Quick Wear: Heaven Always Favors Me

After the title issue was resolved, Murong Zhao took Jiang Yao to the most lively competition arena in Bian City.

"Zhao Lang, what are we going to the arena for?" Even though he was prepared, Murong Zhao still felt embarrassed when he heard Jiang Yao call him that.

He explained softly, "To qualify as a weapon refiner, you need to rank in the top three in this competition. I'll get it for you."

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you." Jiang Yao was slightly stunned and replied with a smile.

A smile appeared on that extremely gorgeous face, which stunned many monks around. They all looked at Murong Zhao with envy and jealousy. After realizing that Murong Zhao and Jiang Yao were a perfect match, they at least resisted the urge to provoke them.

After Murong Zhao went to the side to get his card, he and Jiang Yao waited in the audience to watch the fight in the arena.

Biancheng is full of talented people. The lowest cultivation level to come on stage is the late stage of foundation building, and most of them are cultivators in the golden elixir stage.

Murong Zhao had decided on the candidate for challenge from the beginning, and that was an axe cultivator in the late Jindan stage. He was currently ranked fifth. If he was defeated, his ranking would go directly to the top five, and the points would go up even higher with a few more games.

But before Murong Zhao came to power, someone had already chosen him.

Jiang Yao did not expect to see Lu Qingyao here. Lu Qingyao should be conspiring with other disciples to eliminate the demon stronghold, so why did she appear here?

Lu Qingyao was wearing a white dress and a white veil, revealing only a pair of lively eyes. She had a slim figure, and one could tell at a glance that the face behind the veil was not vulgar.

Lu Qingyao landed on the stage gracefully and looked at the axe cultivator in the late Jindan stage: "Fellow Daoist, please give me some advice."

Before Lu Qingyao released her cultivation, the axe cultivator was still alert, but when he sensed that the person in front of him was only at the early stage of the Golden Core Stage, he let down his guard. He looked at Lu Qingyao with lustful eyes and whistled, "Young lady, these thin arms and legs look like they want to tickle me. If you are willing to be my concubine in the twelfth room, I don't mind losing to you."

There was a flash of anger and murderous intent in Lu Qingyao's eyes, but she did not show it. She just said in a gentle voice: "There is no point in saying more. Fellow Daoist, please accept it."

The axe cultivator did not take Lu Qingyao seriously at first, but after Lu Qingyao froze the entire ground of the arena with one sword, his expression changed.

The monks in the audience who had originally been not optimistic about Lu Qingyao also changed their minds.

"This female cultivator is not simple. Although she is at the early stage of the Golden Core, I think the purity of this ice spiritual power is quite high."

"Perhaps this early Jindan stage cultivation was suppressed. After all, if a Jindan early stage cultivator has such a high concentration of spiritual power, he must be a genius disciple of the sect."

"If you say so, there might really be one in Wuji Sect, but that one has a mutated thunder spirit root."

……

Jin Qi is the axe cultivator on the stage, and he is already a well-known cultivator in this arena.

He has dual spiritual roots, fire and wood spiritual roots, so he is not at a disadvantage against ice spiritual roots.

Moreover, his cultivation level already had an advantage, and he soon gained the upper hand. After his fire spiritual power melted the ice on the ground, his wood spiritual power gave birth to a large number of vines that attacked Lu Qingyao.

Lu Qingyao swung the ice sword in her hand and cut off a vine in an instant. The ice spiritual power instantly froze the cut of the vine, preventing it from growing anymore.

Her sword skills were light and graceful, and she dodged all of Jin Qi's attacks on the ring like an ice fairy.

Even if Jin Qi swung his axe at Lu Qingyao, the force would always be absorbed by Lu Qingyao's sword, and he was almost pushed off the stage by the reaction.

Under Lu Qingyao's attack, Jin Qi gradually showed signs of decline and was almost knocked off the stage several times.

Jin Qi's face gradually darkened. A female cultivator in the early Jindan stage beat him back step by step. Where would he put his face?

There was a gleam of ferocity in his eyes, and with a flash of black light in his hand, he attacked Lu Qingyao.

When Jiang Yao and Murong Zhao saw the black light, their eyes froze. They had thought that they came here to refine weapons, but they never thought that they would see demonic energy in this arena.

Lu Qingyao was unaware of this and was about to raise her sword to fight back, but she discovered that her ice spiritual power was being rapidly corroded by the dark light. Her face changed and she quickly retreated.

But Jin Qi gave a sinister laugh, and a black light flashed in his hand, and the evil spirit was about to fall on Lu Qingyao.

At this moment, a fire blade appeared out of nowhere and directly blocked Jin Qi's steps. If Jin Qi had not withdrawn his hand in time, his arm would have been cut in half.

He looked gloomily in the direction where the fire blade came from and said angrily: "What do you mean? You are violating the rules of the arena!"

"Speaking of this, you might as well explain what the demonic energy in your hand is." Murong Zhao said coldly, and the Fengxi Knife in his hand ignited with flames again and slashed towards Jin Qi.

Once these words were spoken, it was like a stone that caused a thousand ripples.

"Demonic energy? Could it be that the dark light is the demonic energy?"

"I've known for a long time that there is a demon stronghold in Biancheng. But if a human cultivator is infected with demonic energy, wouldn't his cultivation level slowly decline? Why did Jin Qi's cultivation level progress so fast?"

……

The monks below the stage looked at Jin Qi with questioning eyes. He looked a little embarrassed when he was exposed, but Murong Zhao was so aggressive that he didn't give him any room to think.

And even if Murong Zhao suppressed his cultivation, the flames that clearly restrained the demonic energy made him feel very uncomfortable.

Jin Qi simply didn't hide it anymore. He roared, and the magic patterns quickly spread to his entire face. The rising demonic energy blocked the sunlight for a moment.

The monks who were watching the show nearby couldn't help but retreat. After all, if they were contaminated by the evil spirit, their cultivation would regress at best, and their spiritual roots would be damaged at worst.

Murong Zhao snorted coldly, and the Fengxi Knife in his hand slashed out one sharp sword energy after another. Jin Qi dodged with great difficulty. His demonic energy would naturally dissipate when it came into contact with the sword energy, so he did not intend to fight Murong Zhao head-on.

He glanced around the arena and fixed his gaze on Jiang Yao, the only one who did not retreat.

He flashed and appeared behind Jiang Yao with a sinister smile on his face. Before he could threaten Murong Zhao, he suddenly felt numb all over and the demonic energy in his body depleted very quickly.

He was stunned for only a moment before Jiang Yao kicked him to the ground, making him unable to get up.

Jin Qi showed a ferocious expression on his face. He pointed at Jiang Yao and said, "You..."

Before he could utter any obscene words, he felt pure and flawless lightning power coming from the place where Jiang Yao was stepping on his chest, which completely cleansed out the evil energy in his meridians.

Jin Qi's eyes suddenly became confused. He had never encountered such a situation!