Urban Immortal Cultivation Supreme

"Speaking of which, Master Wang Hui, I heard you've been to the arenas here to spar with the cultivators here? Could you take me to see?" In an attempt to lighten the mood, Zhu Bufan turned the conversation towards the subject of the arenas.

Hearing Zhu Bufan's question, Wang Hui's eyes immediately lit up, and he said: "Hehe, younger brother Zhu Bufan, you really shouldn't mention that, the arena battles in Golden Peng City are truly impressive, starting from the Bone Forging Realm arena to the Earth Rank Soul Refining Arena, as long as your cultivation aligns, you can go up and fight. Moreover, after winning a hundred matches, you even have the privilege to challenge an arena of a higher level, it's indeed a great place for cultivation!"

Originally, Zhu Bufan had only brought it up to change the subject, but after Wang Hui's explanation, it piqued Zhu Bufan's curiosity greatly. Battling with cultivators of the same realm is an excellent method for cultivation, especially because it allows one to absorb experiences from fighting different types of cultivators.

"Initially, it was just a casual inquiry, but now my interest has really been ignited," seeing Wang Hui so enthusiastic, Zhu Bufan said with a wry smile.

"You know, little sister Huo Ling has already achieved over sixty consecutive victories in the Bone Forging Realm arena, nearly reaching the hundred victories needed to challenge the Soul Forging Arena, whereas I can't even compare, having fought so long with mixed results, I'm still far from matching the youth..."

"Mr. Wang Hui is too modest, Mr. Wang Hui is really famous in the Soul Refining Realm arena, a Third Rank Alchemist who is amiable and extremely well-regarded, many people are eager to flatter Mr. Wang Hui. Compared to you, what am I?" After giving Wang Hui a quick glance, Huo Ling said indifferently with a cold expression.

"Little sister Huo Ling, you say that, but it really leaves me at a loss," Wang Hui said with a bitter smile while looking embarrassedly at Huo Ling. To have such a reputation of being a gentleman in the life-and-death fighting arena is indeed strange and unexplainable.

"It seems you both have made quite a name for yourselves in these past six months. Now, I really must go see this arena," the conversation between Wang Hui and Huo Ling even more hooked Zhu Bufan's curiosity, he smiled slightly and then told the two.

"Exactly! Let's go see! Even I want to see what kind of arena those scruffy birds have set up!!" Being on the side and hearing that there was excitement to be had, Emperor Yan immediately became enthusiastic, grabbed Zhu Bufan's hand, and looked eagerly at him with shining eyes.

"You wouldn't happen to have that kind of mentality to disguise yourself as a little kid, jump onto the arena, throw those fifth level cultivators off the stage like rotten cabbages, and then stand arms akimbo and laugh loudly like a silly troublemaker, would you?" fixing a stern gaze on Emperor Yan, Zhu Bufan suddenly asked in a dangerously serious tone.

Because Zhu Bufan knew that once Emperor Yan took an interest in something, it was highly likely due to a desire to create mischief. Moreover, knowing Emperor Yan's deep-seated dissatisfaction towards the Demon King, taking him to the arena might just provoke some uncontrollable chaos.

"Wha...where did you get such an idea... Don't slander me... I'd never think like that." His bulging eyes darting around, although Emperor Yan denied vociferously, he couldn't meet Zhu Bufan's eyes directly. Seeing Emperor Yan's extremely guilty expression, both Huo Ling and Wang Hui didn't need to think too much to understand that Zhu Bufan had seen right through Emperor Yan's little scheme.

"Really??" Seeing that both Huo Ling and Wang Hui could tell, Zhu Bufan of course noticed Emperor Yan's guilt, his gaze turning even more dangerous as he pressed on.

"Really! I absolutely didn't think about running onto the arena myself and laugh like a fool!" Emperor Yan's voice suddenly dropped, "At most, maybe just throw a dozen or so Chu Tigers up there."

Hearing Emperor Yan's last remark, Zhu Bufan immediately gasped in shock and internally celebrated his timely discovery of Emperor Yan's 'plot'; otherwise, Zhu Bufan could imagine the arena turning into a chaos worse than the Seven Kingdoms Grand Ceremony!

"Listen, once we get to the arena, you better just stand aside and watch, or else go back inside your 'Emperor Yan's Forces'; don't pull any pranks, or otherwise, I won't deal with you anymore, you got that?" staring intensely at Emperor Yan, Zhu Bufan said in a very serious tone.

"Uh, Emperor I—"

"Do you understand?" Not waiting for Emperor Yan to finish, Zhu Bufan repeated the question again.

"I understand..." Pouting his lips, Emperor Yan finally relented. Although in matters of martial arts and cultivation Emperor Yan leads, in matters of handling situations, it was Zhu Bufan who decided, a mode of interaction that both had implicitly agreed upon.

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Following Huo Ling and Wang Hui's footsteps, Zhu Bufan and Emperor Yan finally reached the arena where the Bone Forging Realm cultivators were situated. Upon seeing the arena, Zhu Bufan felt a mix of surprise and excitement.

It turned out that the so-called arena was a circular stone slab about half a meter thick, covering several hundred square meters. Around and on top of the stone slab, Zhu Bufan could feel the force of prohibitions, designed to prevent the residual waves of Primordial Qi from the fights within the arena from damaging the stone slab or spilling out of the arena.

At this moment, on the arena, two Bone Forging Realm cultivators were fiercely battling each other. Both of their Level Cultivations were similar, approximately around the fourth level of the Bone Forging Realm, neither significantly stronger than the other. Therefore, the scene was filled with murderous aura, and Martial Arts techniques crisscrossing; additionally, both were unarmed, making the fight seem particularly brutal.

Around the arena, several Bone Forging Realm cultivators were watching the competition; each sported different expressions—some sneering, some serious, some scoffing, and some bored—all unique, yet the commonality was that they all were cultivators at the Bone Forging Realm.

The arrival of Huo Ling caused some disturbance among the watching cultivators; many specifically came over to get a glimpse of Huo Ling's beauty.

"Cold Fairy is here!"

"Is that the Cold Fairy? Why has she come again; didn't she just leave not long ago?"

"Who are those two guys standing next to the Cold Fairy? Damn it, I'll destroy them!" One impulsive cultivator, looking at Zhu Bufan and Wang Hui next to Huo Ling, angrily spoke.

"Don't mess around, one of them seems to be Wang Hui from the Soul Forging Arena, a very famous Alchemist! Not sure about the other one, but his Cultivation seems very low."

"Psh! What Cold Fairy, she's just shamelessly clinging to that Alchemist," one female cultivator, likely jealous of Huo Ling's popularity, venomously commented; however, Huo Ling returned a gaze sharp as a blade immediately making her falter, as if her blood froze in an instant.

"Zhu Rong's here, time to watch the show." At that moment, a cultivator suddenly chuckled mischievously. Upon hearing Zhu Rong's name, Huo Ling's eyebrows slightly furrowed. Soon after, a tall, handsome man from the Zhu Rong Clan, dressed in a snug Martial Arts Uniform and carrying a somewhat unrestrained air, parted the crowd and approached not far from Zhu Bufan and the others. From afar, Zhu Bufan sensed that this Zhu Rong's Cultivation was around the eighth level of the Bone Forging Realm, much stronger than both Zhu Bufan and Huo Ling.

"Are you Master Wang Hui of the Soul Forging Arena? I've long admired you! I heard before that Master and Miss Huo Ling were friends, but this is my first time seeing you here together, so there might be some misunderstanding by others, please, Master, do not get upset." Zhu Rong first approached and greeted Wang Hui, his polite tone and demeanor naturally endearing him to others.

"Not at all, just a humble Alchemist here, I hardly deserve any notable mention." Wang Hui was quite modest in response to Zhu Rong's compliment, perhaps indicating that he didn't care much for empty titles, so he simply nodded after Zhu Rong finished speaking.

"This gentleman seems unfamiliar, perhaps another companion of Miss Huo Ling and Mr. Wang Hui?" After signaling Wang Hui, Zhu Rong turned his gaze towards Zhu Bufan. The moment he saw Zhu Bufan, a strange glint flashed in Zhu Rong's eyes, then he remarked.

"Indeed." Regarding Zhu Rong, Zhu Bufan wasn't interested in exchanging pleasantries; anyone with keen eyes could see from his glowing look at Huo Ling upon arrival that he was interested in her. Now speaking with Wang Hui and Zhu Bufan was merely a formality; if not for politeness, Zhu Bufan wouldn't bother responding at all. Deep down, Zhu Bufan was quite uncomfortable with men who harbored intentions towards Huo Ling getting close to her.

"I see, but brother, your Cultivation seems a bit…"

"You mean to say my Cultivation is too weak to stay here?" Hearing Zhu Rong's words, Zhu Bufan rolled his eyes. Zhu Rong merely smiled and shook his head, then continued, "No, I was just saying that there are barriers set around here; cultivators below the Bone Forging Realm cannot enter, and those above cannot step onto the arena. It seems like your Cultivation might be hidden by some artifact, right?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Zhu Bufan didn't reply to Zhu Rong.