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Chapter 138 Demonic Cultivator Arena for Demonic Weapons: A Counter-Tactical Comeback

In the center of the arena, a demonic cultivator radiating a scorching aura stood proudly—it was Lei Yan. He held a giant flaming sword, its blade wreathed in raging demonic flames that flickered and danced, blindingly red, their intense heat distorting the surrounding air as if to incinerate everything.

Seeing Dai Yao appear, a cruel smile curled at the corner of his mouth, a smile filled with disdain and malice, along with an arrogant sense of victory. He shouted, "Oh, isn't this the little white rabbit from the Immortal Sect? Daring to run wild on this demonic cultivator arena? Aren't you afraid of being roasted into rabbit jerky?" The surrounding demonic cultivators roared with laughter, their laughter like the excited howls of a pack of hungry wolves eyeing a fat sheep. Their eyes were greedy and fierce, as if they could devour Dai Yao alive. This terrified Xiao Meng, who trembled with fear. She gripped Dai Yao's clothes tightly, her fingers turning white from the force, and muttered softly, "Sister Yao, there are so many bad people..." Dai Yao patted Xiao Meng's hand, the touch soft and warm, reassuring her, but her face showed no fear. In her heart, however, she thought: Rabbit jerky? Ha, who's the hunter and who's the prey is still uncertain!

The rules of the competition were simple: the winner takes all, the loser is eliminated, and only the final victor can approach the magical artifact. Lei Yan, eager to trample Dai Yao underfoot, immediately unleashed a powerful magical flame. The flame roared out like a whirlwind, then transformed into a fire dragon. The dragon bared its fangs and claws, its scales shimmering with a metallic sheen in the firelight. It roared as it attacked Dai Yao, its roar deafening.

"Little rabbit, prepare to die!" Facing the fierce attack, Dai Yao nimbly dodged, her figure weaving through the gaps in the fire dragon like a butterfly flitting among flowers, the wind howling as the fire dragon passed by filling her ears. She knew that a head-on confrontation was not a wise move, so she adopted a hit-and-run strategy, dodging attacks while searching for Lei Yan's weaknesses.

"Tsk, coward! All you know how to do is hide!" Seeing that he couldn't break through her defenses, Lei Yan became increasingly angry and launched even more fierce attacks. The demonic cultivators around the arena also joined in the jeers, their laughter rising and falling like sharp needles piercing Dai Yao.

Just when everyone thought Dai Yao would finally retaliate, she suddenly stopped dodging.

"You've been tricked." Dai Yao's lips curled into a meaningful smile. Dai Yao suddenly stopped dodging, plopped down on the ground, panting heavily. Her heavy breathing could be heard, her face full of "weakness," her body was trembling slightly, and her hair was a little messy, like a really frightened little rabbit.

The surrounding demonic cultivators laughed even louder when they saw her like this. The laughter echoed in Dai Yao's ears, and Lei Yan became even more smug. He laughed loudly as he walked towards Dai Yao, his footsteps heavy and arrogant, wanting to humiliate her. Just as he approached, Dai Yao suddenly raised her head, her eyes flashing with a cunning light. The scene seemed to freeze in time, and the next second, Dai Yao launched a counterattack.

Dai Yao suddenly raised her head, a glint of light flashing in her eyes. Her hands quickly formed hand seals, her fingers rapidly changing gestures as she chanted incantations. In an instant, the surrounding spiritual energy surged towards her like a raging tide, forming dazzling beams of spiritual light. These beams of light, like serpents, coiled around Lei Yan. As they approached Lei Yan, they could feel the powerful fluctuations of spiritual energy emanating from them, instantly binding him tightly. Lei Yan struggled in terror, but found himself completely unable to move. He could feel the spiritual energy tightening around his body like ropes.

Lei Yan's expression changed drastically. He never expected that this seemingly weak disciple of the immortal sect would have such a hidden skill. "What's going on? My magic power..." Lei Yan was horrified to discover that the flow of his magic power had become sluggish, as if it had been interfered with by something. He could feel that the magic power in his body was like being stuck in a quagmire, unable to circulate.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Dai Yao used her special magic to disrupt Lei Yan's magical power, making his attacks chaotic and disorganized. The once majestic fire dragon now seemed drunk, staggering and darting around aimlessly, and the sound it made as it cut through the air became intermittent.

Dai Yao easily dodged the attacks, even having time to counterattack. She would occasionally harass Lei Yan with minor spells, which emitted a faint light that left him exhausted and disheveled.

The surrounding demonic cultivators were stunned. Their initial mockery gradually faded, replaced by gasps of amazement. "This little girl's got some skills!" "Playing dumb to fool others, what a clever tactic!"

Enraged, Lei Yan's forehead veins bulged as he glared at Dai Yao, forcing out a single sentence through gritted teeth: "You..." "You...you cheated!" Lei Yan roared, his face flushed red, looking like a plucked rooster, his roar echoing across the arena.

Enraged, he completely abandoned all pretense of civility, disregarding the rules of the arena. He slammed his storage bag, summoning his magical pet. "Awooo—" A deafening wolf howl echoed through the sky, and a gigantic black wolf demon appeared out of thin air, creating a black whirlwind that carried a nauseating stench. The wolf demon exuded a suffocating aura of malevolence, its scarlet eyes fixed on Dai Yao, as if it would tear her to shreds at any moment; its gaze was filled with intense killing intent.

Dai Yao remained completely unfazed, even having the leisure to scoff: "Oh, so you can't take it and you call your parents? How old are you? So childish!" While dodging the wolf demon's attacks, she directed Ying Feng, who was hidden in the shadows: "Senior Ying Feng, aim for its left hind leg, that's its weak point!"

Yingfeng lived up to his reputation as a Nascent Soul stage expert, his attack was swift, accurate and ruthless. A sharp sword aura struck the wolf demon's left hind leg. The sword aura cut through the air with a sharp whistling sound. The wolf demon felt the pain and let out a shrill scream. The scream echoed in the air above the arena, sending chills down everyone's spine.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Dai Yao unleashed her magical artifact and engaged Lei Yan in fierce combat. Below the stage, Xiao Meng, though frightened, mustered her courage upon seeing Yao Yao's counterattack. She took out some auxiliary magical items from her storage bag; a slight clinking sound could be heard as she fumbled inside. She then secretly enhanced Dai Yao's defenses, her eyes fixed on the arena, filled with tension and anticipation, constantly chanting, "Go Yao Yao! You're the best!" The mysterious figure calmly observed the battle, a hint of appreciation in their eyes. They thought to themselves, "This girl certainly hasn't disappointed me; such courage and strategy at such a young age." They occasionally sent Dai Yao telepathic messages, offering crucial advice on how to respond.

On the arena, Dai Yao and Lei Yan fought fiercely, exchanging blows. Although the wolf demon was injured, it remained incredibly ferocious, constantly pouncing on Dai Yao, each attack creating a foul stench. Dai Yao nimbly dodged, occasionally using minor spells to harass Lei Yan, keeping him constantly on his toes.

Finally, under the combined attack of Dai Yao and Ying Feng, the wolf demon collapsed to the ground with a loud thud before dissipating into a wisp of black smoke. Lei Yan, distracted by protecting his demonic pet, was also struck by Ying Feng's palm, his body flying backward and crashing heavily onto the arena with a dull thud, spitting out blood.

Dai Yao stood steadily on the arena, dusted herself off, and walked towards the demonic artifact. As she approached, the black mist surrounding the artifact gradually dissipated, revealing a completely black demonic sword. A dark red light faintly flowed across the blade, like dark red blood slowly flowing along its surface, emanating a chilling pressure. A cold aura emanated from it as one drew near.

Suddenly, a slightly childish voice rang out: "You want to have me?" A semi-transparent boy figure emerged from the demonic sword, his arms crossed, looking at Dai Yao arrogantly.

"Heh," the spirit of the artifact chuckled contemptuously, "Want to get me? Not so easy..."

Dai Yao raised an eyebrow, her expression saying, "That's it?" "Little brat, stop pretending. I know you're the spirit of a magical artifact. Want to test me? Bring it on! This old lady has seen it all!"

The spirit of the demonic artifact was enraged by Dai Yao's nonchalant attitude. Its little face puffed up with anger, making it look like a pufferfish: "You...you dare to be so rude! I am an ancient demonic artifact, how dare you, a junior, look down on me!"

"Ancient magical artifact? I think it's more like an ancient antique," Dai Yao retorted mercilessly. "Times have changed, kid. Your outdated intimidation tactics won't work on me." As she spoke, she circled the demonic sword, clicking her tongue in amazement: "Tsk tsk tsk, the design, the materials, the craftsmanship... it looks like it's from hundreds of years ago. Minimalism is all the rage now, you know?"

The spirit of the demonic artifact was furious. In all his long life, this was the first time he had ever seen such a... bizarre human!

Taking a deep breath, the spirit of the demonic artifact struggled to suppress its anger, and sneered, "Hmph, sharp-tongued! If you want my approval, you must pass my test! Otherwise, don't even think about getting close to me!"

"A test?" Dai Yao became interested. "What kind of test? Tell me, it's not some old-fashioned obstacle course game, I don't have time to play childish games with you."

The spirit of the magical artifact waved its small hand, and a black vortex appeared out of thin air. An unsettling aura emanated from the vortex, spreading outwards like tentacles from the darkness, accompanied by a low, buzzing sound. "Hmph, if you're scared, just say so! My trials are not for everyone!"

Looking at the black vortex before her, Dai Yao's lips curled into a confident smile: "Afraid? Not at all. Little brat, lead the way!" With that, she stepped into the black vortex without hesitation, her figure vanishing instantly.

The mysterious figure looked at the spot where Dai Yao had disappeared, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes, but then his resolve hardened: "Yao Yao..." Suddenly, the black vortex rippled violently, and then a voice came from within: "Hey! Come in already! What are you standing there for?!"