A life of clearness

Chapter 80: Drain Her to Death

"Nascent Soul cultivator..." Rong Qing looked at the male cultivator opposite her and said softly, "You are the first one."

The Yuanying Zhenjun opposite him had an ordinary appearance, but he had a calm aura.

This gold, wood, and earth spiritual root arena attracted a large number of Cangliuzhou cultivators who met the spiritual root requirements. Unfortunately, because they had three spiritual roots, they were not taken seriously and most of them were in the stage of foundation building to golden elixir floating.

Rong Qing didn't know how many Nascent Soul cultivators with gold, wood and earth spiritual roots there were in Cangliu Continent. At least the one opposite was the first one to come up since the appearance of this arena.

"I originally thought that this spot was already in my pocket," After all, there are not many cultivators with three spiritual roots who can reach the Nascent Soul stage, and my spiritual roots just match it.

He stood with his hands behind his back, not in a hurry to attack, "I didn't expect that there is a junior with such a solid foundation. If I enter the ring at the last minute, it would be too much of a waste of your time."

You are already looking down on me by saying this, Rong Qing thought to herself.

"I formed a Nascent Soul at the age of 500. I am not considered a genius in Cangliuzhou. Fellow Daoist, you also understand that due to my natural talent, it would be difficult for me to get many resources unless I worked harder than my peers. But in the end, cultivation depends on the individual. I have made it through. Think about how many fellow cultivators of my generation had single spiritual roots, were favored by their masters, and had no shortage of resources. They were far ahead in the process of building the foundation and forming the elixir. But who could have expected it?" He smiled and shook his head, "Nowadays, there are countless people who are still golden elixirs when they die. I have achieved the Nascent Soul and am at the forefront. So, in cultivation, the most important thing is to be yourself. Fellow Daoist, do you think I am right?"

"...Yeah." Rong Qing tried her best to grasp the key points of his words, but instinctively she shouldn't pay too much attention to his words.

He nodded with satisfaction, "When I first saw you, I felt that you and I were of the same kind. We were both unwilling, but neither of us gave up. At this point, we haven't exchanged names. My Taoist name is Lu Yao, I wonder what your Taoist name is?"

Rong Qing was silent for a few breaths before she slowly replied, "I don't have a Taoist name, you can call me Yu Rong."

"Huh?" Master Lu Yao looked very surprised and asked repeatedly, "According to the rules, when you achieve the golden elixir, you can give yourself a Taoist name, either by yourself or by a master. With your ability, it doesn't seem like you don't have a master, so how come you don't have one yet?"

Rong Qing was a little impatient, but she wouldn't slap someone in the face for no reason, so she just said a few perfunctory words.

This stage should have attracted a lot of attention after such a big change happened. However, the cultivators on the stage of the three spiritual roots were all low-level cultivators, which was completely incomparable to the fierce fighting between Yuanying cultivators. Therefore, except for the initial attention, the cultivators were not interested and turned their eyes away one by one.

Even when Rong Qing came on stage later and defeated three people in a row, including a late Jindan cultivator who was close to her in strength, she still failed to attract much interest.

But the situation is slightly different now. First, a Yuanying stage cultivator has finally arrived. Some people in the stands will be interested in this and want to see if Rong Qing can still maintain her winning rate... Although most of them are not optimistic! Second, this Yuanying Zhenjun who came up is too talkative. It has been a long time, and he is still talking nonsense. Compared with other people who come up to the arena to fight or at most say hello, the style of painting is so refreshing.

Amidst all the curious gazes, there was one person who was even more speechless.

"Who is this person? Where did you find him?" A male cultivator in brocade robes put the teacup in his hand on the table. He said this to the Yuanying Zhenjun standing behind him.

However, this male cultivator in brocade robes was only at the Golden Core stage. From the matter-of-factness in his words, it could be inferred that this male cultivator was of an extraordinary status.

"Among the many cultivators raised in the clan, he is the only one who has three spiritual roots of gold, wood and earth and is in the Nascent Soul stage. There are very few Nascent Soul cultivators who meet the spiritual root requirements. Otherwise, it is difficult to invite them from other clans, and they may not be used by you." The answering Nascent Soul True Lord was restrained, and even in a subordinate position, he was still neither humble nor arrogant. Especially the gleam in his eyes, even the male cultivator in brocade robes did not dare to look directly at him easily.

"That's a lot of nonsense." The male cultivator in brocade robe curled his lips.

"Don't worry, sir. He won't forget his purpose. Just in case, this time, he will beat the female cultivator so hard that she can't enter the ring again."

"Oh? Since we need to be on the safe side, wouldn't it be better to beat him to death?" He raised his eyebrows.

This idea of ​​the brocade robe male cultivator was actually an unspoken rule in the Tiantai. Because even if the rules clearly stated that one could go up to the ring ten times, as long as the number was not unlimited, it would be one less each time. In a fight of equal strength, it was impossible to guarantee that neither side would be completely unharmed. So in order not to waste their own times, the fights in the Tiantai rarely held back. In the records of the Tiantai, there were many people who were seriously injured to the point of shattering their Dantian or even dying on the spot.

The most important thing is that the inspector never raised any objection! This naturally acquiesced to many secret manipulations.

What the man in brocade robe is doing is almost the same.

He is a direct descendant of an upper-class family in the main city. Therefore, even though he has the qualification of three spiritual roots, he can still command Nascent Soul cultivators and still raise his own cultivation to the late Golden Core stage.

In his eyes, the sudden appearance of the three spiritual roots quota was a perfect opportunity prepared for him.

"Big brother, third brother, fifth brother." The brocade-clothed male cultivator sneered, his eyes swept across the three arenas. The three of them were all champions, and they had fought consecutively without losing. In the clan, although they maintained a friendly and respectful appearance, the brocade-clothed male cultivator had always been extremely jealous of these three extremely talented brothers! "With this quota, who will laugh last is still uncertain."

In his mind, after a series of operations, this quota would not escape his control.

"We can't take the life of that female cultivator so easily." The Yuanying cultivator standing behind the male cultivator looked at Rong Qing for a long time and shook his head. "That female cultivator is a cultivator from another continent."

Nowadays, all the foreign cultivators who appear in Cangliu Continent and have extraordinary combat capabilities assume that the power of the forces behind them is not low.

"According to the information revealed by the inspector, after the opening of the sky, a considerable number of people will be given access to the top three secret realms in the North. At this critical juncture, it is too unwise to offend the forces in the North." After hearing this explanation, the male cultivator in brocade robes also gave up his original idea. He can have this status today, which is inseparable from his mother who is the head of the family. He cherishes his mother's love and dare not do something that he shouldn't do to throw away this love. Even if he dares, the Yuanying cultivator behind him, who seems to be protecting him but actually has a high status in the clan, will stop him.

"I understand this." The male cultivator in brocade robes nodded, "But I don't know which sect this female cultivator is from? I have been hearing rumors about the Northern Territory's geniuses recently, but it seems that no one can match her."

"The Northland is vast, and some sects are not very famous, but their strength should not be underestimated. Those who are sent to participate in the opening of the world, even if they also have three spiritual roots, can be seen to have extraordinary strength when compared on the stage. Moreover, the quota for three spiritual roots was temporarily changed, but this female cultivator has already come here, which means that the power behind her is even more unfathomable. There are some things we can do, but we can't go too far."

Hearing the words, the male cultivator in brocade robes obviously took them seriously. He took a deep breath and said, "Then deploy them. Try to find some Jindan who are good at fighting to kill the female cultivator with their weapons."

"Master Lu Yao, we have been chatting on the stage for too long." Rong Qing frowned and interrupted the other party's chattering. With these questions, she always felt that her ancestors for three generations were being probed in detail by the other party. "I am determined to get this position, so why don't you ask me some questions after I send you off the stage."

Before he could finish his words, a thought had already completed the word "trapped".

A golden line suddenly appeared, forming a flowing circle around its body, with clusters of slender tentacles bursting out and entwining wildly inward.

“Hmm.” Although Master Lu Yao was nagging, his reaction was not slow.

His figure flashed, and at the same time, the pressure from Yuanying Zhenjun was suddenly released.

This flash did not escape the entanglement range of the word "trapped". But the instinctive response still had its effect, that is, the solid pressure of the Nascent Soul.

Pressure, or rather a force field, counteracted the tentacles of the word "trapped". So even though his entire body was encircled by the word "trapped", his movements were not greatly restricted.

The word "trapped" could not be restrained, but Rong Qing remained calm.

"The word 'trapped' can be used more than once. But how strong can your pressure be?"

As early as the battle with Sima Erba in Wuwang Mountain, she was able to use more than one "trapping" to deal with the high-level magic. Now she has built the first floor of her sea of ​​consciousness. This means that the number of "trapping" that she can use at the same time will increase.

The second golden character turned into a golden line that suddenly appeared. As soon as it appeared, the restraining force it brought was extremely strong!
This is not a simple improvement of one plus one equals two, but an additional lock is added on top of the original word restriction.

Lu Yao's face changed, and he clenched his right hand. The natal magic weapon that was originally nurtured in his dantian appeared and was held firmly in his hand.

It was a black long sword. In the strengthened restraining force, his movements to control his life weapon were much slower. But as the sword was unsheathed, Lu Yao's own pressure also increased simultaneously.

"I've never seen Daoist Yu Rong do this." At this time, Lu Yao still didn't stop talking. "It seems that I am quite capable. But I really look forward to what tricks you will use next. After all, with our abilities, it's not worth it to be a stepping stone for others for nothing."

Rong Qing felt that he was hinting at something, but she didn't want to think too much about it at this moment.

The third "trapped" forbidden spell appeared before he could unsheathe his sword. Three flowing golden coils entangled each other, and the exploding tentacles instantly formed a giant cocoon, wrapping Lu Yao from head to toe.

Under Rong Qing's mental control, she threw it out of the ring in a relatively gentle manner. When Lu Yao completely left the ring, the golden cocoon suddenly dissipated, as clean as if it had never appeared.

Lu Yao was sent off like this, but he didn't seem angry or embarrassed. He smiled and looked at Rong Qing. Just before he was completely bound, he sent a message to her spiritual consciousness. In this arena surrounded by many restrictions, there is no need to worry about being intercepted by others.

"This is... too useless." The male cultivator in brocade robe twitched his lips. He was a Yuanying Zhenjun after all, but he was sent off the stage before he could even unsheathe his sword in front of the cultivators from other continents. It was really embarrassing for the cultivators of Cangliu Continent.

"But, at least we have found out that this female cultivator has the ability to use mental restraint." The male cultivator in brocade robe was somewhat relieved. If he had not had the intelligence and Rong Qing had suddenly used it, he would not have had the time to prepare for it.

"Sir," the Nascent Soul cultivator standing behind him closed his eyes after seeing Rong Qing use the word "trapped" and didn't know who he was contacting. At this time, he opened his eyes and smiled slightly, "Several seniors are also very interested in this female cultivator. They sent several excellent cultivators under their command to test her background. Ten chances per person is enough to see all the tricks of this female cultivator."

The male cultivator in brocade robe was delighted at first, but then he frowned, "Uncle Liu, even you have to call them seniors, so how can this position still be mine?" Thinking of this, he couldn't be happy at all.

"Don't worry, sir. This has been made clear. They are still willing to give face to our clan. And considering the patriarch's love for you, as long as you can successfully get the Kaitian quota, you will enter the Yuanying stage in one fell swoop, and even have a slight chance of realizing the Dao rhyme. It is worth owing a few favors."

The male cultivator in brocade robe said complacently, "I knew mother would help me. Well, this time, I will prove to her that I am no weaker than my three brothers." He looked at Rong Qing on the arena, no longer as cautious or even anxious as before.

At this moment, Rong Qing turned her head and looked around, as if to see what was happening in other places. It seemed like a coincidence that when her eyes swept over, they met the gaze of the male cultivator in brocade robes who was leaning against the window in the box at the front of the stands.

The male cultivator in brocade robe was stunned. The Yuanying cultivator called Uncle Liu had a stern look in his eyes, thinking that something was wrong.

(End of this chapter)