Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Zhan Yue
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 314: How Would I Know
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 393: Your Despair is My Everday
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1299.5- Coincidence (2)
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1000: Rout
Zhan Yue
Chapter 689- Unorthodox methods
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1299- Coincidence
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 51
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 674: Woman Like a Sword
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1298- First mission
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1297- Secret Realm exploration
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 313: Excuse
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 392: Sad Future
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 999: One Versus Six
Zhan Yue
Chapter 688- Firestone Castle
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 371 - Dragonblood Lizard; The Detection Spell Is Never Wrong
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 50.2
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 85: Paper Can Never Cover Fire
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 673: When the Rain Continues
Gazing at the rising sun, Hui Yue could not help but think of the woman who was most likely playing around with five small children, living today like every other day she had lived for the past millennia.
It was early morning. Usually, the entire city was still sleeping, but nothing was as usual. The streets which were normally filled with bakers and message boys were now bustling with citizens and mercenaries alike, walking wherever they wished and purchasing sweet treats or savory buns. A few were buying medicine and medicinal plants to assist them in the finals while others were spending their prize money on armor or weapons.
Moving from the courtyard, Hui Yue was once more wearing his black cloak. This time it was not so much for the sake of being hidden. It was protection because the cloak was capable of absorbing all attacks coming his way due to the nullifying inscriptions engraved on it.
Although the streets were bustling with people, these people all made space for Hui Yue and his entourage, all of them aware of who the black-cloaked mercenaries were. Finalists of the seeded tournament! If anyone within this town deserved respect, then it was those who had managed to become finalists of the seeded tournament.
Moving around, Hui Yue came across a stall where they sold weapons, something he had previously decided to buy for his friends. He paused slightly as he noticed that the weapons seemed to have been created with extraordinary materials.
Seeing Hui Yue stop there, the others followed suit. They all looked at the various weapons which were on display.
The majority of the weapons were made from black iron, much like Black Blood. All of them had inscriptions to increase their durability and sharpness. There were swords and daggers, as well as staves and halberds on display. The most beautiful ones were on display while the less shiny weapons were gathered in a pile with the cheaper items.
Looking at the stall with so many weapons, Hui Yue decided that it was about time for them to each find a weapon which could assist them during their travels.
“Each of you pick a weapon from here. The Guild Master was right to say that we don’t know when death will catch up with us, so get a weapon to prepare for the battle today.”
Hearing Hui Yue say that joyful expressions were visible on their faces as they started to look through the various weapons on display.
It did not take Deng Wu long to pick up a sword made from black iron. Its size was that of an average sword, yet its sharpness was far above what he expected from a good sword one would find in the world above.
Sha Yun picked the largest halberd she could find. It was two meters tall with an edge of half a meter by itself. The sheer size made it clear it was not to be messed with. In the hands of Sha Yun, the snake-woman, the weapon could truly display all its might.
The halberd was made from black iron, much like Hui Yue’s dagger and Deng Wu’s sword. It had been fortified with inscriptions and two small magical gemstones which were located at the place where the blade was embedded in the handle.
The one who took the longest to decide was Wang Ju Long. She looked at all the weapons which were on display, but none of them were to her liking. Eventually she decided to have a look at the ones which were in the cheaper part of the stall. Here her eyes were drawn towards a long staff, a bit smaller than herself.
Unlike the others, this was a glossy red staff made from an unknown material with black iron tips at both sides. It had no inscriptions, and the red body of the staff was looking fairly weather-beaten, as though it had been through many wars and had seen better days.
Looking at it, something within Wang Ju Long decided to pick that staff. Ensuring that it was the weapon she truly wanted, Hui Yue nodded and went to the merchant. He paid for the many weapons with the beast cores they had gathered during their time in the tunnels.
A deep sigh escaped Hui Yue as he saw how few beast cores were left, but it was as he expected. Using beast cores or demon coins would quickly deplete their wealth. Still, looking at the weapons, Hui Yue felt as though it was worth every core he paid.
Deng Wu, Sha Yun, and Wang Ju Long were not the only ones who were thrilled. The man who was selling the items had never sold such a large order before. He was greatly appreciative of his sudden newfound wealth. As to why they had bought the red staff, he had no idea.
As soon as they bought their new weapons, Hui Yue could not help but smile as he felt that death was even further away than it had been before. Yet Xu Piao’s words etched themselves into Hui Yue’s mind. He was perfectly aware that every day could be the last for both him and his friends.
However, with great risks comes great opportunities. Living a safe life would never allow Hui Yue and his friends to continue their journey through the Dungeons of the Divine.
With his mind set on winning the tournament and afterward participating in killing the Demon Dwelling Beast, Hui Yue lifted his head high and led his small group of five towards the arena.
Although it was still early and the finals were not until the sun reached the apex of the sky, Hui Yue still wished to enter the arena to allow his friends to practice with the new weapons they had purchased.
Walking past the arena, Hui Yue could already smell the blood in the air as the semifinalists were battling for a spot in the lower-ranked final which would commence as soon as the semifinals ended.
The battles were bloody and messy, but they had already pulled in a lot of visitors. Every one of the outdoor stages was crowded. The people were standing on their toes to get a glimpse of what was happening on stage.
Although Hui Yue could understand the sport in watching experts duel one another, he had a hard time understanding how blood-soaked life or death battles were something which could be seen as a form of entertainment.
During the time of the year when there was not a tournament, different teams would fight one another for bets, but it was never quite as many battles nor as intense as the tournament. Having spoken with Xu Piao about this subject, Hui Yue found out that one of the main reasons for the bloody battles was to help fight overpopulation. Something similar to this tournament happened yearly in most of the caves.
Although experts were highly sought after, it was experts of a high rank or those with exceptional talents that were in demand. The rest would be great at battling the lower-ranked demon beasts or die for the sake of entertaining the general public and ensuring that resources weren’t strained.
Thinking about all of these complex things, Hui Yue sighed deeply. He finally understood why something as precious as beast cores were used as common currency. Although they were useful for some cultivators and experts, what truly mattered when killing a beast was to bring back the flesh and anything edible from the beast itself.
Thinking about this, Hui Yue was glad that Deng Wu had not traded food for information in this new city they had arrived within. Hui Yue was not a cold person who did not want to help others. However if someone appeared with a massive stockpile of food and started trading it for information, it was likely to cause an uproar in the beggar areas of town.
Sighing deeply, Hui Yue paid no more attention to the ways of this world. Instead, he flashed his golden emblem to the guards at the arena and entered straight into the only place within the town where no citizens could be seen.
Hui Yue entered first only to see something which caused him to frown slightly. Hui Yue and his group were not the first to arrive at the arena, even though it was incredibly early in the morning.
At the stage was the masked group of mercenaries together with Zhou Long. The groups were seemingly conversing with each other in a friendly manner; this caused Hui Yue’s hairs to stand on end. Something about Zhou Long was not as it seemed.
Thinking about this, Hui Yue also knew that if Zhou Long wished for Hui Yue to be dead, then the white-haired boy would have been dead already. He was at least a King ranked expert, but Hui Yue had the impression that he was an even higher rank than that. That he was, in fact, an Emperor ranked expert.
The rank of Zhou Long was not the most important thing to consider. Instead, it was the familiarity of which the masked group and Zhou Long were talking, something which made Hui Yue feel alert. He once more reconsidered his previous decision about working together with the host of the competition later on when it came to the excursion concerning the Demon Dwelling Beast.
Zhou Long had a high cultivation rank and as soon as Hui Yue saw them together, Zhou Long, too, felt that they had entered the arena. Even though he was standing with his back turned to Hui Yue he still noticed Hui Yue and his friends instantly, causing him to turn around.
At first, the surprise was evident on his face, but within less than a second everything was hidden beneath a gentle and welcoming smile.
“Ah, to think that you would show up this early! Could it be you wished to practice much like the other participants?” he asked in a friendly voice, making gestures which pointed towards the masked group.
“Oh, new weapons!” he continued as though nothing was out of the ordinary. “I take it that you wanted to test them? Please, please do not mind us and go ahead!”
With that, Zhou Long vanished through the arena gate while the masked team seated themselves in the first row. All eyes turned upon Hui Yue and his friends. They waited patiently for his group to start practicing so that they could get a better understanding of Hui Yue and his friends’ performance.
Knowing that they would be giving away too much information if they were to practice in front of the other team, Hui Yue sighed deeply, and all five sat down on the edge of the stage, facing the masked group.
There they sat for a couple of hours. Masks were faced towards the cloaked figures and the cloaked figures were faced towards the masks. In the end, neither side managed to gain further knowledge of the other. No one would be able to understand what exactly was going on between the two groups, nor the individuals involved.
As they were seated within the arena, at first, it was possible to hear the surrounding cheers as the battles outside the arena were being determined. The cheering was in sharp contrast to the quietness which prevailed within the arena until the third party suddenly made their entrance.
Unlike the masked group and the cloaked group, the third group had been living greatly in the spotlight the last two days enjoying all the attention and respect which was given to them for making it to the finals.
“Haha, I see we are all here,” one of the last people who entered said. He was a large man. His body was taut and muscles bulged under his skin. He was the complete opposite of Hui Yue with tanned skin and black hair and eyes. But deep within those eyes was a determination to win, a determination very much akin to the one Hui Yue had glistening within his own ice-blue eyes.
“Don’t sell us short just because we aren’t wearing stupid masks or mysterious cloaks,” the man said with a ferocious grin on his lips, his face filled with excitement for the battle to come.