Martial Arts, the Fairy's Cultivation

On the streets of Yancheng, a man wearing a straw hat walked unhurriedly in one direction.

As he moved forward, the number of pedestrians on the road increased, and eventually, they converged into a noisy crowd, surging towards a magnificent building.

The arena.

As a place in Yan City where people openly fight to the death on ordinary days, this place is quite popular. After all, watching a spectacle is in some people's nature, and the more famous the fighters are on the stage, the more exciting it is.

Today's arena is said to be hosting a heavyweight life-or-death duel, so the crowd is incredibly large. Any strong person who hangs out in Yan City, whenever they have free time, doesn't mind coming here as a spectator.

"Hehe, kid, these people are probably all here for Wei Tong. Not many of them actually support you."

As Lin Dong walked along the road, Xiao Diao's teasing voice suddenly rang in his mind, as if he were enjoying the show.

"So what?"

Lin Dong remained noncommittal. He had no reputation when he first arrived in Yan City, while the Blood Robe Sect was a force that had been entrenched for many years. Its sect leader was one of the few Yuan Dan experts in Yan City who had reached the Lesser Perfection stage. It was only natural that most people favored Wei Tong.

However, the outcome of a life-or-death battle is not determined by fame; ultimately, it depends on strength.

Lin Dong had full confidence in his own abilities.

Possessing an unprecedented eighteen-star Yuan Dan, if he were to lose to someone who merely waits to advance to the Lesser Perfection stage, what else could he say? He might as well go home and nurse.

"Miss Mu hasn't shown up for a month. I hope she's not in any danger..."

Lin Dong couldn't help but feel a little solemn. After all, his life was tied to hers. What would happen if Miss Mu didn't return?

"Good lad, not bad! You still have time to think about women before a duel." Little Marten snorted in Lin Dong's mind.

"She's so capable, why are you worried about her? Instead of worrying about her, you'd better eat more rice so you have the strength to fight back."

Lin Dong didn't argue with it. He quickened his pace again, squeezed through the crowd, and entered the arena through the gate that exuded a bloody aura.

As Lin Dong's gaze swept across the hall, he noticed a light screen placed in a prominent position, on which were printed some names and corresponding numbers.

At this moment, many figures were chatting enthusiastically at the counter below the light screen. Every now and then, someone would hand a Qiankun bag to the person behind the counter and receive a voucher.

"What is this for?"

A hint of doubt flashed in Lin Dong's eyes. He pushed through the crowd and walked straight to the counter, ignoring the insults around him. He looked at the middle-aged man behind the counter, who was taking out Yang Yuan Stones and other things from his Qiankun bag and meticulously calculating something.

Seeing Lin Dong approach, the man stopped what he was doing, gave a professional fake smile, and said, "Esteemed guest, the life-or-death duel is about to begin today. Would you like to place your bets now?"

"Place a bet?"

The middle-aged man raised an eyebrow. He didn't even know how to place bets? Where did this country bumpkin come from? His expression became impatient, and he casually explained it to Lin Dong.

"What, want to gamble? I suggest you bet on Wei Tong. You'll earn less, but at least you won't lose money."

Lin Dong took off his bamboo hat and glanced at the light screen. He saw that after his name, the odds were written in small red letters: "one to two".

"I'm not well-educated, don't try to fool me."

"Wei Tong is likely to suffer a bloody disaster today. If we invest in him, wouldn't we lose everything?"

Upon hearing this, the man behind the counter gasped and took back his words. This country bumpkin really had some guts, daring to publicly curse Wei Tong to have a bad time. Fortunately, the Blood Robe Sect members had already gone in, otherwise, if they had heard this, things would probably not have ended well today.

"You can go now, I won't take your money. Just remember to watch your mouth next time."

The man was about to see the guest out when he realized he couldn't move the young man at all. The young man gave a harmless smile, took out a blue Qiankun bag from his pocket, and slammed it on the counter.

"I bet 10,000 Yang Yuan Stones that Wei Tong won't last a single round."

After saying that, Lin Dong ignored the stunned looks of everyone present and turned to walk out of the hall.

"That direction should be the entrance to the arena, right?"

The speaker's tone was somewhat uncertain, but it made the man behind the counter shudder, as if he had thought of something.

That person from earlier... he looked kind of familiar...

The arena was filled with a cacophony of voices.

In a corner of the arena, a man in red robes stood with his hands at his sides. Judging from the shouts coming from the surrounding stands, this man was none other than Wei Tong, the leader of the Blood Robe Sect.

"Has the Lin family's brat arrived yet?"

Wei Tong looked towards the Lin family's location in the stands, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. That position was very close to the VIP seats; were the Lin family members qualified to sit there?

However, the cheers coming from the sidelines made Wei Tong put his doubts aside. In any case, a mere Tianyuan Realm kid couldn't cause any trouble.

"All the important figures from Yan City have arrived..."

In the VIP seats at the top, several familiar figures caught Wei Tong's eye: Yue Shan of the Blood Wolf Gang, Xia Wanjin of the Wanjin Chamber of Commerce, and Master Yan Xuan of the Talisman Master Association. These big shots, who were usually rarely seen, were all present for a seemingly ordinary life-or-death battle, which made Wei Tong feel that something was amiss.

There seem to be quite a few powerful figures watching the battle...

Just as Wei Tong was pondering, his pupils suddenly contracted slightly. He saw a man with a face as white as jade appear in the front row of the VIP section. Upon seeing the scholar-like figure, Wei Tong's brows furrowed tightly, and a sense of absurdity arose in his heart.

The city lord himself has appeared; this is truly...

The main characters of today's duel are undoubtedly him and that Lin family brat. As a result, those who should have come have come, and those who shouldn't have come have also come. Does Wei Tong have such great influence that he deserves to be personally watched by important figures in Yan City?

On the stands, Xia Wanjin and the others were surprised to see the sudden appearance of City Lord Shi. This man was always reclusive and had not appeared in public for a long time. His sudden appearance today must have some other reason.

"Could it be... that the city lord also came for that person?"

That's right. All the big shots in Yan City came here today not to give face to Wei Tong, but to see Lin Dong, or more precisely, for someone behind Lin Dong.

Although the news of the incident at Danxian Pool was kept secret, so that most people in Yancheng were unaware of it, Yue Shan and the others who witnessed it all still remembered it vividly. That figure in white, like an immortal, possessed an overwhelming power that made it impossible for anyone to ignore.

On the day Lin Dong was to fight to the death, given how much that person valued him, it's highly likely they were secretly watching.

For various reasons, the powerful figures from Yan City who had met Mu Zi that day all chose to attend in person.