Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

”Why be so tense, Third Young Master? I dare wager he’ll never reach the seventieth level. Don’t forget the three ahead of him are insurmountable chasms! Especially Moore Evelyn Fairy, Jun Mochou.

Does the Third Young Master truly think that boy can defeat her?”

The elder managing the Hell Tower was always high and mighty in front of others, but he was very humble before the young masters of the Fan Family.

”Hahaha, well said. We should just sit back and enjoy the spectacle.”

Fan Ruolin seemed relieved and laughed heartily.

Ling Xiao was unaware of the happenings in the VIP room; he was calculating the Spirit Stones earned from his long battles.

From level one to fifty, the normal income was Five Hundred Thousand Middle-grade Spirit Stones.

In addition, the special income was much more.

Five Hundred Thousand, Four Hundred Thousand, Three Hundred Thousand, Two Hundred Thousand, One Hundred Thousand, Ten Thousand, all added up to One Million Five Hundred and Ten Thousand.

So far, he had earned a total of Two Million and Ten Thousand Middle-grade Spirit Stones.

It was much easier than selling pills to earn Spirit Stones.

Not to mention that after the fiftieth level, one could choose a special prize for each level.

For the fiftieth level, Ling Xiao chose the Fan Family’s delicacy, the ”500-year-old Ice and Fire Fruit.”

And immediately after obtaining it, he ate it.

The moment he ate it, he felt the energy within him leaping up, almost as if he was on the brink of another breakthrough.

”Its potency is slightly lacking. If I could have another, perhaps I’d break through to the Sixth Layer Peak of Yin-Yang Realm!”

Ling Xiao didn’t need to accumulate energy now.

Because his body constantly accumulated energy without pause.

Even the energy absorbed by the Blood Soul Talisman continuously infused into his body.

He cultivated merely to find the moment to break through; arduous training no longer suited him.

This was why he constantly sought battles.

Only through combat could he stimulate his inner potential and energy and awaken dormant cells.

”Let the battles come even fiercer.”

Ling Xiao had a feeling that within this Hell Tower, there was something particularly beneficial to him.

The energy sensing that perfectly resonated with the Ancient Heavenly Demon was definitely not fake.

The feeling was very real.

The battles up to the sixtieth level were rather effortless.

Using Five Hundred Imperial Heaven Earth Power, Ling Xiao slew through and reached the sixtieth level, encountering Lan Jin.

At this moment, Lan Jin’s cultivation was at the Seventh Level Peak of Yin-Yang Realm.

This left Ling Xiao perplexed.

Back at the Holy Dynasty Immortal Island, he was merely at the First Level of Yin Yang Realm when they were enemies.

Upon close observation, he found that Lan Jin seemed completely inhuman, inside and out.

This was a monster after fusing a Seventh Level Monster Beast with a Martial Artist from the Yin-Yang Realm.

Seeing Ling Xiao standoff with Lan Jin.

Fan Ruolin sipped tea with a smile, ”Judging by the current situation, Ling Xiao’s cultivation is at best the Fourth Layer of Yin-Yang Realm; this guy has brute force, which allows him to challenge above his level.

Definitely a genius.

However, unfortunately, he now faces Lan Jin with a Seventh Level cultivation in Yin-Yang Realm, a machine of slaughter driven by vengeance.”

”The Third Young Master speaks rightly; even if Ling Xiao wins by luck, he’d be heavily depleted. Even after drinking Recovery Medicinal Wine, he won’t recover in a short time. So, he’ll either stop the challenge,

or he’ll definitely fail in the next fight, unable to even reach Kou Ziling’s level.”

The manager of Hell Tower said with a smile.

”Hmm, it seems almost certain. A Martial Artist from Dragon and Phoenix Continent reaching the sixtieth level is already a miracle; we can’t let him be arrogant any further, or else the Martial Artists of White Tiger Continent will lose face.”

Fan Ruolin nodded and spoke with a smile.

Fan Ruohai did not look at his third brother; he just looked out the window at the arena, with Ling Xiao’s performance constantly refreshing his expectations.

He increasingly wanted to recruit this person.

Even if it meant sending his beloved maid Mu Wan Shuang over for him, he wouldn’t hesitate.

But whether Ling Xiao was worthy still needed observation.

At the very least, Ling Xiao had to be stronger than Mu Wan Shuang to be worthy of her; otherwise, why should he?

The battle on the sixtieth level kicked off quickly.

Many prepared snacks to enjoy a spectacular fight.

Because everyone believed Ling Xiao wouldn’t easily defeat Lan Jin like the previous battles.

It was expected to take hundreds of rounds, and without snacks, it would be too boring.

However, when the battle began, everyone who took a bite of their snacks spat it out again.

Darn it!

Is this for real?

Still just one move!

Ling Xiao defeated Lan Jin with even greater ease than any prior Martial Artists.

Because such fused monsters had too obvious flaws, which couldn’t escape his Tai Chi Eye.

Upon identifying the flaw, he instantly moved to the opponent and punched out.

Thus, the battle concluded.

”You were quite persistent in seeking revenge; though I don’t know who turned you into this mess, I reckon death is your only release.”

Ling Xiao sighed.

The grudge from Holy Dynasty Immortal Island wasn’t as severe as presumed.

So slaying Lan Jin wasn’t merely about killing but rather liberating the poor soul.

Living day to day as neither human nor ghost was indeed painful.

The audience fell into a brief silence thanks to Ling Xiao’s one-punch defeat of Lan Jin, quickly erupting like a volcano.

However, there were more voices cursing Ling Xiao than cheering for him.

The previous sentiment remained, with Martial Artists from White Tiger Continent loathing to see those from Dragon and Phoenix Continent triumph in Hell Tower.

”Who would have thought he’d defeat Lan Jin so easily!”

”Indeed, only Kou Ziling and Jun Mochou have made it to the sixtieth level this year.

The other arena masters are defending their posts from the past. Does this mean Ling Xiao is as powerful as Kou Ziling and Jun Mochou?”

”Why ponder so much now? Ling Xiao is about to face Kou Ziling; the duel between them will reveal if Ling Xiao can match him and Jun Mochou.”

”Heh, I doubt Ling Xiao will even face Kou Ziling. Beyond sixty, each opponent is stronger than the last; it’s truly challenging, not that I underestimate him.”

”True, after all, he’s merely a Martial Artist from Dragon and Phoenix Continent. How strong can he be? I just don’t believe it.”

”You may not believe, but I do! I think he’s stronger than Kou Ziling!”

In the audience, debates ensued, and such disputes would likely continue until Ling Xiao’s defeat.

Some bet on Ling Xiao’s victory, others on his downfall; this is the essence of competitive excitement.