Chapter 465: Karma? (1/2)
Before the tenth division had the morning assembly meeting, Ju Shoufen, Miaomiao, and Wei Yuan gathered at the east arena to welcome Azazel and other guests, who came here for Uriel's Selection Tournament Event.
Azazel, Xiahou Dun's group, Golems of Brocell, and caged monsters of Ling Tianlong arrived first. They gathered on the platform, but they kept a distance from Miaomiao and others.
Xiahou Dun released Yuan Shaoqing, whom Azazel had entrusted them. The cyclop in a human cultivator form pushed the weak lord to the center of the stage.
Ju Shoufen glared at Yuan Shaoqing. Even though he was in a sorry state, she still hated him.
Azazel gazed at Miaomiao. She repeated the same line that she said to other warlords.
”Mao Miaomiao, where are your representatives?”
”In the city. Everyone is prepared, and I have the name list.”
Miaomiao passed the scroll with the name of 37 participants to Azazel. The list included the cultivation base of the participants.
The sheep angel nodded in satisfaction. However, she revealed a cunning grin for the first time.
”Good. Now, I shall reveal the rules of this tournament.”
Azazel erected a vortex portal at the center of the stage. Then, she pointed at it.
”The Selection Tournament will be held inside the private plane of my boss. All participants may enter it to scout the perimeter before the event date, 15 days from today. You may bring any weaponry, pills, talismans, artifacts, or treasures. However, we won't be responsible for them in the case that you lost them.”
Azazel also summoned four large jade boulders, which contained the detail of this event. Any cultivator with Qi Sense could read the hidden message within the jade.
It contained the additional rules as the followings;
One, everybody with the cultivation base between the 6th-stage to the 9th-stage could enter this portal to join the Selection Tournament Qualifier round.
Two, there would be only one preliminary round to select 100 tournament participants.
Three, no one could spectate the event as it was held in a secret plane.
Four, only 100 winners of the preliminary round could obtain the gifts from the Tournament Host.
Five, the preliminary round's detail and the winning conditions would be announced at the plane during the event date.
Six, the territory lords or referrers who provided more participants than the requirement would receive extra rewards from the Tournament Host.
And lastly, all participants were free to enter the portal before the event had started.
Miaomiao read the detail and raised one of his eyebrows like Dwayne Johnson. It seemed that Azazel and Uriel had rigged the tournament for him, who could offer more participants than the required quota.
Xiahou Dun was also surprised. His tribe dispatched their ten strongest experts to join this event instead of sending five as Azazel demanded. Therefore, he was also eligible to receive the extra reward.
Meanwhile, Yuan Shaoqing sighed and shook his head. This event belonged to Miaomiao and his allies, so they would receive extra boons from their backers. His sister, too, did something similar in the previous Selection Tournament.
Azazel continued her announcement, ”During the 15 days before the event starts, all warlords are free to send their representatives into the portal to explore the event ground. But once the event begins, I shall tally the number of participants and close the portal. Any warlord that fails to provide the required amount will be arrested and punished according to the Heavenly Goose Planet Holy Land Tournament Pact.”
Hearing the punishment part, Yuan Shaoqing bitterly laughed, ”Why don't you just kill me and get this over with? My men won't come for me anyway.”
”As for you, Yuan Shaoqing, you failed to present me the list of your representatives. Therefore, I bring you here to give you one last chance,” Azazel turned to Ju Shoufen. ”Ju Shoufen, you have a karmic knot with this man, so I will offer you a deal.”
Ju Shoufen widened her eyes in confusion. But after a second, she understood Azazel's intention.
”I'm all ears.”
”You and Yuan Shaoqing will have an early qualifier match. Both of you shall fight in a one-on-one duel here. The winner will be chosen as one of the 100 representatives right away without the need to go through the hassle.”
”Oh? That simple?”
”Yes. Will you accept?”
”Of course. Why not?”
Ju Shoufen smirked as she had always been dreaming about this opportunity to kill Yuan Shaoqing. Now that Miaomiao's backer offered Yuan Shaoqing's head on a silver platter, she would have been stupid to decline the offer.
Yuan Shaoqing looked at both women and groaned. He simply walked toward Ju Shoufen and knelt.
”Let's end this farce and get this over with. I'm tired of living.”
”Hah! You're tired of living? How nice of you. Do you know what kind of torment I've been going through after you killed Ju Hu!?”
”That was an accident.”
”Accident my ass! You laughed like a lunatic when she died!”
”I… was immature back then.”
”Yeah, right,” Ju Shoufen brought out the immortal-grade fan, which contained her daughter's spirit.
Ju Hu's spirit emerged from the fan. She floated in front of Yuan Shaoqing and glared at him.
The spirit's appearance was similar to Ju Chen, her daughter. However, she looked more refined and reserved than the latter.
Yuan Shaoqing gazed at the spirit. He revealed a bitter smile, ”I'm so sorry, Hu'er. I thought you were your mother in disguise.”
Miaomiao, Wei Yuan, and Ju Shoufen clicked their tongue as they found the excuse disgusting.
Ju Shoufen gritted her teeth, ”So you planned to kill me that day!?”
”I planned to capture your soul and… plant it into a new body. I planned to brainwash you and make you my wife.”
”…”
Miaomiao, Azazel, Wei Yuan, and Ju Shoufen's faces turned dark in disdain.
Ju Shoufen had enough. She drew a long sword and aimed the tip at Yuan Shaoqing's neck.
”Any last word?”
Yuan Shaoqing looked at Ju Shoufen once more. He brightly smiled, ”I love you.”
”You're a disgusting motherfucker!”
Ju Shoufen raised her sword and hacked down, aiming to behead Yuan Shaoqing.
But the latter suddenly burned his blood essence to generate one last force. He summoned a domain and enveloped everyone inside.
CLANK
The sword hit Yuan Shaoqing's neck, but it failed to cut through his skin.
”LET'S DIE TOGETHER, MY LOVE!!”
”YOU SICK BASTARD!!”
Miaomiao, Wei Yuan, Xiahou Dun, and other representatives kicked the ground to get away from Ju Shoufen instead of helping her. As for Azazel, she simply stood there, enjoying the show from the best possible location.
They sensed Ju Shoufen's unique domain ability and her threatening power.