Rebirth: The Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character Strikes Back to Become a God

Just as Long Miaomiao was walking towards the Golden Core area, the system suddenly spoke: "Host, don't go to fight yet. Feel the rules here carefully. It will be good for your practice."

The Xuantian Arena has a long history, dating back to ancient times.

When Long Miaomiao first came in, she only felt that the spiritual energy here was relatively rich, but she didn't expect that there would be other opportunities.

After being reminded by the system, she carefully felt it again and found that in addition to some spiritual mist in the air, there were also some traces of chaotic air.

Spiritual mist is formed when the spiritual energy becomes dense enough. Although it is not common, it can be found in some blessed places, and even more so, spiritual essence can be found.

But the chaotic energy is extremely rare in this world, and perhaps only a trace of it can be found in some legendary dangerous places.

However, on the other hand, not everyone can absorb the chaotic energy. According to Long Miaomiao's existing inherited memories, except for the innate holy body, only her chaotic holy body can be refined.

But at her current weak state, she could only refine a little bit. However, even a little bit would be of great benefit to her.

So she was overjoyed, and before she even reached the golden elixir area, she regardless of anything else, she guided the spiritual mist and chaotic energy into her body.

Long Miaomiao had already planned it out. She could absorb the spiritual mist directly, and the chaotic energy would first be stored in the Chaos Ring and then slowly refined later.

Just after Long Miaomiao guided two strands of chaotic energy, she discovered that the few strands of chaotic energy actually ran in another direction.

She couldn't help but wonder, "Huh? Who stole my Chaos Energy? How could there be someone in this world who knows this?"

When his consciousness followed the chaotic energy to find the source, Long Miaomiao was speechless for a moment: "It turned out to be the eldest brother, Long Aotian Bentian, no wonder, ah! This is difficult! This is difficult!"

After realizing it was Ye Che, Long Miaomiao quickly grabbed two strands and immediately fled. As for the rest, she left it to the eldest senior brother.

Long Miaomiao thought in a generous manner.

On the other hand, after entering the Xuantian Arena, Ye Che did not take the wrong path, but went directly to the Nascent Soul stage area, and Xie Yifan was right next to him.

As for Yue Po who had been pestering him, they were separated directly, and Ye Che was happy to be free.

At this time, Xie Yifan on the side also felt that the arena in front of him was for his own level, so he jumped up directly.

Then he said confidently: "Big Brother, would you like to stay for a while to admire the peerless demeanor of Junior Brother?"

Ye Che heard this: “…” I can’t keep this junior brother anymore, whoever wants it can take it.

Although Ye Che did not answer, he still watched Xie Yifan's match. Seeing that the other person was knocked out of the ring within half a minute, Ye Che cast an admiring look at Xie Yifan.

"Good, I didn't bring shame to our sect." After giving Xie Yifan a look, he walked away.

Because he was delayed here with Xie Yifan for a while, Ye Che was the only one on the road when he walked to another arena.

Ever since Ye Che was abandoned by the Ye family and awakened his physique by chance, he has been practicing with every breath. So when he was fully focused in this space, he immediately noticed the difference in the spiritual energy in the air.

So Ye Che opened his spiritual eyes and looked again, and then he saw clusters of colorful mist-like gas and a few wisps of milky white gas.

He recognized the spiritual mist, having absorbed it during his previous training, but Ye Che did not recognize the white gas in the center of the arena, so he asked directly: "Senior Di? Can you see the white gas?"

In Ye Che's sea of ​​consciousness, Emperor Xuan Che, who was meditating, slowly opened his eyes. His eyes flickered as he released his consciousness. He then replied, "Boy, you're lucky. This is the energy of chaos, which is rare in tens of millions of years. It's just right for you to absorb it."

"Thank you, Senior Di, for your answer." After Ye Che simply expressed his thanks, he immediately used his spiritual sense to draw a wisp of chaotic energy into his body.

The chaotic energy itself carries a strong wind, but when this strand entered Ye Che's body, he did not feel much, just a slight tingling pain. The chaotic energy first circulated around his tendons and veins, and finally settled directly in his dantian.

Ye Che looked at his Dantian, where he saw a purple Nascent Soul that looked like himself with its eyes closed. There was a strand of white on its head, like a wreath.

Although he was a little confused about what was going on, Ye Che felt that he seemed to have an extra kind of spiritual power, which was brought to him by the chaotic energy.

So he pulled two strands over again, and after finding that it was still the same process and the same ability, Ye Che stopped absorbing them.

Seeing Ye Che successfully absorb the Chaos Energy, Di Xuanche's eyes flashed with deep thought, and then he sighed: "Your little world is not simple, you can even have this thing, you made a fortune this time."

"Indeed, this is all thanks to Senior Di." Ye Che was also very satisfied with this unexpected surprise.

"In this world, many things are destined. What belongs to you will belong to you sooner or later, and no one can take it away."

"I think so too." Ye Che's eyes were full of determination when he said this.

……

The Xuantian Arena was originally a small world evolved from chaos fragments. In ancient times, a powerful being refined it into its current arena form for disciples to practice and fight, and it has been passed down to this day.

There were only a few wisps of chaotic energy left, and except for what was needed for the arena itself, the rest was divided between Long Miaomiao and Ye Che.

After a simple refining, both of them went to participate in the competition with satisfaction.

……

All those who have reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul Stage subconsciously went to Arena No. 1. This was due to the rules of the Xuantian Arena small world.

When Ye Che came over, he saw many familiar faces, including Feng Xingzhi, Huo Yixiuan, his fellow clan member senior brother Xiao Ming, junior brother Lei Feng, senior sister Renault, and Ye Yuqing, whose nose was not a nose and whose eyes were not eyes.

"Hey, look who's here?" When it comes to making sarcastic remarks, Ye Yuqing is the only one among Ye Che.

Ye Che was too lazy to pay attention to him. The Yuanying stage Great Perfection created by the pills was not worth his attention. He didn't even need to do anything himself. This guy couldn't last more than a few rounds.

Besides, every wrong has its perpetrator and he will go back to settle the previous accounts with that woman.

Ye Che simply ignored Ye Yuqing, then he and his fellow disciples nodded and looked at the two people on the stage.

Judging from their clothes, they should be a fellow Taoist from the Sword Dao Sect and a casual cultivator. The one from the Sword Dao Sect has wind spiritual root, so he should be a relative of Feng Xingzhi.

The casual cultivator had the fire spirit root, and although he looked young, his face was filled with cruelty. He thrust his sword forward again, and the tip of the sword was accompanied by a black and red flame.

Ye Che was puzzled. He had seen sword lights from fire-type spiritual roots before, but his junior sister's was the brightest red. It was rare to see black in red.

As if sensing Ye Che's doubts, Feng Xingzhi took a step forward and said, "The spiritual power of this casual cultivator is a little hard to fathom, but he exudes a very dangerous aura."