Eternal Cultivation Of Alchemy

Pearl walked up to the stage and watched a slightly older-looking man walk up the stage. He wore light blue robes with dull brown patches all across them, seemingly in the shape of hammerheads.

His cultivation base was just a step lower than Pearl’s, which made Pearl wonder why he was put against this man. Or was there perhaps no one else he could fight this round?

Pearl didn’t bring out his spears just yet. He had to make the people around him think he was weaker than he was. From watching his brother’s own duel, he knew that the best way to earn was to act as though you were the weaker in the battle.

The referee asked the two of them to prepare and the fight began.

The man in orange didn’t immediately attack, waiting for Pearl to make the first move. Pearl was more than happy to.

Pearl dashed forward, using nothing but the power of his body alone. He arrived next to the man in an instant and punched the man in the chest.

The man immediately used a technique of his to dampen Pearl’s attack. Even then, the force of his punch wasn’t something the man could so easily nullify.

He was still pushed back, sliding across the white-marbled floor. The man looked surprised at the result, as though he had expected the outcome to be any better.

Pearl took a moment to understand what had happened. ‘That was a Dao, wasn’t it?’ he thought. He couldn’t exactly tell what Dao it was, only that it was one.

Unlike his brother, he could only sense Metal Daos easily. He couldn’t even sense Wood dao, and this was neither of the two. ‘Defensive daos are either Earth-related or Water,’ Pearl thought. As for which it was, he wasn’t going to find out on his own.

He dashed forward once again, aiming to attack the man in the chest once again. The man immediately used a technique to create large balls of water around him that immediately started shooting out tiny concentrated blasts of water that were rather strong on their own.

But to Pearl, who could barely get hurt physically, it was no issue. As he made his way toward the man, he suddenly felt the water blast hit him in the chest, only for it to be stopped by something else.

Pearl immediately stopped and looked down with a horrified face. The medallion that he had to wear for his brother’s tournament had been hit by the water. If it was destroyed, his brother would immediately be disqualified.

He quickly checked the medallion, thankful that it wasn’t destroyed. There was a small mark on it, but it was a smudge he could wipe away with his fingers. Still, he had to be careful henceforth.

Seeing Pearl stop, his opponent thought he had found the perfect opportunity to attack. Water moved around him in large currents, slowly elongating to look like a serpent.

It circled the man twice before moving toward Pearl.

Pearl looked up at the right time and saw the water snake come down at him. His hands suddenly glowed golden, his fingers bending to look like claws, and he swiped at the incoming water snake.

The variation of the White Tiger’s Claw that he used in human form was a little weaker than if he used it in his beast form. But for the current situation, it was more than enough.

The water snake was immediately cut apart into 6 different sections, destroyed before it could even touch Pearl. The water splashed down, now losing all power, and Pearl moved through it and appeared on the other side.

The man quickly used his Dao again to block the attack, but Pearl’s attack was stronger than last time. His punch slammed into the man’s stomach, sending him flying away with just a single attack.

The man slammed into the side of the barrier on the other side, completely losing the battle.

The referee quickly announced Pearl’s victory, resulting in a round of cheers from all around. Pearl wasn’t sure if all of the cheers were for him or not, but he would take it.

He breathed a sigh of relief and walked down the stage, making his way to one of the open seats at the top. Along the way, a few people personally congratulated him on the victory.

Pearl smiled at these men, quite happy to see that more than a few had paid attention to his match.

He sat down on one of the empty seats and sighed briefly in relief. He made sure the treasure he wore wasn’t hurt too badly, but now that he thought about it, a treasure made by the Gods wouldn’t be destroyed so easily.

That didn’t mean he could go get attacked all around though. He pulled out the other medallion, one from this building. He looked into it and was immediately surprised.

“Huh?” he couldn’t help but say in surprise when he realized that with that single fight, he had earned nearly 400 Immortal Spirit stones.

‘So much,’ he thought. Even if he fought a single battle every hour for the next day, he would have earned over 9 thousand Immortal spirit stones.

‘Isn’t that a little busted?’ Pearl thought. There was no way one could be that rich that quickly, right?

He checked when his next match was and frowned when he saw that he had to go register once again. ‘It’s not automatic?’ he wondered.

He made his way out of the place, back to the registration hall where he waited in line to get registered once again.

He waited for a while until it was his turn. “I’m registering for a fight again,” he said, handing back the talisman.

The woman who worked there took it and looked up. “Oh, it’s you!” she said with a bright smile.

“Me? Do you know me, sister?” he asked. The person who registered him last time was a man, so he wasn’t sure why the woman acted like she knew him.

“Your fight was a little abnormal after all. There was a bit more than normal bids during your fight,” she said. “Now that I look at you, I can understand why.”

“Why?” Pearl asked, curious.

The woman chuckled. “The women must have been infatuated, and the men must’ve been envious,” she said.

“Sorry?” Pearl asked with a confused look.

“You know. You are quite handsome,” the woman said. “Has no one told you that before?”

“Oh, they have. All my grandmothers told me I was handsome,” Pearl said.

The woman laughed. “Nice one,” she said and did her work.

Pearl was confused. What was nice about a random tidbit about his grandmothers? “Here,” the woman handed back the medallion.

Pearl took it and looked at it. He was about to leave when he paused. “Wait, this says I’m fighting 30 matches later,” he said. “The last one was just 16.”

“Newly registered individuals get priority,” the woman said. “They get put at the front of the list. Don’t worry, on the first floor, 30 matches will go by in less than 2 hours. You will get to fight soon enough.”

“Okay…” Pearl said. He had to wait 2 hours now? There went his plan of making 9 thousand spirit stones in a single day.