The first arena battle came and went as quickly as it arrived.
The audience had yet to recover from the fight between the Left Protector and Zhao Yiyao when Yan Shouyi appeared, and then the Left Protector fell.
Not only did Yan Shouyi defeat the Left Protector with an overwhelming surge, but he also obtained the Left Protector's Demon Refining Pot.
This move boosted the morale of the Folk Studies Society and, in essence, crippled the Left Protector. Unless the Left Protector could obtain another Demon Refining Pot in the future, he likely wouldn't have a place in the Scarlet Flower Society anymore.
[Lin Xiaojie: Yan Shouyi is truly a role model for our generation. What is the Scarlet Flower Society anyway? I must join the Folk Studies Society!]
[Corner Nook: Although there are still two matches left, I have no doubt about Yan Shouyi's strength! The Scarlet Flower Society is bound to lose!]
[Xiao Ye: Revenge for my wife, we will never rest until it is avenged!]
System prompt: User "Xiao Ye" has been silenced for 1 hour due to violating regulations!
"Brother Yan's strength has grown even greater."
In Qiantang, at the crematorium, Cui Yu, burdened with responsibility, watched the broadcast with a heart full of pride and longing. Ever since Grandma Shen passed away, Cui Yu had taken over the crematorium. Despite his young age, he had matured considerably. With the help of the Night Watchmen Xu Pingzhi and Xu Qian, the crematorium was exceptionally united. When they learned that Yan Shouyi had formed the Folk Studies Society, Cui Yu and his colleagues offered their full support. Later, when they discovered that the Folk Studies Society was being harassed by the Scarlet Flower Society, Cui Yu and the others were furious but felt powerless to help. Now, seeing Yan Shouyi so powerful and defeating the Scarlet Flower Society, they all felt immense relief. At the same time, Cui Yu felt a surge of yearning. He hoped that one day he too could become as strong as Yan Shouyi, capable of protecting the inheritors of the folk traditions at the crematorium.
At this moment, on the arena stage, after Yan Shouyi had collected Yang Shan Jun's corpse using the Demon Refining Pot, he looked towards Huang Ali in the corner.
Huang Ali gritted its teeth and said in a low voice, "You can voluntarily sever our contract." Huang Ali believed that since Yang Shan Jun had been instantly killed by Yan Shouyi, it, a Yellow Immortal of impure bloodline, should not be of interest to Yan Shouyi.
"According to the rules, I should empty the Demon Refining Pot," Yan Shouyi paused and said, "but the Demon Refining Pot is of no use to me. I will give it to someone else, and there must be a guardian for this Demon Refining Pot."
Huang Ali looked at Yan Shouyi in astonishment upon hearing this. Yan Shouyi continued, "If you are willing to remain in the Demon Refining Pot, the corpse and soul of Yang Shan Jun will be yours."
Huang Ali could hardly believe its ears. Although its bloodline was impure, its talent was exceptional, otherwise, it wouldn't have cultivated to this size. If it could digest Yang Shan Jun's corpse and soul, its cultivation would undoubtedly skyrocket, easily surpassing Huang Si Pi. Such a great opportunity falling upon Huang Ali?
Yan Shouyi smiled and said, "I have one condition. I will give the Demon Refining Pot to someone else in the future. When you have a new master, you must be obedient to your new master and help them manage the Demon Refining Pot well."
Huang Ali snapped back to reality, its face beaming with joy. It immediately knelt before Yan Shouyi and kowtowed repeatedly, "No problem!"
If the Left Protector had witnessed this scene, he would have likely vomited blood again. In the past, Huang Ali had been aloof towards the Left Protector, but now this fellow had become Yan Shouyi's sycophant! The scenario of "You ignored me in the past, but tomorrow I will make you unable to reach me" could no longer be staged.
Yan Shouyi nodded in satisfaction and cast a spell to put Huang Ali into the Demon Refining Pot. He then tucked the Demon Refining Pot into his shoulder bag for the time being.
"The first arena battle, I have defended it!" Yan Shouyi slowly looked towards the Scarlet Flower Society's encampment and said indifferently, "Next, step up and prepare to die!"
Arrogant! But Yan Shouyi had the strength and the right to be arrogant! No one present disliked the arrogant Yan Shouyi. On the contrary, they believed that if they were at Yan Shouyi's age and possessed such strength, they would be even more arrogant than Yan Shouyi! This Yan Shouyi, for a time, gained countless fans, and the prestige of the Folk Studies Society ascended to another level.
Wu Tianfeng's expression was extremely grim. Seeing Yan Shouyi basking in the limelight, he wished he could rush forward and cut him down with a single blow. However, reason prevented him from charging onto the stage immediately. "Let you enjoy yourself for a while longer. The happier you smile now, the harder you will fall later!"
Wu Tianfeng retracted his cold, resentful gaze and instructed his subordinate, "Bring the vehicle over."
The subordinate immediately went to fetch the van. The previous van was driven to the edge of the arena. The van was secured with iron chains and plastered with Taoist talismans. Its eerie appearance instantly captured everyone's attention. Even Yan Shouyi couldn't help but scrutinize it. What kind of person was imprisoned in this vehicle that required such careful handling? Did the person inside lack reason? And if so, why would they be willing to fight for the Scarlet Flower Society?
Yan Shouyi frowned but patiently waited without asking any questions.
On the side of the Folk Studies Society, the monk Miaoji's brows were tightly furrowed. "You Taoist dog, this is the vehicle I was talking about."
The Taoist dog observed for a moment and said solemnly, "All those talismans are used to suppress demons and monsters. The one imprisoned in the vehicle is likely a demon." Demons, monsters, or people who had fallen into demonic possession. When ordinary people suffer severe psychological trauma, they can fall into madness. When cultivators suffer severe psychological trauma or their practice goes awry, they can also "fall into madness," but the consequences are more severe, leading to what is commonly known as demonic possession. After falling into demonic possession, being deranged is the least of it; severe cases exhibit extreme paranoia, becoming very evil, and their only response to those who do not align with their ideology is annihilation...
The Taoist dog recognized the purpose of the talismans at a glance, and thus had a certain conjecture about what was sealed within this van.
"Amitabha, I feel a sense of familiarity with the contents of this vehicle compartment. It seems... we have something in common," said the monk Miaoji.
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Tianfeng ordered the compartment to be opened! The members of the Scarlet Flower Society unlocked the chains, tore off the talismans, and finally, carefully opened the compartment door. The inside of the compartment was quiet, and in the darkness, there seemed to be nothing.
Suddenly, a hand emerged from the shadows. The hand was greenish, like the color of a rotting corpse, with scarred and ferocious skin. Following this, a bald, muscular man, who was shirtless, emerged half his body from the interior of the compartment. Beneath his bald head, adorned with nine burnt scar marks representing monastic precepts, was a face etched with deep suffering.
"This...!" The monk Miaoji's face immediately showed a look of horror.
The Taoist dog beside him also exclaimed, "Bald, bald monk, you were right! This guy is indeed like you! You, you... you're both bald!!"
"Amitabha!" The monk Miaoji couldn't help but punch the Taoist dog and coldly rebuked, "What the hell do you mean 'both bald'! Isn't the commonality between him and me that we are both monks?!"