Chapter 51: The Great Soaring Spirit Arena

Not only Bai Ningxue, but Talon, who was the most skilled openly present, also looked somewhat uneasy.

“Master Beibei, with our current strength, going to the Grand Soul Arena in other cities might not be a problem, but this is the Heavenly Soul Imperial City—could the difficulty be too great?”

He had lived in the Heavenly Soul Imperial City for many years; how could he not have visited such a famous Grand Soul Arena?

Back then, he believed that with his level 25 strength, he could dominate anyone below level 30.

Jin Miao also didn’t understand why she was called grandfather instead of mother; in short, she was completely bewildered.

Smiling faintly, she changed into a comfortable outfit in a cheerful mood, told her assistant she would take leave for the next two days and not go to work, and asked her to manage the company carefully without any mistakes.

The breakfast on the table was all her favorite foods, very sumptuous. Perhaps because she hadn’t eaten earlier and was hungry, she ate a lot during this meal; her stomach was full and her body warm.

There was no choice—the C-rank soul trial participants were either killed or fled by Gu Xuan. The recruits Shěn Lanxi gathered were almost all ordinary civilians without much combat power.

“And what about the old bachelor? Is he still around now?” After a long silence, Jiang Yao spoke, asking.

Ma Xiaorong beside him seemed to realize something was wrong too; she immediately looked at Gu Xuan with a mournful expression.

Regarding single skills, the enhancement of the Waterwalking technique should be the greatest among all active skills. The speed limit increased from 200% to 500% depending on the amount of water, more than doubling the maximum speed.

A majestic life aura surged forth in an instant, invigorating Qin Chuan and Lin Yue, who were nearby, making them feel an immediate spiritual uplift.

The reason was that she genuinely wanted to have some fun. After getting Liu Chan’s approval, a group of people forcefully arrived in Yu City.

He spoke while looking gently at Wen Yukou, his eyes clear and elegant, revealing no trace of blame.

“It’s fine, as long as you don’t die. Even if you become lame, it’s okay.” The moment he was bitten, Lan Rongyue killed the unknown creature with a dagger and simultaneously froze his injured leg with ice, preventing the poison from killing him.

“I’ve sent messages to Ouyang, but he just replied with a string of ellipses. What does that mean? What’s his deal?” Taking over Feng Hua’s words, the smiling girl frowned and spoke to us.

A dull thud echoed in Zhou Tian’s mind, and he lost consciousness. Just before he fainted, he saw a vengeful spirit lunging at him.

When the dust gradually settled, the first person to come into view was the Grand Elder. His robe was torn in several places, but he seemed to have sustained little injury.

Of course, there were exceptions at times. He reserved an hour from his meditation practice to train at noon because the fire element energy in the world was most abundant then, which was most beneficial for cultivating his Blazing Flame Devouring Wave technique.

This was simply to help Tian Ying improve his strength, but the Divine Mother never realized that what Tian Ying struggled with most was a world without her.

I took her hand and walked outside. This time, she didn’t pull away. Holding her bag, I left the room and saw the attendant from before. I called him over.

I returned to the office and sat there staring out the window, my mind constantly dwelling on today’s events, afraid of making a wrong move that would give Yin Feng an opening. After suffering such a great loss, he surely wouldn’t let it go easily.

Behind a four-panel nanmu wood screen embroidered with sakura and grass-green silk, she gave a glance to Granny Gui, who understood immediately and quietly withdrew. When she returned, she was holding a long purple sandalwood box inlaid with gold.

Lin Chen exerted all his cultivation strength, wielding the Purple Thorn Sword and Dragon Abyss Sword. The sword aura from these two peerless treasures formed a massive shield of sword energy.

But Ao Xuan had no reason to keep pretending now, and Yun Yilan was no fool. Just a moment ago, she had doubted Ao Xuan as well, but the way he pleaded to the Old Dragon King was no act.