Villain Cultivator

Chapter 292: Imperial Martial Tournament – Part 11

Miaomiao flew back to the box seat and sat down, exhaling a long sigh, "Boring."

"That's a bit overkill. Did you use your killing intent domain thingy?"

Ma Moxi referred to the Killing Domain, which Miaomiao had just used. As he had experienced it firsthand, he was aware of the subtle spiritual attack within the dome.

When Ma Moxi fought Miaomiao, he also saw himself being killed. It was brief, but he managed to resist the spiritual attack and kept fighting.

As for Hua Bohai, his mind was too weak. He couldn't even handle the illusion distraction.

"I was planning to use the Killing Domain to ward off that guy, but I forgot that I couldn't use my hands or weapon to use the flow. So…"

"You pretended to be arrogant and dignified, but you panicked and resorted to a cheap shot?"

"Yeah."

Ma Moxi and Miaomiao laughed. The blunder was embarrassing and stupid, but it was hilarious to them.

Meanwhile, Lu Fengxian noticed the subtle aura of Miaomiao's dao, which hadn't been solidified yet. His face grimaced.

Killing Domain was the byproduct of the slaughter dao, which could only be obtained by murdering at least countless cultivators and facing numerous life-and-death situations. Having this type of fake domain revealed that Miaomiao had slaughtered at least a million people.

'He's so humble, strong, and smart. Yet, why is he walking the path of that sinister dao? Is it a coincidence?'

Curious, Lu Fengxian approached Miaomiao again. He stood in front of Miaomiao.

"Tell me honestly, kid. How many people have you killed?"

"… Pardon?" Miaomiao stopped laughing and leaned forward, not understanding what this protagonist was trying to do by asking him that question.

"How many people have you killed?"

Miaomiao closed his eyes and took his time to think, "A couple of dozens. No, about 30, I guess."

Miaomiao only counted the number of cultivators that he had actually killed in the real world. This number didn't include the clones that he had slaughtered in the space.

After revealing his kill count, Miaomiao realized why Lu Fengxian asked him the question. He had just used the Killing Domain in front of this ex-god, so he might have suspected how he had obtained it.

"But I had been training to an unknown time chamber space and lived there for decades. I've killed a lot of creatures in there, so I kinda get used to killing."

…

Ju Shoufen glanced at Miaomiao with the corner of her eyes. She was aware that he was trying not to reveal everything, but she wondered why Miaomiao was so cooperative with Ding Bu. The latter was a lot weaker and younger than Miaomiao and everybody here, so they had no reason to answer the random question or give him respect.

Still, Ju Shoufen kept her mouth shut. Since she had also seen how Ma Ping suddenly became meek in front of the young man, she suspected that Ding Bu might be a great senior in disguise.

'He asked me to be his disciple. I thought he was joking, but it seemed that he was serious. Who the hell is he?'

…

Lu Fengxian was interested in the time chamber space. He probed further, "Where did you find that space or plane?"

Miaomiao grinned, "Whenever I fall asleep, my soul is always transported into the space."

It was a load of crap. Miaomiao used the same excuse that he used to give Ju Shoufen and Jia Wenhe in his early days.

Ju Shoufen giggled while the others looked at her, wondering what she was laughing at.

"Dream plane? Oh, you have a pocket-dimension dantian, I see. That explains it," Lu Fengxian smirked and walked away.

"Huh?"

Miaomiao didn't expect that reaction. He thought that Lu Fengxian would have kept interrogating him for more detail.

It seemed that this protagonist knew something about his ITS.

'Come to think of it, Xu Chu seems to know something as well. Is this space common in the god realm?'

Ding

[Your sponsor said, "It's uncommon, but it's not that rare either. Any dao god can establish a pocket-dimension dantian if they have enough resources and know the tricks. Any mortal or immortal that has mastered the space-and-time dao can also have it. Well, in your case, I made it for you for free!"]

["Therefore, worship me, you heathen!"]

The revelation was uncanny and suspicious. Had everyone been able to acquire ITS, wouldn't all gods be absurdly powerful by now? Secondly, the time distortion chamber or plane should have been the ultimate secret that nobody wanted to share. Therefore, it shouldn't have been widely popular.

Miaomiao turned around and asked Lu Fengxian for confirmation, "Senior, is pocket dimension dantian common in the higher realm?"

Lu Fengxian froze for a moment as he had never expected Miaomiao to know about higher realms. Yet, he grinned, admiring Miaomiao's intelligent, "No, it's actually pretty rare. Among every million immortal, only one or two has it. Unless they comprehend the space-and-time law or born with it, they can't have it. You're lucky to have that from birth."

"Oh, I see," As expected, the system sponsor lied.

Secondly, Lu Fengxian misunderstood Miaomiao as someone who was born with the pocket dimension dantian. As for the latter, he didn't bother clarifying the misunderstanding since it helped him.

"That reminds me – Where did you learn to cultivate Life Essence? I thought this form of energy was lost through time."

Now, Miaomiao's facial expression became stiff. He glanced at Ju Shoufen by reflex, but he came up with an excuse.

"I have a confession. I'm a dual-cultivator. I did it with her and other girls back home, then I combined yin and yang essence as one, and I got this essence."

"A dual-cultivator?"

Lu Fengxian widened his eyes and turned to Ju Shoufen. His face distorted for a moment, imagining the young man and this petit old woman in disguise having sex.

"Do you have a thing for older women, especially elders?"

Miaomiao choked, "Eh, what!?"

"This woman, Ju Shoufen, right? Aren't you over 200 years old?"

"…"

Lu Fengxian had already figured out Ju Shoufen's real age. At first, he didn't notice it. After they had chatted, Lu Fengxian could sense the solid bone age and her developed physique, which could only be found in elderly people.

Ma Moxi inserted, "No, senior. My perverted boss can fornicate with anything as long as they have a pussy, sexy butt, and breasts. Right?"

Ku'er and Ju Shoufen laughed while Miaomiao's face turned dark.

"… I see. Well, everybody has one or two hobbies. I don't mind."

Although Lu Fengxian said that, his expression didn't hide his thought. He was disappointed in Miaomiao's personality as he should have spent more time cultivating, not divulging in carnal desire.

Still, Lu Fengxian planned to correct Miaomiao's character. The boy needed help.

…

Ma Moxi was called to the arena later on.

His opponent was Jian Yi, another prominent young master of the Jian Clan. Yet, the betting odds were 10 to 1 in favor of Ma Moxi as nobody believed in Jian Yi's ability to defeat a stronger opponent.

Miaomiao tried to place his bet on Ma Moxi, but the bookmakers declined as they couldn't accept essence cores as currency. The house limited the currency to refined stones as they were not wealthy enough to handle such a large sum even though they would make a profit from the transaction fees.

In the end, Miaomiao bet 1,000 refined stones to make some pocket money.

As everyone had expected, Ma Moxi owned Jian Yi in five seconds, allowing Miaomiao to earn some refined stones for random shopping.

The matches after that were mundane and boring. Everyone moved at a snail pace in the eyes of Miaomiao's party members and Luo Cheng's group.

But then, something interesting happened.

The little girl, Wang Diaochan, used some sort of hex or charm curse at her opponent while she attacked with a dark whip. After charming him, her opponent bent his buttock and allowed himself to be humiliated.

The fight turned into a live S&M show with the unknown young master getting whipped.

Seeing the renowned beauty torturing her foe, Ma Moxi whispered Miaomiao, "Do you still want to smash her, boss? Apparently, this loli Diaochan is an S."

"I'm not into a legit loli. I'll pass."

"Then, do you think our "Lu Bu" will bang her and kill Dong Zhongying as in the history?"

"Nah. Since [Ma Chao] and [Cao Cao] can be friends, anything is possible in this world. I bet that girl is just an eye candy since her fighting style is still clumsy."

"Right."

In Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Ma Chao and Cao Cao were sworn enemies. However, the trend was different in this world.

Ma Moxi role-played as Ma Chao, while Miaomiao was misunderstood to be Cao Cao's counterpart. They had a weird master-subordinate relationship, but they maintained the current status quo, unperturbed by the fact that their counterparts tried to kill each other.

Meanwhile, Lu Fengxian, aka Lu Bu in question, was paying attention to Diaochan.

"That fighting style resembles a succubus, but it's different," Lu Fengxian frowned while he glanced at the four succubi behind Luo Cheng. The girls were as usual, trembling in fear of being humiliated by the group of nascent soul cultivator's friends.

Luo Cheng glared at Lu Fengxian, warning him, "Don't even think about it, brat. I won't let you touch these girls."

Lu Fengxian shrugged and snorted, "As if they're worthy to be my dao companion. Also, I'm not into sluts."

"…"

Luo Song, who had been hiding behind Luo Cheng's back until now, was offended when she was called a slut.

Unlike the other three girls who had experience in sex, Luo Song was still a virgin maiden who had been protecting her purity. Being called a slut was a humiliating insult.

"Take that back or I'll kill you!"

Lu Fengxian laughed, "Oh, how cute. Okay, it seems that my mouth gets ahead of me. I'll change your title from [Slut] to [Whore]. How's that sound?"

"You!!"

Luo Song glared at Lu Fengxian and circulated her yin essence and water element Qi. The box seat glasses and the wall were suddenly covered in glacial while the floor was wet.

Fortunately, Luo Cheng was there. He pulled back the little girl and glared at Lu Fengxian, "If you guys want to fight, do it outside."

Lu Fengxian sneered, "How about you let her join the tournament, so I and your kid can have a bout properly?"

"Suit yourself. Don't blame me if you get killed for being cocky!"

"Fine by me!"

Luo Cheng transmitted his voice to Dong Zhongying and Li Wenyou's mind, telling them to register his daughter in this tournament.

Miaomiao and his gang looked back and frowned at Lu Fengxian and Luo Song, wondering what they were doing by messing the room.

Yet, upon seeing that they were ready to start a fight on their own, the group glanced at each other and shrugged. They turned around to watch the tournament as if this conflict was none of their business. Even Ju Shoufen rolled her eyes and ignored them.

Miaomiao wasn't in a hurry to interfere with Lu Fengxian's destiny now. On the contrary, he planned to ride on his tailcoat, using him as a bus to carry his family to a greater height.

'Do what you gotta do, Ding Bu, Lu Bu, or whatever your name is. I'll invest in you while I'm searching for Liu Bian. Once you're successful, be sure to reward me!'

…

By late afternoon, it was Lu Fengxian's turn to fight someone. He went out and warmed up in the ring in advance.

However, Li Wenyou came out and made an urgent announcement, interrupting the match.

"Due to unforeseen circumstances, Lu Fengxian's opponent has forfeited."

The crowd booed as everybody here wanted to see Ding Bu getting pummeled by other young masters. Most of them hated him, thinking that he was using the connection with Jia Shan and others to intimidate his opponent into submission.

Li Wenyou read their thought. He smiled and introduced the new contestant.

"Since young master Hu has given up abruptly, it will look bad on our part. Therefore, let me introduce you to a new fighter!"

Li Wenyou pointed at the VIP box room, where Miaomiao and others were using.

After being signaled, Luo Song exited the room and leaped to the arena. She stood before Lu Fengxian, glaring at him with resentment.

"This girl is Luo Song, the legacy disciple of Xu Lanying! Despite being only 15, she's already a 5th-stage cultivator! Unfortunately, she picked the wrong side and joined forces with demons. This is really the loss of humanity."

Li Wenyou mocked Luo Song while he was introducing her to the crowd, but Luo Song ignored him. The virgin 5th-stage succubus brought out a giant sky-grade hammer, getting to her battle stance.

Li Wenyou hadn't finished arousing the crowd. As he also received the bribe from Ding Tong and other victims in the previous qualifier round, Li Wenyou rigged the match.

He declared a new rule.

"Also, this match will be special! Since this match's contestant is one of the demon prisoners, we don't have to follow the rule of no-killing. Therefore, MURDERING YOUR OPPONENT DURING THE MATCH IS ALLOWED!!"

Ding Tong's friends and many Ding Bu's haters jumped in joy. They cheered and laughed at Lu Fengxian, who was merely a 3rd-stage cultivator.

No one believed that he would have a chance against a 5th-stage demoness!

The crowd was in an uproar, and the betting bookmakers were busy. Everyone put their money on Luo Song, thinking that they would earn easy bucks from this matchup. Even Ding Yuan placed a bet on Luo Song, expecting his youngest son to die or be crippled in this fight.

…

Meanwhile, Miaomiao and Ma Moxi invited a betting house representative to discuss this match.

"You've been declining my wager every time. Will you accept my bet if I place my money on Ding Bu?"

The skinny middle-aged man trembled as an essence core was too much for him. He got cold feet as he wouldn't be able to pay Miaomiao if the latter were to win.

Still, the current matchup was in favor of Luo Song. The current odds were 200 to 1.

"The betting limit is 1,000 refined stones per person per match, sir. Are you alright with that?"

Miaomiao rolled his eyes, "Again? Fine. Place 1,000 refined stones on Ding Bu."

"I'm placing my bet on Ding Bu, too! 1,000 for me!" Ma Moxi also wanted to catch the train.

Ju Shoufen glanced at the two freaks and joined in, "1,000 on Ding Bu."

The bookmaker sweated, "The rate will change a bit after you've placed your bet. Is that okay?"

"We don't care. Just bet on him."

"Alright," The representative took the refined stones and rushed to the book their bet.

A minute later, the publicized odds changed from 200:1 to 100:1. The prize was decreased by half.

Luo Cheng and other succubi glared at Miaomiao's party since they underestimated Luo Song. Still, they were looking forward to seeing these people losing money.

"You guys are making a big mistake. You're wasting money, Mao Miaomiao," Luo Cheng scoffed.

"I wonder about that."

"We'll see."