Chapter 1878: Alien Battlefield

Lin Xiyao looked at the pills Ye Liuyun had refined and nodded in satisfaction.

She immediately transmitted the alchemical formula in her Sea of Consciousness, as well as her refining techniques, to Ye Liuyun.

She even passed on the process she remembered Lin Luoyi using to refine pills.

Ye Liuyun had no time to examine them closely, but he knew the information was priceless.

Pressed for time, Ye Liuyun couldn't even thank her; he immediately took several hundred million Divine Crystals, placed them into a Storage Ring, and handed it to Lin Xiyao: "Hurry and get me fifth‑grade ingredients! I need them for refining Qi, refining the body, condensing the soul, healing, and the exploding Yuan pills."

"Alright!" Lin Xiyao replied, and without another word sprinted out.

In less than an hour, she returned with all the ingredients for Ye Liuyun.

"That fast?" Ye Liuyun thought she had gone to the Royal City to buy the ingredients.

"These common ingredients are all stocked within our clan; we can purchase them directly, and they're even cheaper than outside prices!" Lin Xiyao explained.

"Ha ha, I see! I thought you were heading to the Royal City for herbs, which is why I urged you to go quickly," Ye Liuyun laughed.

Then he resumed a discussion with Lin Xiyao about pill refining, especially her techniques.

Previously, Ye Liuyun had always believed that a Martial Cultivator of the Fourth Realm could not refine fifth‑grade pills.

"No, it comes down to how finely you control the fire," Lin Xiyao said while releasing flames from her hand, giving Ye Liuyun a detailed demonstration.

Lin Xiyao's fire control was extremely delicate, to the point that Ye Liuyun needed his Golden Pupil to discern the subtle differences.

"Moreover, it also relates to your technique!" Lin Xiyao continued, demonstrating several special methods to Ye Liuyun—using different fingers to regulate flames of varying temperatures.

"So that's it!" Ye Liuyun exclaimed, suddenly enlightened.

His own pill refining had previously been too coarse.

For the rest, he could follow the information Lin Xiyao gave him and gradually comprehend and practice on his own.

"Go back! You've stayed with me too long; your harsh master will be displeased again!" Ye Liuyun urged her to return.

"Alas! It's all my fault!" Lin Xiyao sighed and stood up.

"It's no big deal! Trust me, I will definitely return! You needn't apologize. You taught me a lot! Strictly speaking, I could even call you master!" Ye Liuyun laughed.

Lin Xiyao also chuckled at Ye Liuyun's words: "I wouldn't dare to call you master. I haven't even mastered it myself!"

"Then study hard, and one day you'll surpass your master!" Ye Liuyun encouraged her.

Lin Xiyao chatted happily with Ye Liuyun and temporarily set aside her worries. After returning, she helped Ye Liuyun refine some more pills. The Divine Crystals Ye Liuyun had given her still had a sizable surplus, and he didn't take them back, leaving them all to her.

But when she went the next day to deliver the herbs to Ye Liuyun, the people of the Royal City had just escorted Ye Liuyun and his companions away.

Lin Xiyao was momentarily stunned and despondent: "I hope you return alive!"

On the Flying Boat from the Royal City, several strong Martial Cultivators were stationed. The Lin family's outer‑sect disciples heading to the Alien Battlefield were all crying in a line, looking both nervous and helpless.

Only Ye Liuyun sat quietly on one side, cultivating.

The Flying Boat made a large circuit, picked up many more Martial Cultivators, and then returned to the Royal City, gathering them in a camp and beginning to guard them.

However, this place differed from the Western Region Royal City; fighting was prohibited, and soldiers took turns patrolling.

Ye Liuyun had expected a battle, hoping to gather resources, but that hope also fell through.

Nevertheless, this time his wish was truly fulfilled; he was quickly sent to the Teleportation Array, and through it arrived at the Alien Battlefield.

Awaiting them was a white‑bearded elder of the Seventh Realm.

"Such a high realm?" Ye Liuyun was also a bit surprised.

He opened his Divine Sense and realized this was a great city, housing tens of thousands of Martial Cultivators.

There were taverns, brothels, inns—everything except a merchants' guild. Several Zhan Tai were present, with people battling atop them.

"Welcome to Low-Level Battlefield Base No. 7," the elder said to them. "There are thirteen Low-Level Battlefields in total, each designated by a number. The rules are the same.

Combat is prohibited inside the city; if you wish to fight, go to a Zhan Tai for a fair duel."

"All newcomers must endure a month outside the city and obtain at least three Foreign Tribe Yuan pills before they may stay inside. Outside the city is the Alien Battlefield, where you may slaughter at will."

"The building at the city center is the Exchange Grand Hall, where you can trade Foreign Tribe or Corpse Demon Yuan pills for any resources you desire. Other items can also be exchanged there."

"All resources here are not free; entering the city requires fifty Divine Crystals. Those without Divine Crystals must fend for themselves after exiting!"

"This reminds me of the Five‑Domain Alliance on the Cangyun Continent," Ye Liuyun thought. "It should also be able to convert Foreign Tribe Yuan pills into cultivation resources."

However, this place is quite ordinary, not a Secret Realm, more like an abandoned world. The ambient Qi is thin, and to advance cultivation one must rely on resources.

Ye Liuyun scanned the cultivators inside the city; all were below the Sixth Layer. Yet the city guards and the Exchange Grand Hall's protectors were around the Sixth and Seventh Layers, and there were many of them.

These people were all escorted away from the Teleportation Array, rushing toward the city gates, apparently to be expelled from the city immediately.

Some Martial Cultivators, not yet mentally prepared, appeared extremely nervous.

All along the way, the city's Martial Cultivators watched them and critiqued them.

"These weaklings probably won't survive more than ten days."

"Only about ten percent make it back; what's there to watch…"

Ye Liuyun and his group were given a few brief instructions and then hurriedly thrust onto the battlefield.

Upon leaving the city, some people's legs trembled.

"Clang!"

The heavy city gate slammed shut behind them, startling a few.

Distantly, a Corpse Demon roared.

"Finally arrived at the Alien Battlefield!" Ye Liuyun felt no unfamiliarity at all.

The evil aura of the Foreign Tribe here was strong; he seemed to have returned to the times he fought the Foreign Tribe and Corpse Demons, and it felt familiar.

The Qi on this Alien Battlefield was virtually nonexistent, worse than the city's environment. A thin mist lingered, limiting ordinary sight and also restricting Divine Sense probing.

Thus, the type of opponent one meets depends entirely on luck.

Ye Liuyun was quite pleased with this setting; no matter how he acted, he need not worry about being discovered.

So he immediately left the group and walked into the mist.

There were also some bold Martial Cultivators; after adapting for a while, they all headed into the mist.

The remaining Martial Cultivators, even if they stand still, will still have their aura draw the Corpse Demon over; therefore, trying to stay put here to avoid it is completely futile.