He Yuan calmly watched as Mei Hua moved up to the stage with her huge axe scraping the ground -and somehow managing to send sparks flying- behind her.
As soon as the barrier closed, Mei Hua raised her chin. "You had managed to catch boss Jiu off guard due to your tricky ways. I wou-"
BANG!
He Yuan curled his lip in irritation as Mei Hua managed to narrowly escape the sword glare he'd sent. Although he stuck to his values and wouldn't hit women, Mei Hua did not count. In the cultivation realm, there was no strong distinction between male and female cultivators. The fighting capacity of both genders -as long as they were cultivators- was even so he didn't plan to hold back.
Furthermore, this Mei Hua was always itching for a fight. He was going to give her what she wanted today!
Mei Hua's eyes widened as He Yuan suddenly flashed in front of her after she narrowly escaped his first strike. "MO-" Before she could finish, he sent her another strike that had her flying up and crashing into the roof of the barrier.
BANG!
Mei Hua choked on her spit and held her chest as she tried to find her balance. Her axe had fallen off her hand and was now lying worthlessly on the stage below. She used her spiritual power to call her axe to her side.
Once was a fluke. Mo Sheng had caught her offguard. Never again!
She used the barrier as a stepping stone and propelled herself to the ground like a bullet -axe brandished and ready to chop He Yuan to million pieces.
He Yuan scoffed and leaped up, meeting her halfway. He sent her another strike that had her flying up once more and crashing into the roof of the barrier.
BANG!
The axe fell out of Mei Hua's hand once again from the sheer force of He Yuan's spiritual power. She bit her lips to distract herself from the pain roiling in her chest and then stretched out a hand to call back her axe. Unfortunately, before she could succeed,
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
He Yuan turned Mei Hua into a human yoyo and crashed her repeatedly into the roof of the barrier. He would have preferred the other walls but if he sent her to the side of the barrier then the ring would be activated and the barrier would be let down.
Mei Hua felt disoriented. Her insides were churning. She appeared to be fine on the outside but He Yuan had hit her in specific spots on her body so she had numerous internal injuries.
As blood seeped past her lips, her heart ran cold. Mo Sheng shouldn't be this strong! This was someone she used to terrorize all the time. How could Mo Sheng be this strong?! Why wasn't he stopping? Was he trying to kill her?!
Even as thoughts ran through her head, Mei Hua could only feel herself being tossed about like a rag doll.
When He Yuan was finally done venting, he sent Mei Hua straight for the side of the barrier. As soon as she crossed the ring, the barrier disappeared and she flew out of the platform.
BANG!
Mei Hua crashed into the same part of the arena that Mo Jiu had crashed into three days ago. Next, she slid to the ground and effectively lost consciousness.
"Good. GOOD!" A cultivator pumped his fists. He came here to look for the owner of the divine manual but it was also good to watch someone being thoroughly beaten.
"Tsk! What a waste. She made all that show of bursting through doors only to end up like this," A different cultivator said as she facepalmed and shook her head. "So embarrassing."
The disciple that had gone up to challenge He Yuan first swallowed. What had he been thinking?! It was a good thing Mo Sheng had only tossed him out of the barrier. He patted his chest to calm his racing heart. If he was beaten up like Mei Hua then... He shuddered.
Han Wei and Ba Duo stood frozen in front of the platform. They had been in the same position since the fight started. Unable to move. Unable to comprehend. Having difficulties processing what they were witnessing.
Even if they were aware that Mo Sheng had defeated their boss Jiu, they had just waved it aside thinking it was all due to a moment of distraction. It was even possible that boss Jiu had fought with a powerful ememy in private and sustained some injuries before the fight so Mo Sheng inadvertently got all the glory.
Any explanation that didn't make Mo Sheng seem capable was good enough.
Mei Hua was the next person with the most fighting power after boss Jiu. That was why they had decided she would be the one to go up. They wanted to thoroughly disgrace Mo Sheng for humiliating their boss but who knew?
Their eyes finally moved from the stage to the unconscious Mei Hua at the far side of the arena. She didn't even get the chance to land one hit. Their eyes moved once more to find He Yuan staring at them with a bored expression. Their breaths hitched.
He Yuan slowly stepped down from the stage after receiving his secret dimension pass and putting it away.
Since that was the last match, the tournament finally came to an end and the cultivators all left. A lot of them went up to Duoluo sect disciples to gleam whatever information they could about Mo Jiu but the Duoluo sect disciples were all tight lipped.
How could they say anything? The sect master took Mo Jiu away that day. The two must have discussed a lot and who knew? The manual might be made available to them soon. They didn't want to ruin their chances.
A lot of cultivators looked to the Duoluo sect disciples in envy. It must be really nice to be disciples with the owner of such treasure.
This in turn made the Duoluo sect disciples to raise their heads higher. Soon enough, they were all going to be as strong as Mo Jiu. They would be important figures so they couldn't be found mingling with just anyone.
He Yuan finally reached Gu Long but the smaller man just stared at him in silence. He raised a brow. Was Gu Long expecting Mo Sheng to be so accomodating all the time?
"You didn't hold back at all did you?" Gu Long finally said.
"I did," He Yuan deadpanned. "If I didn't she'd be dead."
Gu Long chuckled. "She had it coming. No need to feel down."
He Yuan nearly burst into laughter. Gu Long was thinking he'd feel guilty? Ha! If anything, he felt refreshed.
The both of them left the arena so He Yuan would have time to prepare. The dimension portal was opening later in the day.
Meanwhile in the Duoluo sect courtyard;
After spending the day in and out of consciousness, Mo Jiu finally managed to seal his meridians in his lower half. That way, he wouldn't be able to feel anything but his manhood was still fully erect and dripping semen.
He felt disgusted and used a cleaning spell only for fresh semen to drip from his slit a second after. With no other option, he cut one of his robes into strips and used one strip to wrap around his organ before using another lengthy strip to bind the organ to his stomach.
Walking around with a bump in his lower half would be so embarrassing.
Once he was done, he put on his clothes and an extra robe so the lump attached to his stomach wouldn't be so obvious. Then he slipped a cloaking talisman into the chest area of his robes. All his efforts would go to waste if he was recognized.
As soon as Mo Jiu stepped out of the door, he noticed a wet patch on his stomach. The semen had dripped to the point of wetting through his clothes. "Fuck!" He cursed with clenched his teeth as he used a cleansing spell.
Just for a while, Mo Jiu assured himself. It was just for a while. The dimension portal was opening very soon. After he laid his hands on the inheritance, all ailments would be gone. He had no idea how this had happened in the first place but he would sort everything after he got the inheritance.
As for Mo Sheng and Gu Long, he still hadn't forgotten them.
Mo Jiu had to constantly use cleansing spells as he walked out of the Duoluo sect courtyard. He passed by a lot of people but none of them recognized him. Good. He soon arrived at the forest close to the location of the dimension portal. Now all he had to do was wait.
Two cultivators in white robes were riding towards the location of the dimension portal on their swords.
The younger one maneuvered his sword closer to the older one and stared at him with stars in his eyes. "Daxiong, this is the first time our small sect managed to get a winner of a dimension pass. You're truly a shining star. The hope of our sect!"
Wang Jun looked down on his shidi and smiled fondly. He was also very happy to get this opportunity to gain recognition for his sect and also gain a lot of high quality materials in the secret dimension.
His little shidi had encountered a problem during cultivation ten years ago and had been unable to advance since then. He hoped to find something to cure the problem in the secret dimension. That was the major thing that had driven him to work hard during the tournament.
The two cultivators happily conversed as they rode over the forest that led to the secret dimension portal when suddenly, a powerful spiritual disturbance went straight at them and destroyed the balance they had in the air.
"AAAHHH!" The little shidi screamed as they both plunged to the ground.
Wang Jun quickly reached out and used his body to shield his shidi and earned numerous tiny scratches as they tumbled about the forest.
When they finally landed on even ground, Wang Jun lifted himself from his shidi and checked him all over with eyes full of worry. "Shidi, are you alright?"
The little shidi shook his head to clear his mind before nodding and smiling at his worried sick daxiong. "Hm." Then he looked around. "Daxiong, what happened?"
Wang Jun frowned as he helped his shidi up. Just now, he felt a wave of spiritual energy in the air. It was clearly not an accident, someone was aiming for them! He drew his sword, placed his shidi behind him and began to look around vigilantly.
It didn't take long for someone to step out of the bushes.
Mo Jiu stared at the cultivators before him with a cold expression. If he needed to get into the secret dimension, he needed a pass. Although Xing Mei, Mu Qingqing and the jade twins had passes, he couldn't possibly take theirs.
They had worked so hard for it and besides, they were his lovers. He was supposed to look after them, not the other way round.
This guy on the other hand...
Mo Jiu had taken note of this cultivator from a distant sect during the tournament. The reason for that was because even if he fought with people stronger than him, he had high tenacity and held on as if his life depended on it. So he won most of his battles through sheer will and almost lost his life countless times.
He would have been a nice subordinate to have. Too bad...
"AAAAAHHHHHHH!"
"NOOOOO!!!"
"ARGHHHHH!"
Loud, anguished, screams rang out in the forest and in a faraway sect, the soul fires of two disciples died out.
Sometime later, a disguised Mo Jiu arrived at the location of the dimension portal. He could not be blamed for killing those two.
In a world where the strong ruled, the weak were just stepping stones and it wasn't as if they were good people anyways. Mo Jiu was sure that if he'd appeared before the both of them using his true appearance, they would have both attacked him for the nonexistent divine level manual.
Why should he show mercy? If he didn't kill them, they were going to kill him so why should he let them live? His goal was to reach the very top but if he constantly let people think it was okay to target him then no one would take him seriously!
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