Chapter 112: Drawing Lots

Exploitation, endless exploitation!

Under high pressure, there is always motivation!

Lu Yu kept stimulating his star soul by harnessing the immense power of the demonic race.

Power changes every day!

Day 59 —

Base attack power is 70,000. It is still 1% away from the progress required to upgrade the Killing Star Soul to level four.

The final stage of progress cannot be surpassed without the Eternal Star Crystal.

70,000 attack power!

Brahma was somewhat dissatisfied!

Because Liu Qing and the three one-eyed individuals’ combat strength has already reached the peak of the third stage!

Only Lu Yu is the weakest!

On the night of the fifty-ninth day, Brahma summoned all four of them to the grand hall and said coldly, “Tomorrow, you will accompany me to a city. When it’s over, the winner will have his freedom restored, while the loser will lose his life!”

“I don’t see any reason why I should fail!” he sneered, coldly licking his lips, and said, “Fan Tian, you said if I won, you’d give me a city. Was that true?”

These two months, he has not only been cultivating but also living a life like a celestial being.

This made him even less willing to die and want to continue living like this!

“Let’s talk after you come back alive!” Fan Tian said. “Don’t think you’re the only strongest one. This time, none of us four Demon Lords want to lose. It’s not just about some bets, but also the qualification to enter the Demon Realm. Do you really think any of the Demon Lords will let this chance slip away?”

A tremor passed through Lu Yu’s heart as he murmured inwardly: I was right. This is the Demon Lord, not an ordinary demon.

Liu Qing said, “We help you secure a spot to enter the Demon Conquest Domain, and in return, you’re only giving us one city?”

“Within my domain, this city is under your jurisdiction. Everything inside the city is beyond my rule,” said Fan Tian. “This is the greatest reward I can give you. Any other questions?”

“No,” Lu Yu replied calmly, without the slightest change in expression.

“Alright, step down now!” Brahma waved his hand and said, “Go adjust your mindset a bit.”

This was the first time the four of them saw Fan Tian’s hand, although it was covered by a black glove, with black aura swirling around it.

When the four of them walked out of the grand hall, the one-eyed man’s eyeball rolled as he smiled and said, “Do you really think he’ll give us an entire city?”

“He’s going to kill you now, and you don’t stand a chance,” Lu Yu said, knowing exactly what the one-eyed man intended to do. He did not respond directly.

After becoming stronger, people tend to become greedy.

The more greedy the heart, the bolder the courage.

“That’s true!” The one-eyed man sneered, his lips curling sinisterly as he narrowed his eyes. “With Fan Tian’s strength, killing us would indeed be very easy!”

Lu Yu stopped talking and went back to his room.

During this period, he was very tired!

However, the rewards are equally substantial!

As long as he leaves this city, with his strength, even if Brahma decides to cause trouble, he should still have a chance to escape.

The woman who has always been in charge of the meals came to deliver dinner tonight.

She seemed to know that Lu Yu was about to leave, so she prepared several extra dishes, as if trying to use up all the ingredients.

Lu Yu ate his meal and said, “Starting tomorrow, you won’t see me anymore. Whether you can survive or not will be entirely up to your own fate.”

The woman’s eyes were slightly red.

Although Lu Yu never showed a smile, there were times when he was seen covered in blood from head to toe, like a demon from hell.

However, this woman knew that Lu Yu wasn’t truly cold-blooded.

Lu Yu is only hiding his other side because of the environment!

“Your weapon!” The woman handed Lu Yu a small bundle wrapped in white cloth with both hands, retrieving it from her bosom.

“This weapon is no longer useful to me now. You can keep it,” Lu Yu said, continuing to bow his head and eat his meal without looking at the woman again.

“My name is Chen Jing.” The woman put away her star soldier, tears streaming down her face. “Thank you for teaching me how to survive. I know I can’t escape. I also know it’s a hopeless wish for you to remember me, but I still hope you can remember my name.”

“My name is Lu Yu.” Lu Yu didn’t hear the chopsticks, nor did he lift his head, as if he were muttering his own name to himself.

After eating with Lu Yu, Chen Jing picked up the bowls and chopsticks and left.

This was the best sleep Lu Yu had gotten in two months, and he didn’t wake up until the next day when the devil soldiers came in.

In the grand hall, Liu Qing and others were already waiting there.

Brahma stepped down from his throne and stood with his hands behind his back in the grand hall, waiting for Lu Yu.

“You’re the last one to arrive,” Brahma said. “Are you ready?”

Lu Yu nodded his head.

“Alright, let’s go!”

As the voice of Brahma faded, black mist emanating from his body coiled around the four people like black snakes. Then, Brahma’s right hand suddenly slashed through the air.

A jet of black gas spewed from a dark fissure, enveloping the five figures.

Lu Yu felt everything go black before his eyes, and in an instant, his vision brightened again.

The azure sky, fresh air, and towering buildings nestled among lush green trees make this city stand out from those other cities surrounded by concrete pavements and steel frameworks.

Most importantly, Lu Yu could sense that there was no territory within this city.

Even the streets of this city are neatly arranged, with many people walking along them.

The five people appeared right in the middle of a street. Many people glanced at them and then continued walking as if nothing had happened.

“What’s going on with this city?” Zhang Ling murmured in bewilderment, “It seems like the city hasn’t changed at all. Was this place not invaded by the demon race?”

“No, there are魔族!” Luyu pointed with his hand toward the left sidewalk.

There, two demon soldiers were riding on the back of a Blood Demon Bear.

Behind the demonic soldiers, more than a dozen魔猿, loaded with large and small packages, quickly followed into a shop.

People around him also carried star weapons, and they were not surprised by the demon’s appearance in the city.

Some people even started bargaining with the demons on the road.

Although the demonic race still maintained a very arrogant and even haughty attitude towards humans, no one actually resorted to violence.

“How can the humans in this city coexist with the demons?” Lu Yu exclaimed in surprise, looking at Fantian.

“We need a neutral city, so this is one,” said Bhrama disdainfully. “This is only a temporary necessity, so naturally we required a city. When it’s no longer needed, we can reclaim it anytime.”

Fan Tian said, gently waving his hand, “Come, this is not the place we are meant to go.”

The voice of Fan Tian was devoid of emotion. In his eyes, this city was as disposable as garbage, to be discarded at any moment.

The dark aura surrounding Fan Tian once again engulfed Lu Yu and the others. With a single palm strike, he shattered the void and vanished from the scene.

When Lu Yu’s vision cleared again, he found himself standing in the center of a mountain range where towering peaks of black stone rose all around.

This is the center of the Star Spirit Mountains.

Lu Yu was extremely familiar with these Spirit Stone Mountains.

This mountain was different from the Star Soul Stone Mountains where he was located.

Because in the central part of this mountain range, there is a circular platform with a diameter of thirty meters.

The tabletop is about one meter higher than its surroundings. On the platform, there are clusters of spiral patterns interwoven together.

These patterns resemble the blood markings on Tu Xue’s body, but they are more intricate.

The spiral patterns on the top intertwine and crisscross, eventually forming the appearance of two snakes entwined together, filling the entire platform.

If there were four more pillars and the patterns varied slightly, Lu Yu could be certain that it would resemble even more the altar in the ancient underground cave outside Fanggang City.

In the southeast, southwest, northwest, and northeast directions, each about five meters away from the altar, there is a chair.

To the east, south, and west, three figures completely shrouded in black robes were already seated there.

Behind each chair stood four people.

Only the chair facing north was still unoccupied.

Atop the altar stood a man in his fifties with partially white hair, waiting there with a beaming smile, constantly rubbing his hands together and wearing a face full of flattery.

Brahma once again split the void and took a single step, bringing Lu Yu and the others to the north.

Brahma then took a seat, and the elder on the altar chuckled, saying, “All are here, all are here. The four honorable guests have now gathered. I suppose we can begin the demonic altar battle now, right?”

“That’s enough,” said a man in a black robe. “Luo Hai, the blood ritual is about to begin. Don’t waste any time!”

“Okay,” the old man chuckled, waved his hand, and shouted, “Bring them in!”

Immediately, behind a dark stone mountain, dozens of people appeared, leading forward nine men and women who were bound tightly together and desperately struggling.

Zhang Ling reacted quickly and, upon seeing the platform, immediately understood the situation.

His face flickered with anger, and just as he was about to strike, Lu Yu pressed a hand on his shoulder, shaking his head slightly to signal him not to act recklessly.

At this moment, a woman spat out the rag that had been stuffed in her mouth and screamed, “Luo, what kind of mayor, what kind of public servant are you? You’re nothing but a bastard! I curse you, I curse you to die an awful death!”

The old man seemed to completely disregard the woman’s words, smiling as he watched the nine people being pushed onto the altar and then forced to kneel before it.

“Cut him down!” Luo Hai said expressionlessly, his hand swinging downward heavily.

The weapons in the hands of dozens of people were all raised, and in an instant, the nine individuals were hacked into pieces.

Crimson blood trickled along the patterns, gradually staining all the designs on the altar red.

The flesh and blood gradually decayed, and the blood-soaked mud seeped into the altar.

“If I were free, the first person I would kill is this man,” Zhang Ling growled in a low voice, like a beast roaring in fury.

Brahma said, “He is the city lord we appointed through the blood of the Demon King. Any attack directed at him will be transferred to us. You are not qualified to kill him.”

Zhang Ling stared at Fan Tian, his fists clenched tightly, his nails digging into his palms, as he gritted his teeth and said, “I know this man—he’s the vice mayor of Nanning City. This is Nanning. Someone like him doesn’t deserve to be mayor. Why does he even have the right to live!”

At this moment, a demon lord sitting on a chair spoke, “Everyone has arrived, so let’s begin! I suppose each of you warriors still doesn’t know the rules, so let me explain. Sixteen participants will draw lots and fight one another. The winner survives, and the loser dies!”

Another Demon Lord said, “There are only six spots available. Therefore, the winners will draw lots again, and among them, four will have to fight once more! In other words, among you, some will have to win two consecutive battles to survive.”

Luo Hai stood on the altar, puffing out his chest like a host, and coughed once before saying, “Everyone, please come forward one by one to receive a tag from me; it will contain the grouping information.”