76: Section 76

"Go inside and talk, close the door!"

Mo Peng made a very greasy gesture: "Big Brother, were you and the First Princess last night..."

Xiao Bai hurriedly poured a cup of water and took several gulps.

"Don't think dirty thoughts. The First Princess was injured, and I went over to treat her. It was very proper."

"I'm exhausted and need to sleep first. Get out quickly and don't disturb me. Call me when it's almost time for the competition."

"Alright, Big Brother, you've worked hard."

Mo Peng revealed a wicked grin like the Wry-Mouthed Dragon King and slowly backed out of the room.

The First Princess, Yu Wei, walked with a waddle, feeling some pain. She definitely couldn't return to her own bedchamber in this state; if Mo Ze saw her, the truth would surely come out.

Thus, she could only go to the West Palace to find Yu Yan.

As soon as she entered, Yu Yan noticed something was wrong and stepped forward to examine her closely: "Sister, where did you go last night? I told you to find that Bai Xiao, why are you only returning now?"

"Uh... there was heavy rain last night, so I camped outside."

"That's not right. Not a single drop of rain fell last night. Have you seen a ghost? Tell me the truth, what exactly did you go do?"

Yu Wei's eyes darted away, and she wrapped her neck with a silk scarf.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I'm tired, I'm going to sleep for a bit."

Yu Yan quickly stepped forward, pulled up Yu Wei who was lying on the bed, and forcefully tore off the silk scarf.

There were at least a dozen hickeys on her neck, and a few had already turned purple.

Subsequently, she quickly pulled off Yu Wei's pants; it was all swollen.

Yu Yan sighed and shook her head in disappointment: "As I thought, you went out behind my back to have an affair. You are a married woman; if this gets out, you, the First Princess, will be disgraced."

Yu Wei decisively stepped forward and covered her mouth: "Stop talking. This is your fault. If you hadn't stuffed that thing into me, it wouldn't have flared up right at that moment and been discovered by Bai Xiao on the spot."

"Fortunately, his medical skills were excellent, or he wouldn't have been able to remove that thing. You really ruined me."

Under Yu Yan's relentless questioning, Yu Wei confessed everything. She quickly dove under the covers and buried her head, unable to face anyone.

"What? You actually did it all night?"

Yu Yan lifted the blanket and continued to press her: "You said that Bai Xiao didn't look like the Yu Race, and while you were dazed, you seemed to see a white snake. Are you messing with me?"

"I don't remember very clearly. I was in a state of extreme agitation at the time, so maybe I hallucinated."

Curiosity suddenly surged in Yu Yan's heart: "No, after the matchmaking assembly ends, I must go and test that guy."

"Third Sister, you can't go. You will completely fall for him. Bai Xiao has many ways to sweet-talk girls."

Yu Yan looked disdainful: "He has his ways, but don't I have mine?"

Xiao Bai didn't wake up until two hours before the competition. To show the importance placed on the top eight contestants, Mo Ze personally came to offer condolences on behalf of the Yu Emperor.

When he saw Xiao Bai, he couldn't hide the secret joy in his heart.

He calculated in his heart that this brat, with only the strength of a Level 3 Demon King, dared to join the fun. It was pure dumb luck that he made it into the top eight. This time, he would become a stepping stone, and there was no doubt that Mo Wuliang would enter the top four.

In Xiao Bai's eyes, the pitch-black Mo Ze was shrouded in green light, especially the tuft of black hair on his head, which was terrifyingly green—so green it was unsettling.

It was just this black thing that was useless; after three years as a legal couple, they hadn't enjoyed it even once, instead leaving a young woman at home dying of thirst.

"Congratulations to contestant Bai Xiao for entering the top eight. The upcoming opponents are all top-tier powerhouses, so you better be prepared. Your previous luck won't always be on your side."

Xiao Bai fanned himself with both palms: "Many thanks for the Royal Consort's concern. It's so stuffy here; a green light is making my eyes hurt."

Mo Ze looked around but didn't see any green light. He rolled his eyes at Xiao Bai and headed to Mo Wuliang's room.

In his eyes, Xiao Bai was just a stepping stone on Mo Wuliang's path to the top four, a guaranteed Divine Artifact of free points.

Mo Peng, standing on the side, saw Mo Ze acting so arrogant and was so angry his teeth itched: "Big Brother, did you get with the First Princess last night?"

"Shut up. Don't you understand the principle that trouble comes from the mouth?"

"If you spout nonsense again, I'll cut off all four of your forked tongues and see if you still talk too much."

Mo Peng quickly covered his bird beak: "Big Brother, I was wrong!"

"Let's go, to the competition venue! I'll leave the cheering to you."

"No problem, I'm best at that kind of thing."

The competition venue was quite lively; capable bosses were already acting as bookies.

Mo Wuliang and Guizuka were strong contenders for the championship, and the Royal Consort would surely be one of them; their entry into the top four was undisputed.

A large number of gamblers bet their fortunes on them. Among them, the first match, Mo Wuliang vs. Bai Xiao, had terrifyingly low odds.

Mo Wuliang only had odds of 1 to 1.12, but that couldn't stop the enthusiasm of those gamblers; over ninety percent bet on this side.

As for Xiao Bai, his odds broke previous records. Despite the super high odds of 1 to 200, very few placed bets on him.

Mo Peng was the first to take out his belongings and bet on Xiao Bai.

"I'm betting everything on Bai Xiao. If you don't follow me, just wait to lose everything."

This statement drew ridicule from the crowd: "Is your brain broken?"

"A Level 7 Devil King against a Level 3 Demon King, could there be any suspense? Does your family own a mine or something?"

Mo Peng looked haughty: "Is it any of your business? I like betting on Bai Xiao to win, I'm just that arrogant. What are you going to do about it?"

Yu Yan glanced at Yu Wei and pointed at Xiao Bai in the mirror.

"What do you say? Are you betting on your secret lover, Bai Xiao, to win?"

"Third Sister, don't speak so harshly. Bai Xiao and I were just a beautiful mistake. We won't meet again in the future."

"Fine, keep being stubborn!"

Yu Yan slammed the table: "I'm betting on Bai Xiao. Just because he has two, he must be hiding a trump card."

Chapter 101: Such Bizarre Movement Technique

The Host shouted loudly: "Let's welcome both contestants."

A ball of blood mist appeared out of thin air above the competition venue, and Mo Wuliang leaped down from it. His entrance was full of style.

The Host decisively stepped forward to fawn over him: "As expected of the Ninth Prince of the Demon Race, strength and handsomeness coexist."

Afterward, he said a whole bunch of praises.

Bang!

Mo Wuliang slapped the Host across the face, and blood gushed from his nose.

"You talk too much nonsense. You're blocking my view."

The Host could only retreat to the side, cowering. This servile expression made the Yu Race members watching from below quite angry.

The Yu Emperor gave an order to the personal guards beside him.

"After this match ends, don't keep this Host."

"Yes... subordinates will prepare immediately."

Seeing that Xiao Bai had not yet appeared, Mo Wuliang stood on the competition ring and mocked him loudly: "The coward didn't run away early, did he? Don't be so nervous. This Prince is very easy to talk to; I won't beat you to death."

"How can a Level 3 Demon King compete with this Prince? Surrender obediently, and perhaps you can keep your dog life."

"Who said my Big Brother is a coward?"

A Great Peng appeared in the sky, its body surrounded by blue lightning, and Xiao Bai was sitting on its back.

The Great Peng dove down to the ring, and Xiao Bai jumped down gracefully, yawning and stretching.

"Sigh... I just slept for a while, and I heard all the noise on the ring. So it was you, this Auntie Monster, spouting crap."

"Big Brother, good luck. I'm going down first."

Mo Peng stuck his tongue out at Mo Wuliang, his four forks looking extremely mocking.

"Blehh, Auntie Monster, be careful of getting beaten up by my Big Brother."

Mo Wuliang was furious and crushed a blood bead in his hand. Fresh blood swirled around his body; the title "Auntie Monster" really suited his vibe.

"You will die a miserable death."

He pointed his blood-covered finger at Xiao Bai: "You're called Bai Xiao, right? This Prince will pluck out all your feathers. There will come a time when you'll be on your knees begging for mercy."

Clang!

The on-site referee rang the competition gong.

Xiao Bai sneered: "Come on, I'm right here. I'm just a Level 3 Demon King, you don't have to be so scared, do you?"

He wanted to use the same tactic as Guizuka earlier. He had carefully studied Mo Wuliang's fighting style over the past few days; he cultivated the Blood Demon Great Art, which focused on agility and bizarre movement techniques.

Brute force definitely wouldn't work, and with Xiao Bai's Level 3 Demon King strength, going head-to-head would result in a huge loss; lasting ten rounds would be the limit.

Xiao Bai first used words to provoke Mo Wuliang, making him take the initiative to attack, and then used the marvelous Cultivation Technique of the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiend Techniques to skillfully dodge the attacks.

Given Mo Wuliang's arrogant personality, he would surely lose his cool. Once his magic power was slowly exhausted and his strength significantly reduced, that would be the time for Xiao Bai to counterattack.

"Looking for death, Blood Kill."

Mo Wuliang thrust his sharp fingernails forward with force; countless blood-colored spikes shot out from his palms. This posture looked a bit like a zombie stabbing someone.

Xiao Bai shook his wings hard, shedding dozens of feathers that quickly turned into Clones, while his original form turned into a wisp of white smoke and disappeared.

This maneuver shocked everyone watching; as a Level 3 Demon King, Xiao Bai had actually mastered the extremely rare Clone technique.

Mo Wuliang sneered: "Just a petty trick, yet you dare to show off in front of this Prince."

Swoosh!

The blood spikes quickly shot the Clones that Xiao Bai had transformed into powder, but they didn't find his true form; it was as if he had vanished into thin air.

"Strange, where did he hide?"

"Idiot, I'm behind you. Take my kick."

Mo Wuliang reacted quickly, using his blood-red hand to restrain Xiao Bai, his sharp fingertips piercing into his body.