Hell Emperor.

Chapter 273 Shura Jie - Contest
As the announcement of the start of the competition spread, people from both sides concentrated and held their breath, their eyes sharp.

"The competition has already begun, it's time to practice..."

Seeing that Ren Changhong did not move, Ye Jie reminded him.

"No hurry, let's wait and see them first! There are four of them. If someone changes to perform the Dark Spirit Divine Art in the middle of the battle, it will be extremely disadvantageous to us."

Ren Changhong shook his head and stared at Su Miao and his group.

Sensing her gaze, Su Miao snorted in the distance, not taking Ren Changhong's investigation seriously at all: "No matter how you investigate, you can't change the result of this competition. Be honest and taste the taste of failure!"

After that, Su Miao smiled sweetly at the three masters behind him: "Masters, who wants to perform the Nether Spirit Divine Art with me first?"

The Red Flower Fairy had a stern expression and said in a serious tone, "We cannot afford to fail in this competition. We must win with lightning speed to avoid any more trouble. Yao Yin, you have the best relationship with Su Miao, so you should go."

Beside her, Fairy Yunshang smiled elegantly: "Don't worry, we finally came back from the sky to the Nether Spirit Palace, how can it end so soon? This competition has attracted the attention of many parties, of course we have to perform well and live up to the reputation of Xuannv Sect. In my opinion, I should go first."

Fairy Red Flower did not comment, but just asked: "You? When did you become so close to Fairy Miaorou? If you condense a spiritual weapon below the seventh rank, you will be laughed at by others."

Fairy Yunshang chuckled, "I have taken good care of little Su Miao in the past, so of course I have a good relationship with her. But you, you still have that cold attitude, and you only rely on your innate magical powers to show off your power. If the time comes when even you have to show up, I will be even more worried..."

The Red Flower Fairy just waved her hand: "In this case, you should think of a way to win."

On the side, Su Miao had already prepared for the Nether Spirit Divine Art, and said to Fairy Yunshang: "Master Yunshang, I am ready and will start practicing."

Fairy Yunshang nodded at her, and then she heard a light sigh in her ear.

"The Dark Spirit Divine Art!"

As the Divine Art of the Underworld began to operate, Fairy Yunshang turned into a wisp of cloud and mist, constantly circling around Su Miao, and finally condensed into shape under her feet.

When the light faded, everyone was surprised to find that Su Miao was wearing a pair of soft, elegant, and bright short boots on her feet. The boots wrapped around her ankles, outlining a moving curve on her calves.

As Su Miao walked slowly, a wisp of mist actually appeared under her short boots. The mist was thick, and then turned into layers of cirrus clouds, carrying her up into the sky, and she could walk in the void as if she were walking on flat ground.

This scene made the onlookers couldn't help but exclaim, and they were full of praise:

"As expected of Fairy Su Miao, this level of underworld magic weapon is extremely rare even among immortals!"

"The magical weapon transformed by Fairy Yunshang is of the fourth grade! Once this weapon is revealed, won't those Shuras admit defeat?"

"A fourth-grade underworld magic weapon requires two people to have a telepathic connection and to trust their lives to it. Those cold-blooded Shuras will never be able to produce a magic weapon of this grade!"

Soon, after Su Miao finished demonstrating the effects of the Nether Spirit Magical Weapon, she returned to the stage. Her brisk and confident tone rang in the ears of all the onlookers:

"Fourth-grade magical weapon, White Mist Rolling Cloud Boots."

Seeing this, even the Lord of the Nether Spirit Hall beside him nodded slightly: "Being able to transform Yunshang into a fourth-grade magical weapon, it seems that Su Miao has made a lot of progress in the past few hundred years."

After Su Miao demonstrated the Secret Art of the Dark Spirit, the pressure suddenly came to Ye Jie, or to be more precise, to Ren Changhong.

“A fourth-grade magical weapon… She actually condensed a fourth-grade magical weapon in an instant!”

Ren Changhong's face was filled with anxiety. Although she had long guessed that Su Miao and the others had extraordinary means, when she actually saw the fourth-grade magic weapon appear, she still gasped and felt like the sky was about to fall.

"This is bad. His Highness Moro is still watching us. If we lose this competition, the consequences will be disastrous..."

Ren Changhong trembled, but Ye Jie noticed her abnormality and comforted her: "Don't worry, this competition is not over yet, right? Anything can happen, don't give up easily until the last moment."

With Ye Jie's comfort, Ren Changhong's expression improved. She pursed her lips and nodded vigorously: "That's right! Shura Jie, please help me to complete the performance of the Nether Spirit Divine Art."

Seeing Ren Changhong recovered and eager to try, Ye Jie, who was about to take out the Star-Moon Exquisite Moth, stopped abruptly. Although the Star-Moon Exquisite Moth was of the fourth grade, it was far from the final word. Its grade was the same as Su Miao's White Mist Rolling Cloud Boots, so he was afraid that he would not be able to win.

"Come on, I'm ready."

Ye Jie gave her an affirmative look, and soon heard Ren Changhong's low voice: "Netherworld Divine Art!"

Ye Jie's figure shattered and turned into a series of light spots, condensing towards the back of Ren Changhong's sword. Soon, a sword tassel as dark as the night, noble and elegant appeared behind the hilt, adding a bit of dragon-like and tiger-like majesty to the Frost Sword.

Feeling the power contained in the sword tassel, Ren Changhong suddenly opened his eyes, with unstoppable joy flashing across his eyes:
"Fourth-grade magical weapon, the Black Dragon Whisker Sword Tassel!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was in an uproar. The onlookers had never imagined that even the Shuras could use the Nether Spirit Divine Art to condense a fourth-grade magical weapon.

Not to mention others, even Ren Changhong himself did not expect this.

Not long ago, she and Ye Jie tried for the last time, but they could only condense a fifth-grade magic weapon. They could not reach the fourth grade no matter what. Unexpectedly, when the competition began, the relationship that had been stagnant for a long time had a breakthrough and finally reached the fourth grade!
Feeling the aura of Ye Jie on the sword tassel, Ren Changhong was filled with emotion. Perhaps it was because her efforts to teach Ye Jie the sword techniques before the competition had paid off, or perhaps it was because in the face of the boos from the crowd, the two of them shared a common hatred of the enemy and vowed to win the competition. Now, as their relationship has taken a step further, the Black Dragon Whiskers Sword Tassel has also reached the fourth level!

The wind blew, and the sword tassel fluttered. Ren Changhong felt that Ye Jie's appearance was getting more and more lingering in her mind. In all the years since she became Shura, no one had ever occupied such an important position in her heart like Ye Jie.

On the side, Su Miao's eyes widened in disbelief: "She is just an Asura, how could she use the Nether Spirit Divine Art to condense a fourth-grade magic weapon? Even in the Xuannv Sect, countless ancestors have found it very difficult to derive a magic weapon. This is simply absurd!"

Fairy Red Flower looked at them coldly and said, "I knew long ago that those Shuras must have come prepared and would not easily hand over victory to others."

Yao Yin also put away his usual laziness and asked in confusion: "You two have both taken out fourth-grade magic weapons, what should we do next? Are we stuck like this?" Su Miao took a deep breath and calmed down: "Don't worry, we have already anticipated this situation and made adequate preparations. This is also the purpose of Master's help. We are just waiting for the referee Di Ting to make the judgment and enter the next stage. The final victory must belong to us!"

Soon, just as Su Miao said, Di Ting walked around the two of them and spoke in a voice as muffled as a bell:
"The two Nether Spirit Magical Treasures are of the same grade. Please continue to use the Nether Spirit Divine Art to evolve the next Nether Spirit Magical Treasure until the winner is determined!"

Hearing this, Ren Changhong was completely stunned: "Next? What does next mean?"

Di Ting saw her confusion and explained, "This competition must determine who is better. There will be no draw. If the two sides' Nether Spirit Magical Treasures are of the same grade, the competition will continue until the winner is decided. Both sides can display up to three Nether Spirit Magical Treasures at the same time, and the one with the highest comprehensive grade wins."

Hearing this, and waiting for Di Ting to leave, Ren Changhong was completely panicked. Now she knew why there were two other masters following Su Miao. It turned out that she had been prepared for a long time and did not give Su Miao any chance at all:

"This is bad... I only have one Dark Spirit magic weapon, Shura Jie. Where can I find the next one? Isn't this a sure loss?"

Unlike the flustered Ren Changhong, Su Miao smiled calmly, as if she saw victory waving to her, and turned to the Red Flower Fairy beside her and said:

"Master Honghua, Shura Hong has already lost. Do you want to try the Nether Spirit Divine Art? When I went to heaven to play before, you took me to visit the immortal sites and treated me with the best tea. With the relationship between us, you should be able to transform into a magic weapon no matter what."

Fairy Red Flower was a little hesitant and sighed, "I entertained you out of courtesy to the younger generation. In terms of relationship, I'm afraid we are not as close as you and Yun Shang. It just happens that I have a natural magical power... But since you are here, let's give it a try."

Su Miao nodded vigorously, then used her Qi to exhale, and stretched out her hand to concentrate: "Netherworld Divine Art!"

The red mist filled the air, wrapping Su Miao's black hair. When the mist dissipated, a bright red flower was seen blooming on the side of her head, making her face even more bright and charming.

"Fifth-grade magical instrument, crimson embryonic flower."

Su Miao gently stroked the red flower on her head, a smile appearing on the corner of her mouth.

Among all the ancestors, the Red Flower Fairy is the most special one. She adheres to the doctrine of the mean and is indifferent to everyone without any personal feelings. However, her natural magical powers are even more special.

Anyone from the Xuannv sect, as long as they obtain her consent and cast the Nether Spirit Divine Art on her, regardless of their seniority or level of cultivation, can condense her into a fifth-grade magical weapon, a crimson fetal flower, without exception.

However, this also means that the Crimson Fetal Flower is at most a fifth-grade magical weapon, with no way to go any further, so it is stuck here.

The extremely rare abilities of the Red Flower Fairy make her a helpful aid to Su Miao in this journey. After all, a fifth-grade magic weapon is extraordinary. In the hands of a fairy, it can also be of great use, enough to scare away opponents in the competition.

"With this crimson flower, let's see what you can use to defeat me this time!" Su Miao said with a smile.

Ren Changhong also noticed the extraordinary crimson fetal flower, his expression became more and more unsightly, and finally he sighed, dispelled the Nether Spirit Divine Art, and let Ye Jie return to his original state:

"We are doomed to lose. Apart from you, I don't have any other Netherworld magic weapons. It looks like the final winner of this competition will belong to the Netherworld Palace."

Meanwhile, the crowd off the field also saw Ren Changhong dispersing the Dark Spirit Divine Art, and thought that she had already admitted defeat and surrendered, so they could hear endless cheers and rejoicing:
"I already knew that the victory of this competition would definitely belong to the Netherworld Palace!"

"With Fairy Miaorou's help, shouldn't this competition be easy to win?"

"You Shuras are just wasting your energy. You think you can seize the main account of the Nether Spirit Palace? In my opinion, you should practice for a few hundred more years!"

"What are they waiting for? Why don't they surrender? Why waste time here?"

The mocking voices of the crowd made even the Lord of the Demon Palace, who was sitting high on the main seat, couldn't help but frown slightly, with a look of displeasure on his face.

Facing the overwhelming boos, Ye Jie remained calm, smiled faintly, and said to Ren Changhong: "You have done the limit of what you can do, leave the rest to me."

"Leave it to you? Could it be..."

Ye Jie's words made Ren Changhong slightly stunned. Soon, she seemed to have thought of something, and a bit of surprise appeared in her eyes: "Could it be that you still carry the little moth's ghost butterfly with you?"

Ye Jie gave her a reassuring smile, reached his hand into his pocket, and when he took his hand out, there was a palm-sized miniature girl in his palm.

"It's really Youdie! But, how could it be..."

The sudden joy made Ren Changhong laugh out loud, and the look she gave Ye Jie became more and more satisfied. However, she still had some doubts in her heart.

She remembered that Youdie had clearly suffered the backlash of her soul collapse and was no longer able to perform the Nether Spirit Divine Art. But now, she saw that Youdie had clearly recovered as before, without any signs of collapse, and seemed to be in as good a condition as possible.

Ye Jie coughed dryly, touched his nose and said, "Come to think of it, I have also suffered from the disintegration of the soul before, so I found a secret method to nourish the soul. I tried it on Youdie and found that it was very effective, so I brought her here."

Ren Changhong had no doubts. The great joy had already filled her heart. How could she doubt the truth of the words at this moment? However, there was still some resentment in her eyes when she looked at Ye Jie:
"Since Youdie had recovered a long time ago, why didn't you tell me at the beginning and make me worry here for nothing?"

Seeing Ren Changhong pretending to be angry, Ye Jie quickly waved his hands and begged for mercy: "Isn't this just to let you try it first and give you a surprise? If I steal your limelight and make you unhappy, that would be a problem."

Ren Changhong snorted lightly, feeling that Ye Jie had never been so pleasing to her eyes, and even knew to let her take the limelight. She continued, "Surprise? I think it's more like a shock! However, this is indeed a solution. With the fourth-grade Xingyue Linglong Moth, you only need to transform me into a fifth-grade magic weapon, which will be enough to tie with Su Miao and the others."

Ye Jie smiled slightly: "A draw is not enough. Our relationship has now reached the level of a fourth-grade magical weapon, which is enough to win this competition!"

After saying that, Ye Jie did not hesitate and stretched out his hand: "Netherworld Divine Art!"

Ren Changhong responded to the call, and the snow-white armor condensed from behind Ye Jie, adding a bit of extraordinary power to him. Ye Jie took out the Xingyue Linglong Moth. The pocket-sized girl in his palm was lovely and charming, and he spoke loudly:
"A fourth-grade magical weapon, the Qi Guan Changhong Hanging! A fourth-grade magical weapon, the Xingyue Linglong Moth! Fairy Miaorou, do you have any other tricks? If not, the victory belongs to me!"

(End of this chapter)