“Hmph, for your sake, I’ll let this junior off!”
The Beast King Palace elder snorted coldly, giving Wu Xiang a disdainful glance before leading the five Beast King Palace disciples inside.
Among them were Ying Wuya and She Jiao.
Back in the Plague Valley, Ling Xiao had killed She Mei, She Jiao’s twin sister, while Ying Wuya was a core disciple of the Beast King Palace.
At that time, Ying Wuya was ranked ninth.
Now, having gained the Golden-Winged Great Peng martial soul inheritance during the trial, Ying Wuya was the second-ranked core disciple of the Beast King Palace, with She Jiao at fifth, both exceptionally strong.
“Ling Xiao, you haven’t forgotten our Plague Valley agreement, have you? No need to come to the Beast King Palace, tomorrow we’ll settle it at the Sword King Sect!”
Suddenly, Ying Wuya’s provocative voice transmission reached Ling Xiao’s ears.
“Since you’re challenging me, why bother with sneaky voice transmissions, Ying Wuya? Tomorrow at the Four Sects Martial Assembly, you’d better not disappoint me!”
Ling Xiao laughed aloud.
“Bold kid, arrogant enough!”
Ying Wuya’s pupils shrank, his eyes resembling those of a fierce eagle.
Ling Xiao smiled, ignoring him.
This infuriated Ying Wuya, his face darkening.
“Brother Ying, why waste words with him? Tomorrow’s fight, take his life!”
She Jiao whispered.
“Naturally!”
The Beast King Palace group was then led by a Sword King Sect inner disciple to their quarters.
“Let’s go too.”
Wu Xiang, watching the Beast King Palace group leave, turned to the others.
“Elder, may I ask if the Divine Sword Sect members have arrived?”
Ling Xiao suddenly asked.
“Divine Sword Sect? Oh, they arrived yesterday, but they said they went to play in Sword King City. A day’s passed, and they still haven’t returned.”
The outer sect elder’s lips curled with a trace of disdain and malice.
Ling Xiao frowned.
There was definitely something fishy here!
“Sword King City is the city at the foot of the mountain?”
Ling Xiao asked.
“Correct. If you’re interested, you can visit Sword King City. The Four Sects Martial Assembly doesn’t officially start until tomorrow.”
The elder smiled.
“Fine, who wants to come with me?”
Ling Xiao asked.
Aside from Tantai Lingzi, Lan Yuer, Dai Yuling, and Leng Hao nodded.
“In that case, Liu Cang, take our guests to Sword King City.”
The outer sect elder assigned an outer disciple he’d brought as a guide to lead Ling Xiao and the others to Sword King City.
Sword King City wasn’t large, smaller than Tianfeng City, yet it was bustling, with warriors from various places trading and roaming.
“Everyone, let’s head in.”
At the city gate, Liu Cang spoke respectfully.
As a mere outer disciple of the Sword King Sect, he might disdain Moon Flower Sect’s core disciples, but he didn’t dare offend them.
After all, they were Mortal Realm warriors, while he was only at the Martial Vein Realm, a vast gap. Unless he sought death, he wouldn’t dare provoke them.
Entering Sword King City required a thousand low-grade spirit stones per person.
No small sum, and Liu Cang had no intention of covering it.
For Ling Xiao, though, this was trivial. He casually tossed four thousand low-grade spirit stones to the guard.
This fee applied to anyone not from the Sword King Sect.
Liu Cang, of course, was exempt.
Inside the city, they couldn’t help but look surprised.
The first impression was the sheer number of people. Though the city seemed smaller than Tianfeng City from the outside, its population was ten times greater.
“Heh, this is the most prosperous city in the eastern Holy Dynasty. Don’t let its size fool you, it uses special formations to separate multiple spaces. Its actual space is comparable to the Holy Dynasty’s imperial city.”
Liu Cang said proudly, “This city belongs to our Sword King Sect. I bet your Moon Flower Sect doesn’t have anything like it?”
“What can you do here?”
Ling Xiao cut off Liu Cang’s boasting, asking directly.
“Heh, honored guests, this place has endless fun, only things you can’t imagine, not things you can’t find!”
Liu Cang chuckled, “Want stunning beauties? Come here!
Want handsome young men? Come here!
Want to spend spirit stones lavishly? Come here!
Want thrilling games? Also here!
You can buy almost anything on the Tianlong Continent, including beasts, ferocious beasts, even warriors!
There’s a dedicated slave auction house here, want to check it out?”
“Anything else?”
Ling Xiao asked calmly.
“Of course! Speaking of Sword King City, the most famous is naturally the ‘Beast Fighting Arena.’ There, you can watch battles between beasts and ferocious beasts as a spectator, absolutely thrilling, or join the fights yourself. Winning brings hefty rewards.”
Liu Cang smiled, “The arena doesn’t just have beasts, there are death row prisoners and slaves too, fighting for freedom. I heard new stock just arrived, want to take a look?”
“Let’s check it out!”
As Ling Xiao spoke, he’d already unleashed his powerful soul force, using Earth Vision and Sky Hearing. About a mile from their position was likely the Beast Fighting Arena.
“Alright, follow me!”
Following Liu Cang, they arrived before a strange gate.
The gate stood alone, visible from all sides as just a door, but once opened, it revealed an entirely new world.
“Whoa—!”
The moment the door opened, a cacophony of sounds erupted.
Applause!
Cheers!
And shouts of battle!
The noises blended, making the entire space feel electrified.
The Beast Fighting Arena resembled a martial stage.
The difference was that a martial stage was elevated above the audience, while the arena’s fighting ground was a circular pit, like a basin, surrounded by rows of seats and pathways.
The arena was already packed, buzzing with excitement.
“You’ve come to the right place. The Beast Fighting Arena sees no less than a hundred thousand visitors daily, the liveliest spot in Sword King City. Our Sword King Sect disciples often come here to fight, honing their skills and earning some spirit stones.”
Liu Cang pointed at the dense crowd in the seats, looking at Ling Xiao and the others as if they were country bumpkins.
“So, the fights in the arena don’t end in death?”
Dai Yuling asked curiously.
“You’re mistaken, miss. Fights in the Beast Fighting Arena must end with a death. Only when one side dies does the battle conclude. The arena is fortified with powerful formations, anyone trying to escape faces only death!”
