64 VIP Box (1/2)

The special entrance was for the VIP box spectators. It had two cultivator bodyguards on each side of the door. Those bodyguards even brought their swords on the waist. Both cultivators nodded at the female attendant.

Trevon, Issabella, and his bodyguards went through the door. They arrived at a wide spiraling stair. The group climbed about four floors before they arrived at a special hall. Trevon could see many doors on the left side of the hall, while the right side was a huge window. It displayed the beautiful garden outside.

”Your room is number sixty-seven. This is the way, Young Master and Lady!” The girl guided Trevon and his group. While she wasn't a cultivator, the lady didn't look tired after climbing four floors.

People in this world had good physical bodies. It was because of the spiritual energy in the atmosphere. People here also accustomed to walking a long distance or climbing some floors daily.

Master Rabbink had visited numerous arenas in its journey as a God's teacher. For Master Rabbink, the place was small. However, Master Rabbink was looking forward to the delicious meals served in the VIP room. [Gwahahaha.]

Trevon saw Master Rabbink smiled. [This Rabbink must think about the food.]

Trevon arrived at the room number sixty-seven. The female attendant opened the door. She prepared some snacks and conducted a tea ceremony for the guest. However, it wasn't as good as Trevon, a Master Tea Ceremony Practitioner.

The VIP Box in Redwood arena was a huge ten to ten-meter size room. On the side towards the arena, a big glass window was installed. Based on the common VIP box design, this was a one-way window. This guaranteed the privacy of VIP spectators. For VIP customers' safety, the window was also protected with a powerful formation.

Trevon walked toward the large window. He saw two contestants already fighting in the arena. They were the earlier fight. From the fighting booklet, Trevon saw that those two warriors were Top Rank 1 warriors.

[It isn't fun.] Trevon thought. The fighters were very conservative and only probed each other.

Trevon looked in the VIP box again. The room was decorated with a spiritual wood panel. It allowed the atmosphere to be refreshing. [This is normal. Bluestar's arena is even better.] Trevon thought. He was a frequent spectator in Bluestar. His family had a big share of Bluestar arena.

The floor was covered with a very large demon beast's skin. They provide enough heat while giving a comfortable experience to the customer. Trevon felt soft when stepped on it.

Trevon looked to the girl who had finished her tea ceremony. The attendant served a cup for Issabella.

Trevon sat on the comfortable and warm seat with a view toward the arena. He took the teacup and enjoyed the tea. It was bitter, warm, with a slight sweetness of the orange.

”Is there anything that honorably master and lady need?” The attendant smiled. Normally, she would smile even brighter. [This young master is still too young. He also comes with his sister.] She thought. Trevon and Issabella looked similar, most would think Issabella as Trevon's sister. This prevented the girl from trying to seduce Trevon.

Trevon regretted coming here with his grandmother. He wouldn't dare to do the fun thing with his grandmother in the same room with him.

Trevon was a top young master in Bluestar. He knew those attendants would try everything to get the attention of VIP spectators. The spoiled young master had even visited the third base with some attendants in Bluestar Arena. As a young master of a Great cultivator family, he only didn't dare to go to the last base. It was important for determining his first wife status.

”I need more foods.” Trevon took a gold coin and gave it to the girl.

His grandmother acted that she didn't care about the female attendant. Trevon knew the girl was waiting for tips. A gold coin was enough. He didn't get a special service from the girl in the first place.

”Is that for me?” Master Rabbink felt happy.

[If I don't ask for extra, I wouldn't get any foods.] Trevon complained. This Rabbink could even eat food bigger than its size.

”You know me.” Master Rabbink floated outside the room. It floated around in the dome. Sometimes Master Rabbink entered one of the other VIP boxes.

”Man! This box is so hot.” Master Rabbink complained. It quickly exited that VIP box.

Trevon was sitting next to his grandmother, while he watched the boring match. A VIP box usually had several seats. One also could request more seats if (s)he brought many friends. It was included in the price since a VIP box might cost around one hundred spirit stones for a day.

Trevon's bodyguards waited in a special room inside the VIP Box. This special guard room was prepared by the arena management to give privacy to its customer. They served enough foods and drinks for those guards.

”Who is fighting?” Issabella asked. She felt bored.

”It is a Fighting Bull against Hercules.” Trevon read the arena booklet. ”Fighting Bull had won once against Hercules.”

”This time Hercules will win.” Issabella saw the fight. As a Rank 3 warrior, she could see many small things than Trevon. Her experience also gave her some insight that Trevon or commoners couldn't see.

”Really? This Fighting Bull had a great coach.” Trevon got the information from the booklet.

”The most important factor was the strategy. Hercules intentionally drags the match. Fighting Bull stamina wouldn't allow him to fight at this rate.” She had seen the match intensity. The match was boring because Hercules intentionally kept his distance. He was forcing the fight using long-range attacks.

Issabella was correct. Thirty minutes later, a sudden attack from Hercules made Fighting Bull lost his balance. Hercules quickly took the chance. He mounted the fallen Fighting Bull and sent numerous punches filled with spiritual energy.

Rank 1 warrior was different from Rank 2 warrior. While Rank 1 warrior could use spiritual energy, their damage and attack quantity were limited. Their spiritual energy storages were also lesser. Hercules took the right time to use his spiritual energy reserve.

”Hercules had tempered his arms.” Issabella said. Trevon couldn't see the difference.

Five minutes later Fighting Bull was knocked out. A medic team entered the arena. They conducted the first aid to save the loser. Meanwhile, a beautiful lady came to the ring. She hugged the winner while presented a thousand spirit stones reward.

The number couldn't come from the ticket box. With only twenty fights a day, the ticket sales wouldn't be able to reach twenty thousand spirit stones. However, the gambling was a different thing. Redwood family knew people would gamble. Gambling was the only entertainment for rich people in this dangerous world. Taking a long-distance trip was dangerous for commoners and low-ranking cultivators.

”Ladies and Gentlemen.” An MC stood in the stage. ”We have seen Hercules finally had his revenge to Fighting Bull. The next match would be another revenge match. Hidden Dragon had lost his first ever match in the arena to Young Phoenix. After that match, he had won six consequent matches before he challenges Young Phoenix again. Would he win after he gained enough experience?”

Two warriors entered the stage. Trevon could see that both were just a Middle Rank 1 warrior.

”This match might be more useful for me.” Trevon commented.

”Why?” Issabella asked while sipping her tea.

”They were the same rank as I. I could learn something from their fight.”

Issabella continued to watch the match. The female attendant returned to the room. She brought numerous foods and snacks and served them on the side table. Those were high-quality foods.

”This isn't enough.” Trevon frowned. ”I want twice of this.”

[This attendant didn't know Master Rabbink's eating prowess.] He shook his head.

”Eh? Yes, Young Master.” The attendant felt surprised. She didn't believe the beautiful young master and his sister would eat that much. [This should be enough foods for five people.] She thought.

Luckily, she was a trained attendant. She bowed and left the room to bring more foods. The arena had budgeted more than enough foods for each VIP box.

”Are the foods for Master Creator?” Issabella asked. [Master Creator really loved foods.] She remembered this, knowing what the other party loved was important for a negotiation.

”Yes.”

”Where is he?” Issabella wasn't surprised with Master Creator. Normally, it was hard to enter the VIP section. Two cultivator guards protected the door. At any time, one of the Redwood grand elders would also stay on the premise.

”He was floating on top the stage.” Trevon said. He pointed directly on top of the stage.

Master Rabbink preferred to have the best seating position directly above the match. It took the foods and snacks using a space vortex that connected the space next to it with the foods on the side table.

Issabella looked to the disappearing foods and snacks and the area above the stage. [There is no secure location with Master Creator.] She thought.

Trevon enjoyed the show before he heard something from outside the VIP box's door.

”HEY! CALL THE MANAGER!” A male voice was heard. Trevon looked at VIP door. Based on the novels that he had read, this was the time when the usual annoying young master disturbed the main character.

[Do I have to experience this after only one day? My novel just launched yesterday.] He wanted to cry in his heart. [Being the main character was really a tough job. How could those heroes survive over two thousand chapters of endless trouble?]

A man forcefully opened the room. He kicked the door and opened the door. Five other young masters and ladies followed behind him.

”WHO ARE YOU?” The man spoke brazenly. ”DON'T YOU KNOW I, YOUR FATHER, LUCAS REDWOOD HAD BOOKED THE ROOM?”

Trevon didn't like how the young master spoke to him. Your father was an outdated term, most novels used your grandpa at this time. He believed it would soon turn into your grand grandpa soon.

As always Trevon used his 'Scout' skill first.

[Name: Lucas Redwood]

[Age: 103 Years]

[Sex: Male]

[Species: Human]

[Potential: 12/24]

[Determination: 22]

[Cultivation Speed: 74]

[Loyalty: 66]

[Talent: Gambling, Fighting - Sword.]

[Another useless young master.] Trevon thought. He was already one hundred and three years old and came from a big cultivation family. A diligent you master would have reached his maximum a long time ago. This poor cultivation compared to age was the usual sign of a lazy young master.

Based on the usual circumstance, this type of young master would be defeated by the main character on the first arc. Trevon felt lucky he wasn't a common hero. He was a young master of a great family. His status should be enough for arrogant competition.

Jack and the rest of Trevon's bodyguards jumped before their young master. They protected their young master even when they knew with Issabella here, it was useless. It was their duty to prevent the accident happened.

Trevon looked to his grandmother. This young master was one level higher than he was. [Why should I fight him? My grandmother definitely could be said as the genius MC in her own world. He must be summoned to be smacked by my grandmother. Hahaha.]

[Special Mission Unlocked.]

[Lv 12 Special Mission: Defeat young master Lucas Redwood.]

[Mission Reward: 500 Destiny Energy and Extra Coolness status.]

[Mission Description: Lucas Redwood had disturbed your entertainment in the arena. You have to punish him! Defeat him! Tell him who is the boss! This is just a weak young master for the first arc. Gwahahaha.]

[Mission Rejected.]

Trevon didn't need to think. This Rabbink always looked for a way to make him fight.

[Hey! This is a Redwood family establishment. They would handle their own young master.] Trevon said to Master Rabbink. He knew Master Rabbink could hear him.

”Well, that is a promo mission. Buy one get one extra reward! You will get extra coolness if you could win.” The Rabbink continued to promote. Yet, Trevon who had the easy table pointing missions would never fight this dangerous fight unless necessary.

Lucas looked to the beautiful lady in the room. The young master in the room was only a little brat.

[It seems the girl is the leader here. Hwehwehwe.] He thought. The Redwood spoiled young master already mesmerized by Issabella.

”Good Morning, beautiful lady. Please forgive my manner!” He quickly changed his behaviors. Lucas hid his overbearing attitude and showed a gentleman posture.

[He only needed a fan.] Trevon thought.

Lucas actually wasn't bad looking. Most cultivators were handsome compared to commoners. He had a masculine jaw, a bright smile, and a well-built body. His dragon and forest painted red robe added another point for his style.

Issabella looked to the young master. The old fox started to think how she could use the young master.

”Who are you?” Issabella said. ”I want to see the manager.” She looked back to the match.