191: Chapter 191 Pikachu

Every time he drew a prize, it was the most exciting moment for Xiang Tian.

But once he drew useless junk, he would be completely at a disadvantage.

The old man had no idea that Xiang Tian had been secretly drawing prizes, and fortunately, he hadn't noticed from start to finish.

"Draw for me!"

Suppressing his nervousness, Xiang Tian pressed the draw button.

Watching the needle spin rapidly on the wheel, his heart was in his throat.

Even his breathing grew lighter.

[Host, is that all the ambition you have?]

The System's voice of disdain rang out right on time, carrying undisguised contempt.

[As long as you agree to my conditions, you could take care of this old man in front of you with a single breath.]

Xiang Tian scoffed, "Heh, if you're really that awesome, why go through the trouble of choosing me as your host?"

To put it bluntly, the System was just coveting his body.

"I'm guessing your System Company has rules against the System directly intervening in a host's affairs, right?" Xiang Tian had already somewhat figured the System out in his heart.

The System fell silent instantly, without a word of rebuttal.

It seemed his guess was likely correct.

Meanwhile, the needle on the prize wheel gradually slowed down.

The final position where it stopped made Xiang Tian's face fall instantly.

"Blue!"

These two words, like a bucket of cold water, extinguished all his expectations.

This was the result he could accept the least.

With the prize from the blue area, trying to deal with this old man in front of him was simply a pipe dream.

It was doubtful he could even survive a single move.

The prize package had already been silently delivered to his System space.

Xiang Tian took a deep breath, suppressed his surging emotions, and nervously opened the package.

Once the package opened, Xiang Tian was completely stunned.

He couldn't believe it: "Pikachu? System, are you messing with me? This is the cultivation world; you put a Pokémon Pikachu into the prize pool? Can we still play properly?"

[This was placed by the System Company, what does it have to do with me?]

[Pikachu has a Thunderbolt; its strength is not weak.]

While the two were bickering, a soft, cute cry rang out: "Pika Pika!"

A small Pikachu hopped and skipped onto Xiang Tian's shoulder.

It rubbed its fluffy little head against his cheek.

Xiang Tian steeled his heart, "That old guy, I'll leave him to you."

But he really had no confidence.

Could this Thunderbolt really deal with a Cultivator of the cultivation world?

As if it understood his doubts, Pikachu nodded vigorously.

"Pika!"

After a soft cry, it leaped and flew into mid-air.

"Pika~"

Following a long, drawn-out cry.

A dazzling bolt of lightning erupted from Pikachu's body, heading toward the old man not far away.

"Hmm? A lightning-type Spirit Beast?" The old man raised an eyebrow.

"But why can't I feel a single trace of Spiritual Qi fluctuation?"

While speaking.

A layer of pale cyan Spiritual Qi protective shield had already appeared around the old man.

"Your Spirit Beast is quite novel, and its strength is passable, but to deal with me, it's still lacking."

The next second.

The lightning struck the protective shield and instantly dissipated completely.

Pikachu seemed to have exhausted its strength, its body falling uncontrollably from high in the air.

"Damn! I knew it was useless! Damn it, this cultivation world is truly ridiculously strong!" Xiang Tian cursed under his breath, his face looking ugly.

"The blue area is truly trash!"

Watching the old man reach out and grab the falling Pikachu, playing with it with a satisfied look on his face.

Xiang Tian felt even more furious with nowhere to vent.

Which planner came up with this crappy prize pool?

The imagination is simply absurd!

There was no other way; he had to bite the bullet and prepare for the next draw.

"Kid, don't try any tricks." The old man played with Pikachu and looked up at Xiang Tian.

"Since this Spirit Beast has fallen into my hands, it belongs to me from now on."

There was not a shred of Spiritual Qi fluctuation on Pikachu.

This point made him particularly curious.

"Hmph!" Xiang Tian snorted coldly.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, he had only one thought in mind.

He hoped the next draw would yield something good.

"Draw for me again!"

Accompanied by a cold shout, Xiang Tian pressed the draw button again.

The needle on the wheel spun rapidly once again.

"Don't try any tricks." The old man noticed Xiang Tian's strange expression and spoke calmly to remind him.

"I can tolerate you once, but that doesn't mean I will indulge you forever."

He had full confidence in his own strength.

He didn't put Xiang Tian's little actions in his eyes at all.

"Red, red, it must be red~" Xiang Tian closed his eyes tight, chanting silently in his heart.

At the same time, he took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.

He only had three chances to draw in total.

Now, one had already been wasted, and there weren't many chances left.

The needle on the wheel gradually slowed down, sliding slowly across the wheel.

It first slowly moved away from the worst white area, inching closer to the purple area.

Finally, it was almost about to stop in the purple area.

"Can it only reach purple?" Xiang Tian's heart sank.

"Although the purple area is better than the blue area, it's still a bit doubtful if I want to kill this old man..."

Just when he was lost in thought and full of unwillingness, the needle actually moved again.

It slowly moved toward the golden area behind the purple area.

"Holy crap, are you serious? It's actually the golden area!" Xiang Tian was pleasantly surprised, almost unable to control himself from jumping up.

He forcefully swallowed back his cheer.

But what surprised him even more was that the needle didn't stop in the golden area.

It was still sliding slowly.

"Holy crap, is this the rhythm of rushing into the red area?" Xiang Tian was overjoyed.

He didn't even dare to breathe.

Ever since he luckily hit the grand prize in the red area at the start, he had never hit it again.

Could it be another burst of luck?

"Kid, we're here."

Just as Xiang Tian was immersed in ecstasy, the old man's voice suddenly came.

It pulled his consciousness back to reality.

What came into view was an incredibly spacious hall.

In the center of the hall, there was a steaming lava pool, with lava rolling and bubbling.

And in the middle of the pool, a pitch-black greatsword was stuck there.

"Holy crap, is this the true form of the demonic blood sword?" Xiang Tian's gaze was instantly firmly attracted to that black greatsword.

"Go!"

Without waiting for Xiang Tian to react, the old man suddenly stretched out his large hand.

He grabbed him and Xiang Liu, who was beside him, and threw them both into the scalding lava pool.

"Ah!"

Caught off guard, Xiang Liu screamed in fright.

Xiang Tian reacted extremely quickly.

He immediately circulated the Spiritual Qi in his body, using it to protect himself and Xiang Liu.

But the next second, he sensed something was wrong.

His brow furrowed: "Damn, why is my Spiritual Qi being consumed so quickly? What on earth is going on?"

Just when he was at a loss and filled with panic.

[Host, the red grand prize you drew has already been stored in your System space.]

"Open it for me immediately! Fast!" Xiang Tian acted as if he had grabbed a lifeline.

He immediately opened the red grand prize package in the System space.

Once the package opened, a blurry shadow darted out from it.

In just an instant, the space of the entire hall was crushed into pieces by a terrifying power.

Emitting a "crackle, crackle" sound of shattering.

"Who are you?" The old man's expression changed drastically, his brows locked tightly, his gaze fixed on the suddenly appearing shadow.

He could feel that the power on this shadow was far more powerful than his own.

The shadow didn't speak, just slightly raised its hand.

As if the old man in front of it was not worth mentioning at all.

"Boom—!"

A heaven-destroying and earth-shattering explosion suddenly rang out, and a terrifying shockwave instantly swept through the entire hall.

The old man didn't even have time to finish his scream before his body was directly torn apart and decomposed by this powerful force, completely dissipating into the air.

"Holy crap! As expected of the red grand prize! This strength is too ridiculous!" Xiang Tian gasped, looking at the scene before him, shocked and unable to speak for a long time.

Calming his surging emotions, Xiang Tian looked up at the shadow and asked cautiously: "Who are you?"

The shadow still didn't speak, just raised its arm and waved it gently.

"Boom!"

Another loud noise, and the entire City Lord's Mansion was razed to the ground in an instant.

And the demonic blood sword in the middle of that lava pool.

As if it had received some kind of summons, it took the opportunity to break free from the shackles of the lava.

It flew to in front of Xiang Tian, hovering in mid-air.

"Let me see just how awesome this demonic blood sword is!" A trace of fanaticism flashed in Xiang Tian's eyes.

Without hesitation, he reached out his hand and grabbed the hilt of the demonic blood sword.

"As expected of the genuine demonic blood sword!"

As soon as he gripped the hilt, a violent and powerful force surged along the hilt into his body, rushing straight to his crown.

His entire body's Meridians were vibrating slightly.

He could clearly feel that his strength had increased by at least half.

With this demonic blood sword, even if facing a powerhouse of the Saint Realm.

He would have the confidence to compete with them!

But just then.

An angry woman's roar suddenly came from the Void Realm.

"Audacious thief, how dare you destroy this Empress's Small World!"

The smile on Xiang Tian's face froze instantly.

"This voice... why does it sound so much like Ghost Zhuo's?"

Although the voice carried extreme anger at this moment and had changed somewhat compared to usual.

But the essence of the voice was not different in the slightest.

[That's right, in this Small World, there was originally a trace of Ghost Zhuo's Divine Sense remaining.]

Just then, You Lingqing's voice came from Xiang Tian's Sea of Consciousness, her tone calm.

"Oh? Then aren't we going to be in trouble?" Xiang Tian's heart sank.

He subconsciously picked up Xiang Liu beside him and was about to turn and run.

"Hurry and go!"

"Where are you going?"

You Lingqing's voice rang out again, carrying a hint of helplessness.

"This is the Small World's self-preservation mechanism. Once activated, this trace of her Divine Sense will stay here until it kills all living things in the Small World before it completely dissipates. Besides, you can't escape now either."

Xiang Tian's brows locked tightly, his face sinking completely.

It's over, is this the rhythm of completely kicking the bucket here?

He suddenly remembered something.

He hurriedly asked: "Wait, isn't there an exit? Isn't the purpose of that group from the Heavenly Sword Sect coming here for that exit? If we escape through the exit, wouldn't that work?"

"Since the Small World has already activated its self-preservation mechanism and is about to be completely destroyed, the exit will naturally be completely sealed as well." You Lingqing's tone remained calm.

"Otherwise, how could it round up everyone inside and kill them all?"