After some pleasantries, the mighty figure agreed to keep Ye Tianze's "secret" and send him to the Martial Arts Arena according to the normal rules.
Ye Tianze did not stay at the hub for long. He quickly returned to the cabin and waited for the next arrangement.
"This Blood Kindred is not weak. Since it's an experience, we can still make use of him!" After Ye Tianze left, the mighty figure calculated.
"With his strength, it shouldn't be a problem for him to win ten battles in the Martial Arts Arena. Then, he will be free. It's a pity that the Connate Spiritual Treasure will be lost."
One of the soldiers said, "If it falls into your hands, with your cultivation, you will definitely reach a higher level."
"We don't have such luck. He's right. An ordinary man is innocent, but treasuring a jade ring will arouse the envy of others. Even if we kill him and take the treasure, we won't be able to keep it!"
The mighty figure understood. "However, with his strength, he might be able to defeat that person!"
"That person!"
The group of soldiers knew who he was talking about.
"Impossible. Although he's a Blood Kindred and is not weak, I'm afraid he's not qualified to defeat that person!"
A soldier said in an affirmative tone.
"Yes, that person is the biggest anomaly in our Martial Arts Arena in the past thousand years," the soldier said.
"Sir, could it be that you want to send him to the area he's in?" A soldier suddenly understood what he meant.
"Sir, aren't you making a wedding dress for him? If he's really killed, you won't be able to get the Connate Spiritual Treasure."
The mighty figure glanced at them and smiled coldly. "But if he's dead, won't the Blood Kindred take revenge?"
After hearing this, the soldiers suddenly understood what he meant. He wanted to kill with a borrowed knife. However, first, he wanted to borrow that person's knife to kill Ye Tianze. Then, he wanted to borrow the Blood Kindred's knife to kill that person.
Ye Tianze did not know what these people were scheming. Half a month later, the flying ship finally stopped. When he came out, he saw a huge city in front of him. There was an endless stream of cultivators coming and going.
The soldiers escorted him out of the flying ship.
This was Heavenly Sun City, one of the nine great city-states of the Chaotic Homeland, subordinate to the Kai Yang Overlord.
Under the Lord of Chaos, there were eight lords. Each lord ruled over a city-state, and each city-state ruled over a large area.
How big was it?
The entire Primordial Homeland was not even one-ten-thousandth of the territory of this city-state.
There were no rules in the Chaotic Homeland, but there was an arena, also known as the Martial Dao Field. Every cultivator who entered the Chaotic Homeland could enter the Martial Dao Field to challenge themselves.
Anyone who entered the Martial Arts Arena and had a ranking had to accept challenges. However, they could only challenge the one ranked before them.
The eight feudal lords also had their own rankings. If you could defeat the current feudal lord, then you would be a feudal lord!
If you became an Overlord and defeated the Chaos Overlord, then you would be the Chaos Overlord. However, the prerequisite was that the Chaos Overlord or Overlord was one rank ahead of you.
This created the most unique situation in the Chaotic Homeland. The cultivators here were the most brutal and bloodthirsty. There were almost no friends here, only enemies.
Concealing oneself was one of the most important skills in the Chaotic Homeland. Once one's identity was exposed, it meant that cultivators would immediately come to challenge them. And the loser would lose everything, including their own life.
Of course, it was also possible to not enter the Martial Dao Field. However, this didn't mean that one could peacefully stay in the Chaotic Homeland.
The price for not entering the Martial Dao Field was that one had to pay a tax of over 90% of the resources they obtained every month.
Apart from some special powers, almost all cultivators had to comply. If they didn't pay, they would be removed from the list.
Ye Tianze hadn't entered the Chaotic Homeland on his own initiative. Thus, his original identity was only that of a slave.
A slave had to undergo ten battles in the Martial Dao Field. Only by winning all ten battles could they obtain their freedom.
However, not all of the slaves were freed. Most of the slaves lost their first battle after entering the martial arts field.
Losing meant death.
Ye Tianze was quickly brought to the Martial Dao Field. There were as many experts as there were clouds, and the sounds of battle were like the sea.
In the huge Martial Dao Field, two Profound Earth realm cultivators were currently fighting. At this moment, the battle had already reached its climax. It would end in a few rounds.
The other cultivators in the stands were all holding scrolls in their hands, gnashing their teeth. They were itching to go down and fight.
However, although these cultivators looked fierce, they all abided by the rules. No one actually went down to fight.
"This is the Chaotic Homeland. The cultivators in the stands are the same as you. They are all slaves."
Tie Daniu said. "Do you see the scrolls in those cultivators' hands? Those are issued by my Iron Badger race. In the Chaotic Homeland, merit points are used. The general exchange rate is about the same as contribution points in the Divine Rune Palace. Merit points can be exchanged for purple gold or obtained through challenges. In the Chaotic Homeland, merit points are the same as contribution points. You can buy any resource you want with merit points. "
"If I kill a cultivator, will his merit points go to me?" Ye Tianze asked.
"More or less. But the prerequisite is that you have to enter the Martial Dao Field and kill a ranked expert. If you don't kill a ranked expert, your merit points will go into the lord's pocket."
Tie Daniu said.
"How shady!" Ye Tianze looked at the scrolls in the cultivators' hands and said, "Are those used for gambling?"
"That's right. In the other dojos, everyone's strength is hidden too well. Cultivators can't be sure. Only those with sharp eyes dare to gamble."
Tie Daniu said. "But the Slave Martial Dao Field is different. There are always miracles in the Slave Martial Dao Field, and they all rely on luck."
"So," Ye Tianze said, "the chaos of the army and the recruitment of cultivators was all for the sake of gambling?"
"This … More or less!"
Tie Daniu's tone immediately became gloomy. "You should know that even if my Iron Badger race doesn't do it, there will be other forces that will do it. Moreover, you don't know how much profit there is. Even if we deduct ninety percent of the protection fee for the Kai Yang Lord, we can still make a lot of money!"
"I should have let you fight!"
Ye Tianze said unhappily.
"The accumulation of resources is bloody!"
Tie Daniu mustered up his courage and said, "My lord, don't be so soft-hearted. Otherwise, you will suffer greatly in this Chaotic World."
Ye Tianze really wanted to beat him up. At this moment, the battle on the stage ended. Then, one of the cultivators was killed.
The remaining cultivator was also carried away to treat his wounds.
Then, Ye Tianze's number was introduced on the stage. After his number was introduced, another cultivator's number was introduced.
This cultivator caused a huge cheer. The cultivators all placed their bets. The odds were one to ten.
Ye Tianze naturally got the ten. If Ye Tianze had merit points or if he could buy, he would definitely bet a few million merit points.
However, he was now a slave, so he couldn't get any merit points.
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