To put it bluntly, Du Feng's registration at the Blue Residence represented the face of the Blue Residence. If he agreed, people would say that the Blue House had good taste. So, seeing Du Feng come, Miss Lan's grandfather was very happy.
The problem was that Du Feng and Miss Lan were too close. It wasn't as simple as signing up for the competition. The Zhuo House was very well-informed, so they must have known about the situation. If Du Feng's performance was too eye-catching, they might be jealous.
For example, during the competition, if Du Feng wanted to kill his opponent, he would be stopped by the referee, because the rules of the competition stated that one could only injure and not kill. But if it was the other way around, the referee might pretend not to notice or not make a move in time.
Although Miss Lan's grandfather was also a referee, he was only in charge of part of the competition. According to Zhuo Donglai's usual style, he would definitely manipulate Du Feng's competition.
"Since it's like this, what should we do?"
Miss Lan heard her grandfather's words and could not accept this reality. She had lived a good life and had never been exposed to the dark side of society. He thought that this year's Cloud Ranking Martial Competition would definitely be fair and impartial. But she had to believe what her grandfather said.
"Don't worry, as long as you don't lose."
Du Feng heard this and smiled. To him, this was not a big deal. On the way to his growth, he had been plotted against many times. There was no such thing as fairness in this world. It was just the referee being biased. It was not a big deal. He had been ambushed by the referee, and the organizer had interfered.
"Yes, young man."
Although Miss Lan's grandfather was worried that Zhuo Donglai would manipulate the competition, he could not let Du Feng go. He still decided to let him participate in the competition. Other than the fact that he could not kill, the rules were similar.
For example, he could not use pets to fight, but he could summon creatures from another world, and he could use weapons and items. This was interesting, because some hidden families were good at summoning creatures from the underworld, demon, or shura world. They had a clear advantage.
However, Du Feng was not at a disadvantage. Although he could not let Xiao Hei and the Sky Dragon assist him in battle, he could use the White Bone Banner. The White Bone Banner was a tool, not a spiritual pet. To be able to make a tool fight on its own, that was the other party's ability. It was not considered cheating.
Since this was a competition between Ultimate Emperor Realm cultivators, no one cared about Demonic Tools or Demonic Beasts. When the competition officially began, all sorts of props would appear. He might even encounter a demonic artifact from the same sect as the White Bone Banner, the Black Blood Banner that Hei Wu often used.
"Xiao Meng, you go out first. I want to talk to him alone."
The old man sent Miss Lan away and looked at Du Feng with a serious expression. What was going on? Was there something that he was too embarrassed to say just now? Wasn't it just a martial arts competition? There was no need to be so nervous, right?
"Did you kill the monster in the Black Dragon River?"
In the end, Miss Lan's grandfather wasn't talking about the Roll of Honor Tournament, but the monster in the Black Dragon River.
"Yes. That thing is very harmful. It should have been killed a long time ago."
Du Feng didn't think too much of it. It was just a monster, after all. If the people in the inner city didn't kill it, why couldn't he do it for the sake of the people?
"Don't provoke that thing in the future. Otherwise, the consequences will be dire."
When the old man said this, he sounded like he was warning Han Sen. Why did he make the atmosphere so tense? That was because he didn't dare touch the monster. It wasn't because the monster was strong; it was because Zhuo Dong Lai had deliberately raised it in the Black Dragon River.
The Black Dragon River had Two Heavy Water, which was very suitable for raising monsters. That thing looked disgusting, but it had limitless growth potential. Some spirit pets reached the ninth or tenth level, but they couldn't level up anymore. For example, the Winged Dragon could only reach the seventh level under normal circumstances. Even the ancient ones that had been around for tens of thousands of years could only reach the tenth level.
But that monster was different. It was a spirit pet that had been specially raised. In other words, it had been created by human intervention. It was similar to the half-orcs. The only difference was that it didn't have human blood in it. It was a combination of all kinds of beasts. Then, it was thrown into the Black Dragon River and fed on human flesh and blood.
The monster was already at the eleventh level. If it stayed in the Black Dragon River, it would reach the twelfth level. For Zhuo Dong Lai, it would be a great help. Even if he went to the sky, he would take it with him.
If Du Feng killed the monster in the Black Dragon River, he would offend Zhuo Dong Lai. At that time, he would disregard everything and eliminate Du Feng.
Du Feng now understood why the monster was wreaking havoc in the outer city, but the city leader didn't do anything about it. The elites in the inner city all chose to remain silent. After all this time, it turned out that the monster was the spirit pet of the strongest elite in the inner city.
Raising a spirit pet was fine, but why did he have to use human warriors as food? That was too cruel. What's more, they pretended to impose a curfew. In fact, they were just deceiving themselves. Regardless of whether there was a curfew or not, the number of people the monster needed to eat each day was limited.
The curfew was to show that the government cared about the safety of the people in the city. In fact, if the monster wanted to eat people, it could still eat people. It could just break the window of the hotel and pretend it was an accident. Thinking about it that way, Du Feng was lucky the night he entered the city. He was almost killed by the noisy young men next door.
"Now you know. Don't do anything stupid."
In fact, Miss Lan's grandfather hated the man-eating monster, too. He thought what Zhuo Dong Lai did was wrong. But on the path of practice, everyone's hands were stained with blood. Plus, the man was so strong, so he couldn't blame him. What worried him the most was that Du Feng would go after the monster again. If he did it too often, he would eventually provoke Zhuo Dong Lai.
Now that Zhuo Dong Lai didn't care, he must have treated Du Feng as a sparring partner. It was a good opportunity for his spirit pet to practice. After all, Du Feng could only inflict some superficial wounds on the Black Dragon River monster. It would recover in a short time. The beating couldn't kill it, and it could help it recover. Zhuo Dong Lai wouldn't stop such a free and brave beast trainer.
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