In my cultivation journey, I completely crushed a group of chosen ones.

There was a knock on Di Jinghua's door. She thought it was Ling Su and opened the door.

He was a middle-aged man who looked very kind. Di Jinghua looked at him with suspicion.

The man smiled and said, "My name is Ruiyuan. Fellow Daoist, may I have a word with you in private?"

Di Jinghua would not bring unknown people into the house: "Just say what you want to say."

Ruiyuan thought this person was ignorant: "I am the Third Prince's man. I think you have great potential and I would like to make friends with you."

Di Jinghua looked completely at ease and didn't say anything.

Ruiyuan was speechless, as if he had swallowed a fly. He was completely dumbfounded; it seemed there would be no gain this time.

He took out the Third Prince's jade token and handed it over: "Take this. You can contact the Third Prince if you need anything."

Or perhaps one day you might find the Third Prince appealing, in which case you could consider him.

Di Jinghua neither agreed nor disagreed, and put away the jade token: "I understand."

Ruiyuan once again felt that this person was ignorant and probably came from some remote mountain village, knowing nothing. He could only leave disappointed.

Time flies, and Di Jinghua has been in Shura for some time now.

That day, Di Jinghua sat by the window of the restaurant, looking at the scenery outside.

A man stepped forward: "Fellow Daoist, are you alone?"

Emperor Jianghua nodded, then looked outside again.

The man found it somewhat amusing. He was naturally handsome and attracted female cultivators wherever he went, but this woman was a novelty and didn't give him a second glance: "I am Yan Lingyi."

Di Jinghua glanced at him with a look that seemed to say, "What's your name? What does it have to do with me?"

Yan Lingyi was shocked. No, the surname of my royal family in the Asura Realm is so ordinary, and you didn't even react?

He said, "This restaurant is owned by me. If you need anything, please feel free to ask the manager."

Di Jinghua's voice was cold: "I understand."

Yan Lingyi felt that this tone made it sound like he was reporting something to her. Oh well, it was an unlucky day to go out.

He stood up and dusted off non-existent dust: "Fellow Daoist, farewell."

Di Jinghua waved his hand, as if to say, "You may kneel down and leave."

Ling Su staggered over: "Was that the Fifth Prince? Why is he looking for you?"

Di Jinghua shook his head: "Maybe they're just bored."

Ling Su whispered, "You should be careful. The Asura Emperor doesn't care about anything and is indulging in wine and women all day long."

Especially recently, he has been captivated by the women of the Phantom Clan, and the struggle between the princes has become public knowledge.

"They've just found a Qi Refining disciple with some skill; they'll probably try to recruit him, and most of these will just be cannon fodder."

Di Jinghua understood: "There was another person named Ruiyuan who came to see me before and gave me a jade token."

Ling Su's expression changed slightly: "That's the Third Prince's man. How could you accept his things? If you accept them, it means you agree to join their camp."

Di Jinghua didn't take it to heart: "I overheard people talking about this in the Blood Prison Arena before."

I killed the Xie family's young master; they won't let me go. I'll accept their jade token and act accordingly later.

Ling Su gave a thumbs up: "So you had this planned all along. I thought you didn't know anything."

Should we go to the second floor to fight, or somewhere else?

Di Jinghua mainly wanted to go to the inheritance space, as he didn't lack the original cultivation technique.

She wanted to see if there were any cultivation techniques that could be used in conjunction with the Asura Codex to follow the path of slaughter. "I want to go to the second floor."

The two went to the second floor of the Blood Prison Arena, where the people were even more violent, though there were fewer people than on the first floor.

Di Jinghua went directly to register and then used all of his Soul-Devouring Stones to bet on winning.

Seeing how generous she was, Ling Su also placed a bet. The onlookers, seeing the two of them, were all whispering among themselves.

Who are these people, so extravagant? The Soul-Devouring Stone is so precious, yet they just toss it away like a stone.

Not long after, it was Di Jinghua's turn to go on stage. Today, she was dressed in black, with a cold face and an imposing aura.

“I know this person. She was very powerful on the first floor before. I didn’t expect her to actually go up to the second floor.”

"Haha, I knew Di Jinghua was a battle maniac. I placed a bet when I saw her name just now, and I'm going to make a fortune!"

Everyone thought this male cultivator was mentally ill. How powerful could someone who came up from the first floor be? It wasn't like they were new to the Blood Prison Arena.

A few people who were previously amazed by Di Jinghua's combat prowess came to see her today after seeing her name.

Tickets for the second floor aren't cheap, so hopefully we can break even this time.

The person who came up was a member of the Asura race, with a fierce aura, like a walking ferocious beast.

The man was tall and imposing, about three meters tall, and even his arms were thicker than Di Jinghua's waist.

"It's Yan Baman, a member of a collateral branch of the royal family. He's like a wild bull."

"This little cultivator is going to be in trouble."

The group of people who had seen Di Jinghua fighting on the first floor huddled together, chattering away, though it was unclear what they were saying.

Yan Ba ​​Man's every step caused the ground to tremble slightly.

His eyes burned with a fiery intensity, as if they could incinerate all enemies.

Yan Baman let out a deafening roar, as loud as thunder.

He stomped his foot, and cracks instantly appeared on the arena.

Like a ferocious beast charging towards Di Jinghua, its enormous fist smashed down with a whooshing sound.

Di Jinghua flashed forward and swung his longsword, sending a sharp sword aura straight towards Yan Baman.

Yan Ba ​​was not afraid at all. He raised his thick arm and directly blocked the sword energy.

With a loud "bang," the sword energy dissipated, leaving only a shallow scratch on Yan Baman's arm.

Yan Baman launched a relentless barrage of attacks, his fists raining down like raindrops, each punch containing immense power.

Just as Di Jinghua was about to approach Yan Baman, he suddenly turned around and circled behind Yan Baman like a whirlwind.

Yan Baman's punch missed its mark, and before he could react, Di Jinghua had already leaped up.

Di Jinghua shone brightly, and runes flickered on the longsword in his hand, with a powerful force gathering on the sword.

Emperor Jinghua roared, "Heaven-Shattering Sword? Annihilation!"

The speed of this sword strike was so fast that Yan Ba ​​Man had no time to dodge it.

The sword, carrying an indestructible force, slashed fiercely at Yan Ba ​​Man's back.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Yan Ba ​​Man's massive body jolted violently before collapsing forward.

His eyes were filled with shock and resentment.

A hint of greed flashed in Di Jinghua's eyes, and in a flash, a sword light appeared.

Seeing that the eldest prince was in the wrong place, those around him immediately responded. A powerful cultivator at the Integration Realm swiftly used his sword intent to repel Di Jinghua's sword energy.

"Young friend, please have mercy!"

Yan Baman's eyes were filled with bloodlust, but he jumped down in frustration and instantly left the arena.

"Di Jinghua is fierce enough that everyone wants to kill her with one sword. Could it be that her sword is a bloodthirsty sword? I heard that this sword loves to drink people's blood."

"Haha, I won! I bet on Di Jinghua to win! Go Di Jinghua! We're here to cheer you on!"

The eldest prince glared at Yan Baman with annoyance: "You knew this person only knew how to kill, so why did you go up there?"

You dared to kill Xie Mingtang before, do you think they wouldn't dare to kill you? They might not even know the royal family's surname.

Or perhaps she's pretending not to know; the sword in her hand is very strange, probably the Bloodthirsty Sword, and she's likely here specifically to feed to the sword.