Eternal Cultivation of Alchemy

Chapter 2236  Whitestorm

It was once again Pearl's turn to fight. He had waited for quite some time, so he was more than excited to fight once again.

He was called onto the arena where 7 other fights were happening at the same time and was met with his new opponent. This time, the opponent was a young girl around the same age as him, wearing deep blue robes with her hair in a bun, put in place by a jade pin.

 She caught Pearl's attention, not because of herself but rather because there was something hanging around her chest. She was wearing the same medallion.

Pearl raised an eyebrow, trying to figure out if he was looking at an alchemist or their helper. He couldn't sense any beast-like aura from her, so she had to be an alchemist.

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'Her cultivation base is quite high,' he thought, sensing that it was around Immortal Ascendant 9th realm, the same as him. The young woman noticed his medallion as well and smirked a little. Pearl could not find the meaning behind her smirk at all. Whether it was a good thing or a bad one, he would have to wait and find out.

The referee started the fight and the woman charged immediately. She pulled out the Jade hairpin from her head and threw it at Pearl. At the same time, she made a hand sign and the pin approaching Pearl immediately exploded.

Pearl quickly protected himself from the explosion, only to find that the explosion didn't target him physically at all. It was an explosion that shook his Spiritual sense.

For the briefest period, he could not sense anything at all, and the woman took advantage of that to attack him.

A large sword thrust itself out through the smoke, coming for Pearl's chest.

Pearl's fists glowed at the same time and he punched the incoming sword attack. The sword attack contained a Sword Aura that seemed to want to cut through anything.

That was normally what sword auras contained, so Pearl wasn't very surprised. He simply punched the sword itself.

The clash between the two attacks sent them both backward, but Pearl was only pushed back a few meters, while the woman took a while to stand and not move.

Her eyes were slightly wide, surprised.

Pearl's eyes instead narrowed as he frowned. "Why did you do that?" he asked, his voice containing a hint of anger.

The woman smirked. "Do what?" she asked.

"Go for my medallion," Pearl said. "You should know how important this is."

"Of course," the woman said. "And that is why I am going for it. I get rid of that and you won't be able to take part in the tournament anymore. One less opponent for me."

Pearl frowned. He didn't bother clarifying to her that it wasn't him who was taking part in the tournament but rather his brother. Instead, he simply shook his head.

"You are a bad person," he said.

"Bad? Grow up. There is no bad or good in the world of cultivation," the woman said and swung her sword, sending out a brilliant fire attack.

"Those are the excuses of someone bad," Pearl said, punching away the attack once more. Once the explosion cleared away, he stood still with not a scratch on him.

The woman panicked this time around. She realized that Pearl was quite stronger than she had expected him to be. No, he was far stronger than she expected him to be.

'But… how can this be?' the woman wondered. 'I have a Battle Power of 2. Is he more talented than me?'

Pearl moved at the same time, moving straight toward the woman. His body was covered in a golden glow as he moved and his palm formed a claw.

The woman swung her sword, sending toward him two dogs made out of lime-green fire. Pearl smashed through through dogs, arriving right in front of her.

The woman quickly used the best defensive technique she had, but it did not help her at all. Pearl swung his claw through the protective barrier, destroying it, and cutting the woman herself.

The woman's chest was cut with 5 slashes, blood pouring out from the cuts as she slid across the floor and slammed against the barrier on the other side.

The woman grunted in pain and coughed out blood, but instead of checking at herself first, she hurriedly checked the medallion on her chest.

Not a single scratch was on that medallion.

"Don't worry, I won't take away your chance to participate in the tournament," Pearl said. "I'll give you a chance to lose on your own merit there."

Saying as much, Pearl turned and walked off the stage as the referee announced Pearl's victory.

Pearl heard the cheers all around him and was surprised to find more had cheered for him this time than he could have imagined. He walked up the stairs while smiling at everyone who smiled at him and thanking those who congratulated him.

He didn't sit down and instead directly went to get registered once again.

Along the way, he checked how much he had earned. As of then, he had a total of over 900 Immortal spirit stones he had won. Quickly counting, he realized he had won 500 more than last time.

Had more people bet on him or against him? Or had more people just bet in general, which was why he earned more? He honestly had no idea how any of that worked. All he really cared for was that he got to fight people and not get bored while he waited for his brother to do whatever it was that he needed to do.

Pearl registered once again and was told that he was winning his fights a bit too easily. If he won once again, he would be sent to the other arena.

"Umm… could I just go up there now?" he asked.

The person at the register shook their head. "3 fights minimum are required before one can move on to the next arena."

That was that. Pearl went back to the first arena to sit down in one of the empty seats and watch the fight. From what he could see from his medallion, his next match was again around 2 hours later. That was more or less what he had to wait last time.

He was watching the matches when someone walked over to him and sat on the empty seat next to him. It was a young man with long white hair. He was good-looking as well.

Pearl's nose twitched at his arrival and he quickly was able to tell that the young man was a beast as well. An Immortal beast.

'Some type of fox?' Pearl thought. He couldn't exactly tell the species of the beast, only that he was one, and his cultivation base was quite high at around Immortal Origin 4th realm.

"I saw your fights," the man said. "I can tell you are still hiding quite a bit of your powers."

"May I ask who you are and why you have approached me?" Pearl asked.

"The name is Whitestorm," the fox said. "And I want to bet on you."