If Gou Cheng becomes the Dao Ancestor, the monkey will come to become his disciple.

Chapter 60 Mysterious Token

The demon sword's opponent, the "Blood Fiend Wolf," made his appearance amidst gasps from the audience.

This was a wolf-like monster several meters in size, its entire body covered in blood-red fur. Its sharp claws gleamed with a chilling light, like steel knives, and its ferocious, bloodthirsty eyes inspired fear...

The fat Taoist priest explained from the side,

"This Blood Fiend Wolf is too terrifying and too ferocious. I saw the last battle; it killed a Foundation Establishment cultivator and ate him on the spot."

Jiang Chuan frowned upon hearing this: "They're eating people here and you're not going to do anything about it?"

The fat Taoist priest gave Jiang Chuan a strange look and explained, "Ahem, according to the rules of the arena, in a life-or-death duel, the winner is responsible for their own life and death. Besides receiving a prize, the winner can dispose of their opponent at will, whether human or demon..."

Therefore, cultivators and demonic beasts die here every day, making it very exciting.

Jiang Chuan nodded thoughtfully.

This is perhaps the main reason why so many viewers pay to watch it.

It's realistic enough, and exciting enough.

"Look, the battle has begun!"

Jiang Chuan also looked towards the arena.

On the arena, the demon swordsman wielded his blade with extraordinary agility and speed, battling the enormous Blood Fiend Wolf...

"Interesting. The Demon Blade's swordsmanship is indeed very sharp and cunning, much better than my 'Slaughtering Sword Technique.' It uses only swordsmanship without using any magic. Its experience in life-and-death combat is excellent. Dan Dan is deadly. There are no superfluous movements between the moves. Every strike draws blood..."

"If I were to face him, I might perish if he caught me off guard and got close."

Jiang Chuan couldn't help but compare himself to the character.

His combat experience was relatively average, with only a few life-or-death battles, all of which were won by overwhelming opponents with his superior skill level.

The only time he fought against someone of higher status was against Tong Yan of the Biyang Immortal Sect.

However, Tong Yan's fighting style is completely different from Yao Dao's fighting style.

Tong Yan is more like a "mage," mainly relying on magic to fight at long range.

The demon sword is more like a "warrior," primarily engaged in close-quarters combat.

Close combat is undoubtedly more dangerous.

Jiang Chuan watched intently, learning from the combat experience.

Above the stage, Yafei's voice, narrating the battle, echoed throughout the entire venue.

"Fellow Daoists, the Blood Fiend Wolf is going all out! It has used its innate divine ability, 'Blood Fiend Claw,' a common 'enhancement' innate divine ability among demonic beasts that can greatly increase attack power. Now, the Blood Fiend Wolf's claws are comparable to, or even stronger than, a high-grade attack-type spiritual weapon..."

"The demon sword is in danger. Let's see how he handles it..."

"...Oh my god, the demon sword just used a special move, and its power suddenly increased several times. At the critical moment, it actually beheaded the Blood Fiend Wolf... Beautiful, amazing, a perfect counterattack."

"Fellow Daoists, let us congratulate Demon Blade on his ultimate victory in this [Golden Arena] challenge! Where are the cheers and applause...?"

"The Demon Blade is invincible!"

"The Demon Blade will prevail!"

"Demon sword! Demon sword! Demon sword!"

As the demonic blade beheaded the Blood Fiend Wolf, the cheers at the scene reached their peak, resounding through the sky and deafening.

"Haha, I knew it! Demon Blade would definitely win. We've made a profit this time; we've even earned back the ticket price."

"I wonder what rewards the Demon Blade will grant?"

The fat Taoist priest was grinning from ear to ear, gesturing wildly and screaming.

Jiang Chuan stared at the demon sword in the center of the stage, secretly shocked. The demon sword's killing blow was as powerful as his own full-force attack.

"Could it be his innate supernatural power? He's incredibly strong; his experience in life-or-death battles is too vast..."

On the arena, Yafei, her long, snow-white legs swaying gracefully, approached the demon sword.

"Now, let's interview today's winner."

"Fellow Daoist Demon Blade, how are you feeling right now?"

"Too weak, not satisfying enough!"

The demon swordsman's expression was indifferent, and he spoke sparingly. His icy voice reached everyone's ears, as if it were the dead of winter, cold and piercing.

A strange light flashed in Yafei's beautiful eyes, and she smiled slightly.

"As expected of the infamous demon sword, it is ruthless and bloodthirsty."

"Now, let's see what the mystery grand prize for today's [Golden Arena] is."

Yafi clapped her hands, and a young and beautiful maid brought over a wooden plate covered with red silk.

"...Is there any fellow cultivator who can guess what today's mysterious grand prize is?"

"High-grade spiritual weapon!"

"Foundation Pill!"

"I bet it's some kind of divine power!"

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"Hehe, let's witness this miraculous moment together."

Yafei smiled and waved, and the red silk on the wooden tray disappeared, revealing a token lying quietly on the tray.

The token was engraved with an intricate pattern, resembling a winged tiger.

"A token? What's this? It looks familiar."

Upon seeing the token on the wooden tray, Jiang Chuan couldn't help but look puzzled.

His mind raced, and he quickly remembered where he had seen it before.

More than twenty years ago, he came to this world of cultivation and killed his first enemy—Old Man Wang.

He then obtained a black iron token from his storage bag, which was almost identical to the token in the wooden tray.

"Could this token be a treasure?"

Jiang Chuan was excited.

While sorting through the harvest, he realized that the token was extraordinary. Even with his strength at the time, he was unable to cause any damage to it.

However, more than twenty years have passed since then, and he had long forgotten about the token, leaving it to gather dust in his storage bag.

In the center of the arena, Yafei's charming and alluring voice rang out:

"I see everyone is wondering what this is?"

"Are there any fellow cultivators here who know about this? Could you please introduce it to everyone?"

As soon as Yafei finished speaking, a cultivator stood up from the stands in front.

"I know, this is a trial token for entering the Cloud Dream Secret Realm. Am I right?"

After this person answered, a murmur of discussion immediately arose in the room.

"Trial tokens for the Cloud Dream Secret Realm? What is the Cloud Dream Secret Realm?"

"I seem to recall my elders mentioning that the Yunmeng Secret Realm is a special space that is said to open only once every hundred years. It is said to contain many rare and precious materials, spiritual herbs, magical treasures, and divine techniques... I never imagined that this would be a trial token for the Yunmeng Secret Realm. Could it be that the Yunmeng Secret Realm is about to open?"

"Wow, the reward this time is actually a Cloud Dream Secret Realm Trial Token! That's insane! The arena is really generous; they're willing to give away such a treasure."

"Fellow Daoist, is this trial token very valuable?"

"Of course, that's the legendary Yunmeng Secret Realm, which only opens once every hundred years. It's incredibly difficult to get a spot there. If it were auctioned, it would cost at least tens of thousands of spirit stones, and there's no market for it. Not many people would be willing to part with it."

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In the center of the ring, Yafi introduced the situation with a smile:

"Fellow Daoists, what this fellow Daoist just said is correct. This token is the Yunmeng Token. Holding it allows one to enter the Yunmeng Secret Realm and obtain opportunities..."