How to capture the evil villain? I choose to be his mother!

Chapter 504 The Useless Female Supporting Character's Sword Master Mother (7 pages)
A bloody massacre erupted in the arena.

Zhu Wenyan has become the sole protagonist.

The people on the spectator stands outside were initially complaining about Zhu Wen.

This time, however, they were completely captivated by her performance, screaming wildly for her and becoming extremely excited.

As for the slaves they wagered on?
I've long forgotten about it!
I don’t know how long it has been.

They stared at Zhu Wen's reflection in the water mirror, counting how many people she had killed.

"About 80% of the slaves were killed, right?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, the rainwater has turned red, how refreshing!"

"As expected, the purest form of slaughter, without the involvement of spiritual power, is the most entertaining!"

"Why do I feel like she gets stronger as the game progresses? Is it possible for someone to become stronger through killing?"

"I guess they've started fighting. That's normal; I've had that happen all the time."

What about the remaining 20%?

"They probably all died in the flood."

"..."

Just when everyone thought the arena battle was about to end...

not at all.

Zhu Wen stood atop the mountain peak, looking down at the mountain range below, most of which was submerged by the raging floodwaters.

The heavy rain hadn't stopped yet; if it continued like this, even the stone she was standing on would soon be submerged.

Zhu Wen chuckled:

"Fortunately, it was found at the crucial moment."

Her mutterings to herself were not missed by the onlookers outside the water mirror.

They were all puzzled, wondering what Zhu Wen had found.

Just at this time.

The familiar young man in blue robes, Qi Sheng, the eldest son of the Qi family, suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

"Stop her! She's found a spatial rift!"

This sudden shout stunned everyone for a few seconds.

Space crack?

Could it be a spatial rift connecting the "Colosseum" to the outside world...?

Before they could really react, they heard a cracking sound coming from the void.

A rich, moist blood energy surged out, causing the cultivators to feel dizzy and disoriented.

Even though they had transcended the realm of mortals, their deep-seated aversion to the smell of blood remained.

They instinctively looked towards the center of the stands, where a white crack had appeared.

Then, a bony hand suddenly gripped the edge of the crack.

Qi Sheng didn't hesitate and unleashed a burst of spiritual energy with a flick of his sleeve!
This is a full-force attack from a Nascent Soul stage expert!
If Zhu Wen were truly a mortal, he would likely be annihilated into dust in an instant.

However, the situation that Qi Sheng feared most occurred.

A sword light flashed.

In the blink of an eye, he blocked his attack with spiritual power.

The ordinary low-grade spirit sword was now radiating an extraordinary aura.

It looked like some kind of peerless sword.

But the truth is, it depends on who has the sword.

Crash.

Zhu Wen rushed out of that "colosseum" by stepping on the surging water.

Only then could she breathe truly fresh air.

As expected of cultivators who can turn slave slaughter into amusement, even this viewing platform is scented with incense worth a thousand gold pieces, completely different from the stench in the arena.

Zhu Wen took a deep breath:

"Well, not bad."

She looked around with a smile.
"Now that I've provided this entertainment for so long, it's time for me to collect some interest from you." The people who had instinctively wanted to flee stopped in their tracks.

Their faces had just been filled with fervor and affection for Zhu Wen.

However, now they have completely calmed down, as if looking at an ant.

"Just a mere mortal, and he really thinks he's something special!"

This person clearly didn't see Qi Sheng's attack miss, and actually rushed out alone.

Zhu Wen made no unnecessary movements and swung his sword in a single strike.

A spray of blood fell all over the ground.

The Golden Core cultivator, who hadn't even reached Zhu Wen yet, clutched his broken neck, and died unwillingly, his eyes wide open in disbelief.

The gazes of the other cultivators finally changed; their eyes towards Zhu Wen gradually became serious and hostile.

"Everyone, attack together! I refuse to believe she can handle so many of us by herself!"

Multicolored spiritual energy attacked Zhu Wen.

Zhu Wen simply used one hand to hold Mingmiao, who was in a coma due to a high fever, tightly against her back.

"Let's finish it as soon as possible."

Her eyes were filled with murderous intent.
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"Have you heard? The ferry to the border has run into trouble!"

"Crossing boat? Isn't that the Qi family's business? They usually travel between the five continents, and the tickets are ridiculously expensive."

"It's not just expensive, you need connections to buy tickets. I heard there are many games that are explicitly prohibited, such as treating ordinary people like wild beasts and watching them fight each other."

"What? Isn't this something the Lord of Central Continent has explicitly forbidden?"

"Sigh, what's the use of banning it? The Qi family is behind the crossing ship. They own the largest spirit stone trading company in the Five Continents. The rulers of the Five Continents are all closely related to them. Banning it won't make a difference!"

"Bah! Those despicable lackeys! My brother was captured by them back then, thrown into the arena, and didn't even survive half an hour!"

"So what happened to the ferry? Tell me quickly!"

"Just yesterday, someone discovered a dilapidated ferry ship near the southeast coast of the Western Continent. It was in ruins and contained the corpses of hundreds of cultivators! I heard they were all guests who went to the arena!"

"Then they deserved it?"

"No, think about it. So many cultivators, most of whom were at least Golden Core level experts, were all slaughtered. What kind of monster killed them?"

"I've also heard some news that the two young masters of the Qi family were also up there and were killed together!"

"Good heavens, won't the Qi family be furious?"

"..."

While everyone was having a heated discussion.

A voice suddenly broke in:

"No way, those two young masters of the Qi family weren't killed. One had his face disfigured and the other had his leg broken."

Everyone glared angrily at the person who interrupted:
"You know so much! Were you there at the time?"

Zhu Wen nodded as if it were a matter of course:
"correct."

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Then, they all let out a disdainful snort.

Zhu Wen sighed:

"The world is going to the dogs, and people's hearts have lost their way. To be honest, nobody believes me anymore!"

An elderly woman selling sesame cakes nearby reminded her:

"Young lady, do you still want this sesame seed cake?"

Zhu Wen nodded repeatedly:

"Of course I want some! Auntie, your sesame seed cakes are the best I've ever had!"

The old lady was so amused that she couldn't stop smiling, and gave Zhu Wen an extra sesame seed cake.

Zhu Wen, on the other hand, bought a full one hundred sesame seed cakes!

The old lady thought Zhu Wen had bought the food for many people, but in fact, it was just food for Zhu Wen alone.

She only recently discovered that it wasn't just killing that could increase strength, but also a constant supply of food.

This directly led to a significant increase in her appetite, with her eating an alarming amount of food every day.