to break through to the peak of the Core Formation stage and reach the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage. The academy's instructors will probably praise her for being amazing.
However, Su Yao was still cautious. After confirming that the prize did indeed include Meteorite Crystals, she did not immediately sign up to go on stage. Instead, she found a corner with a good view in the audience and sat down to observe the participants in the underground arena.
The underground arena in the Ghost Market is divided into different groups according to level, and each group has its own prizes. However, only the Nascent Soul stage and the Divine Transformation stage groups have the first prize of Meteorite Crimson Crystal. There are five first prize slots in each group.
As expected of a ghost market, it's incredibly wealthy and powerful.
The underground arena, which does not usually host competitions, operates on a points system. Points can be redeemed for goods in the Ghost Market. During the competition, all participants' points start from zero, and they are ranked according to their points at the end of the competition.
After watching for a while, Su Yao decided to use the fake identity of Miss Mu and participate in the Nascent Soul group's arena with her true cultivation level.
The Nascent Soul group is too unchallenging; participating in the Deity Transformation group will hone her combat skills.
Su Yao, who had previously been chased by peak Void Transformation Realm cultivators but survived and even broke through to the next level, was eager to try again.
Getting into the top five is a bit difficult, but she can do it.
After observing several opponents who could pose a threat to her, Su Yao decided that there shouldn't be any major problems and got up to register.
"Hello, I would like to register for the Nascent Soul stage arena competition."
The girl at the registration desk pushed a registration form and a crystal ball over from the table, smiling professionally and sweetly: "Okay, please test your spiritual power cultivation first, and then fill out the registration form."
The registration form is very simple. You only need to fill in your title, cultivation level, and sign an agreement with your personal spiritual power that you will not care about life or death.
Su Yao made up a name for herself, "Hua Hua" (Flower), probably because almost no cultivator would give themselves such a weak and frail-sounding name. Most would prefer to use names that sound dangerous, like spirit beasts or plants. Su Yao got approved on the first try because there was no duplicate name.
What's wrong with Hua Hua? It sounds so good.
The girl at the registration desk showed no sign of surprise at the title, and smiled as she reminded everyone, "This tournament will end in four days. Participants will need to go through fifty rounds of matching. Please take note."
Su Yao politely thanked him and immediately started the matchmaking process.
In the private room atop the platform, the system suppressed its own low screams within Su Yu's sea of consciousness:
Su Yu felt a subtle mix of homesickness and trepidation, but she couldn't sit still any longer. She walked straight to the special wall that offered an unobstructed view outwards and stood there, intently watching the direction of Arena Number Seventeen.
Su Yao entered the stage wearing a mask and a black outfit with red patterns. Her long hair was tied up in a high ponytail that swayed freely with her movements, making her look very energetic.
Her opponent was a middle-aged man with a scar on his face. He looked somewhat gloomy and was at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, seemingly about to break through to the late stage.
The middle-aged man was quite polite and didn't spew any trash talk just because his opponent was a young woman. After exchanging greetings, the two waited quietly for the referee's signal to begin.
Su Yao remained calm and composed on stage.
Su Yu, sitting in the private room, felt a little nervous, holding his breath as if he was afraid that if he missed seeing her for even a moment, his sister would be seriously injured.
With a burst of spiritual energy as a signal, the two people on the stage instantly moved.
Su Yao's opponent was a water-type, and at the start of the match, the opponent unleashed a powerful attack, sending massive waves crashing towards Su Yao.
He could feel the pressure emanating from his opponent.
If you don't give it your all, you're guaranteed to lose!
Within the mist, faint glittering silver threads danced in the air.
If you touch it, it will probably cut your skin immediately, or even your bones.
"This is such a rare weapon. It must hurt a lot to get cut by it."
A soft female voice came from behind his ear.
The scarred man was shocked.
When? How could it be so fast?
But before he could turn around and retaliate, Su Yao knocked out her first opponent with a single chop.
This is too weak, there's nothing to learn from it, and she doesn't want to waste the time she could have spent learning from others and honing her skills.
Su Yao looked up thoughtfully, her gaze sweeping across the audience seats.
Why does she always feel like someone is watching her?
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