72: Section 72

"I have already prepared the best coffin for you."

Chapter 95: Are those two actors?

"Bling! Bling!"

Yu Emperor could vaguely feel the demon emperor fragment in his mouth trembling and flashing with light.

"Strange, why is the demon emperor fragment acting like this? Could it be that one of the top sixteen possesses a fragment?"

He immediately became alert, overlooking the top sixteen contestants in the plaza, certain that the fragment must be on one of them.

He muttered to himself: "To possess such a treasure, they must be among the stronger competitors."

"Mo Wuliang, or perhaps Guizuka."

Later, Yu Emperor overturned this guess. With a solemn expression, he shook his head: "No, this fragment in my hand reacted before they even arrived at Misty Cloud City."

"It shouldn't be them."

Great Commander Hong Shan of the Feathered Race drew the opponent he least wanted to face. He glanced sideways at Guizuka, unable to hide the mask of pain on his face.

Xiao Bai was the exact opposite; his face was about to split from smiling. He had drawn a free win, and there was no suspense about him entering the top eight.

Yu Yan stared at the image presented in the mirror, scanning every contestant in the top sixteen. Her gaze lingered on Xiao Bai.

"Strange, I feel like I've seen this guy somewhere before, especially that cheeky expression. It's truly unforgettable."

Suddenly, Yu Yan slapped her forehead: "I remember now! So it's him. He's been missing for a while, and now he actually appears here."

"I knew this bastard was up to no good with me, trying every possible way and using any means necessary to get close to me."

Seeing that Yu Yan was obsessed and muttering to herself, Yu Wei asked curiously: "Third Sister, what's wrong with you?"

"Did you set your eyes on a desirable Royal Consort? If that's really the case, I'll ask Father Emperor to stop holding the competition."

Yu Yan straightened her chest: "Nonsense! No one is qualified to be my Royal Consort. Just thinking about having children makes me panic."

She then closed the image in the mirror and crawled under the covers to sleep.

She was stark naked, wearing nothing at all. Yu Wei then crawled in as well. Perhaps they hadn't had enough fun while bathing, so the two sisters were going to engage in some intimate play again.

Yu Emperor was still busy studying every contestant in the top sixteen. As the drawing of lots finished, they left the plaza and returned to their residences to prepare for tomorrow's competition.

He asked Great Commander Hong Shan to get close to the contestants and probe their backgrounds.

"Great Commander, this is a secret letter from Your Majesty Yu Emperor."

The person responsible for delivering the signal was another contestant from the Feathered Race. Currently, among the elites representing Yu Country, only he and Great Commander Hong Shan remained; the others had all been eliminated.

Great Commander Hong Shan opened the secret letter, his brows furrowed so tightly he wished he had an iron to smooth them out. His entire focus was now on how to deal with Guizuka, an opponent worthy of his high regard.

According to his mental prediction, the odds were four to six. If he couldn't find a better way to reverse his disadvantage, Great Commander Hong Shan's path to becoming the Royal Consort would end in the top sixteen.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Xiao Bai and Mo Peng were already drinking in their room, focusing purely on having a good time.

"Big Brother, I salute you! What kind of luck do you have to actually draw me?"

Xiao Bai smirked: "Are you happy about it?"

"Of course. With my current strength as a Level 4 Yao King, there's definitely no chance for the top eight."

"Instead of being beaten up by other Demons and Monsters, I might as well surrender and concede to Big Brother. I have no interest in being the Royal Consort, but that demon emperor fragment is truly tempting."

Mo Peng said while drinking: "If I could collect all nine fragments and enter the Demon Emperors Tomb to obtain the treasure, it would allow me to return to my Peak level."

"Sigh, fate plays tricks on birds. My strength is what it is, so I dare not have too many thoughts. I can only rely on Big Brother to perform extraordinarily."

Xiao Bai explained the plan to Mo Peng. They both simultaneously revealed expressions of being partners in crime, even their cheeky gazes locking onto each other.

As expected of the Great Peng bird who had hung out with Tu Shan You You for a while; he had been quite influenced by her.

They sat on the floor in the room, drinking heartily, with wine jars scattered everywhere on the ground.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

Xiao Bai felt a mysterious shadow approaching the door. He flicked his tongue to sense the scent.

"Make the sound louder. There is a Yao coming our way."

Mo Peng looked curiously at Xiao Bai's tongue: "Big Brother, your tongue is really strange. Is it forked in two?"

"Aren't you?"

Mo Peng stuck out his tongue, revealing a lewd smile: "Nope, mine is forked in four."

"Holy crap, you're really impressive."

"Here they come. Keep drinking."

The two of them played finger-guessing games, shouting and yelling. A black shadow appeared outside the door, lingered for a short while, and then left.

Great Commander Hong Shan returned to his own room, took off his black clothes, and set the removed mask aside.

Holding a red pen, he drew on a piece of paper. He drew an 'X' under the names of Bai Xiao and Mo Peng, excluding them first.

In Great Commander Hong Shan's eyes, Xiao Bai and Mo Peng were just here to fish in troubled waters. Being able to advance to the top sixteen was purely due to luck; they didn't look like experts possessing a demon emperor fragment at all.

He was even more envious of Xiao Bai's luck in drawing his own good brother; his advancement was surely guaranteed.

After the black shadow outside the door left, Xiao Bai quickly got up to return to his room, patting Mo Peng on the face as he did so.

"Stop acting, the audience is gone."

"Oh... Sleep, sleep!"

"Big Brother, don't go back. It's so late, let's sleep together."

As he spoke, Mo Peng lewdly licked the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Bai shivered all over, cursing loudly with spittle flying everywhere.

"Get lost! I don't do 'gay', and I'm not a comrade."

"Even if you were a hen, looking like that, I wouldn't be interested."

Bang! With a loud noise, Xiao Bai slammed the door shut and returned to his own room.

Mo Peng sat on the floor, feeling a bit messy, muttering to himself: "I didn't mean it that way. Is it wrong to show concern for Big Brother?"

The next day, around nine in the morning.

The largest plaza in Misty Cloud City became lively again. The crowd of onlookers gathered this time was much larger than before, surrounding the entire competition arena layer upon layer.

This time, only one stage was kept. Eight matches would be fought today, and the winners would enter the top eight.

The Host picked up a homemade megaphone and shouted with a sharp, duck-like voice.

"Welcome everyone to watch the competition for the top eight."

"With the warm-up over these past few days, the whole city is boiling again. This is no longer a simple matchmaking competition; it concerns the dignity of the strong."

"Applause, please, for today's first group of contestants: Bai Xiao versus Mo Peng."

The scene erupted with cheers like a mountain collapse or a tsunami, accompanied by whistling. Not only were a large number of the Yao Race gathered, but other races had also traveled thousands of miles to watch the match.

The originally simple matchmaking competition had turned into a contest for the young elites of all Realms to compare their strength.

Clang!

With the sound of a gong, the match officially began.

Xiao Bai was the first to utter grand words, though in reality, it was just a shrew cursing in the street.

"Traitor, villain, rebel! I swear to capture you alive, eat your flesh, and sleep on your skin."

Chapter 96: Feather-Plucking Competition

Mo Peng understood in a second and joined in the cursing.

"White-headed fool, gray-bearded old thief, you are about to return to the nine springs."

The two of them cursed for over ten minutes. The language they used was so ugly that a shrew cursing in the street would only be considered child's play compared to them.

It left all the spectators in the arena in a mess, while the referee on the side kept urging them.

"Two contestants, are you going to fight or not? If you keep cursing like this, I will disqualify you."

"Don't you have deep hatred for each other? Hurry up and make a move."

Five referees were sitting on the high platform, and Yu Emperor was right beside them.

"These two look very much like the Yao Race, but I have never seen them before. Does anyone know their backgrounds?"

The chief referee shook his head repeatedly: "Reporting to Your Majesty, we don't know much about this."

"Among the list of all contestants, their information is the simplest. We only have their names and Cultivation Realms; we know nothing else."

"Perhaps they are elites of the flying Yao Race from outside Yu Country."

Yu Emperor remained serious and did not speak, his eyes staring straight at Xiao Bai and Mo Peng. Twenty thousand years ago, he had almost gathered all the elites of the Yao Race into Yu Country.

Afterwards, he separated from the entire Xuan Tian Continent, becoming an independent enclave, using secret arts left by his ancestors to set up a barrier, communicating with the outside world only through a single teleportation array.

So many years had passed; it was possible for powerful flying Yao Race members to appear in other regions, so it was not strange for them to enter Misty Cloud City through the matchmaking competition.

The scene was filled with sighs. Xiao Bai gave Mo Peng a look, and both Yao appeared fierce, seemingly about to get serious.

Unfortunately, they disappointed everyone again. These two did not display any flashy skills to ignite the scene.

The skill effects were zero, and the visual experience was negative. They were just plucking each other's feathers, making the scene feel like a chaotic mess of chickens flying and dogs jumping.

The falling feathers drifted everywhere, and Mo Peng was almost plucked bald by Xiao Bai.

"Big Brother, don't be so ruthless. The feathers Sister You You plucked out previously have only just grown back."

"Stop talking nonsense. Weren't you enjoying plucking mine just now?"

"Take this!"

The feathers on Xiao Bai's body were transformed, and when they fell to the ground, they turned into gas and disappeared. But Mo Peng's were real feathers, through and through.

As a gust of wind blew, feathers danced all over the competition arena, and there was also a pungent smell.

"Referee, I concede."