Chapter 86: Where is the luck?

  Looking at those new disciples, boys and girls, each with a gaze of admiration yet fear. Lei Dong secretly sighed in his heart, probably for the rest of their lives, they would not forget this shocking and bloody battle. Thinking back to himself ten years ago, he was also in such an environment, witnessing those cruel and bloody battles. Time really flies by quickly. Today, it can be said that he taught these young ones a lesson through his actions. From this, it can be seen that the tradition of the Yin Xie Sect is still worth promoting.

  With the help of Zuo Chao and Ding Yuanyan, he quickly returned to his temporary residence. Although Lao Zu told him to return to Wan Gui Ku to recover from his injuries, Lei Dong knew that now was only the beginning of the thirteen strong, and if his luck wasn't good, a single Zhu Ji Dan would be enough to say goodbye to himself. In any case, he had to fight another battle before leaving. His divine soul and meridians were severely damaged, but now that a twelve-level ghost soldier had been exposed, as long as his luck wasn't too bad and he didn't encounter the Yin Shuang twins, he could still manage with just three ghost soldiers.

  As a result, Leidong had the heart to continue participating in the competition. However, time was running out, so he sat down cross-legged immediately. He opened the jade bottle that Laozu had thrown over and found that there was a crystal-clear, cold-light-emitting, fragrant pill inside. Just by looking at the shape of this pill, Leidong knew that its value was not ordinary. It seemed that Laozu did have some good intentions towards him after all.

  No more hesitation, Lei Dong threw the pellet into his mouth. The pellet dissolved instantly, a refreshing sensation that made him feel drunk and dizzy. Lei Dong's depressed soul seemed to be refreshed at once, feeling comfortable and relaxed. This pellet was indeed extraordinary, immediately dissolving with saliva and swallowed down. As soon as the pellet dissolved, it quickly spread through the meridians, transmitting the cool and comfortable feeling throughout his body, extending all the way to the top of his head.

  Lei Dong immediately held his breath, concentrated his mind, and operated the medicine to bring out its maximum effect. In just half an hour, his eyes opened slightly, and he saw a glimmer of vitality. This medicine was indeed as effective as Wan Gui had said, having a remarkable effect on injuries to the spiritual soul. In just half an hour, it had already healed about 70-80% of the wound. However, from now on, it would likely take time to recover. It was unrealistic to expect one pill to completely heal the injury to his spiritual soul.

  But in this short half-hour period, the pain of the meridians was also cured to some extent. Such a miraculous medicine is probably not cheap.

  Taking advantage of the remaining time, Leidong swallowed a few more of his own treasured healing pills. He continued to meditate and focus his mind, dissolving the medicinal properties. When he opened his eyes again, there were already disciples outside calling out that the next round of drawing lots had begun. Leidong briefly checked his body, spirit, meridians, and some external injuries. After this initial treatment, they had all stabilized somewhat. As long as he didn't overexert himself, he could still barely cope with going on.

  As for the claw at his chest, it didn't penetrate too deeply. At that time, Lei Dong was also half-calculating and half-gambling, knowing that if he continued to entangle, he would definitely end up dead on the arena. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and lure Baili Yun into making a move. Relying on the high-quality inner armor attached to his body, he blocked the last bit of strength from that claw. Then, relying on the Ghostly Evasion Technique, he launched a sneak attack with the Ghostly Strike, heavily injuring him. Only then did he risk his life to activate the Destruction Wheel, cutting off his arm.

  Any step, perhaps, can be omitted. However, Lei Dong did not dare to do so, for he only had one life and one chance to destroy the Law Wheel. If he missed this opportunity and was blocked by Baili Yun again, then he would truly be finished. Moreover, the summoning of the Youming Ghost Soldier was also carefully considered by Lei Dong before being revealed. However, that Youming Ghost Soldier not only had stealth abilities but also a Phantom Strike, most importantly, it was already at level 12. According to his own cultivation stage, having three mid-grade spirit ghosts at level 10, in this short span of ten years, it would be absolutely impossible for him to cultivate one mid-grade spirit ghost to level 12. Even cultivating it to level 10 would require a long time and a large amount of resources. Otherwise, why would Lei Dong need to use three level 10 spirit ghosts as cover?

  As soon as the ghost emerged from the underworld, according to the old ancestors' intuition and experience, they could naturally judge that it was a top-grade spirit ghost. When Lei Dong summoned it, he had never been able to deceive the old ancestors' thoughts. Of course, other old ancestors thought it was given by Wan Gui Lao Zu. But only Wan Gui Lao Zu knew the truth. In the end, Wan Gui Lao Zu just had some resentment in his heart and did not interrogate Lei Dong on the spot, which was also somewhat unexpected by Lei Dong.

  His footsteps were light and ethereal, yet he walked firmly onto the lottery stage. The eyes of everyone present immediately focused on Leidong. Wan Gui Laozu, who was watching from the stands, raised an eyebrow upon seeing Leidong wanting to participate in the battle, but his heart felt a slight joy.

  "Junior brother, are your injuries all healed? Why did you run here?" Ding Yuanyan quickly walked to his side, asking with a mix of blame and concern.

  "Thank you, Sister, my injury has already healed a bit." Lei Dong replied with a sincere bow, but then smiled again: "I'd like to try my luck at drawing lots. With thirteen people paired up for the duel, one person will definitely be left out. If I'm extremely lucky and get to skip the fight, how can I give up such a good opportunity?"

  Ding Wanyan was slightly startled, but after thinking about it, she realized that it was indeed possible. The probability of getting a blank space was one in thirteen, after all. If she could advance by relying on this, it would be greatly beneficial to Lei Dong as well. Her expression relaxed slightly, and she smiled sweetly: "Then I'll wish you the best of luck, Brother."

  The draw began soon. One by one, the opponents were decided. Unfortunately, when it was Lei Dong's turn to draw lots, he still didn't get a bye. His opponent turned out to be Tianmo Palace's ill-tempered little girl, Wu Youhan. Her cultivation was at the same level as Bai Lianyun, 11th layer peak. This woman was quite formidable, in the previous round, like Lei Dong himself, she directly knocked out the top seeded disciple and advanced with great difficulty.

  Not wanting to worry Ding Yuanyan, he waited until she left her own arena. After waiting for a moment, Lei Dong took another step and walked onto the Ding number arena.

  That dance was cold, and he had already been waiting on the stage. Originally in a good mood, thinking that being drawn by Lei Dong was a great fortune. After all, Lei Dong was beaten to half death in the previous match, which everyone knew. But it was unexpected that he actually stepped onto the stage step by step.

  "Lei Dong, are you sure you want to fight me?" Wu You Han furrowed her brow and advised, "Considering your injuries, it's better if you just give up." Her previous disdain for Lei Dong's strength had long been thrown out the window. Although he was only at the 8th layer of Qi Refining, he was able to withstand a life-or-death battle and take down Ba Li Yun, who was half-demonized. This was something Wu You Han couldn't do.

  "Thank you for your concern, sister. I just wanted to try it out." Lei Dong said calmly, without a hint of arrogance or humility.

  Wu Youhan was slightly stunned, and only then did he remember that this guy was playing the Ghostly Refining Technique. It was said that there was also a 12th-level high-quality spirit ghost, and his face immediately became somewhat uncomfortable. A 12th-level high-quality ghost soldier was already very difficult for him to deal with, and adding two not weak 10th-level ghost soldiers, the Myriad Ghost Banner... Thinking about it, Wu Youhan's head started to ache. Why should he be the one to concede defeat?

  Jian De's face was gloomy and unpredictable, but Lei Dong couldn't help but smile: "If you think I'm a nuisance, Dance Master, why not just give up?"

  "Fart, does this half-dead stinky brat think I'm afraid of him?" As the second disciple of Tianmo Palace, Xiu Yuhans status was only below Dongfang Xiang. Wherever she went, people would flatter and fawn over her. Her temper was also somewhat arrogant, and she had never suffered any losses, so when Lei Dong's words stimulated her, she lost control of her emotions and shouted: "Judge, hurry up and start, what are you waiting for? I'm going to teach this arrogant little brat a lesson!"

  That Foundation Establishment stage judge was secretly scolding this little Refining Qi stage cultivator for being too arrogant, even daring to reprimand him. But thinking of her origin from the Heavenly Demon Palace, and remembering that extremely terrifying existence in the Heavenly Demon Palace, the Foundation Establishment stage judge could only swallow his grievances. He announced the start of the duel between the two.

  Taking advantage of the fact that Yu Youhan was still immersed in the pleasure of wearing soft referee clothes during the foundation period, Leidong suddenly made a move, continuously summoning, and two level 10 ghost soldiers appeared one after another, making a fierce howl, baring their teeth and claws to attack Yu Youhan.

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