Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

Standing in another corner of the restored martial arts arena, he was about six feet tall, with a dignified and upright demeanor. His eyebrows curled upwards in a rebellious manner, and his eyes seemed to be filled with the spirit of heaven and earth, clear yet unfathomable. His high nose bridge exuded heroic spirit, and his black hair fell to his temples, connecting perfectly with the slightly upturned corners of his mouth.

Yes, this is Huo Qiu, the second young master of the Huo family.

He was handsome, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a man as handsome as Pan An. He was also dignified and well-mannered, with the demeanor of a great man.

Ye Yuchan was completely stunned. This handsome man had a classical style and an outstanding scholarly temperament. Every move he made seemed to exude the fragrance of ink.

...You're telling me this handsome man is the older brother of that 300-pound fat guy from earlier?

Is your father wearing some kind of green thing on his head? It doesn't look like they've inherited this gene from the same person at all!

However, Ye Yuchan wasn't captivated by the handsome man named Fireball in front of her. Although he was indeed good-looking, our Yuchan wasn't entirely a looks-obsessed person. Besides, when the old rogue wasn't being cheeky or causing trouble, he was quite handsome too!

—And this person's name… I'm sorry, I can't accept it.

"hehe."

Although Ye Yuchan herself knew that she had no thoughts about the fireball in front of her, the handsome man, who had obviously grown up surrounded by beautiful girls, had already misunderstood Ye Yuchan's stunned expression.

He deliberately flashed what he considered a charming, sunny smile and spoke to Ye Yuchan with an air of elegance.

"Miss Ye, I see that you are exceptionally strong. You have achieved so much despite your low cultivation level. I would like to know which prestigious sect you belong to?"

"Me?" Ye Yuchan thought about her embarrassing courtyard house and her embarrassing teacher, and her expression turned a little ugly. "I'll pass, my teacher doesn't want to reveal his name."

Fireball nodded in sudden realization, "I see, it seems to be a hermit sect."

"If you say so, then it is..."

Ye Yuchan waved her hand, then stood still, staring at the fireball, her dead fish eyes, almost identical to Yun Ping's, fixed on the sky. "So, do you want to fight?"

Fireball paused for a moment, then a faint smile appeared between his brows.

"It seems Miss Ye is in a hurry."

"It's quite urgent." Ye Yuchan glanced at the audience intentionally or unintentionally. "I really want to know what your boss's name is. Sending you down there should tell me."

Fireball: "...Huh?"

Fireball didn't understand what Ye Yuchan was saying at all, but the young man standing in the center of the arena had already announced the start of the fight.

This time, Ye Yuchan didn't bother to let the other party make the first move. With her speed, the seventy-meter distance diagonally across the street was just a blink of an eye.

Thunder surged beneath her feet, and a layer of purple lightning rolled across the girl's unique maid outfit. She flew away like an arrow, her black and white attire instantly covered by blue and purple. In that instant, the fireball could only see a ball of lightning, appearing abruptly and unnaturally before him.

The slender legs, tightly wrapped in white silk, lashed out like whips towards the fireball's left shoulder in the next second—in order to avoid killing anyone, Ye Yuchan would not aim for the opponent's vitals, namely the forehead.

The girl's astonishing speed immediately elicited a series of startled gasps. If the dust from the third young master of the Huo family's hammer strike had obscured the girl's movements and caused them to distrust Ye Yuchan, then now, they dared not question the girl's strength any longer.

Too fast, too fast, it was like a thunderbolt, the attack happened in the blink of an eye.

However, Fireball is, after all, the Hokage's brother, and he is not a weakling.

At the critical moment, the fireball with wide-open eyes lost its previous composure, and a ring of scorching red spiritual energy surged wildly from its entire body. The resulting shockwave sent Ye Yuchan's whip kick flying in the opposite direction.

"Tsk!"

The spiritual energy that her opponent unleashed in a short period of time was something Ye Yuchan simply couldn't withstand. Although she was indeed very fast, her cultivation level was still her weakness.

Under this terrifying impact, Ye Yuchan was thrown out like a kite with a broken string. Fortunately, her balance and flexibility were amazing. She twisted her body in mid-air and used gliding to offset the impact after landing, only stopping when she was close to the edge.

Before Ye Yuchan could regain her footing, an ink brush transformed into a black streak of light, flying towards Ye Yuchan's chest like a sharp sword.

The girl braced herself with one hand on the ground, her body spinning half a circle like a top, just in time to avoid the strange ink brush.

However, the fireball in the distance flicked its fingertip, and the ink brush that had just grazed Ye Yuchan's body suddenly changed direction, writing five huge ink characters in mid-air—

【临、修、镇、天、宇】

The five large ink characters were like five arrows, piercing Ye Yuchan from five different directions.

Although we don’t know what would happen if you were hit by this thing, we can be sure that the consequences would be far more than just getting a layer of ink on your skin.

To verify this, Ye Yuchan gathered the spiritual energy of "Thousand Blades" into her fist and smashed it accurately at the ink characters directly above her head.

boom!

After a muffled thud, Ye Yuchan felt a weight on her right shoulder, as if her muscles had suffered a significant injury.

The character "临" was also shattered into dust, turning into spiritual energy dust that dissipated in mid-air.

So that's how it is... It's the same as the Spirit Energy Arrow.

Ye Yuchan shook her aching right arm and moved with ghostly speed, quickly dodging the second "Mo" character's pursuit.

The fireball that was controlling all of this looked completely confident of victory.

"After that battle, I realized that Miss Ye's internal cultivation technique is probably extraordinary. It was able to damage my third brother's veins to that extent. This shows that Miss Ye's close combat skills are probably very strong."

"In other words, as long as you don't touch me, it's a victory for me."

He's right.

Ye Yuchan's "Thousand Blades" possesses the characteristics of Dark Heart, which can inject Thousand Blades' unique explosive spike-shaped spiritual energy into the opponent's body, and detonate it regardless of any distance or time.

If Ye Yuchan were to touch him, even if the force of the whip kick had been dissipated, his meridians would still be damaged by the Dark Heart blast.

Ye Yuchan, however, still wore an indifferent dead fish eye, and once again slapped away the oncoming character "修" with her palm, ignoring the throbbing pain in her palm and glancing at the fireball.

Perhaps annoyed by the other party's nonchalant smile, Ye Yuchan dodged while doing her best to close the distance with the fireball.

"You seem very confident in yourself."

"It's not confidence, I've just found a way to deal with Miss Ye—"

"is it?"

Ye Yuchan accelerated again, transforming into a bolt of lightning. With incredible speed, she dodged the oncoming ink characters by turning to the side. At the same time, she bent down and swiftly swung her right fist toward the abdomen of the young man in front of her.

Fireball had not expected Ye Yuchan's speed to be so terrifying. He subconsciously unleashed his spiritual energy again. However, the previous move was a martial skill of their Huo family and could not be used continuously. At that moment, he could only use the backlash of his spiritual energy to shake himself away from Ye Yuchan.

--boom!

Flames and roars erupted simultaneously. Ye Yuchan punched through the fireball's spiritual energy, but the fireball also used the recoil to send itself flying into the air.

Looking at Ye Yuchan, who was getting further and further away from him, the fireball revealed a triumphant smile.

—We won.

The very next second that this thought occurred to me.

He saw something he didn't want to see.

Suddenly, Ye Yuchan leaped into the air, her legs spread wide, and she hung upside down. Two ink characters grazed past the inside of each of her thighs, while the remaining character, 【天】, appeared right in front of her.

The girl, however, pulled out a pure black longbow from somewhere.

The arrow of spiritual energy instantly condensed, a dark flame burning fiercely on the arrow, and at the end of the arrow, there was a blue-purple lightning bolt like a rosy glow.

The lightning-infused Little Heavenly Thunder Body, the archery technique—Black Flame Arrow.

"Excuse me--"

The girl spoke, and immediately, the arrow shot off the bowstring with a violent sonic boom.

The character "天" (heaven) that blocked their way was shattered into pieces before it could even withstand half a second of resistance. The black flame arrow rushed towards the elegant young man who was falling in mid-air and had no time to change his falling direction.

"I'm an archer."

The roar and the bursts of fire echoed across the arena.

36. Go on, little monk!

The second young master of the Huo family, Huoqiu, was unfortunately carried off the stage, suffering the same fate as his younger brother, the Hokage.

Everything happened too fast. From the moment Ye Yuchan seemed to be at a disadvantage to the moment she suddenly pulled out her magic weapon and defeated the fireball, who was also at the peak of the Spirit Platform stage, the whole process took no more than ten seconds.

Everyone present was discerning; with just one glance, they knew that the magical artifact in Ye Yuchan's hand was no ordinary item, at least a high-grade one. And the person who possessed such an artifact was probably, as they suspected, from some hidden sect.

Unfortunately, Ye Yuchan understood the principle that the bigger the tree, the more the wind will blow against it. She quickly put away the magic weapon Black Rain, not letting anyone else even glance at it.

Otherwise, if some other robbers come knocking out of greed and jealousy, things could get really messy.

Having accomplished all this, Ye Yuchan clapped her hands. After landing, she immediately confirmed her victory and turned around with lightning speed to look at the young man who was once again terrified not far away.

Instantly, the girl's figure transformed into lightning, stepping on the lightning. The young man merely blinked, and the invincible girl appeared before him as if crossing space.

The moment the young man met Ye Yuchan's sharp gaze, he felt his very soul tremble. His limbs, which had accompanied him through countless years, seemed to disobey his commands, and his legs went weak, almost causing him to kneel on the ground.

—This…this Miss Ye, could it be that you've gotten addicted to fighting and are even going to fight yourself too?

Startled by Ye Yuchan's sudden action, many cultivators in the Transcendent Realm around them became alert, and all their wary and solemn gazes were focused on the girl.

However, Ye Yuchan suddenly broke into an incredibly cheesy yet dazzling smile.

"Hey, I won, where's my money?!"

"what……"

The young man hadn't quite realized what was happening yet, and instinctively pulled out a betting plate... The fear on his face slowly faded.

He let out a long sigh of relief; he was still quite pained... Although he wasn't the direct person in charge of the underground martial arts arena and his share of the profits wasn't much, Ye Yuchan had bet a full 300,000 gold coins at odds of 1.5 to 1.5. In other words, she had made a net profit of 150,000 gold coins in just over ten seconds.

This is faster than robbing a bank!

However, rules are rules, and even a young man cannot violate the rules set by that person. Since Ye Yuchan has placed her bet, the bookmakers must pay Ye Yuchan the corresponding amount of money.

"Wow... this is truly an incredible way to make money..."

Ye Yuchan looked at the storage ring that the young man had painedly handed to her, probed it with her divine sense, and after a brief scan, she drooled with considerable satisfaction.

This girl really loves money.

Recalling the old rogue's astonishing wealth, Ye Yuchan couldn't help but wonder if Yunping, this old rogue, had made his fortune through this very method? With the old rogue's physique lacking any cultivation and his cheat-like strength, pretending to be weak while actually being strong in the arena was simply a way to get rich quick!

—To be honest, Yunping really did use this method back then, so Ye Yuchan's guess wasn't wrong.

"Hey hey hey-"

Ye Yuchan revealed a wicked smile that was completely out of character for a reserved woman, and immediately took out half of the gold coins from her storage ring.

She returned the storage ring, which was now filled with a large amount of gold coins. In her obsidian-like eyes, glittering gold coin symbols slowly appeared. "Brother, I'm betting on myself to win the next round. That's all, I'm betting everything."

"Ah... okay."

The young man was still a bit dazed, his head was spinning, but after seeing the gold coins in the storage ring, he snapped out of it.