Yan Yue thought that now that she had reached the Foundation Establishment stage, it was time to go out and consolidate her cultivation. She also needed to practice the moves she had learned a few days ago.
But before that, she still had one more thing to do, the Tuantuan Recovery Pill!
Opening the door and seeing Morin standing at the door, Yan Yue stretched out her hand and a small money bag flew into Morin's arms. Facing Morin's puzzled gaze, Yan Yue said, "Here are 100 middle grade spirit stones, plus the ones you have, it's enough to buy a Recovery Pill. Tonight in the inner city, the Piaomiao Pavilion's auction will be auctioning medicinal pills. You must complete this task this time. I have something to do these days, you can do whatever you want, but you can't leave this Guang Ming Town."
Hearing Yan Yue's formal order, Morin also became serious, bowed his head and replied, "Yes, My Lord, Morin will not disappoint you and complete the task."
Yan Yue nodded, took the Tuantuan, put it into the contracted pet space, turned around and strolled away.
Morin also put Little Mo into the contracted pet space, put the money bag given by Yan Yue into the storage bag, and went directly to the Piaomiao Pavilion in the inner city without delay.
Although it was not yet night and the auction had not yet begun, it was still crowded like a market.
On the shelves were various rare medicinal pills, talismans?
Magic tools, spiritual treasures, treasured clothes, formation beads …
The reception staff were also busy with the Tuantuan and did not serve every guest.
But most people did not care much, the auction was a special day, everyone could understand.
Morin had spirit stones in his pocket, but he did not dare to sell things, although he had taken a fancy to many things.
Apart from Yan Yue's spirit stones, he also had some spare money in his hands, but without Yan Yue's order, he did not dare to sell things. Although His Lord did not care about these small things, he had already sealed himself.
As the sun gradually set, the town became more and more lively. At this time, Yan Yue had already left the outer city and entered the inner city.
Although outsiders were not allowed to stay in the inner city as they wished, there was one place that was an exception, and that was the arena that was open all day long, the home of Vietnam War!
Yan Yue bought a black, tight-fitting robe. The inner part of the robe was tight-fitting. It was very elastic and would not affect the flexibility of the body. The outer part of the robe was black gauze and satin. A black belt was tied around the waist. It made Yan Yue, who was not very tall, look a little taller. She did not look like a teenager. Instead, she looked like an 18 or 19-year-old teenager.
Yan Yue was very satisfied with the changes brought by the clothes. She had lived on Earth for twenty years, and in addition to the five or six years here, she was already in her twenties. She really didn't like being treated like a child.
Although the aura in his body was very vigorous, it was somewhat unstable. Because he had broken through the Qi Condensation stage and entered the Foundation Establishment stage, the spiritual energy in his body had not yet stabilized.
This time, she came out to stabilize her cultivation and improve her combat effectiveness.
And the best way was to do actual combat training. Yan Yue turned her eyes to the inner city, the arena!
After wandering around the arena for three days, Yan Yue officially registered her name and was ready to fight.
In these three days, Yan Yue was not simply playing. Her combat experience was too lacking. Therefore, in these three days, she was watching other people's fights from the side to enrich her vision. Although she did not personally experience it, she learned a lot.
If you wanted to fight on the arena, you had to pay spirit stones. If you won, you could also get some spirit stones. However, these were not the most attractive things for cultivators. What attracted cultivators was the glory of victory, the sonorous hot blood, and the precious combat experience. There was no doubt about this.
Of course, very few people would report their real name. This name was just a code and was insignificant.
Yan Yue also reported her name: Bright Moon!
At this time, her face was still wearing that jade-colored mask. As long as they did not touch Yan Yue's body, outsiders would not be able to see her appearance.
Of course, people who were much stronger than her were excluded.
She slowly walked down the arena. At this time, the fight on the arena was coming to an end.
Sure enough, not long after, one side fell down the arena. The surrounding audience was so shocked that they immediately retreated.
The winner had a big smile on his face. His eyes were full of disdain as he looked at the person below the arena.
When that person walked down, a waiter immediately went up to clean up the arena.
Yan Yue gathered her clothes and slowly walked to the side of the stage. It was her turn to go on the arena.
The corner of her mouth hooked up into a faint smile. Her heart was slightly warm. She had not fought for a long time. Her hands were indeed itching.
She quietly stood on the arena, waiting for her opponent to come up. Yan Yue lightly closed her eyes and circulated the spiritual energy in her body. She was constantly imagining the fighting scene in her mind, so that she could be in a fighting state at any time.
Endurance was very important, but the decisive opening could not be ignored.
Here it comes!
Yan Yue's opponent was a woman. She was very tall, had a dark complexion, and had a heroic appearance. She was also dressed in black and was at the peak of the early stage of the Foundation Building realm.
Although Yan Yue had just entered the Foundation Building realm, she did not let down her guard. She was still very cautious and took her opponent seriously. This was the basic respect. From this point alone, Yan Yue was very optimistic about this woman.
Her spiritual energy was already in a state of readiness. After the whistle sounded, eighteen translucent Qi blades appeared behind Yan Yue. Don't underestimate these blades formed from condensed Qi. It would not be an exaggeration to say that their sharpness could cut through a strand of hair.
The audience below the arena sighed. Was this a fight between early stage Foundation Building cultivators?
She was so fierce right from the start. Did she still want to compete?!
She condensed Qi into blades with her bare hands, and there were even eighteen of them. Generally, early stage Foundation Building cultivators would only be able to condense around ten blades at most!
Wasn't this a little too powerful?
Yan Yue did not have the spare energy to care about the audience below the arena. In her eyes, there was only her opponent. No, it should be said that there was only a mass of spiritual energy.
This was Yan Yue's small problem. Once she started fighting, she would throw away all external things. She would not even remember her opponent's appearance afterwards. This was because all of her attention was focused on the invisible and intangible spiritual energy, the things that could be used to attack and defend.
As soon as the eighteen Qi blades appeared, they immediately flew towards the black-clothed woman. They did not stop at all and did not leave a single one behind.
The expression in the woman's eyes became even more cautious. There was no trace of panic.
She didn't put up any defenses. She only held the soft silk in her hand and waved it lightly. The air was slightly distorted, and the wind's original trajectory changed naturally. The air blade was supposed to move with the wind, and this seemingly small wave caused it to deviate from its original trajectory. It brushed past her, and gradually melted into the air, disappearing without a trace.
In this short span of a dozen breaths, the two of them exchanged a move. However, this caused the audience to cheer loudly.
Yan Yue slightly spread out her hands and set up a protective barrier around her body. Then, she raised her hand and a wisp of flame jumped out from her fingertips.
At this moment, the woman also held the soft silk in her hand and attacked Yan Yue. Just as she was about to reach Yan Yue, the originally small wisp of flame instantly turned into a huge fire that filled the sky. The woman was startled and immediately erected a spiritual energy shield in front of her. Then, she flew back a dozen or so meters.
The flames that filled the sky gradually became smaller. It wasn't that their power was decreasing, but that they were gradually condensing. Slowly, the flames condensed into a whip of fire. Although there was no contact, just looking at it made one feel terrified.
At the bottom of the whip, it gradually condensed into the shape of a handle. Yan Yue placed her hand on it. With a wave, another sea of flames spread towards the woman. The ground was scorching hot.
The woman in black jumped several meters into the air with the help of the ground. However, the flames below her still didn't stop.
The moment the woman jumped, Yan Yue had already spread the whip of fire on the ground and poured spiritual energy into it to increase its power. The entire stage, including the place where Yan Yue was standing, turned into a sea of flames. This was created by Yan Yue's own spiritual energy, so it naturally couldn't hurt her. However, the audience nearby suffered a tragedy. Their faces were burning red.
Without a place to stand, the woman in black had no choice but to add ice walls to her legs. Originally, she thought that with her cultivation level at the peak of the Foundation Building realm, even if the ice walls couldn't cover the sea of flames, she would definitely have no problem protecting herself.
However, it was clear that she still underestimated Yan Yue. The raging flames burned the ice walls, and they gradually showed signs of melting.
From the beginning, Yan Yue went all out, leaving no room for leeway. However, the woman in black held back a little, probing more. Although Yan Yue's cultivation level was a little lower, she still had the upper hand.
Seeing Yan Yue's serious energy, the woman also became energetic. She rolled up her sleeves and clasped her hands together. A ball of extremely cold Qi condensed in the hollow of her palms, and it seemed to be getting bigger and bigger. However, before she could use her power, the sea of flames on the ground had already disappeared. When she was ready to see clearly, she only saw hundreds of wind blades shooting towards her without any pattern.
The strong light of the flames would disturb her vision. After the flames disappeared, she would also be temporarily blinded. Yan Yue took advantage of this and launched another attack at her.
She could only give up on condensing the cold Qi in her hands and hurriedly opened her spiritual energy barrier. Although her movements were very fast, there were still two wind blades that injured her.
If it was just an ordinary wind blade, it would at most leave a small wound and a little blood. However, Yan Yue did not like this kind of non-offensive magic. Her wind blades were mixed with metal needles. After being injured, if it was not immediately expelled, her metal needles would pierce thousands of holes in the meridians in the body.
After exchanging a few moves, the woman seemed to have noticed that there was something wrong with the injury she had just received. Her face gradually became pale, but she still bit her lips and continued to fight with Yan Yue.
Yan Yue's eyes flashed with a trace of admiration. This woman was not bad, she could also endure.
But I won't sympathize with you because of this. She opened her arms like she was embracing the sea, and all the air on the stage contracted. In an instant, it returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened. However, only the woman knew that the area around the stage had changed from the scope of the entire stage to that of her own body. The contracted air had pushed the metal needles deep into her body. If they were not expelled soon, it would really leave behind future troubles.
This time's competition ended with the woman voluntarily admitting defeat.