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This old man was full of pride, without a hint of embarrassment; his skin was thicker than that of an old beggar.

Seeing the old man behaving like an unshakable lotus, Li Xiaobai inwardly cursed a storm, feeling his tolerance threshold being constantly reset. An old salted meat actually had the guts to throw a tantrum and pretend to be fresh meat in front of him, truly an eyesore.

His eyes were not blind; this guy was a wrinkled old man with graying hair, yet he dared to call himself a young talent. Where was his shame?

‘Heh, a case of old bottle, new wine, elder over fifty yet still maintaining an innocent heart, I truly admire that,’

Li Xiaobai pinched his nose, barely squeezing out a few words through clenched teeth.

“Naturally, I’ve always been unconventional. Young Master Li need not call me senior; just Brother Zhang will do,”

the old man said with a smile as he stroked his beard, already fantasizing about how he would deal with his opponent on the arena.

He was a genuine Divinity Transformation Stage powerhouse, not someone that Elder Zhang could compare to. Once on the arena, he was entirely confident about defeating his opponent.

What first-tier geniuses, it’s all nonsense; at this age and stage, how could a young prodigy just pop up and be a Tribulation Crossing Stage expert?

‘Heh, Brother Zhang, may I ask how we shall compete? Shall we find an arena for a fair match?’

Li Xiaobai asked, forcibly suppressing the nausea building up inside him.

‘There’s no need for such trouble. In our Zhang Family estate, there is an arena. I think it’s suitable for both of you to compete there, don’t you think?’

‘I, as Family Head, can assure fairness, justice, and openness!’

The Zhang Family Patriarch interjected aptly.

‘That’s fine by me, it saves a lot of trouble. Brother Zhang, after you.’

Li Xiaobai said with a faint smile, aware that the people of the Zhang Family thought they had him cornered, unaware that all their preparations were just entangling themselves further.

Competing in an arena built within the Zhang Family was a common tactic to slaughter external enemies since it was within the family’s domain. It would be all their people around, and even if a major conflict ensued, it wouldn’t be exposed to the outside. If someone did see, they could explain it away as family disciples sparring, not as an actual conflict.

It seemed likely that many cultivators had died on the arenas of the Zhang Family. Unfortunately, this time, the only one dying in the arena would be their side.

“Young Master Li, this way, please!”

The old man confidently led the way out of the hall, towards the depth of the bamboo forest.

Behind the great hall, deep within the bamboo forest, was a mountain range. There weren’t just one or two arenas here; every few dozen meters, there was a stone platform hundreds of meters wide, presumably used for daily disciple fights.

Following the old man through twists and turns, they arrived at a bloodstained arena.

The old man chuckled, “Young sir, shall we compete on this arena then?”

Observing the arena before him, Li Xiaobai’s expression grew somber. This likely was the place where the Zhang Family customarily slaughtered cultivators. It was apparent that the arena had been repeatedly washed, but due to the copious amount of bloodstains, it was difficult to clean thoroughly.

Giant patches of crimson had even seeped into the stone of the platform itself.

It was hard to imagine just how many cultivators had died on this arena, how many souls had been gathered here.

“Alright, Elder Brother Zhang, after you!”

Li Xiaobai made a welcoming gesture and took the lead in stepping onto the arena.

With a cold sneer, the old man’s figure flickered, and in an instant, he appeared on the arena.

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“The Family Head of the Zhang Family shall act as the witness today. On the arena, fists and feet have no eyes, and the match should stop at the point of contact. However, if someone fails to hold back and gets injured, please bear no grudges,”

The expression of the Zhang Family Patriarch was indifferent, his eyes flashing with a cold gleam.

Having drunk the tea laced with Binding Pill, this Li Xiaobai is now unable to mobilize his internal Spiritual Power or cultivation level; soon, he will be nothing but a target for a beating.

Once Zhang Ming successfully extracts the soul to uncover the hidden secrets, the rise of the Zhang Family is imminent. Within a few years, they will no longer need to rely on the Situ Household.

Below the stage, Zhang Xu and the second individual from the Zhang Family looked at Li Xiaobai with indifferent expressions, their lips unconsciously curling into a cruel smile.

On this arena, they have seen numerous cultivators tortured to death. Almost all who stood in the Zhang Family’s way have died here, and Li Xiaobai will be no exception. They could already foresee his tragic demise.

On the stage.

The elder cupped his fists in a salute and said lightly, “I am fortunate to meet a young talent today and would appreciate a few instructive moves.”

Li Xiaobai, with his hands behind his back, looked down at the old man in front of him, his expression equally indifferent.

“Elder Brother Zhang, since you sincerely seek instruction, I shall provide a few pointers. Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance, make your move,” Li Xiaobai said.

“How audacious! I have never seen such arrogance before. Today, this old man shall experience the prowess of the young master!”

Enraged by the words, the elder’s face twisted fiercely, his eyes blazing with fire, as he tore off his pretense and viciously made a move.

He sneered inwardly, suspecting that the other party hadn’t realized yet that he was unable to circulate his internal cultivation of Spiritual Power. He was truly eager to see that look of shocked despair on his opponent’s face.

Hands evolving Yin and Yang Qi, the prowess of the Divinity Transformation Stage was undoubtedly revealed, his fierce aura sweeping across the entire venue, impacting the souls of the many cultivators present.

“That is the strength of a Divinity Transformation Stage master!”

“Such a formidable oppressive force, Li Xiaobai is bound to die!”

“Moreover, Elder Zhang has used his signature Cultivation Technique from the start, evolving his hands into the Yin Yang Grinding Disc. It is said that those who die under this move can’t even reincarnate.”

“Yes, the combined power of Yin and Yang Qi with the Primordial Spirit Power incorporated into the martial arts increases the power manifold. Even cultivators of the same level dare not face its edge head-on.”

“This time, Li Xiaobai is doomed!”

Below the stage, the cultivators murmured quietly amongst themselves, nodding frequently at the techniques Zhang Ming was employing. Zhang Ming wasn’t beating around the bush; he went straight for the opponent’s weak points from the start with a clear objective: to severely injure Li Xiaobai and then begin the soul search.

On the stage, Li Xiaobai watched the elder’s offensive moves, still with his hands behind his back and a smile on his lips, allowing the attack, with no intention of defending himself.

“You impudent youngster, you’re so complacent. You look down upon me, don’t you!” the elder shouted, his eyes wide with fury, while the Internal Cultivation Technique in his body ran rampant, the flow of Yin and Yang Qi over his fists intensifying.

Desiring to suppress with a single punch.

“Heh, I’m giving the young talent a chance. If I were to take action, Elder Brother Zhang wouldn’t have the chance to make another move,” Li Xiaobai said with a chuckling smile, allowing the Yin and Yang Qi to envelope him.

[Attribute Points +3000…]

[Attribute Points +3000…]

[Attribute Points +3000…]

The aura is quite impressive, but the increase in Attribute Points is still disappointing.

“Seeking death!”