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

"Miss Ye... no, no... sir, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have lied to you. Please, sir, don't hold my little trick against me. Please, please spare my life!"

"……What?"

Ye Yuchan had no idea what was going on. All she wanted to know was whether she could get a million gold coins, so why was this young man kneeling down and admitting his mistake?

What did he do wrong?

Seeing that Ye Yuchan remained silent, the young man mistakenly thought that he was not being honest enough. At this moment, he lowered his head and kowtowed repeatedly to Ye Yuchan in fear, wiping away tears and shouting.

"I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have lied to you that the limit was 500,000. Actually, there's no limit here. Your amount is just too large. I'm afraid we can't afford it. This is just what I should do. Please don't blame me..."

So those rules were actually fake after all.

Ye Yuchan shook her head with a wry smile, thinking to herself that the old rogue was too ruthless. With three slaps, he not only killed the little monk, but also made the hearts of these people tremble.

She waved her hand casually and said indifferently, "Alright, I didn't mean to blame you. I just want my one million."

"Really, really?"

The young man suddenly raised his head, revealing an excited and thrilled face, but there was also a hint of fear in his eyes, as if he was afraid that Ye Yuchan would slap him.

"Of course it's true. What, are you trying to give me time to back out?"

Ye Yuchan deliberately feigned a slightly annoyed expression, wanting to scare the young man.

Unexpectedly, the young man immediately lowered his head and kowtowed to the floor, saying, "No, no, I'll give it to you right away, right away!!"

This is really...

After receiving a full million gold coins, Ye Yuchan was kowtowed to more than ten times by these people, leaving her speechless.

This was the first time in her life that a cultivator in the Transcendental Stage had kowtowed and worshipped her.

That feeling, wow, it was indescribably amazing.

After storing all the million gold coins in her storage ring, Ye Yuchan sat back down on the stool she had been sitting on, looking at the young man beside her who was bowing and scraping like a servant.

"Can I start the next round now?"

"Uh... next game."

The young man hesitated for a moment, then gave a helpless, bitter smile.

He turned around, and his voice, amplified several times by his spiritual energy, echoed throughout the arena.

"Excuse me, is there anyone else who wants to challenge the reigning champion, Miss Ye?"

Quiet.

Not a sound came out.

Everyone seemed to hold their breath at that moment, afraid that if they made even the slightest sound, they would have to go on stage to fight.

challenge?

You fucking joking!

With just three slaps like that, let alone a cultivator at the peak of the Transformation stage, even a cultivator at the God Transformation stage wouldn't be able to withstand it. What's the essential difference between challenging them and sending them to their deaths?

Thinking about this, everyone couldn't help but marvel at how lucky the third and second sons of the Huo family were. They had actually survived their battle with this Miss Ye and were still alive and kicking!

The silence lasted for a full three minutes.

For three minutes, no one dared to utter a sound; everyone remained silent.

The young man turned around with a smirk, his face a fawning smile. "Look, Miss Ye, no one dares to challenge you anymore..."

—Of course, who would dare go up there? Would they go up there to commit suicide?

Ye Yuchan knew perfectly well why no one dared to go on stage. She couldn't help but smile and ask a crucial question, "Then, can my companions and I go see the owner here?"

The words had barely left his mouth—

A cultivator at the Transcendent Stage suddenly appeared beside Ye Yuchan, quickly knelt on one knee, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and gave Ye Yuchan a deep bow.

"Master Ye, our boss wishes to meet you and your companions."

41. I just can't beat them.

"What...is this...?"

Cherry-pink hair fell down her cheeks, the girl's delicate body trembled slightly, and the pale gold in her pupils showed a struggling fear due to the enormous creature hidden in the dark mist in front of her. Her slender hands, which gripped the knife hilt tightly, became slightly slippery due to sweat.

For Fan Luokui, that was the ultimate fear.

As if encountering a natural enemy, her previous vigilance, which allowed her to see every rustle of wind and movement, vanished. With the surge of spiritual energy during her Transcendent Stage, she even forgot to draw her sword.

This is undoubtedly fatal.

"Luo Kui!"

A massive, jet-black spear descended from the sky. The moment the behemoth in the darkness revealed its murderous intent, Zhang Ruoxue disregarded everything else, leaped forward, and unleashed a powerful palm strike from a short distance away.

The swirling whirlwind instantly ripped up the surrounding skeletons, and at the same time blew away the stunned Fan Luokui, just in time to send her away from the attack range of the terrifying spear.

However, it was not a real spear. Zhang Ruoxue could see it clearly. It was more like the foot of some kind of insect, only it was terrifyingly large, as thick as a bowl, with countless sharp barbs arranged irregularly on both sides of the foot.

It was at this moment that Zhang Ruoxue finally saw the true face of this monster.

Its entire body is black, with a smooth, nearly semi-circular, sturdy shell on its back. There are three white pits on its abdomen, with three strange, scarlet spheres resembling eyeballs growing in the center of each pit. On each side of its abdomen are five sharp and enormous ventral feet, and at its tail hangs a long tail that constantly dangles in mid-air. The metallic color appears particularly eerie in the dark pits.

Moreover, its mouth seems to be located at the junction of its abdomen and shell. It's not just a small opening; rather, its mouth is what connects its abdomen and shell. It's a ring, a disgusting ring filled with the stench of blood and flesh.

It looks like a mutant crab... dozens of times more disgusting than that.

Unfortunately, the power emanating from this thing is at the Transcendent God stage, in other words...

She was no match for him.

Fan Luokui, the only one who could stand against him, was now gripping the hilt of his knife tightly, his face pale, his mind trembling, and he stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what to do.

—Hiss hiss hiss!

Perhaps enraged by Zhang Ruoxue's actions, the demon opened its massive, circular maw. Its mouth was like elastic rubber, instantly stretching its entire mouth vertically and widening the distance between its shell and abdomen, making it look extremely terrifying.

The next moment, three black spears slammed towards Zhang Ruoxue.

The spear was too fast for Zhang Ruoxue to react. She was just a cultivator in the Spirit Palace stage, and facing a demon that was four major realms above her, she was as helpless as an ant.

Before he could even close his eyes, the dark, sharp light of the spear was already imprinted in the center of his eyes, before he could even react instinctively.

The next second, a flash of light and shadow.

"Get behind me... Senior Sister!"

Zhang Ruoxue's crisis pulled Fan Luokui back to reality from her daze. She was indeed terrified of this terrifying monster, but she could not bear to watch Zhang Ruoxue die in front of her.

Fan Luokui held the knife behind her back and instantly exerted force to block the three flanks from the side. At the same time, she drew the scabbard from her waist with her left hand and attached her spiritual energy to it.

Snow Condensation Slash.

Yes, Fan Luokui's swordsmanship is not limited to the blade; to her, the scabbard is also a sword.

The scabbard transformed into a flash of white light, slicing through the three ventral legs like a sharp blade. The violent flash swept past, effortlessly cutting through the metal-like, sturdy ventral legs.

Three severed limbs separated from the monster, spraying green, foul-smelling blood all over the ground.

"Awoooooo!"

The pain stimulated the monster, forcing it to emit a strange cry that was completely different from before.

Zhang Ruoxue trembled, knowing that she could hardly help Fan Luokui with her strength, so she immediately took a few steps back to create distance.

In battles during the God Transformation stage, she was undoubtedly a burden.

"So now..."

After confirming that Zhang Ruoxue had retreated to an area where she could protect her at any time, Fan Luokui took a deep breath of the foul black air inside the cave, and sweat beaded on her forehead.

She gripped the hilt of the knife again, sheathing the blade, her face still deathly pale. "What should I do next..."

To be honest, she still can't overcome her fear of insects. Even though she has stepped forward now, it will probably still be difficult for her to fight freely.

Fortunately, this monster appears to have only just entered the Transcendental Stage and is still some distance from me.

If you just control the distance a little...

Create distance and use the Draw Sword Slash and Snowfall Slash to take it down...

Fan Luo Kui, who had no desire to have much contact with such monsters, immediately had this thought pop into her head.

Reality, however, often falls short of expectations.

After letting out a sharp, hoarse roar that seemed to tear at its throat, the monster suddenly stood upright, and several streaks of green light suddenly flashed from the blood-red spheres within the three white holes in its abdomen.

The next instant, three green, whip-like tentacles emerged from the center of the blood sphere, covered with a large amount of green slime and a nauseating odor.

The three long whips were raised high and lashed down at Fan Luokui from a great distance.

There was actually this trick up your sleeve?!

Fan Luo Kui's expression changed drastically, her delicate body trembled violently, and she stomped her feet on the ground, her figure transforming into a phantom, her red and white shrine maiden robes billowing rapidly in the hurricane.

The blade rubbed against the scabbard, sparks of spiritual energy erupting from it. A scorching blade light flashed, attempting to cut through the three long, whip-shaped tentacles.

clang!

The discordant sound of metal clashing against metal echoed here.

Fan Luokui's slash failed to cut the long whip in two!

She looked closely and found that there was only a faint white mark left on the long whip, without any trace of it being cut off.

"Tsk...troublesome."

With no immediate effect from slashing, Fan Luokui could only try her best to dodge the three wildly swung whips.

The girl's feet trod on afterimages, and red and white phantoms swirled rapidly around the monster. The latter's tentacles seemed to have eyes, and no matter where Fan Luo Kui hid, it could accurately find her.

She must find the monster's weakness.

Since the tentacle whip cannot be severed, and the spear's belly doesn't seem to be a fatal weakness, then what remains is...

Fan Luokui propelled herself through the air like an arrow released from a bow. The blade was already sheathed; this blade, which had been with her for years, had long become a part of her body, and she could freely cut any place her gaze locked onto.

And this place is the monster's tail.