Chapter 38: Entering Slaughter City, Living in Seclusion to Temper the Heart, Killing to Prove the Dao

Zhexian glanced at her indifferently, his tone remaining calm.

"Silver Dragon King, why continue the charade?"

Upon hearing this, a flash of surprise crossed Guyuena's eyes, but she quickly returned to composure. She smiled faintly, her silvery-white long hair swaying gently in the breeze, as if silver radiance shed by moonlight.

"You really cannot be deceived." Her voice remained soft, yet carried a hint of faint majesty, "I did not expect even my identity could be seen through at a glance."

Zhexian's expression was indifferent, his gaze as calm as water: "Although the Silver Dragon King's aura is well-hidden, it is not difficult for me to detect. You came to Tiandou Royal Academy, I presume, to find me?"

Guyuena chuckled, a flash of cunning in her eyes: "You are right, I did come here with that purpose. However, that does not hinder my interest in the human world."

Zhexian nodded slightly, his tone still calm: "As far as I know, the hatred between Soul Beasts and humans has persisted for tens of thousands of years, yet you are still interested in them..."

Guyuena's gaze shifted, seemingly surprised by Zhexian's attitude: "You do not seem to harbor hostility toward Soul Beasts like other humans do."

Zhexian smiled faintly: "All things in the world possess spirituality; there is no essential difference between Soul Beasts and humans. It is merely for survival, survival of the fittest."

A flash of appreciation crossed Guyuena's eyes: "Your way of thinking is indeed unique. However, among humans, there are likely not many like you."

Zhexian glanced at her, said nothing more, and turned to continue walking forward.

Guyuena followed behind him, her steps light, as if she were an elegant silver fox. Her gaze remained fixed on Zhexian's back, her eyes flickering with complex light.

The two walked in silence until they reached a high platform at the academy.

From here, one could overlook the entire Tiandou Royal Academy, the distant building complex appearing exceptionally magnificent under the reflection of the setting sun.

Zhexian stopped his steps, gazing into the distance, as if contemplating something.

Seeing Zhexian stop and gaze into the distance, seemingly lost in thought, Guyuena asked softly: "What is it?"

Zhexian was silent for a moment, then spoke slowly: "Does the Heavenly Tribulation exist on this continent?"

Upon hearing this, a flash of astonishment crossed Guyuena's eyes, and she immediately laughed: "Heavenly Tribulation? Why would you be interested in the Heavenly Tribulation? That is the power of heaven and earth triggered only when fierce beasts break through; for humans, it is almost fatal."

Hearing this, Zhexian's gaze remained calm, without much emotional change.

"I am returning now."

Having said that, Zhexian walked toward the distance, leaving Guyuena alone and speechless.

The next day, after bidding farewell to the three Committee Members, Zhexian departed.

As for the others in the Imperial Fighting Team, they did not know where Zhexian had gone.

Slaughter City

It is the most brutal place on the entire continent; its very existence represents slaughter.

Here, no soul skills can be used; soul power is the source of power, and one can only rely on soul power or the initial form of one's martial soul to survive here.

Rumor has it that in Slaughter City, there is a miraculous place called the Hell Arena.

Leaving Slaughter City is almost impossible; first, one must achieve one hundred consecutive victories in the Hell Arena to obtain the qualification to enter the Hell Road, and then one must pass the trial of the Hell Road to walk out of the Hell Road and out of Slaughter City.

Not to mention how many crises one must face to pass the Hell Road, just the one hundred consecutive victories in the Hell Arena are enough to make people shrink back. The Hell Arena requires ten people to open each time; private fighting is prohibited outside the arena, and there are no rules inside; the one who stands until the end is the victor.

At this moment, at the entrance of Slaughter City.

Zhexian, in a white robe, stood before the massive black stone gate, his gaze cold and profound. He looked up at the stone gate carved with ancient runes, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly to reveal a faint smile.

"Slaughter City... finally arrived."

His voice was low and calm, as if talking to himself, and as if declaring something to this world.

The stone gate opened slowly, and a cold aura rushed toward him; the air was filled with a heavy smell of blood. Zhexian did not hesitate in the slightest and stepped inside.

The moment he entered Slaughter City, Zhexian felt a powerful suppressive force; the trace of soul power in his body was completely sealed and could not be deployed.

However, he did not panic at all; instead, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Soul power cannot be used... just as I intended."

He muttered in a low voice, his tone carrying a hint of faint fanaticism.

Inside Slaughter City is a city. The sky is gloomy, as if stained by blood; the surroundings are silent, with only the occasional shouts and footsteps indicating that countless dangers are hidden here.

Zhexian walked slowly in front of the city gate, his cold gaze scanning the surroundings. His steps were light and steady, as composed as if he were strolling in his own backyard.

Suddenly, a black shadow lunged from the side, moving extremely fast and carrying sharp killing intent.

A cold light flashed in Zhexian's eyes, his body shifted slightly, and his right hand reached out like lightning, precisely grabbing the black shadow's throat.

"Crack—"

With a crisp sound, the black shadow's neck was instantly snapped, and the corpse fell powerlessly to the ground.

Zhexian looked down at the corpse, his tone indifferent: "Ant."

Suddenly, a Shinu in black walked over, and seeing the corpse of the Enforcement Team lying on the ground, her eyes trembled slightly.

Then she said: "My lord, welcome to Slaughter City!"

The Shinu bowed slightly, the ample mountains on her chest heaving.

Zhexian's expression was calm, holding his Jade Flute, he walked straight past the Shinu and entered the inner city of Slaughter City.

Although the Shinu was dissatisfied, she dared not speak, only following closely behind Zhexian.

After entering the city.

In the streets and alleys of the city, miserable screams were heard from time to time, and weak women were being humiliated in public.

The entire city was filled with evil and filth.

Soul Masters hidden in the surroundings licked their lips, watching Zhexian with great interest.

"Another newcomer."

"Looks like a fledgling too, haha!"

"Must say, this kid is quite handsome..."

"Slurp~"

"Is this Slaughter City?"

The gazes those people directed at him were as if they were looking at prey, and the corners of some people's mouths hung with lewd smiles.

"Yes, my lord, but rest assured, within 24 hours by my side, no one will dare to attack you."

That Shinu said respectfully.

Zhexian did not speak, only quietly placing the Jade Flute to his lips and playing it softly.

The melodious sound of the flute echoed through the streets of Slaughter City, as if a clear spring were being poured into this filthy land.

The flute music was graceful and long, carrying a trace of faint sorrow, yet it contained endless killing intent.

Those Soul Masters who had originally been eyeing him covetously stopped in their tracks one after another upon hearing this flute music.

Their eyes gradually became unfocused, as if they had fallen into some kind of illusion.

PS: Living in seclusion to temper the heart, killing to verify the Dao! This is the true Zhexian! (Seeking collections, recommendation votes, and monthly tickets!)

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