EBE Chapter 519: Blind Selection
Chapter 519: Blind Selection
The Luofei battlefield was open after its early formation, and many people entered to search for corpses and gold. Later, because the entrance to the Demon Abyss was at the deepest part of the battlefield, it was directly closed, and only the ranking battle once every fifty years would be opened.
This place is not like the Canglan Realm or Trial Tower in the Great Wilderness. Gui Jiling and Beibei use the power of the small world to control things behind the scenes and ensure the survival of people in certain levels.
Here, if the body is fatally injured, it will really kill you.
When Zhu Jiu arrived alone in the morning dew, the fan-shaped wind boat ferry outside the arena was already crowded.
Fengzhou Ferry is an auditorium with orderly seating. The eight major forces are also located here, but in the eight separately divided areas at the front.
There are unique logos of each sect on it, followed by other secondary sects and other forces.
This part is specially invited by the Demon Sect, so a separate viewing area is reserved, and the rest is a free area. Anyone can sit there, regardless of whether they are rich or poor, sick or healthy, beautiful or faded, successful or unsuccessful.
The view from the Fengzhou Ferry is excellent, and there are crystals on the seats to assist with viewing. They can relax the muscles and joints and aid in spiritual practice. It is said that this is a benefit provided by the Demon Sect to everyone.
When every major force holds a large-scale event, they will take great pains to make arrangements and give some small benefits to people who come from afar to watch.
There were some in the Great Wilderness at the beginning, but Zhu Jiu was among the lower-level monsters and had no share.
Zhu Jiu thought he had arrived early, but when he arrived he discovered how naive he was. The grandeur of the scene and the excitement of the crowd far exceeded the Hundred Ghosts Parade held in the Demon King's Palace not long ago.
As soon as he looked, he saw the bustling crowd. Whether it was the buzzing sound or the moving figures, they were all as vast as clouds and smoke, impacting Zhu Jiu's field of vision and expanding beyond his eye sockets.
In the air, the entrance to the arena resembles a huge mirrored vortex, which is now stagnant gray and has not yet started.
However, the mere silent posture is like the mouth of a dormant beast, revealing majesty, solemnity, and fierce competition and collision.
Zhu Jiu had just come out of the alley, biting a bun she had just bought from a restaurant, and she was distracted for a moment.
"Hey, isn't this the woman who was thrown out of Youhuangju last night?" A yellow-haired man of about five or six people happened to walk over from the opposite side, and his gaze stopped when he saw her.
The local demon cultivator was a gangster in appearance, but her external equipment was not bad. She was followed by a few flatterers, and now they all looked at her with ridicule.
The yellow-haired man is also a casual breakfast lover, holding a cup of milk in his hand, which is white, tender and silky and looks delicious.
The eight major forces attract attention wherever they go. So many people gathered in Youhuangju last night, and there were many eyes outside. The fact that Zhu Jiu was thrown out is known to anyone with sharp eyes, ears, a keen sense of smell, and a little influence, and they all know her.
Zhu Jiu swept his eyes across the group of people, as indifferently as sweeping across the air beside them, only lingering on the milk for a moment.
She squinted her eyes, ate the buns, and sighed that Zhuanzhuan's cooking skills were really good.
The elbow meat wrapped in thin skin is soft and tasty, and the fresh, fragrant and slightly spicy taste fills the entire mouth and reaches the palate.
Well, it’s delicious anyway.
The yellow-haired man and his gang were bored, and when they saw that she didn't say anything, they thought she was scared, so they became even more excited and started chattering again.
"You are so shameful that you don't want to behave yourself and come to defile Fengzhoudu? You don't think you are worthy of stepping into this place, just watch from the sidelines. You dare to dream of having your own place."
Free zones are not truly free, as there are many ways to seize them. Even if there are people watching from above and prohibiting monopoly, who can control small-scale private transactions?
Especially when ordinary monks are being targeted, don’t even think about getting a seat, let alone getting in.
The yellow-haired man said smugly, "If you tell me what happened in Youhuangju last night, hand over all the spirit stones, and praise me for being as handsome as the moon, I might be able to take you to the front row to feast your eyes."
The people next to her were laughing, and the attention of people around her was also drawn, looking at her with strange expressions.
Zhu Jiu finally finished eating the buns and walked meekly to Huangmao. Huangmao and the others showed lewd, proud and comfortable smiles.
But soon it froze like a pale paste dried by the wind.
Zhu Jiu took out a hollow tube, also called a straw, from his storage bag. He inserted it into the milk cup in Huangmao's hand (it had been sealed and no one had ever drunk from it). He took a sip, frowned slightly, and put it back with disgust.
"Too sweet, give me five cents of candy next time."
Zhu Jiu wiped his fingers on the lapel of his yellow-hair brocade clothes, said "Do you understand, Da Huang?" and left.
"..."
Because the other party was so natural, so calm, and so smooth, Da Huang and Da Huang's leg hair were stunned the whole time, and only came back to their senses after Zhu Jiu walked away.
A few people who reacted: "!!!"
Huang Mao was so angry that he shivered, as if he had been kicked in the buttocks by an ant. "Damn it, who did that damn woman call Huang?"
"She had the audacity to drink my milk and still despise it! Who does she think she is? What a piece of shit!"
Leg Hair quickly added to Zhu Jiu's accusations in indignation: "He also used you as a rag to wipe his dirty hands!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was kicked away by Huang Mao, "Who is your father calling a rag?"
Leg Hair touched his aching buttocks, wanting to cry but unable to, and hurriedly made up for it, so nervous that he spoke incoherently, "No, no, no, I mean you used a rag to wipe her dirty hands!"
He was kicked away this time.
The yellow-haired man stared at Zhu Jiu's back fiercely, "Let's go and teach her a lesson!"
……
Zhu Jiu boarded the Fengzhou ferry, intending to find an empty seat and wait quietly for the competition to start. However, no one said a word when he arrived, and the seemingly empty seats had been taken in advance or sold at a high price.
Many people who had just arrived like her encountered repeated setbacks and became frustrated.
Zhu Jiu was just about to take out his spirit stones to buy a seat, but Huang Mao followed him after smelling the scent. He laughed and said, "What do you think? I told you long ago that it's impossible for you to find a seat."
Zhu Jiu paused.
The yellow-haired man walked up to her, smoothed his hair, and asked nonchalantly, "Do you know who I am?"
Leg Hair proudly introduced himself: "Our eldest brother is the true disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, Mo Rangchen..."
Zhu Jiu raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"...a capable subordinate." The hair on his legs paused for as long as ten years.
It seems that the sect and the Mo family finally pulled Mo Rangchen out of prison to participate in the competition, otherwise people like Huangmao would not be so high-profile.
Huangmao did not see the expected panic and fear, and he felt dissatisfied and hated Zhu Jiu even more.
"Kneel down and kowtow to me three times now, and I will let you go."
The eyes of the spectators around were all focused on the dispute here.
Some people looked angry. Some of them had been waiting here three days in advance, but their seats were forcibly taken away last night. Now they had to spend spirit stones to buy them again. How could this make sense?
But they were outsiders, powerless and dared not offend, so they could only accept it and look at Zhu Jiu with pity who was in the same situation as them.
This girl must have offended Huangmao.
"When you live under someone's roof, you have to bow your head." They reminded Zhu Jiu.
But some people have a completely different mentality.
A nouveau riche dressed in a life-size replica of Zhen Youqian, shaving his nails.
She glanced at Zhu Jiu and said proudly, "What I am most dissatisfied with is that there is no entry threshold for the large-scale competitions of the eight major forces. Poor people of all levels can stand in the same place with me. I feel that the air around me stinks."
The upstart fanned the air in front of him with his fingers wearing twenty spiritual rings, with a look of disgust on his face.
"If you ask me, the seats should be given to the one with the highest price, instead of letting some ordinary poor monks set foot in and defile them, which is simply lowering the class." She rolled her eyes at Zhu Jiu.
The yellow-haired man was pleased to hear this. He glanced at her and saw how she was dressed. He smiled and said, "It seems that this fellow Taoist is also a fan of the rich immortal. It's a pleasure to meet you."
The upstart smiled and raised his plump chin, "Of course, I only admire the strongest."
Xingjun said faintly: "Why is she so annoying when she says the same thing while wearing the same outfit and saying something that almost deserves a beating?"
Zhu Jiu thought for a moment: "Because... you love me."
Xingjun was suddenly speechless.
"What do you think? Do you want to use Balala's energy to transform into Zhen Youqian and blind her eyes?" Xingjun rubbed his hands and encouraged excitedly.
Zhu Jiu: "I'm not such a vain person."
Xingjun sneered.
Zhu Jiu sighed: "She is a contestant, there is no need to rush."
There is no need to worry, but a series of retorts have already come out.
She looked at the nouveau riche harshly from head to toe, and said indifferently, "You are two hundred and fifty years old, but your cultivation has not yet reached the fusion stage, and you have less than two hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones in total. Zhen Youqian would have to call you a low-quality product if he saw you, don't get involved with me, understand?"
After saying this, before the other party could angrily retort, he looked back for a moment and said to the yellow-haired man, "Doesn't the Heavenly Demon Sect prohibit the forced occupation of seats? You knowingly violated the rules by using Mo Rangchen's name. I'm going to report you."
Huangmao and the others bent over with laughter. They have been in this business for so long that even if they met a disciple on guard, the other party would not dare to ask them even a single question. This is called having connections.
"Where do you think your report will go?"
Zhu Jiu looked confused and ignorant: "Where?"
The yellow-haired man bared his teeth evilly, "Law Enforcement Hall."
The elder of the Law Enforcement Hall is from the Mo family.
Huang Mao didn't say this explicitly, but he was quite smart. He sneered and said, "Even if I tell you, a country bumpkin like you wouldn't understand. You just need to know that if I want to, I can not only drive you out of Fengzhou Ferry today, but also expel you from Jiuqu Shuozhou, and no one will dare to say anything."
Zhu Jiu smiled.
Huangmao was so excited that he didn't notice the unusual silence around him, nor did he notice the strange expressions of these people.
Until a chilling voice sounded in the silence.
"Is it."
Huangmao's expression was as if he was struck by lightning.
Because the voice was exactly that of his master's lifelong enemy - Bu Jinglian. He could easily guess how the other party would use this as an excuse to make trouble.
Huangmao felt disappointed when he thought about the previous Huangmao seniors who were laid off and beaten to death because of the fight with demons.
When he saw Zhu Jiu's raised mouth corners in a dizzy state, he regretted it very much. He should have known not to be so arrogant.
The yellow-haired boy and his leg hair were dragged away, and the first chapter they appeared in ended as regrettably as a dead fish. This might be the fate of stupid cannon fodder.
How Bu Jinglian took the opportunity to target Mo Rangchen was unknown. In the midst of silence, she glanced at Zhu Jiu and said, "I recognize you."
That's right, she became famous since yesterday, and everyone here knows her.
Bu Jinglian said, "Half a quarter of an hour ago, you stole eight of my buns when you passed by the restaurant. Seven were filled with meat and one was filled with vegetarian."
The buns are quite big.
"You eat eight in one meal, you are a pig."
Everyone: "..."
Zhu Jiu: “…”
Um, I only remembered to eat and forgot to say hello to Bu Jinglian.
Isn't this embarrassing?
Xingjun couldn't bear to look at it and covered his face. He couldn't bear to look at it. "Well, there's a lot of homework. I'll leave first!"
Zhu Jiu: “…”
Some people are destined to share happiness and separate when times are tough.
The people around looked at Zhu Jiu in shock. This girl had an honest and self-deprecating temperament, but no one expected her to steal!
People can't be seen.
The upstart laughed out loud, and she looked as if she had suddenly realized something. "I finally know why you were thrown out last night. Could it be that you stole something?"
Bu Jinglian crossed her arms and said, "Should I pay the spirit stone?"
Zhu Jiu sighed and started to take out spirit stones.
But a cold and clear voice came from outside the crowd, "How much? I'll pay."
Everyone looked back.
The silver-haired young man stood with his hands hanging down, with a cold and elegant look, icy skin and bones, and dressed in white, looking like alluring snow.
The beauty is independent and detached from the world, and ascends to heaven.
He stood there, on a different level from everyone else.
Everyone was stunned.
The demon cultivator in Jiuqu Shuozhou gradually had starry eyes: He looks like the moon, I like him so much!
But...why should I help that ordinary woman?
Bu Jinglian said coldly: "Ten thousand high-grade spirit stones."
This is nonsense. Eighty thousand buns are not worth that much.
Yue Shangxian didn't even frown and threw a storage bag casually.
Bu Jinglian took a look and was surprised to find that it was really ten thousand.
God knows she was just suspicious of his meddling, so she made a malicious offer.
After the payment and goods were settled, Bu Jinglian looked at Zhu Jiu deeply.
Bu Jinglian was followed by many disciples of the Demonic Sect. Normally when they were in the sect, they said that they didn't take the waxing moon seriously. However, every time they saw the real person, they instantly became true fans as if they were taking drugs.
They followed the waxing moon closely like a group of little tails, their eyes almost glued to him.
The junior fellow who was closest to him said indignantly: "Big Brother, how can you spend money on such a person!"
He glared at Zhu Jiu with disgust.
"You look ordinary, and your hands and feet are dirty. You feel like a low-quality monk who farts, burps, and picks his nose in private. How can such a piece of mud be worthy of a moon in the sky like you!"
The surrounding demon cultivators all said at once: "That's right, you should stay above others and never have anything to do with her!"
The upstart praised Moon in a graceful and elegant manner, "Chief Moon is such a helpful and kind person."
As soon as she spoke, everyone's attention was drawn to her. She really looks like Zhen Youqian.
The nouveau riche felt the gazes from all around him and his smile deepened; the waxing moon would indeed stop at a dress that resembled that of an ex-lover.
At this time, Zhu Jiu seemed to have been frightened by the sounds of condemnation around him, and his legs seemed to have gone limp, and he was about to fall.
Everyone sneered in disdain, calling him an incompetent coward.
However, Yue Shangqian's expression suddenly changed, and he took two steps at a time and walked over.
The upstart stood in front of Zhu Jiu, thinking that the waxing moon was eclipsed by her.
At that moment, she had already imagined herself becoming a substitute for Zhen Youqian, and finally completely occupying Yue Shangxian's heart, becoming the sect master's companion, reaching the pinnacle of life and commanding the free and unrestrained life of the Tianmo Sect.
She even smiled charmingly.
But a cool breeze blew on her face, Xuexiang passed by, and Yue Shangxian didn't even look at her.