Although the Neutral Continent was the smallest in terms of land area among the five continents, even the smallest continent was one-third the size of Earth.
Thus, mountains stretched endlessly, with hundreds of millions of large and small peaks.
Xia Feng soared in the sky, motionless, and fell into a dilemma.
Finding the Ba Wu Mountain was even harder than finding the remaining two special physiques.
What was the point of searching?
It could only be left to chance.
At this very moment, Xia Feng wished he could summon the little pig and give it a good thrashing to relieve his worries.
Thinking that his current strength was insufficient to harm the little pig in the slightest, Xia Feng became angry and had nowhere to vent it.
Finally, Xia Feng closed his eyes and descended, landing wherever fate dictated, relying entirely on luck.
This Ba Wu Mountain possessed its own unique essence; it shouldn't be too harsh on him, right?
Xia Feng thought to himself. After all, in this era, who would intentionally harm themselves?
Xia Feng landed near a small city and walked directly towards it.
Seeing the four large characters 'Da Long Wan City' carved on the city walls, Xia Feng stepped inside.
Although it was a small city, it was quite prosperous. Since the Neutral Continent itself was relatively prosperous, even small and medium-sized cities were not bad.
As Xia Feng entered the city, he saw people sparring in the martial arts training ground at the city gate.
A crowd of onlookers had gathered, many cheering and shouting, and some had even started taking bets.
Xia Feng glanced at the two men on the stage. One was in the middle stage of Profound God realm, and the other was in the late stage.
Both were in the same cultivation realm, with only a slight difference in their sub-stages. Thus, their fight did not show any signs of one-sidedness. However, the man in the middle stage of Profound God was slightly ahead.
"Beat him to death, beat you to death."
"Hold on, if you, a late-stage cultivator, can't defeat a middle-stage one, you might as well die."
The audience below was divided into three factions: one group had bet on the middle-stage Profound God to win, another group had bet on the late-stage Profound God to win, and the third group was just spectating without placing any bets.
Therefore, everyone except the spectators was cheering for their chosen fighter.
As the two entered a heated exchange, they were evenly matched, with neither gaining victory nor falling.
At this point, time was up, and they both jumped off the training ground, glaring at each other.
"Tsk..."
"Rigged..."
"Damn your mother, give me back my divine stones."
"This is really something else. This competition is getting more and more fake. Anyone who bets is an idiot."
"Tear down this stage, stop harming people."
Seeing the match end in a draw, the crowd below cursed and demanded their money back.
Of course, one could also bet on a draw, but such people were very few, and their voices were barely heard.
Xia Feng watched the noisy crowd, shook his head with a smile, and left. This was similar to betting on football on Earth; in nine out of ten cases, you lost.
The real winners were the bookmakers.
If everyone won, who would lose money?
As he entered an inn, Xia Feng noticed that the middle-stage Profound God man who had competed earlier had completely changed his appearance.
Perhaps he had used a false appearance before, as such things were suspected of cheating. If he had revealed his true face, he might have been beaten to death.
However, while he could deceive others, he could not deceive Xia Feng.
Even though his aura had completely changed, Xia Feng could still recognize him at a glance.
This was somewhat interesting.
"I earned 100 divine stones today. Let's buy some good food for the children," the man said, handing the divine stones in his hand to the woman in front of him.
This woman was dressed plainly and was accompanied by two young boys who were half his height.
"Sister Sisi, we want to eat meat," the two little boys exclaimed excitedly.
They had just heard that they could buy delicious food.
"Yes, everyone will have meat to eat today. Brother Xiao Bin earned divine stones, so we'll buy more to share with the other little friends. We can't eat alone; we must remember to share delicious food with others," said the woman, who was called Sister Sisi, as she patted one of the little boys' heads.
In the Divine Realm, like the Immortal Realm, due to the large population, there were disparities, with a greater proportion of the poor.
Those in front of him clearly belonged to the poorer strata.
This was evident in how they went to great lengths to earn a living.
The fake match today was clearly suspicious, although even if they didn't participate, others would. However, such practices were ultimately wrong.
But these matters were of no consequence to Xia Feng; they were merely people living at the bottom.
They did not need good cultivation resources; they only needed to survive.
No matter where or in which realm, there were such people.
They toiled from dawn till dusk, working hard for a day, earning meager wages for their labor. This was life.
To all those who strive for a living, life is not easy for anyone. May you all achieve financial freedom soon.
"Okay, Sister Sisi," the two children chirped excitedly.
"Brother Ah Bin, let's buy some meat and head back," Sisi said to Ah Bin.
"Alright," Ah Bin nodded.
At this moment, two people entered the inn. They looked at Ah Bin and said in a commanding tone:
"Zuo Bin, the boss wants you to fight another match tomorrow. He greatly appreciates your strength in challenging opponents of a higher level."
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(PS: It's a bit late. There will be another chapter after midnight. I'm still writing it, and I won't be late this time.)