Cultivation: But Not a Game-Chapter 202 - 113: Magical Duel, Ruthless Pursuit?

Chapter 202: Chapter 113: Magical Duel, Ruthless Pursuit?

In the other world, spiritual pets are forbidden from participating in the battle arena, so Ao Run never fought, whether in previous guild arenas or now.

But the corpse master is different; this creature is refined using demonic techniques and is not a spiritual pet.

The same unrestricted rule applies to insects refined by the Gu Refining Skill.

Ghosts summoned by Ghost Dao Magic.

Various demons refined using Demon Dao methods.

This corpse master of Zuo Qingren was refined using Demon Dao Magic; it belongs to the magic system, so it’s allowed to battle in the arena.

The corpse master relentlessly pounded on the Cyan Cloud Cover, continuously spewing Crimson Corpse Fire, covering more than half of the arena in flames.

Zuo Qingren stood atop the Demon Fire Golden Banner, with the wind making his Dark Gold Robe billow, one hand on the top of the banner and the other continuously conjuring and unleashing Seven Fiends Divine Light, occasionally forming a Demon Fire Yin Thunder to bombard down.

The banner and divine fire combined forces, step by step suppressing the fiery tornado, as he slightly smirked and said in a deep voice:

"Unless you have another high-level treasure, you are doomed!"

"But after the previous eight rounds of battle, I have thoroughly understood you have no other treasures."

Zuo Qingren recognized Su Yu’s strength, but he was more confident in himself and smiled, saying:

"You are destined to lose!"

Beneath the Demon Fire Golden Banner, Su Yu slowly raised his head with a slight smile:

"Not necessarily!"

Zuo Qingren was stunned, quickly pondering, confident he hadn’t missed anything, and chuckled:

"I can’t imagine how you could turn the tables at this point. Could it be that you still have....."

His voice suddenly halted, and his expression froze because, at that moment, countless fine sword lights unexpectedly appeared on the arena covered by Crimson Corpse Fire.

Having delayed until now, the Thousand-Layered Sword Net had taken shape.

Su Yu quickly pondered. Zuo Qingren, high above like a mountain on the Demon Fire Golden Banner, had high-level treasures for protection, and his robe was obviously of a high grade, perhaps not easily defeated.

The corpse master consistently being a nuisance was troublesome, solving that problem could mean facing Zuo Qingren with ease and victory.

Having understood this, he decisively made a gesture and softly commanded:

"Wind God’s Order, freeze!"

"Thousand-Layered Sword Net, rise!"

The thousand sword auras secretly laid out from the battle’s start now manifested, converging towards him with a mere gesture, instantly submerging the corpse master halted by the Wind God’s Order.

One sword aura’s attack power is 6880, sharpness 2000.

Ten sword auras’ attack power is 68800, sharpness 2000.

A hundred sword auras’ attack power is 688000, sharpness 2000.

A thousand sword auras’ attack power is 6880000, sharpness 2000.

Zuo Qingren had no time to react, only seeing his corpse master, with over three million health, instantly shredded into chunks by a thousand sword auras, slain on the spot.

"No!"

At this moment, Zuo Qingren’s heart bled, his fake smile vanished, and his eyes burned with murderous intent:

"I will have you killed!"

Spitting five mouthfuls of vital blood onto the Demon Fire Golden Banner, his face instantly turned pale with each mouthful directly lowering his Qi Refining Heart Skill by one level, five mouthfuls meant five levels.

But the banner, charged by these five mouthfuls of vital blood, roared like adding fuel to fire, its power booming massively.

The struggling fiery tornado collapsed on the spot, the massive Demon Fire Golden Banner below emitting a powerful suction to pin Su Yu in place, smashing down thunderously.

Su Yu felt darkness before his eyes, suddenly inside a magical banner several kilometers in diameter.

Below burned demon fire, surrounded by the dark golden inner walls of the magical banner, layered with innumerable Demon God and vile ghost sculptures reaching the magical banner’s top, which, when activated, surged to life, transforming into demon heads and ghosts attacking him.

Su Yu immediately activated the Wind and Fire Fan, summoning a tornado to encircle himself, gesturing to gather two sword auras crisscrossing to slay demon heads and ghosts breaching the tornado.

These demon heads and ghosts were level eighty and sixty respectively, with far less health than similar level spirits, but their attack power doubled, high attack low health, all born of the magical treasure, upon defeat they turned to demon flames merging back into the magical banner, continuously regenerating under the treasure’s activation.

"This Demon Fire Golden Banner is a Tier Eight superior magical treasure, once trapped inside even the Loose Immortals find it inescapable death."

Zuo Qingren’s filled-with-anger voice boomed from all directions within the magical banner:

"Dare to slay my corpse master, I will spare no expense in lowering my cultivation to refine you alive today."

Undisguised malice washed over Su Yu, making his brows furrow, recalling when Chu Xinyue refined Li Yingshen of Frostfire Guild, erasing all chance of revival, directly obliterating his lifespan.

"This Demon Fire Golden Banner...."

His gaze shifted towards the blazing demon fire and thousands of demon heads and ghosts within the magical banner, unsure if this magical treasure could do it.

He also doubted not whether Zuo Qingren dared to go so far; having practiced demonic corpse refining, would one hesitate to kill a person? This task was likely done by him numerous times.

"Damn, if you can’t afford to lose, don’t play then, any fight is bound to have damage."

Su Yu sighed softly, somewhat speechless.

Gesturing to retract the sword auras, he looked up making a final effort:

"With your strength, this corpse master was merely icing on the cake, it wouldn’t affect your prowess, some damage in arena fights is inevitable, spending time refining another one is feasible, why so furious?"

Shortly, Zuo Qingren’s voice rumbled like thunder from the magical banner’s top:

"Easier said, acquiring a level hundred plus corpse master is no easy feat."

Not more than a second after the thunderous voice faded, Zuo Qingren spoke again, but this time with changed tone:

"For me to let you go, one could be a thousand taels of gold as compensation for my loss, then sever the soul imprint of those two captured flying swords and that treasure, or I will refine you alive within the magical banner." 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

"???"

"You’re courting death!"

Su Yu’s face darkened. Initially, he had intended to rely on his mana advantage to exhaust Zuo Qingren until he couldn’t maintain the magic banner, then break out. In this duel, no one was allowed to use pills to restore mana; relying on his several-fold mana advantage and his Tier Eight Treasure, he could definitely break out.

But since he was so greedy and malicious, there was no need to hold back.

With a thought, the hidden power of the True Dragon inside him exploded, his body rapidly enlarged, instantly filling the entire Demon Fire Golden Banner.

A dragon claw reached out, pressing down. The space expanded, the golden banner’s interior walls twisted, the demon and ghost statues on it shattered, and the demon fire extinguished.

....

On the arena, after shattering the fiery tornado column, the Demon Fire Golden Banner stood like a mountain, unmoving. Zuo Qingren sat cross-legged atop the magic banner, continually raising his hands to infuse mana into it.

The surface of the magic banner boiled with demon fire, the magic patterns glowed brightly, the imprinted images of demon heads and devils vividly alive, almost breaking free.

Everyone watched the arena with solemn expressions, even the lowest cultivation ordinary participants knowing that the battle had reached its peak.

"Something seems off here!"

The Divine Wind Gang and the Ten Thousand Poison Gang were silent, but several duel witnesses sensed something amiss.

One of them spoke to the only Loose Immortal among the witnesses:

"Mr. Li, Zuo Qingren continuously overdrawing his blood essence doesn’t seem like normal dueling."

Another witness, acting as a guest host, nodded:

"I agree, it’s just not worth it since he was only invited to lend a hand."

The elderly Loose Immortal referred to as Mr. Li nodded:

"Zuo Qingren is urging the Demon Fire Golden Banner, seemingly refining it."

"What?"

"Just lending a hand, no need to go this far."

"Mr. Li, should we call a stop?"

"Stop it, he’s going too far."

The witness acting as a guest host nodded, flew towards the arena, and shouted loudly:

"Mr. Zuo, the outcome is decided, please let him out."

Zuo Qingren looked up, speaking calmly:

"He hasn’t conceded defeat, how can you say the outcome is decided?"

"You have the upper hand, trapping him in the golden banner, it can be determined as your victory."

"Let him say it to me himself."

"This kid has such a murderous intent!"

Several witnesses furrowed their brows, still advising:

"You have no personal grievance, why must you go so far?"

Zuo Qingren snorted coldly:

"He killed my Crimson Corpse; I want his life as compensation!"

The group was left speechless; the middle-aged Loose Immortal with the surname Li spoke up:

"Damage in a match is inevitable, and that Crimson Corpse doesn’t significantly affect your strength. You can simply refine another one, why go to such lengths?"

"Old thing, sit down!"

Zuo Qingren’s roar startled everyone. With a ferocious look, he said:

"Your lifespan is almost up, so behave. I let you earn money for your face, so sit quietly. Don’t meddle, or beware that your family might suffer when you die."

"You...."

Mr. Li glared, his hair and beard standing on end. An invisible pressure exploded.

But his pressure only lasted a few seconds before dissipating. Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes, instantly appearing much older.

At this moment, many in the audience realized something was wrong from their conversation. Zhang Chao immediately transmitted a message to his team:

"I didn’t expect they’d dare to refine and kill Mr. Su right under everyone’s gaze. Prepare to act, we must rescue Mr. Su."

Lin Qingfeng quickly added:

"I will order the guild members to attack and hold off the Ten Thousand Poison Gang’s people; rescuing Mr. Su is up to you."

Zhang Chao thanked him:

"Thank you, Mr. Lin."

"You were endangered helping our guild; how could I sit by and do nothing?"

The others said nothing, silently drawing their magical treasures to prepare for action.

A few seconds later, just as Zhang Chao was about to make his move, Luo Qingchan’s calm voice rang out:

"Wait, look."

Everyone followed her hand’s direction, as the mountain-like Demon Fire Golden Banner suddenly expanded and twisted before explosively shattering. Boundless demonic flames and blinding firelight formed a tempest surging in all directions, causing everyone to instinctively shield their eyes.

Amidst the massive chaotic firelight, a dragon claw lightly pointed, the Ruyi Demon Pearl’s clear light rotated. The dragon claw passed through the clear light effortlessly, touching the demon pearl, shattering it instantly.

Beneath the shattered Ruyi Demon Pearl, Zuo Qingren’s face was filled with shock and disbelief.

A crimson dragon claw pierced through the broken demon pearl, touching his chest, an invisible ripple sweeping over Zuo Qingren, his face visibly paled.

"Celestial Dao Divine Skill—Star Shifting!"

The next moment, the crimson dragon claw touched Zuo Qingren’s chest again, the invisible ripple once more sweeping over him, his hair instantly turning gray.