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Even the Heavenly Fate Daoist felt that his mind was blown today, which spoke volumes about what the audience was going through.

One could say they’ve had their third eye opened.

They had never imagined the relationship between cultivators and spiritual treasures could be this complex. Some treated spiritual treasures as their ancestors, while others treated them as their wives.

Depending on the relationship, the combat style varied.

Most cultivators considered their spiritual treasures as friends or siblings, sharing hardships and blessings together.

Yet the two on stage seemed ready to die for their spiritual treasures.

“How dare you hit my grandpa?” “How dare you hit my wife?”

The two spiritual treasures were fighting fiercely while their cultivators were rolling up their sleeves, ready to fight. Divine skills were overlapping and it was a spectacle.

“If you’re afraid of the spiritual treasures getting hit, why even let them fight? Are they here just to stir trouble?” Jiang Li was speechless.

Criticisms aside, the two on stage, although somewhat comical, were genuinely powerful fighters. They were at an ordinary Golden Core Stage level, but with the help of their spiritual treasures, they could demonstrate power far beyond their actual level.

“The Wei Family disciple’s spear attack is like a dragon, icy cold. The Luban Sect disciple, not to be outdone, along with his puppet, strikes a Yin-Yang blow, harshly clashing with the long spear. The Wei Family disciple is overpowered and both he and his spear are sent flying!”

“Luban Sect disciple wins!”

The Wei family disciple holding his long spear wept mournfully, “Spear, I failed you. I’m sorry you had to suffer this.”

His cries were so heartbreaking that it moved the audience to tears.

“Quickly, bring on the next one.” Ji Zhi sent a voice transmission to the officials below.

Thanks to Wei Family disciple and Luban Sect disciple’s lead, the duels at the Golden Core Stage became significantly more exciting than those at the Foundation Establishment Stage.

The audience saw some cultivators, who felt they couldn’t beat their spiritual treasures and simply chose to submit to them. The spiritual treasures commanded cultivators in battle.

Some wealthy cultivators brought out dozens of spiritual treasures once on stage. Their battles were equal to dozens of Golden Core cultivators fighting, and their opponents were quickly defeated.

This was a loophole in the rules. Ji Zhi quickly established new rules to limit the number of spiritual treasures allowed on stage. As for the victory in this round, it would still count, but this cultivator wouldn’t be able to use the same strategy in the next round.

The audience realized that this strategy could be used in actual combat. A surprise attack like this would be extremely effective.

The battles at the Golden Core Stage also highlighted the role of spiritual treasures, prompting many to reconsider their relationship with their spiritual treasures.

“Let’s start the Nascent Soul group contest.”

The Heavenly Fate Daoist read the names, “The first fight will be between Wang Meng from the Wu Emperor Dynasty Mad Blade Sect and a loose cultivator, Bai Map.”

“Many of you might have heard of Wang Meng. He mastered the Mad Dragon

Sword Art and the ‘Surging Bloody Tyranny Technique’, and defeated a Golden Core Peak-stage cultivator during his Golden Core Intermediate stage. He’s reckless, obsessed with his blade, and since his breakthrough to the Nascent Soul Stage, he has not yet fought. Will he amaze us once more?”

“As for Bai Map, I know nothing about him. I wonder what surprises this mysterious loose cultivator might bring us. Let’s wait and see.”

The few individuals in the Transcendence Tribulation Stage changed their appearances, suppressed their realms, and no one in the crowd, other than Jiang Li, could recognize them.

Bai Hongtu had changed his appearance but was still handsome and chic, like a wealthy young nobleman, forming a striking contrast to the robust and crude Wang Meng.

Wang Meng wasn’t happy to hear comparisons between himself and the fair-faced man on the other side.

“Fellow Daoist, I will not hold back. Be careful!”

“As you wish.” Bai Hongtu smiled nonchalantly.

Wang Meng activated the Surging Bloody Tyranny Technique. His blood boiled, his skin turned red-hot, and wisps of white vapor erupted from within his bodv. Holding his broadsword, he seemed invincible.

“Charge_”

“Everyone can see that the white fog around Wang Meng means he has evaporated the water content in his blood. This makes his blood thick like syrup, better transporting spiritual energy. This is unique to the Surging

Bloody Tyranny Technique. Fellow cultivators, please refrain from imitating.” The Heavenly Fate Daoist warned the audience out of friendly concern.

“Wang Meng’s strike is extraordinary. He’s currently at the Nascent Soul Intermediate Stage, but even a Nascent Soul Peak-stage cultivator would have a hard time resisting this strike.”

“According to logic, Wang Meng shouldn’t be able to deliver such a strike, even his sentient broadsword can’t have such an effect on its own. It seems that there’s another secret in the broadsword.”

“Wait, everyone please pay attention to the tiny lines on the broadsword. This is a kind of pact.” The Heavenly Fate Daoist noticed what was unique about the broadsword. The audience, with their lower cultivation levels, didn’t notice this small detail, and so he continued to explain.

“This should be a blood pact. The signatories of the blood pact share life and death. Despite the risks involved, it can boost power. Beast Tamers often use this method, but it’s surprising to see con testant Wang Meng apply it to his spiritual treasure.”

“I wonder how contestant Bai Map, who is also at the Nascent Soul

Intermediate Stage, will counter this.”

“Bai Map makes his move! He starts with the Yin-Yang stepping form, holding the Bagua pose. His clothes flutter, his center of gravity is as fluid as mercury, his move contains and redirects force, like a huge elixir!”

“As the broadsword approaches, Bai Map dodges fluidly with graceful steps, reaches out his palm towards the sky, and pushes against Wang Meng’s chin.”

“This is the Dao Sect’s ‘Adept’s Gossamer Lift’ technique! It’s the Dao Sect’s secret move for using the weak to defeat the strong! No, wait, this is an improved version! It’s even more ingenious than the original!”

“It’s hard to believe that a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator could use this technique.” The Heavenly Fate Daoist was excited, “But the fact remains before our eyes! We must believe it! Bai Map is a genius! A complete genius!”

Wang Meng spat out a mouthful of thick essence blood onto the blade, becoming visibly weaker; correspondingly, his broadsword grew stronger.

The broadsword’s blade shimmered with brutal light, looking even more ferocious.

He swung his blade again, aiming at Bai Map.

“This is the blood sacrifice technique, which is generally considered evil, but as Wang Meng is using his own blood to increase the intent of the blade, it is considered righteous.”

“Everyone, please understand demon cultivation correctly. Demon cultivation is a concept, not a specific cultivation spell. Let’s not denounce all blood sacrifice techniques. They can be useful when used with good intentions, just like the way contestant Wang Meng is doing.”

“This strike by contestant Wang Meng is beyond the capabilities of Nascent Soul Stage cultivators. There is no one at the Nascent Soul Stage who could possibly block it!” The Heavenly Fate Daoist asserted.

Bai Hongtu smiled and pointed at a spot on the blade, causing Wang Meng to lose control and swing his blade elsewhere. Wang Meng fought back fiercely, causing even Divinity Transformation Stage cultivators to break into sweat, uncertain if they could handle such an attack.

Bai Hongtu remained calm and effortlessly defeated Wang Meng using marvellous techniques.

He consistently used the power of a Nascent Soul Intermediate Stage cultivator, not more, not less, exhibiting masterful control of his power.

“Although contestant Wang Meng is mighty, he lacks agility and skill. This is a drawback of evaporating the water in his blood. Hopefully, Wang Meng can take this into account in the future. Keep going!” As always, The Heavenly Fate Daoist provided constructive feedback. Many defeated cultivators heeded his advice and started changing their ways.

“Bai Map’s performance was virtually flawless, even I can’t find any faults. However, his demeanor is frivolous, which indicates he is not a grounded cultivator. I hope he can rectify this flaw.” The Heavenly Fate Daoist commented from a superior standpoint.

The Heavenly Mechanism Tower cultivates a technique called ‘Mastering Heavenly Mechanism.’ When perfected, it can predict fortune and disaster.

For some reason, the Heavenly Fate Daoist’s technique started sending warnings.

The Heavenly Fate Daoist could not find the cause. He suspected something was wrong with his cultivation, so he examined his body and circulated his spiritual energy, but still couldn’t find the problem.

“How strange.”

“Heh, so I’m frivolous, am I?” contestant Bai Map snorted coldly as he jumped off the stage..