Chapter 38: The Fight Is Over

Dui Ping City, as the imperial city of the Ze Dui Divine Realm, must not be lost.

The three Divine Kings—Gongye Ming, Gongye Zhong, and Gongye Yu—sent all the cultivators at the Divine General stage from the Ze Dui Divine Realm to the combat platform, subtly warning Qu Yi that this was the bottom line they could tolerate.

Seeing this, Qu Yi smiled faintly and said, “The Ze Dui Divine Realm is really going all out.”

The cultivators at the Divine General stage from the other seven realms also understood what was happening in the Ze Dui Divine Realm and now watched to see how Qu Yi would respond to their actions.

“Hmph, if Qu Yi really dares to seize the position of the city lord of Dui Ping City, then he’s truly touched the bottom line of the Divine Kings. I think even the Divine Kings themselves won’t tolerate Qu Yi and will surely take action to punish him,” many cultivators at the Divine General stage thought.

At that moment, Qu Yi called out, “Since the cultivators of the Ze Dui Divine Realm are so united in protecting the position of the city lord of Dui Ping City, the cultivators of Tian Feng Camp must also lend their support. Brothers of Tian Feng Camp, quickly elect 270 of you to go onto the platform and have a good fight—just as a form of training.”

Dui Ping City was not originally within Qu Yi’s plans to seize, but he didn’t want it to be easily taken by the Gongye family either, so he decided to make things difficult for them as well.

“Yes, Camp King,” the cultivators at the Divine General stage of Tian Feng Camp shouted excitedly.

Immediately, 270 cultivators from Tian Feng Camp left their seats and went to the combat platform, facing off against the cultivators from the Ze Dui Divine Realm, with hostility filling the air.

The cultivators at the Divine General stage from the other seven realms felt even colder upon seeing this. With the strength of these 270 people from Tian Feng Camp, it seemed they would once again try to seize the position of the city lord of Dui Ping City.

Was Tian Feng Camp planning to take away all the positions of city lords from the Ze Dui Divine Realm?

The cultivators from the eight realms couldn’t understand—was Qu Yi crazy? Did he really not leave any face for the Divine Kings and go to such extreme lengths?

At that moment, Zong Jing, the moderator, spoke up, “Since no other cultivators are coming forward, our next fight will still follow the previous rules: each person draws a card, and the two with the same color will be opponents.”

Immediately, Zong Jing flew out a disk, which now was a hundred meters in size and contained over 500 cards.

In a short time, the cultivators at the Divine General stage from Tian Feng Camp and the Ze Dui Divine Realm each grabbed a card with their hands, flipped it over, and determined their opponents based on the color at the bottom of the card.

With just a sweep of his divine consciousness, Zong Jing identified all 270 pairs of combatants and recorded them one by one on the jade slips.
“The drawing is complete. The first match will be between Tan Yun and Chu Liuxiang,” Zong Jing announced, his voice echoing throughout the virtual battlefield.
Tan Yun was a Divine Marshal-level cultivator from the Ze Dui Divine Realm, while the charming and graceful Chu Liuxiang was also a Divine Marshal-level cultivator from the Tian Feng Fort.
At Zong Jing’s command, all the cultivators on the combat platform immediately retreated to the edges, and a light barrier descended in the center, enclosing Tan Yun and Chu Liuxiang.
Tan Yun’s expression turned cold. His gaze toward Chu Liuxiang was like blades and swords, as if he wanted to slice Chu Liuxiang to pieces with his eyes alone. This showed just how angry Tan Yun was at Tian Feng Fort’s previous actions.
Chu Liuxiang actually took out an iron fan adorned with ten elegantly depicted women. He gave it a gentle swish before smiling at Tan Yun kindly.
“Brother Tan Yun, don’t be so tense. Do we really have to fight?” Chu Liuxiang said with a smile.
“Hmph! You Tian Feng Fort stole the positions of city lords from 107 cities in our Ze Dui Divine Realm. How dare you expect to be friendly with our cultivators? Spare us the act. Quickly bring out your divine weapon. If you want to detonate it, go ahead!” Tan Yun shouted fiercely, his aura oppressive like dark clouds.
Shaking his head and fanning himself lightly, Chu Liuxiang smiled faintly, “Brother Tan Yun, I’ve already seen your bravery. Truly, you live up to your past role as a city lord. Well, since you want to compete for the position of city lord of Dui Ping City, I’ll voluntarily withdraw.”
Chu Liuxiang actually admitted defeat!
Without bringing out his divine weapon to self-destruct or unleashing his 100 million spiritual entities to attack Tan Yun, he simply gave up the match and admitted defeat.
Suddenly, all the Divine Marshal-level cultivators from the eight realms were stunned, unable to understand Chu Liuxiang’s actions.
Tan Yun was also taken aback, staring strangely as Chu Liuxiang flew out of the light barrier.
The three Divine Kings—Gongye Ming, Gongye Zhong, and Gongye Yu—also didn’t understand Chu Liuxiang’s intentions or why Qu Yi had sent these cultivators from Tian Feng Fort onto the stage. They could only watch calmly as the combat continued. At least, Ze Dui Divine Realm had won one match, which was reason to be happy.
“What exactly does Tian Feng Fort want? Chu Liuxiang could have beaten Tan Yun—why did he give up?”
“I really don’t know why Tian Feng Fort sent people there only to have them give up. What’s their plan?”
“Qu Yi is truly a monster. No one can guess what’s in his mind.”
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The cultivators at the Divine Marshal stage in the Eight Realms were all filled with doubt. Even Jing of the Divine King Sect, who was in charge, couldn’t figure out why Qu Yi had arranged things this way, but he didn’t overthink it and immediately called out, “The second match will be between Gongye Hai and Yu Daochou.” Gongye Hai was a disciple of the Gongye family at the Divine Marshal stage; he had gone out to hunt Qu Yi together last time. Yu Daochou was a cultivator at the Divine Marshal stage from Tianfeng Fort. Soon, Gongye Hai and Yu Daochou entered the center of the fighting platform, and a transparent energy shield enveloped them both. “What, are you also planning to give up this match like Chu Liuxiang?” Gongye Hai said with a smile. Naturally, Gongye Hai assumed that Qu Yi had sent those 270 Divine Marshal-level cultivators from Tianfeng Fort just to make an appearance, say a few words, and then voluntarily withdraw from the match. Most cultivators in the Zedui Divine Realm were convinced that Qu Yi didn’t want to cross the limits set by the three Divine Kings of Zedui Divine Realm too much, nor did he want to lose face, so he sent people to the fighting platform to make an appearance before withdrawing. Yu Daochou smiled faintly and took out a knife with a sharp, gleaming blade. “Why should I give up the match?” Yu Daochou said with a smile. Gongye Hai’s expression changed; clearly, the situation had exceeded his expectations, but he quickly regained his composure and took out a divine artifact at the level of a Divine King. The other cultivators from Zedui Divine Realm on the fighting platform also changed their expressions, especially those who were about to fight against the cultivators from Tianfeng Fort. They were even more confused about Qu Yi’s intentions. “If you want to fight, then come at me,” Gongye Hai said coldly. Yu Daochou’s lips twitched, and he dashed forward. With a single swing of his knife, 100 million spiritual bodies formed a 100-meter-long sword that slashed straight at Gongye Hai’s head. “Trivial tricks,” Gongye Hai sneered and casually waved his divine artifact. A small spatial rift appeared, and the chaotic energy bursting out instantly severed the 100-meter-long sword in half. Yu Daochou continued to attack with millions of swift slashes, not giving Gongye Hai a chance to retaliate. Silver light flashed in the air nonstop. Gongye Hai’s face turned furious, but he had no chance to counterattack. He could only keep waving his divine artifact at the level of a Divine King, creating terrifying spatial rifts to cut apart all the spiritual sword attacks launched by Yu Daochou. After hundreds of slashes, Yu Daochou’s divine essence was severely depleted, and Gongye Hai, who was also defending against the fierce sword attacks, had consumed a great deal of his own divine essence as well.

At this moment, Yu Daochou’s lips curled slightly as he suddenly took out ten divine artifacts at the Divine Hero level from his hands.
“Gongye Hai, let’s see how you’ll block this,” Yu Daochou laughed loudly.
The ten divine artifacts flew in front of Gongye Hai and exploded simultaneously. The immense energy surge tore open hundreds of spatial rifts, enveloping the space where Gongye Hai was, leaving him unable to dodge.
“Bastard…”
Gongye Hai was furious but helpless. He could only frantically wave his divine artifacts, creating one spatial rift after another to barely block the explosions of the ten artifacts.
The light barrier settled down.
“I surrender,” Yu Daochou said with a smile, ceasing his attacks.
Gongye Hai’s hand, holding the divine artifact, trembled with anger. Upon hearing Yu Daochou’s words, he had no choice but to lower it—he didn’t want the presiding Divine King Zong Jing to punish him.
Yu Daochou smiled as he flew back to his seat.
“Good job,” Qu Yi encouraged with a smile.
“It’s all thanks to the wise guidance of the Fortress King,” Yu Daochou replied with a chuckle, clearly satisfied with his own performance.
This battle had already allowed the Eight Realms Divine Kings to figure out Qu Yi’s intentions—he didn’t want to take over the position of the city lord of Dui Ping City. However, the Gongye family wanted that position, and it wouldn’t be easy for them to get it.
Therefore, the cultivators of Tianfeng Fortress would voluntarily give up whenever they encountered cultivators not from the Gongye family. But if they faced a disciple of the Gongye family, a fierce battle would ensue.
Gongye Ming, Gongye Zhong, and Gongye Yu also understood this and filled with hatred. They secretly vowed that once this individual battle ended, they would immediately seek out Qu Yi and kill him outright.
At that moment, the two hundred cultivators of Tianfeng Fortress on the battle platform all turned their gaze toward Zong Jing.
“Divine King, we want to give up the battle to save some time. So we request to leave now,” the two hundred of them shouted at once.
It turned out that these two hundred people had been fighting against cultivators not from the Gongye family. Since they were going to withdraw anyway, there was no need to say so during the battle. Now, they were collectively asking the presider for permission to leave.
The cultivators on the entire void battlefield were shocked.
Upon hearing their shouts, Zong Jing pursed his lips, then nodded and said with a smile, “If that’s the case, I approve your request.”
“The rest of you, brothers of Tianfeng Fortress, continue fighting on the platform. Try to finish quickly so we can wrap things up,” the two hundred of them shouted together.

These people truly treat this battle like a playground.
The cultivators in the Void Battlefield were all speechless.