noffsinger Chapter 59 Colosseum
Chapter 59 Colosseum
"The Yunmeng Secret Realm is about to open, and Foundation Establishment cultivators from numerous sects and families throughout Jingzhou will gather, all vying for a chance at immortality. The competition will undoubtedly be fierce. Furthermore, forces from outside Jingzhou may even descend to compete with us..."
Liu Chengzong took a sip of tea and looked at Master Biyang:
"Our three major Golden Core sects are closely connected, and we will need to take care of each other after entering the secret realm."
"Brother Tong, the storm has passed. What you said was probably just a fabrication. The matter of the secret realm is of utmost importance. It would be best to summon the sect disciples here..."
"That's how it should be!" Master Biyang nodded slightly.
The three sects of Jingzhou appeared to be on good terms, but in reality, a constant struggle was brewing beneath the surface. It was common for disciples to fight each other to the death.
However, as Golden Core cultivators, they are the true rulers and have the right to enjoy all the resources within the sect. If any disciple enters the secret realm for trials, they must hand over their harvest, which will then be selected by them first.
Therefore, they naturally hope that the disciples entering the secret realm are strong enough and numerous enough to prioritize the collection of treasures.
Liu Chengzong sighed: "Entering the Yunmeng Secret Realm trial requires a token, and tokens are hard to come by. I wonder how many I'll get this time."
Master Biyang said calmly, "No need to worry, we will definitely be included."
"Haha, that's true! Come, have some tea!"
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Yanhu Courtyard
With a thought, Jiang Chuan began to use his innate divine ability "clone". A moment later, a clone that looked exactly like his original self appeared beside him.
Jiang Chuan's clone used the "Illusionary Word Secret" version 2.0 to transform into its current form, and then headed towards Yunmeng Immortal City.
After leaving the Yanhu Spirit Field area, he changed his appearance and demeanor again, pretending to be a middle-aged Qi Refining late-stage cultivator.
Jiang Chuan strolled around the immortal city with great interest, experiencing the prosperity of this fourth-tier immortal city.
while walking,
Suddenly, a voice came from beside my ear.
Fellow cultivators, don't miss out! The Cloud Dream Beast Arena's "Golden Arena" is about to open! A life-or-death battle between second-tier demons and Foundation Establishment cultivators awaits! Bet on these thrilling matches and win a mysterious grand prize!
"Huh, the Colosseum?"
Jiang Chuan immediately became interested upon hearing this.
Following the direction of the sound, they saw a long queue ahead. Above the queue was a light screen hundreds of feet in size, showing a scene of a cultivator fighting a demonic beast, with narration explaining the situation.
Watching the projected battle between the transvestites and the tens of thousands of cultivators shouting wildly around them,
Jiang Chuan's eyes lit up, and his desire to watch the excitement was immediately piqued.
He glanced at the rules posted to the side.
1. To watch the arena battle live, you need at least 10 low-grade spirit stones. The ticket price varies depending on the session and specific location.
2.所有参赛者，均可参与投注，投注金额有10、50、100、500、1000等多个档位。
3. Cultivators, demon beasts, and spirit beasts can all sign up to participate in battles, which are divided into various modes such as ordinary battles, life-or-death battles, and arena battles. Winners can obtain various rewards, including spirit stones, elixirs, magic weapons, and Taoist techniques.
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After glancing at the rules of the Cloud Dream Arena, Jiang Chuan became even more interested.
"That sounds interesting, let's go check it out!"
Jiang Chuan lined up and handed over 50 low-grade spirit stones. Following the crowd, he arrived at a suspended arena covering hundreds of acres.
As soon as he sat down, he encountered a portly, fat monk who greeted him familiarly.
"Fellow Daoist, is this your first time at the arena?"
Jiang Chuan glanced at him out of the corner of his eye; he was a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator, and nodded with a smile.
The portly Taoist priest chuckled, "Fellow Taoist, have you placed your bet yet?"
Jiang Chuan shook his head: "No!"
He was just there to join in the fun and experience this cultivation world version of the "Roman Colosseum," and he had no interest in gambling.
The fat Taoist priest shook his feather fan, his eyes gleaming as he stared at the arena, and laughed:
"To relax at the arena, you have to place a bet; that's what makes it fun. Fellow Daoist, you can try it when you have time; I guarantee it will get your blood pumping."
Jiang Chuan smiled without saying a word, ignoring him, and turned his gaze to the center of the arena.
A beautiful female cultivator, dressed in a style resembling a cheongsam and showing off her long, snow-white legs, took to the stage to introduce herself amidst screams from the audience.
"Fellow Daoists, welcome to the Yunmeng Beast Arena. I am Yafei, the host of this match..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a series of frenzied shouts erupted from the crowd.
Jiang Chuan glanced at the fat Taoist priest beside him and saw him standing there, waving his hand vigorously towards the center of the arena, shouting excitedly. He was just like a die-hard fat otaku who was obsessed with chasing stars.
"Yafei! Yafei! Yafei!"
Jiang Chuan smiled inwardly, secretly amazed: "Tsk tsk, so there are also fangirls in the cultivation world!"
"However, Yafi's figure seems a bit too overweight."
Looking at Yafei's stunning figure, which defied description with mere curves, Jiang Chuan muttered to himself:
"Do female cultivators in the cultivation world also have a liking for technology?"
She's a full 1.8 meters tall, has a face comparable to a fairy, 36E breasts, and a slender A4 waist...
Yes, that does seem a bit illogical.
In the center of the arena, Yafei swayed her long legs, her voice alluring and her appearance captivating, as she introduced the battle.
"Fellow Daoists, the [Golden Arena] is about to begin, where the human 'Demon Blade' will face off against the demonic beast 'Blood Fiend Wolf'..."
The Demon Blade's reputation is already well-known. He is at the early stage of Foundation Establishment and has participated in over a hundred life-or-death battles. Recently, he has achieved a 10-game winning streak. His swordsmanship has reached a level of divine skill, and every strike draws blood...
The demon blade's opponent, the Blood Fiend Wolf, is a second-tier low-grade demon beast. It is fierce and bloodthirsty. It has used its innate divine ability, "Blood Fiend Claw," to kill many Foundation Establishment cultivators here and has already achieved a ten-game winning streak.
Fellow Daoists, let us witness together whether the Demon Blade can defeat its opponent, the Blood Fiend Wolf, and win the mysterious grand prize…
As Yafei finished speaking, shouts of "Demon Sword! Demon Sword! Demon Sword!" erupted from the crowd.
Amidst the raging sonic boom, a gaunt young man with a scar on his face, carrying a nine-foot curved sword, descended from the sky and landed in the center of the stage.
"The Demon Blade will prevail!"
"The Demon Blade is invincible!"
"Demon Blade, I love you!"
The fat Taoist priest looked intently at the center of the stage and excitedly introduced the scene to Jiang Chuan.
"Fellow Daoist, do you know this demonic sword? Let me tell you the story slowly. It belongs to a truly legendary figure."
Yao Dao lost both his parents when he was three years old and lived by begging, growing up on the charity of others. Later, he was found to have a low-grade spiritual root and embarked on the path of cultivation...
With his talent, he should have had no hope of reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, but his combat talent was extremely strong. He dared to participate in the Beast Arena with only the early stage of Qi Refining, fighting his way through the enemy ranks and winning a lot of rewards. Later, he was able to condense a fifth-grade Dao Foundation, and in the future, he is expected to reach the Golden Core stage...
Listening to the fat Taoist's introduction, Jiang Chuan couldn't help but glance at the demon blade a few more times.
Orphaned at a young age, raised on the charity of many families, lacking natural talent but possessing extraordinary fighting prowess...
This is definitely the classic protagonist template for the "useless orphan" trope.
"Could it be that this demonic sword is the protagonist of this world?"