Chapter 235: Sky-high Prize, the First Battle!
A month passed quietly.

A few days before the fight with the barbarians, Chen An rushed to the front line to meet Yun Yichen and others.

It is worth noting that, at some point, Pei Zitian’s cultivation level had broken through and reached the second level of Refining Void. This speed of cultivation is truly astonishing.

No wonder the two of them plus Situ Yanran were responsible for fighting against the barbarians in the early stage of refining emptiness.

Looking at the people in front of him, Yun Yichen analyzed: "Since the cultivators of the Shadow Barbarian Clan have never appeared on the battlefield, we have less information. Among the five fights, the two that we are most likely to win are those in the middle stage of the Void Refining Realm."

Having said that, he turned to look at Chen An and the other two and continued, "As for the other three games, as long as you win one of them, we will have a great chance of winning."

"Clang!"

Pei Wuji waved the two war hammers in his hands, and said with a fierce fighting spirit: "Leave the fifth level of Lianxu to me. I guarantee that I will beat the Shit Barbarians so badly that they won't even recognize their mothers."

Listening to the sound of the metal clashing, Yun Yichen frowned and said, "This is something we are discussing, put away your hammer quickly!"

Although Pei Wuji behaves carelessly, his physical strength is good. He has always been the backbone of the confrontation with the barbarians. Yun Yichen feels that there will be no big problem in handing this battle to him.

“The barbarians are not easy to deal with, and there are few cultivators of the same level who can fight against them, but I feel more at ease leaving it to Mu Baichen.”

Yun Yichen turned to the white-haired sword demon and said, the battle at the fourth level of the Refined Void Realm will naturally be left to this person.

Hearing this, Chen An smiled slightly. Only after coming here today did he know that the White-haired Sword Demon's real name was Mu Baichen.

As for Mu Baichen himself, he just said "hmm" coldly and didn't say much.

Glancing at the three people in the early stage of refining emptiness, Yun Yichen frowned slightly. He was really unsure about these three games.

"Old Man Yun, don't worry. I can't guarantee that I can reach the first and third levels of Refining Void, but I should have no problem winning the battle against the second level." Seeing that Yun Yichen was not very reassured, Pei Wuji raised his big hand and patted the other's shoulder, comforting him.

"Oh? So confident? Just tell me what you have given this kid?"

"Hey, you can't tell me now. Just wait and see."

Pei Zitian beside him also echoed, "Senior Yun, don't worry. Based on my understanding of Man Qian during this period of time, I can say that I have a certain chance of defeating him, although I can't say it's nine out of ten."

"is it?"

He also saw Pei Zitian's performance on the battlefield. Although he was strong, he was still a step behind Man Qian who used the golden body.

It can be seen that the father and son are so confident. Yun Yichen silently chooses to believe that although this battle is just to delay time, it also concerns the face of the human race, so if they can win, they will win.

The Pei father and son kept Chen An in suspense. Chen An was also curious. Pei Zitian's sword skills were not as good as his clone's before, so how could he make such great progress in just a few years?

Seeing that these three people were so confident, Chen An felt a little relieved. If he could win three games, he would definitely win the fight, and he probably wouldn't have to put in too much effort.

However, on second thought, he was in the third game and he couldn't slack off too much before he really saw the dawn of victory.

It’s a pity that I can’t just come in last and win easily.

The tribe of the Barbarian King.

In the main hall, King Liman sat on the throne, and six barbarian monks stood in a neat row below the steps.

In addition to the team leader Man Lie, the participating men Man Qian, Man Zhan and the third elder Man Bao, the other two are all members of the Shadow Barbarian King tribe.

"I am relieved that the three of you have all cultivated golden bodies. But Yingsha and Yingmie, you two must hide your strength well and don't let the human race discover any clues." King Liman warned them repeatedly.

"Your Excellency King Liman, my Shadow Barbarian tribe is the best at this. As long as the other party does not have a cultivator in the late stage of Refining Void, they will definitely not discover our true cultivation level."

The shadow killer dressed in black said with a solemn oath.

He and Yingmie exchanged a glance, and the next moment, all the aura in his body was restrained inside his body, and his cultivation level dropped from the fourth and second levels of Refining Void to the third and first levels of Refining Void.

The two were secretly sent by the Shadow Barbarians. They practiced in the tribe all year round and seldom went out. Even the human race did not know their true level of cultivation, so they were very suitable for concealing their true abilities.

"That's right. If I hadn't known your true abilities beforehand, I would have almost been deceived."

He carefully felt the breath of the two people. If he didn't pay too much attention, even he wouldn't be able to easily discover the clues.

"Manlie, I am ill, so I leave this trip to you. You must delay the trip until after the blood sacrifice!"

"Leave this matter to me." Manlie responded.

"Okay, go down and get ready."

King Liman looked a little tired. He waved his hand and sent them away.

After a while, a figure flashed in the hall, and a young man with a grin appeared in front of the throne. This man was thin, very different from the sturdy and strong barbarians. Instead, he looked a bit like a shadow barbarian.

He glanced at the back of the hall, then half-lying on a chair lazily, and said, "A beautiful woman hidden in a golden house, tsk tsk, aren't you afraid that my mother will be furious after she finds out? After all, she has transferred so many people from the Shadow Barbarians to help you, but she is under a lot of pressure."

Hearing this, the corner of King Liman's eye twitched slightly, and he said sternly: "You promised to keep a secret for your father, you can't break your promise!"

"Just a reminder to you. I'm not interested in your nonsense."

"Good son!"

King Liman breathed a sigh of relief and immediately asked, "How is the task I asked you to do going?"

Man Ying stretched himself lazily and said sleepily, "I went to the Meiling tribe and took control of their Lianxu cultivator. As for the other cultivators, there is no need to worry. They have all been tied up and are on the way."

"Still on the way? You just came back by yourself, there won't be any mistakes, right?"

The strongest cultivator of the Meiling Clan is only at the fourth or fifth level of the Refined Void Realm, so he is naturally no match for the troops led by Manying. However, this matter is of great importance, and King Liman is still a little worried.

Hearing this, Man Ying paused for a moment and said, "Is it okay? If I go out in person, how could there be any mistakes? I came back early just to let you know. I will go back to escort you in person later."

"Haha, well done. You're like me back then." King Liman clapped his hands and laughed. He was quite satisfied with Manying's efficiency.

"What are you going to do with the woman inside?"

"Then let's make a blood sacrifice. After all, after this battle, your mother will almost be back from the Shadow Barbarians."

Thinking of this, King Liman felt a pain in his heart, but he had to do so in order to bury King Liman's tribe and his secrets forever.

Man Ying thought about it and still did not tell his father about the escape of a member of the Charm Spirit Clan.

He planned to look for it himself first. If there was really no other way, it would not be too late to tell his father.

The other person alone can't cause any waves. Besides, if he really tells my father, that person will really die!

Within a few days, the date for the battle between the two tribes arrived.

Early in the morning, Manlie led Manhuang and Manzhan and a few others, crossed the west side of the Rift Valley, and came to Manzang Mountain.

From the Rift Valley to Feiyun City, the human race has two major lines of defense. One is the war defense on the west side of the Rift Valley, which is also the place where the two races fight all year round.

The second one is the Barbarian Burial Mountain. As the name suggests, over the years, the barbarians have repeatedly attacked this mountain, but the human race relied on the terrain of the mountains and rivers to integrate the battle formation with it.

This has always been what humans are good at, and it is also what the barbarians hate the most.

The battle array was even more powerful, so it was naturally difficult to break through. In the past, countless barbarian monks had suffered a great loss here. "Brother Manqian, are you confident in this battle?" Manhuang patted Manqian on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"The human race is good at coordinated combat. When it comes to fighting alone, there are very few people who can fight against us, the barbarians." Man Qian showed a bit of disdain in his words.

In his opinion, the human race was only relying on their numerical advantage to commit atrocities. If the numbers of both sides were equal, the 'Barbarian Burial Mountain' before them would probably have to be changed into a 'Human Burial Mountain'.

"Haha, good point."

As a few people were chatting, they saw six streams of light streaking across the sky in the distance and then landing at the foot of the mountain, not far in front of them.

"coming?"

"coming."

"Then let's get started."

"Wait, fighting like this is too dry. Why not add some spice to make it more interesting." Yun Yichen looked at the short figure in front of him and said with a smile.

Man Lie crossed his arms and frowned slightly: "You old man are not only difficult to deal with, but also have many tricks. Let me see what your prize is. But I have to make a point first, if the treasure is not to my liking, it will not work."

"Don't worry, I'm not a stingy person."

As he spoke, Yun Yichen took out two pills, one black and one white: “These two pills should be to your liking.”

"Xuan Yin Dan and Hao Yang Dan?"

Seeing that these were the two kinds of elixirs, Man Lie frowned even more tightly. It was not that the two kinds of elixirs were of low value. On the contrary, if any one of them was given to the human race, it would cause cultivators in the early and middle stages of the Refining Void Realm to fight over it until they were bloodied.

The Xuanyin Pill can nourish the ghost. For a cultivator in the early stage of Lianxu, taking one pill can save more than ten years of hard training!

The Haoyang Pill can provide tremendous assistance in breaking through the middle stage of the Refining Void stage, that is, when the soul turns to yang, and achieve twice the result with half the effort.

But the problem is that the barbarians are born without souls and only cultivate their bodies. Even if they possess this thing, it will not help their cultivation at all.

"It seems that you are determined to win these five duels?"

Man Lie smiled and said immediately: "Then I won't be polite."

After saying that, he took out a pill that was glowing with golden light and a small bottle of jade liquid.

Chen An smelled a whiff of fragrance and was immediately excited. He was thinking about how to get this thing, but he heard Pei Wuji beside him salivating and said, "Nine-transformation Xuanyuan Pill and Refining Jade Liquid!"

The Nine-Transformation Mysterious Origin Pill is made from ninety-nine kinds of natural treasures, and it takes ninety-nine and eighty-one days to be refined in a pill furnace using the Taiyi True Fire.

Its color is like the dawn, with a warm luster and contains endless true energy. After taking it, it can not only temper the body, making the bones and muscles as tough as iron, and the flesh and blood as solid as gold, but its greatest function is to assist the cultivator in condensing the virtual image of the Dharma.

This is also the biggest reliance of the sixth-level physical cultivator. Once the Dharma image is formed, the strength will be even greater than that of the barbarians' golden body.

If you can break through the seventh level and condense the true Dharma image, as long as you don't meet the legendary Mahayana cultivator, you can go anywhere in the world of immortal cultivation!

As for the body-refining jade liquid, it is a jade liquid condensed from the essence of heaven and earth, and each drop contains the power of the stars and the spiritual charm of the five elements.

Physical cultivators only need to drink a small amount to feel their bodies being baptized by the stars. Their bones become light and strong, and there seems to be star tracks flowing in their flesh and blood, accelerating the tempering and sublimation of their bodies.

This thing is also precious and hard to come by. Although the amount in the jade bottle is small, there are still two drops!

"This barbarian tribe is quite interesting. The prizes they offer are things that we have no use for." Pei Zitian's voice sounded.

Not only him, but other people were also not interested. Although these two treasures were precious, for them, cultivators who did not cultivate their physical bodies, they were far less attractive than the Xuanyin Pill and the Haoyang Pill.

Only Chen An had a burning gaze. He practiced both magic and body, and all four treasures were of great use to him. In this battle, no matter what, he had to take at least one or two of them.

"Nonsense! No matter what, you have to fight with all your might tomorrow and let me win!" Pei Wuji was furious when he heard Pei Zitian say that and scolded him.

On the human side, apart from Chen An, only Pei Wuji is cultivating his physical body.

"The treasure is good, but if you lose, you won't go back on your word, right?" Yun Yichen asked tentatively.

"Not really. It would be fine at other times, but if I break my promise in front of so many of my tribesmen, how can I lead the barbarian army?!" Manlie said disdainfully.

"That's good, it's a deal."

After the two of them had a conversation, they reiterated the rules of the fight. The rules were simple. They only required a certain number of people or someone died, otherwise the fight would not stop.

If you die midway, you can only blame it on your inferior skills.

Soon, as Situ Yanran and a member of the Shadow Clan on the opposite side jumped forward, it indicated that the first fight had begun.

Yingmie took a few glances at Situ Yanran's hot body and beautiful face, with a wretched expression: "Even if you are a female cultivator, I will not show mercy. I have done many cruel things to destroy flowers, and every time it makes my body extremely excited."

Situ Yanran felt a chill in her heart and said coldly, "There are also many perverts who died at my hands. Each of them had five limbs cut off. I wonder how many of my swords you can withstand!"

"This woman is really awesome. I kind of like you!" Yingmie licked his tongue, his eyes flickering, and there seemed to be a raging fire burning deep in them.

Situ Yanran's eyes flashed with coldness, and without saying a word, the sword intent in her body burst out.

A bone-chilling chill spread out, sweeping across the entire world, heading straight for the other person's brow.

Unexpectedly, Yingmie had a smile on his face and did not dodge, allowing the sword intent to penetrate his body.

With a "hiss" sound, the body turned into bubbles and disappeared without a trace.

Situ Yanran had also come into contact with the Shadow Barbarians on the battlefield. The Shadow Barbarian cultivators were extremely difficult to deal with and would not die so easily.

However, she looked around and did not find any trace of the other party. When she was confused, she heard Yun Yichen's reminder: "Be careful behind you!"

Hearing this, Situ Yanran's heart trembled and she quickly dodged.

Looking back, she saw a dark shadow walking close to the ground, tightly entwining the place where she had just stood.

If Yun Yichen hadn't reminded her quietly just now, allowing her to dodge in time, she would probably be in danger now!
Thinking of this, Situ Yanran broke out in a cold sweat.

After watching the battle for a while, Chen An frowned. No matter how he looked at it, it was clear that the opponent was not an ordinary Shadow Barbarian.

The shadow barbarian cultivator named Yingmie's incarnation is a shadow that cannot be easily detected by divine sense. He is able to capture traces of it only by relying on his divine sense that has far surpassed that of cultivators of the same level. It would be difficult for an ordinary cultivator in the early stage of refining emptiness to detect it.

As expected, after fighting with the opponent for less than a quarter of an hour, Situ Yanran gradually became exhausted and was repeatedly hit by the shadow.

The clothes on his body were torn and blood was oozing from his snow-white skin.

"Yanran, admit defeat." Seeing her increasingly embarrassed figure, Yun Yichen sighed and advised.

Situ Yanran looked unwilling, but she had exhausted all her means and had reached the limit of her strength, so she could only humiliate herself and say, "I admit it."

Unexpectedly, the shadow of Shadow Mie's incarnation was relentless. When Situ Yanran was about to admit defeat, he suddenly strangled her neck and entangled her limbs to stop her from admitting defeat.

"Hey, I won't let you admit defeat until I've sucked your body dry!"

A creepy voice rang in her ears, and Situ Yanran was scared to death. However, not only were her limbs and neck restrained, but even the sword intent and magic power in her body were stuck in the mud. The more she struggled, the less strength she had.

(End of this chapter)