Chapter 286: Imperial Martial Tournament – Part 5 (1/2)

Sexy Pills were Miaomiao's weird creations. Each pill could temporarily transform the consumer's gender into the opposite sex for several minutes.

However, these pills had severe side-effect for necromancers like Liu Bian.

Normally, cultivators developed pill resistance over time, and the pill effect always degraded as they consumed more pills of the same type. However, in Liu Bian's case, it was the opposite.

Liu Bian had been cultivating the energy that his system had given him - The twilight yin yang essence, which was the foundation of his necromancy abilities. It allowed him to manipulate dead bodies, bestow lives to corpses, and convert natural yin yang essence into twilight yin yang essence.

Meanwhile, Miaomiao's Life Essence was the bane of Liu Bian's Twilight Essence. It weakened his essence, natural immunity system, and physical strength.

Every sexy pill contained Miaomiao's Life Essence. Thus, every time Liu Bian ate it, his pill immunity was weakened permanently, and he could sense it.

Last week, Liu Bian ate the first pill, and its effect lasted only five minutes. There was nothing wrong with that.

However, after he had consumed the second pill, the effect lasted longer. The second pill lasted 50 minutes, while the third pill's effect went on for 500 minutes.

Liu Bian had eaten four pills so far to maintain his female appearance during the registration process and the physical examination, hiding from the sharp sense of many 5th-stage and 6th-stage cultivators and royal guards in the palace. Currently, the fourth pill's effect was gone, and he might need to eat the fifth pill tomorrow.

Liu Bian had a headache as he could see the template here. Had he eaten the fifth pill, the effect might last for 50,000 minutes.

50,000 minutes were 35 days! Living a month and five days as a girl was too long!

Then, Liu Bian instinctively imagined the sickening scenario. What would happen if he were to eat the sixth pill, seventh pill, or eighth pill onward?

The sixth pill translated into 500,000 minutes or 348 days!

The seventh pill would be ten years!

The eight pill? He might as well live as a woman for the rest of his life!

What would happen if he were to eat all 10 pills in that bottle?

Liu Bian had goosebumps. He immediately destroyed all sexy pills in the pill bottle, leaving only two pills for tomorrow and the emergency use.

He swore that he would never eat any pill after this.

'If it weren't for the pylon tower, I wouldn't have reduced to this! Damn you, Dong Zhongying!'

…

Meanwhile, Miaomiao and the gang relaxed and watched the show from the sideline. The preliminary round had started.

Sixty-one 3rd-stage cultivators leaped onto the tall stages and seized the flags, declaring themselves as the chosen ones.

Over 4,000 weak 1st-stage and 2nd-stage rookies hesitated if they should climb the tower and fight for the flags at the moment since they could only choose one platform to be their battleground.

Still, many talented youngsters resided in this capital city. Five hundred 3rd-stage cultivators also jumped onto the platforms and challenged the flag carriers.

Chaos ensued. They brandished their wooden weapons and began attacking each other, fighting for supremacy. Fortunately, the qualification round forbade participants from using real weapons.

Unfortunately, cultivators were savage creatures. Their random techniques crippled young men and women, ruining their future forever. The referees had their hands full dragging injured teenagers off the stage and healed them.

Despite the chaos, Miaomiao and Ma Moxi were bored. The skills of these contestants were weak, slow, and inefficient. They lost count of how many times they killed every participant in their mind.

”Boring.”

”I know right?”

Miaomiao and Ma Moxi yawned at the same time. They sighed and closed their eyes, using this free time to meditate and cultivate.

Several contestants had been paying attention to the VIPs, and many rookies with sharp ears heard the remarks. They were frustrated.

”It must be nice having strong backers. Goddamn rich bastards.”

”What do you know? They have nascent soul seniors with them, and their cultivation base surpasses ours. They have the right to be arrogant.”

”Tsk! This tournament is rigged. We have no chance from the very beginning.”

Most muscle tampering realm and bone refining realm cultivators forfeited the tournament when they noticed the people on the VIP platform, who had been spectating the tournament.

No one wanted to fight a 4th-stage or 6th-stage cultivator in this tournament! They were too strong!

Among the contestants on the ground, who hadn't joined the fight, Lu Fengxian gazed at Miaomiao, Ku'er, Ma Moxi, and Ju Shoufen with a bright smile.

'Soon, you silver-pant frog-in-a-well will experience what it feels like to battle a real immortal. I wonder what kind of face you'll be showing me when I beat you to a pulp. Will you be one of those arrogant idiots, or are you worthy to be my disciple?'

Lu Fengxian hummed as he jumped onto the nearest stage.

Upon standing on platform number 21, twenty young men and five young women were still exchanging their martial techniques, trying to get a hold of the flags. Five 3rd-stage cultivators stood on the sideline, watching the fight while they were keeping the distance from the chaotic battles.

Lu Fengxian snickered and stood there, waiting for them to exhaust themselves.

Five minutes later, the furious battle subsided. Seven contestants remained on the stage, including the five people who had been observing the battle from the sideline and Lu Fengxian.

Four men, who hadn't make a move throughout the fight, rushed at the last contestant at the center of the stage.

As for Lu Fengxian, he simply stood there, waiting if someone wanted to challenge him.

”What a bunch of idiots. Why are they fighting for the flag instead of trying to eliminate the strongest guys on the sideline?”

Lu Fengxian could hear Ju Shoufen's comment from afar. It seemed that the loli grandma had been watching his platform.

'I agree. Well, they're just kids, so they're inexperienced and impulsive. Cut them some slack!'

Lu Fengxian grinned and refuted Ju Shoufen's remark in his mind.

As Lu Fengxian was relaxing, one of the remaining fighters sneaked behind him.

Surprisingly, it was Niu Fu, who cheated his age and joined this event.

”HAHAHAHA! DIEEEE!!”

Niu Fu sent a palm strike toward Lu Fengxian from behind, yet, he laughed and announced his attack out loud.

”… Another idiot.”

Ju Shoufen and Lu Fengxian said at the same time. The latter sidestepped and avoided Niu Fu's palm strike.

Then, Lu Fengxian used his index finger to flicker Niu Fu's forehead.

PA!

As if Niu Fu's forehead was shot by a .50cal rifle, his head exploded, and his brain shattered to pieces.

”Err, whoops.”

Lu Fengxian frowned. He thought that he had limited his strength enough to flicker him out of the platform ring, but he ended up killing him in one hit.

”Sorry. I meant, why is his physique so weak!? Are you sure you cultivated your physique and foundation properly? You're a 3rd-stage cultivator, for dao god's sake!”