"Also, there’s something you guys probably don’t know yet!"
Mou Yuntao paused, then continued, "This place used to be a major Loose Immortal Cave Mansion. A lot of treasures were taken, but there’s one secret realm here that no one’s ever been able to open. Do you know why blood can be exchanged for things here? Because opening that secret realm requires the blood of many strong cultivators—especially the blood of prodigies."
Mou Yuntao knew he wouldn’t be able to keep this from Lin Chang’sheng for long, so he decided to say it outright.
"If you can win ten matches in a row, I’ll let you try. If you open the secret realm, you might be able to snatch up a ton of treasures inside!"
Mou Yuntao believed Lin Chang’sheng’s blood could definitely unlock the secret realm.
If even a prodigy’s blood like his couldn’t open the secret realm, then who possibly could?
"Oh?"
This actually surprised Lin Chang’sheng a bit.
So there really is a part of this Loose Immortal Cave Mansion that hasn’t been explored yet?
"No way, ten bowls of blood would take half your life!"
Guo Yunchu shouted.
The guy clearly didn’t have good intentions.
"Of course, you can refuse, but getting out of here will be close to impossible! Don’t even think about getting across the Demon Sea!"
Mou Yuntao’s lips curled into a faint smile.
There’s only one passage out of here, and only he knows where it is.
"I’ll enter with him. Five matches each—how’s that?"
Gu Shan spoke slowly.
"Of course!"
Mou Yuntao agreed readily.
That could raise their odds of unlocking the secret realm.
With Lin Chang’sheng and Gu Shan agreeing, Mou Yuntao immediately started arranging their matches.
Before each match, both sides needed to offer a bowl of blood.
But it wasn’t as simple as cutting yourself and bleeding—at the registration counter, there was a blood-red stone.
Put your palm on it, and the blood inside you would turn into a fine red mist—drawn straight into the Blood Stone.
With a push of primordial power, you could force it right out.
After Lin Chang’sheng donated a bowl of blood, he didn’t feel any discomfort.
Then he leapt straight onto the stone platform.
The dueling platform was covered with mysterious runes, impossible to decipher on first glance.
But give Lin Chang’sheng a little time, and he might just figure out what those stone patterns really meant.
"Die!"
Just as Lin Chang’sheng was examining the runes on the stone platform, his opponent—a middle-aged man—jumped up too, launching a direct attack at Lin Chang’sheng.
A fierce fist aura blasted toward Lin Chang’sheng’s chest.
This guy was at the Late Stage of Mahayana, his strikes wide-open and bold—with what looked like a million flaws, but no real openings at all.
Faced with such a devastating palm strike, Lin Chang’sheng didn’t dodge; instead, he threw a punch right back.
Roar! Roar!—
As his fist shot out, a dragon’s roar thundered in everyone’s ears.
This was the Immortal Slaying Celestial King Fist.
Even though Lin Chang’sheng’s cultivation was lower by a small realm...
His body and immortal techniques were insanely strong—way beyond the Late Stage of Mahayana.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!—
The next instant, the two fist auras slammed together with brutal force.
There was a deafening explosion.
The rampaging middle-aged man was blown straight off his feet by a single punch from Lin Chang’sheng.
And the shockwaves of the fist aura slammed into his chest, making him spit blood on the spot.
When the man crashed to the floor, he couldn’t even get up for another round.
"One punch! Who the hell is this kid? How can he be this strong?"
"Yeah, seriously! Middle Stage of Mahayana, and he just wiped out a Late Stage in one move!"
"Looks like this kid really might have a shot at opening the Secret Realm Gate!"
"That’ll depend if the City Lord lets him try!"
...
The crowd of cultivators around the arena all whispered among themselves.
They were all stunned by Lin Chang’sheng’s power.
Hardly anyone here actually knew Lin Chang’sheng—most of them had been stuck in this place for years.
And Lin Chang’sheng was brand new on the scene—a rising star no one had heard of.
"Not bad!"
In his private box on the seventh floor, Mou Yuntao was very pleased as he watched Lin Chang’sheng win with ease.
This kid’s blood definitely has what it takes to help him open the secret realm.
After his victory, Lin Chang’sheng stepped off the platform, planning to take his blood back.
He could absorb the essence in the blood energy, restoring a bit of his vitality.
But the old man refused to give the blood back.
"Competition blood can’t be refunded—it can only be exchanged for items! One bowl of blood gets you 10 points. You’ve got 20 points you can spend now!"
The old man at the registration counter explained.
"So, how many points do I need to trade for stuff?"
Lin Chang’sheng asked.
"1 point lets you trade for 100 Immortal Crystals; 2 points for a Void Refining Stage beauty; 5 points for a Lower Grade Celestial Spirit Treasure; 20 points for a Middle Grade Celestial Spirit Treasure; 50 points for an immortal technique..."
The old man listed off all the things up for exchange.
These points seemed pretty valuable—1 point for 100 Immortal Crystals, so 20 points equals 2000 crystals?
But Lin Chang’sheng felt like trading for Immortal Crystals was a waste, and he didn’t need beauties or spirit treasures anyway.
He planned to win five matches in a row, get up to 100 points, and exchange them for two immortal techniques—maybe he’d get lucky and find something unexpected.
Next up, Gu Shan entered the arena.
Gu Shan’s opponent was a tough guy—Early Stage of Tribulation Crossing, with six straight wins under his belt.
The man thought he had an easy win, but Gu Shan crushed him with just two punches.
The power of the Ancient Long Fist isn’t something just anyone can withstand.
The matches went on, and Lin Chang’sheng and Gu Shan kept racking up wins with zero defeats.
Their five matches only took two hours, and they won every single one with ease.
"Give me two Immortal Books!"
Lin Chang’sheng ordered the old man at the exchange counter.
After all, Lin Chang’sheng could simplify and merge immortal techniques together.