Chapter Thirty-Two: The Grand Gift

  I hope you can also give Lao Yue a big gift, hehe.

  Gu Zhan walked out of the wine house, his face suddenly darkening. He looked at the fat man beside him who was gritting his teeth in pain and said coldly: "To be able to knock you down with one punch and break your arm, you must have condensed at least five drops of essence! Tsk tsk, such a person, I haven't even heard of before. You're hiding really deep!"

  The fat man beside him had a gloomy face, with murderous intent shooting out of his eyes, gritting his teeth and saying: "Young master, I'll immediately send someone to investigate his background, we must find out the ancestry of this little brat for three generations!"

  A fierce glint shot out from Gu Zheng's eyes, and he coldly shouted: "Investigate? Can you investigate it out? Now that there are at least a million people in Huolong City, can you investigate it out? Even if you investigated it out, what then? Do you dare to make a move in Huolong City? Hmph, something that can't even accomplish anything but instead causes trouble, the Huolong Great Competition is about to begin soon, don't stir up more trouble!"

  This fatty hastily lowered his head, not daring to show the slightest disobedience. He was just a son of a prefectural lord, and his status was vastly different from that of Gu Zhong.

  Gu Zhong looked up at the wine tower, a hint of unusual color flashing in his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that you are also going to participate in the Hu Long competition. If we meet on the arena, humph, you will definitely die!"

  Immediately, Gu Zheng and others all turned around and left, leaving behind only pedestrians who were constantly discussing and gossiping.

  On the second floor of the wine building, there were only Yang Yi and Liu Yun siblings in the empty space.

  Liu Yun clasped his fists and said: "Brother Yang, if it weren't for your help this time, I'm afraid Liu Yun would have lost face!"

  Liu Yun was also well aware that the other party was the young master of the cave, with immense wealth and great strength. If Yang Yi hadn't stepped forward, the siblings would have been in a hopeless situation.

  Yang Yi smiled and shook his head slightly: "It's just a small effort, not worth mentioning!"

  Liu Jing frowned and had a somewhat strange expression on her face, as if she wanted to say something but didn't dare.

  Liu Yun's mind moved slightly, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Brother Yang, my sister is straightforward and outspoken. Her attitude towards you those few days was not very good, I hope Brother Yang won't take it to heart!"

  Liu Jing also seemed to have made up her mind, suddenly stood up and said to Yang Yi: "Yang Yi, it was my fault the other day, I hope you don't mind!"

  Yang Yi slightly shook his head, to be honest, he really hadn't put Liu Jing's matter in his heart.

  Three people drank for three hours. A flash of light flickered in Liu Yun's eyes, and he asked in a low voice: "Brother Yang, you're here to participate in the Huálóng Competition this time, right?"

  Liu Yun had previously thought that Yang Yi was just like them, coming to watch the Huolong Competition, but now seeing Yang Yi's incredible strength and generous moves, he was probably not here to watch, but to participate in the Huolong Competition.

  Yang Yi smiled slightly, then took out a token from his spatial ring and placed it on the table. He nodded and said, "Not bad, I was indeed heading to the Huálóng Grand Prix. However, I'm not very clear about the Huálóng Grand Prix myself, so I wanted to come out and ask around. Who would have thought that I'd run into Brother Liu?"

  Liu Yun's eyes were fixed on the token on the table, with a hint of excitement in his voice: "So this is the Huálóng Token? Tsk tsk, I've never seen it up close like this before. The Huálóng Token is extremely rare, especially with the Huálóng Tournament approaching, it's even harder to come by. Even if you had countless Blood Crystals, you still couldn't buy one. Brother Yang being able to obtain this token is truly a stroke of luck. With your skills, participating in the Huálóng Tournament this time, I'm afraid you'll have a chance to enter the top 1000. By then, you'll truly be flying high and soaring to great heights."

  After carefully looking at the Huálóng Lìng for a while, Liú Yún sighed: "This small piece of Huálóng Lìng doesn't know how many people will die because of it. Even if you're lucky enough to get the Huálóng Lìng, after participating in the Huálóng Dàsài, only one out of ten will survive. The Huálóng Dàsài is extremely cruel - it's either you die or I live. The Huálóng Gōng selects talented disciples through slaughter, and every cultivator who enters the top 1,000 has blood on their hands."

  "Slaughter?"

  Yang furrowed his brow, listening to Liu Yun's serious tone, somewhat perplexed.

  Liu Yun nodded and his expression became even more solemn.

  "Yang brothers may not know, this Huā Lóng competition generally starts, will be divided into ten areas, within these ten areas, there will be tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of local talented monks coming, and staying inside for a month. In this one month, mutual slaughter, until after a month, all those who rank in the top hundred in killing, can advance, directly becoming a formal disciple of Huā Lóng Palace. So during the competition period, any means can be used, it's either you die or I live, think about it, even if inside it's more fierce than ordinary people, there may be simultaneous attacks from several to dozens of people, and thus fall, except for those absolutely powerful existences, who can guarantee they won't die? Can smoothly emerge?"

  Liu Yun seems to be extremely familiar with the situation of this Dragon Transformation Competition.

  Yang Yi had not expected the Huálóng Grand Competition to be so cruel, with mutual slaughter, and tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of cultivators in one district. To kill his way into the top hundred, he would have to kill thousands or even tens of thousands of people. Such a terrifying massacre, even if Yang Yi had killed all the people he had ever killed before, it was probably not even a hundred, let alone tens of thousands.

  "It's indeed cruel, but only those with unyielding determination, ingenious methods, and exceptional talent can stand out. Only such individuals have the possibility of transformation. In this Dragon Palace, only masters of transformation are truly valued and represent the pinnacle of power within." Liu Yun's eyes sparkled as he spoke, enlightening Yang Yi to more information about the Dragon Transformation Grand Prix.

  Yang Yi's expression changed, he wasn't afraid of killing, and the rules of the Dragon Transformation Competition were actually somewhat to his liking. Those who could participate in the Dragon Transformation Competition were all geniuses with strong powers, their blood was incredibly powerful, which could allow Yang Yi to rapidly accumulate bloodline power, and even possibly condense the sixth or seventh drop of essence blood.

  Moreover, it is only in the Dragon Transformation Competition that there is such an opportunity for unscrupulous slaughter, otherwise, where can you find tens of thousands to hundreds of millions of condensed blood fourfold masters in normal times.

  Liu Yun revealed all the details of the Huálóng competition, and Yang Yi's mind kept turning with thoughts, immediately understanding that this Liu Yun brother and sister were definitely not as simple as they seemed on the surface.

  Liu Yun hung his head, his face flushed bright red, glanced at Yang Yi and said in a low voice: "This is my second time coming to Huā Lóng City, the first time was when I followed my father here. At that time, my father was one of the participants in the Huā Lóng Grand Prix, but after he went in, he never came out again..."

  Liu Jing's eyes were also slightly red, these two people are truly emotional, not pretending.

  Yang was silent for a moment. It turned out that Liu Yun's brother and sister's father had been killed while participating in the Huálóng Grand Prix, no wonder they were so familiar with it.

  "Yang brothers, you go to participate in the Huā Lóng competition, we two will definitely go to cheer for you, haha, with Yang brother's skills, as long as there is no accident, I believe that entering the top 1000 and into the Huā Lóng Palace should be no problem." Liu Yun said loudly, sweeping away his previous gloomy mood.

  Yang nodded slightly, reached into the spatial ring and took out 100,000 blood crystals. His body flashed and he floated down to the floor below. His voice came from a distance, entering Liu Yun's siblings' ears: "Since we can meet again, it is fate. These 100,000 blood crystals are Yang's token of goodwill. Brother Liu, let us part ways for now..."

  Liu Yun stared blankly at the 100,000 blood crystals. This was no small sum. If he could gain some insight, the elixirs he had purchased would be enough to help him break through his current realm and become a master of the fifth rank of Blood Condensation. What a wonderful gift!