I make a contract with myself

Chapter 436 The Arena of Life and Death

Fan Wuji's proposal was not a perfect solution, but no one rejected it.

Because he was powerful enough, he would attack anyone who opposed him.

The arena was very large, with mountain peaks serving as the nodes of the formation, creating a massive barrier.

Of course, the barrier is very thin; it only encloses a small area.

"There aren't many rules in a arena where life and death are decided; it's either death or surrender, and running away is forbidden."

Fan Wuji thought for a moment and added, "Those at the ninth level of the Spirit Realm are not allowed to participate. If they insist on fighting, they must first get past me."

That's a powerful statement.

Knowing that Fan Wuji was in a bad mood, neither Xuan Che nor Jun Wuzhi said much at this moment.

Mu Shou raised an objection: "The Primordial Immortal Spirit..."

Fan Wuji clicked his tongue and said, "Participation is prohibited."

Sun Yan protested, "It's not fair! They are my spirits, especially Xiaobai and Xiaohei, whom I raised with great difficulty."

Fan Wuji said irritably, "You have four chances to intervene in the arena, no objections, right?"

Sun Yan raised his hand, looking aggrieved: "I have..."

No one cares about him.

No one else would have any objections.

Using these four opportunities to exchange for four Primordial Immortal Spirits was clearly a huge profit.

Sun Yan's protest was ineffective.

However, he did not argue unreasonably, because the rule that ninth-rank spirits were not allowed to participate in the battle was obviously more advantageous to them.

The four Primordial Immortal Spirits are equivalent to four invincible ninth-grade Spirit Realm warriors. Unfortunately, the opponent has even more high-end combat power, which cannot be compensated for by having four more Primordial Immortal Spirits.

Before the fight began, Sun Yan called a halt, saying that the battle would resume in three days.

"What now?" Fan Wuji gritted his teeth.

“We need to revise the previous list,” Sun Yan said matter-of-factly. “Of course, there’s something I’d like to take advantage of Lingduo so we can all see it together.”

"Those things you've been messing around with?" Fan Wuji frowned.

“Intelligence sharing, that’s all.” Sun Yan smiled slightly.

He took out the array plate, activated the array that had been adjusted many times before, and presented all the information he had gathered to the spirits.

nothing left.

The story of Sun Yan's past life, his experiences in the abyss, his adventures in the starry sky, the mechanical world, and even his conversation with Gu Xuanzi were all presented here in a comprehensive and three-dimensional way through array projection, causing quite a stir.

For powerful individuals, this information is nothing more than the unknown mechanical world.

However, the number of strong individuals is ultimately limited.

"Even if it only slightly undermines morale and weakens combat power, it's already a significant achievement for us," Sun Yan explained.

Rabbit suddenly realized.

Of everyone present, she was the only one who needed to give a special explanation.

The others were gathered on the Starsea, enjoying a rare moment of reunion.

Liu Xian and Xie Xintong arrived in a phoenix, making their entrance the most prestigious.

When Yun Yun and Duan Rong arrived, they followed the army of Divine Sword City. However, since one of them was a Sword Saint and the other a Sword God, they were definitely not just ordinary people and were quite conspicuous.

Xia Ling'er was the least prestigious one; at first, she tried to hide herself and didn't dare to show her face.

By the time she was able to show her face, the Zhongyi Pavilion's stance had quietly changed, and no one cared anymore.

As a result, Xia Ling'er was heartbroken for a long time and needed her husband's hug to comfort her.

The other four people: "..."

Hmph, with a formidable enemy at hand, no one's going to fight you for it!

At this time, Sun Yan was good at playing dumb, after all, fools are often lucky.

Xia Ling'er's little hands were particularly restless, touching and pinching this and that, as if trying to determine whether the person in front of her was still the one she loved.

Where they live, it's common for rebellious disciples to challenge their masters. After all these years of living together day and night, why haven't they made a move yet?

My husband isn't exactly a gentleman; his moral compass is constantly shifting, and he's always had no resistance to women, especially beautiful girls...

Sun Yan's eyes were deep and somber.

He asked, "Am I really that worthless in your eyes?"

Xia Ling'er chuckled: "Not only Master, but Xiao Qi and Chu Shudai were also seen naked by you. Didn't you have any thoughts about them?"

She extended her slender finger and touched Sun Yan's heart.

Sun Yan turned his head away, his composure instantly shattered.

There's no point in deceiving yourself and others, especially since she's your wife. A woman's intuition is indeed very accurate; sometimes it even understands her better than he does himself.

After several wives' assessments, it was determined that the husband was a lecherous scoundrel. That's all.

Xia Ling'er turned his head back and forcefully kissed him.

After a long silence, she pushed her man away and snorted, "I'll settle accounts with you after this is over!"

Sun Yan said earnestly, "Please rest assured, my wife, I will absolutely not resist. Use whatever tricks you have up your sleeve."

Xia Ling'er blushed, seemingly lost in thought, and then pinched his waist hard.

Hmph, I'll find a method to replenish yin by absorbing yang energy, then let's see if you're still so stubborn!

……

Three days flew by.

The infrastructure capabilities of the cultivation world are quite impressive, far exceeding the current level of Earth.

In just three days, although it was impossible to build a proper grandstand to accommodate 20,000 to 30,000 alien races, it was enough to ensure that they had nowhere to settle down. Whether in the mountains, rivers, or clouds, it was in line with the aspirations of cultivators.

"Guests are welcome. Please take a seat and you may also serve as witnesses."

Fan Wuji greeted the powerful figures from other races, not out of flattery, but simply to avoid creating unnecessary complications.

He had truly witnessed Sun Yan's ability to cause trouble.

Over the past three days, more and more alien races have been attracted, and most of them have come because of the intelligence exposed by Sun Yan.

More and more powerful figures from various races gathered, many of whom were enemies. If one was not careful, a spark could ignite a powder keg, leading to a great war that would engulf the entire Ancient Spirit World.

Perhaps, without waiting for the next invasion from outer space, all the races will have their brains fried and they can destroy the world on their own.

Once everything was ready, Sun Yan finally stood before Xuan Che and Jun Wuzhi for an equal dialogue.

“If you don’t speak, we’ll have to call roll,” Mu Nian said.

"you……"

"First one, Luo Shang, an inner disciple of the Lingjue Holy Land." Sun Yan began calling out names.

"Who?" Jun Wuzhi asked, suppressing his temper.

With so many people in the Lingjue Holy Land, there are no fewer than a million disciples alone, not to mention stewards, hall masters, city lords, elders, and so on. If you also include those sent by vassal forces for further study, the total number must exceed two million.

Let alone a mere inner disciple, even a personally instructed disciple would be completely forgotten by Jun Wuzhi if they didn't possess relatively outstanding abilities.

I'm too lazy to remember.

If you want someone like that to remember your name, you first need to find a way to climb to a certain height.

Jun Wuzhi sent people to look for him.

The troops here are all elites; the disciples of the Lingjue Holy Land are not many, accounting for only 40% of the army.

In total, there are close to 10,000 people.

Finding an inner disciple like Luo Shang is not difficult.

Soon, Luo Shang walked out looking bewildered, completely unaware of what was going on.

He was just an inconspicuous power bank in the midst of many battles. In a life-or-death arena like this, at the very least, it was the holy sons and daughters who would fight against others.

What business is it of mine?

Are you suggesting he fight the Sword God, the most perfect human, or perhaps a Soul Master...?

This is no way cannon fodder should die!