606: City Lord Wan Qianqian

After finishing everything, Yang Lingchen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

What he needed most right now was time. Once he reached the Fourth Layer of the Haotian Realm, he would have a certain level of confidence to break out of this arena.

Of course, this was just breaking out of this arena; as for whether he could actually escape, he didn't have much certainty.

Because he was not the only Genius in this world; if he encountered some top-tier Yao Race Geniuses, the risk of his demise would be extremely high.

The next morning.

That day, Yang Lingchen once again welcomed a new opponent.

Since Yang Lingchen had already achieved ninety consecutive victories, the management of the arena arranged an opponent at the Peak of the First Layer of the Haotian Realm for him this time.

Although he could easily defeat the opponent, Yang Lingchen still did not show enough superiority.

He kept circling with his opponent, and only after thousands of moves did he exploit a flaw to defeat him.

Although he won this victory, Yang Lingchen looked absolutely miserable.

In everyone's eyes, this human boy was just too lucky; he was always able to seize the opponent's flaws and defeat Cultivators with higher cultivation levels than his own.

Time quietly slipped by, and another year passed in the blink of an eye.

During this year, Yang Lingchen's consecutive victories had reached four hundred and fifty-six.

And his opponents had changed from the Middle Stage of the First Layer of the Haotian Realm at the beginning to the Peak of the Second Layer of the Haotian Realm.

At the same time, during this year, Yang Lingchen's cultivation level had also improved to the Middle Stage of the Third Layer of the Haotian Realm.

At this point, the members of the Yao Race also saw Yang Lingchen's extraordinary nature, so the opponents they arranged for him had increasingly higher cultivation levels.

Now, the cultivation level Yang Lingchen displayed to the outside world had also become the Second Layer of the Haotian Realm.

He did not want to face enemies with the cultivation level of the First Layer of the Haotian Realm anymore, because he did not want others to see that he possessed too strong of a Cross-Rank Challenge ability.

As time went by day after day, Yang Lingchen's winning streak continued.

That day, a woman with a seductive figure and an exquisite, charming face arrived on the high platform outside the arena.

This woman's arrival immediately attracted everyone's attention, but no one dared to speak loudly.

Although she just sat there quietly, she exuded an invisible sense of oppression, giving people a feeling of being high and mighty, untouchable.

This woman with the seductive figure was none other than the City Lord of Myriad Demon City, Wan Qianqian.

"City Lord, why have you come?" an old man wearing black robes, with a cold aura about him, asked respectfully.

This person was none other than the Second Elder of Myriad Demon City, Hei Beishang.

"This City Lord had nothing to do, so I came to take a look."

Wan Qianqian said calmly, "Among these humans, are there any seedlings worth cultivating?"

"Seedlings worth cultivating?" Hei Beishang pondered for a moment and said, "There is one. This person is not even a hundred years old, but he is very shrewd. He has currently achieved over four hundred consecutive victories."

"Oh!" Wan Qianqian raised her willow eyebrows and asked curiously, "Just how shrewd is he? To get such a high evaluation from you?"

"When this kid first arrived, his cultivation level was only at the First Layer of the Haotian Realm. Every battle, he was almost exhausted and defeated his opponents by a hair's breadth. At first, we didn't notice him, but now he has achieved over four hundred consecutive victories, and every match was a narrow victory, so this Subordinate suspects he is hiding his strength," Hei Beishang said.

"What is his strength now?" Wan Qianqian asked.

"His current cultivation level is the Second Layer of the Haotian Realm, but he is already an invincible existence at the Second Layer of the Haotian Realm," Hei Beishang said.

"Arrange an opponent at the Fourth Layer of the Haotian Realm for him." Wan Qianqian's red lips curved into an alluring smile.

"City Lord, although that kid has hidden some of his strength, it might still be a bit difficult for him to deal with a Cultivator at the Fourth Layer of the Haotian Realm!" Hei Beishang said in a deep voice.

"It doesn't matter, arrange it," Wan Qianqian said.

"Yes, City Lord." Hei Beishang responded respectfully and then made the arrangements.

At this moment, Yang Lingchen did not know that he had attracted someone's attention; he was sitting quietly in the iron cell meditating.

"Clang...!"

Just then, the iron door suddenly opened, and the voice of an arena guard came from outside: "Hyena, come out!"

"Didn't I just fight a match?" Yang Lingchen asked with a frown.

"Stop talking nonsense! There are arrangements from above; you are to fight another match," the guard said coldly.

"Damn, have I been exposed? That shouldn't be!" Yang Lingchen thought to himself, then walked out.

Just as he expected, his opponent this time was actually a Cultivator at the Fourth Layer of the Haotian Realm.

Seeing this situation, Yang Lingchen's expression became extremely gloomy. He knew that the people of Myriad Demon City had already become suspicious of him.

As the battle began, Yang Lingchen continued to feign a very cautious appearance and began fighting with the opponent.

Although he had already attracted the attention of Myriad Demon City, Yang Lingchen still did not intend to use his full strength. He pretended to be at a disadvantage and kept circling with his opponent.

"This kid is not simple! Although he looks wretched, every move and every moment is just right." Wan Qianqian's lips curved into a faint smile.

"City Lord, do you think this is not his true Combat Power?" Hei Beishang asked suspiciously.

"Of course this is not his true Combat Power. If this City Lord has guessed correctly, this kid can at least fight another small Realm above his own."

Wan Qianqian's beautiful eyes shone with confidence. "Unless something unexpected happens, in this battle, this kid will once again defeat his opponent in a lucky way."

Hearing Wan Qianqian say this, Hei Beishang also began to watch seriously.

Sure enough, half an hour later, Yang Lingchen thrillingly utilized a mistake by his opponent to win the match.

"City Lord is truly wise and farsighted; this kid is really quite cunning," Hei Beishang said admiringly.

"Arrange the next match for him immediately. This time, change his opponent to a Cultivator at the Fifth Layer of the Haotian Realm," Wan Qianqian said.

"He seems to be injured. Arranging the next match for him like this, will it affect his performance?" Hei Beishang asked.

"Even you were fooled by him; that kid only suffered superficial injuries. They have no impact on his Combat Power at all. Just go ahead and arrange it," Wan Qianqian said.

"Yes, City Lord."

Hei Beishang responded and arranged the next battle.

Before Yang Lingchen had time to catch his breath, the next battle was already arranged. This time, his opponent was a Cultivator at the Fifth Layer of the Haotian Realm.

Seeing this situation, Yang Lingchen's expression became incomparably gloomy. He knew he was being targeted, but he really couldn't figure out where he had slipped up.

With no other choice, he could only walk onto the arena once again.

This battle lasted for a full three hours before Yang Lingchen barely managed to defeat his opponent. This time, his body suffered multiple severe injuries, which was also something he did on purpose; if he still only suffered minor injuries like before, it would be impossible to fool them.

Regardless, before having absolute certainty of escaping, Yang Lingchen did not want to expose all of his strength.

"City Lord, this kid seems to be seriously injured. Do you think this is his true combat capability?" Hei Beishang asked respectfully.

"You don't need to worry about that." Wan Qianqian's beautiful eyes flashed with a sharp light, and she said, "This kid's talent is quite good. When he has recovered from his injuries, bring him to see me."

"Yes, City Lord." Hei Beishang responded respectfully.

"This kid is not simple. You must keep a close eye on him. If you let him escape, bring me your head," Wan Qianqian said, her figure flickering and disappearing from the spot.

In the following days, Yang Lingchen had been healing in the iron cell. What he didn't expect was that these Yao people didn't drag him out to fight again, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

On the third day, Yang Lingchen's iron cell was opened again, and the voice of a Yao Race guard came from inside: "Hyena, the Second Elder wants to see you, come out!"