After awakening, the female supporting character in the abused novel only wants to ascend to immorta

Chapter 217 Blood Phoenix Devours the Body

The night passed quietly, and Lin Zhao and Yun Zhong did not choose to go to any of the Soul Inns, but instead rested on the spot.

The reason was simple: after Lin Zhao found out the price of the Divine Soul Inn, he knew that the money he earned would also be used for expenses, so he chose to spend the night at the rest area.

Her spirit of preferring to suffer hardship herself rather than financially burdened prompted Yun Chong to ask, "Did you have a very difficult childhood? I didn't realize you were so poor."

Lin Zhao sensed the power within his body and knew that Yun Chong's soul must have left his original form when he asked that question, so he no longer felt the tension he had felt before.

She lay back in her seat, her eyes half-closed: "Spend where you should, save where you should. Although money isn't something you can save, I can't just spend it on anything. In our current mental state, hotels won't make us comfortable or offer any other benefits, so why go there?"

Yun Chong: "Didn't I remind you that there's an array inside the Soul Inn that's beneficial for nurturing the soul?"

Lin Zhao: "?!" He'd miscalculated.

However, at this point, Lin Zhao was too lazy to go to the inn. He waited until dawn in the Divine Soul World before obtaining his competition schedule.
"Our opponent in the eighth match is someone named Lan Die." Lin Zhao asked Yun Zhong, "Is this Lan Die some kind of famous person?"

Before Yun Zhong could answer her, the others in the rest area with Lin Zhao couldn't help but turn to look at her.

"You're Zhao Ling'er, the one who could take on seven opponents and still have energy left yesterday? They actually arranged for Lan Die to be your opponent in the eighth match."

Because Lin Zhao's fight yesterday was so effortless, she knocked her opponent off the stage in just a few moves. As a result, Zhao Ling'er, who was not well-known before, caught the attention of the audience who came because of Ji Wantang and unexpectedly gained a lot of fans.

The man excitedly told Lin Zhao, "Blue Butterfly is usually the defender of the ninth level of the fusion stage. It seems that the arena has increased in intensity this time."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhao thanked the man and then sat down in silence.

Yun Chong thought that she had finally realized the severity of the situation and her arrogance yesterday. He thought to himself that she was just a young girl after all, and it was inevitable that she would be proud and arrogant at a young age. It was great that she could correct her mistakes. He couldn't bear to see Lin Zhao so downcast, so he comforted her.

"You don't need to blame yourself or worry too much. With your strength, you may still have a chance of winning."

Lin Zhao raised her head and gave him a strange look: "What I really want to ask is, since she is usually the defender of the ninth level arena, can I get the prize money for the ninth level arena if I beat the eighth level arena?"

Yun Zhong: "..."

After stammering for a long time, he finally managed to squeeze out two words: "No!"

Lin Zhao sighed and activated the guardian's gate on the ninth level of the arena.

What came into view was a long-haired boy with a bewitching red flower between his brows. His exceptionally handsome appearance made Lin Zhao take a second look. She pronounced the boy's name: "Ji Qin".

Ji Qin. Upon hearing these two words, Yun Zhong covered his face: "As expected, you brought him here."

Lin Zhao recalled Yun Chong's earlier words: "Is he the youngest son of some venerable one?"

Yun Chong sighed deeply, glanced at Lin Zhao, and said with a tone of utter despair, "The youngest son of Venerable Honglian, the child who will inherit the Venerable's mantle in the future, his first spiritual energy vortex had 350 streams of spiritual energy, and now he has three spiritual energy vortexes. He is in the early stage of fusion and is about to move to the middle stage of fusion. And you've been given such an opponent..."

The three spiritual energy vortexes are only in the early stage of fusion, but this strength... truly befits someone who will inherit the mantle of the Venerable.

If a spiritual energy vortex consists of 350 streams of spiritual energy, then Ji Qin has 1050 streams.

It was much taller than himself...

Lin Zhao sensed his current foundation, which was about 850 spiritual streams, while the other party had a full 200 more spiritual streams than him.

This difference is almost equivalent to two spiritual energy vortexes in a normal fusion stage.

Lin Zhao narrowed her eyes and smiled slightly. Compared to Yun Zhong's alarmed expression, she, the person involved, was quite calm: "We can give it a try." Yun Zhong shook his head with a headache but said nothing more.

There's no point in saying anything more now; we can only trust Lin Zhao.

As the battles on the stage flashed by, Lin Zhao did not continue cultivating, but instead focused all her attention on the battle taking place on the eighth-level arena.

— Ji Wantang's battle with another Nascent Soul cultivator at the Great Perfection stage.

For battles that attract more than a thousand viewers, the arena will send someone to provide commentary. This is one of the reasons why, among so many arenas in the Divine Soul World, this particular arena has been able to grow and expand.

The passionate and engaging commentary can indeed attract the attention of many viewers who are unfamiliar with this level of combat.

However, Ji Wantang's battle was very simple, almost needing no explanation, it was a complete crushing defeat.

Without using any spiritual techniques or artifacts, she raised her hand and pointed a single finger into the void. A blood-red phoenix phantom instantly formed before her fingertip. The phoenix phantom's bright red, almost viscous eyes flashed with frenzied bloodlust, and with a flap of its wings, it flew towards the Nascent Soul Grand Perfection cultivator opposite it.

This attack was simply a manifestation of spiritual energy, without any fancy techniques.

However, this simple attack was met with great alarm from the opponent, who not only summoned a defensive artifact to defend himself but also unhesitatingly used a defensive spirit skill to protect himself.

Despite these layers of protection, the crimson phoenix still nimbly passed through the opponent's attack.

"wrong……"

As everyone cheered for Ji Wantang's simple and direct victory, Lin Zhao shook his head: "How could this be just an attack?"

Although his cultivation level had not reached that level, Lin Zhao could sense that the spiritual energy contained within this materialized form was not simply a matter of attack.

As expected, as soon as Lin Zhao finished speaking, Ji Wantang's opponent let out a scream.

Amidst the shocked and horrified gazes of some, Ji Wantang's crimson phoenix pierced through the body of this Nascent Soul cultivator at the Great Perfection stage.

How powerful is the body of a Nascent Soul cultivator at the Great Perfection stage? Even if they crash into a mountain and shatter it, the cultivator won't lose a single hair.

If someone had told them before that such cultivators could be injured by spiritual energy manifested in physical form, they would have laughed it off.

However, what appeared in their field of vision was no longer just a simple case of being injured.

Before the referee could provide any assistance, the Nascent Soul Grand Perfection cultivator had his blood drained by the Blood Phoenix, turning him into a withered corpse. A streak of light leaped rapidly downwards from the arena.

—The cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage escaped in his Nascent Soul state.

"Trying to run?" Ji Wantang sneered, pointing in the direction the other party had fled, about to command the Crimson Phoenix to attack.

Fortunately, at this moment, the referee at the Nascent Soul stage finally arrived and intercepted the blood-red phoenix.

Even with his late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, he still had to use seven-tenths of his strength to withstand Ji Wantang's spiritual energy transformation, and his gaze towards Ji Wantang became increasingly wary.

"On the stage, only competition is allowed; no one should be killed!" The referee said, bracing himself against Ji Wantang's cold gaze.

Ji Wantang scoffed, "Only the weak need to rely on the protection of these rules."

With a flick of her sleeve, she looked defiantly at the waiting area for those at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, her eyes filled with disdain and arrogance: "Who will fight me in the next round?"