Li Baxian suddenly realized that even though his Little Junior Brother was only a Fifth-Order Realm cultivator and had always been protected, his heart was still as clear as a mirror.
Letting out a long sigh, he looked at Wei Yang and asked softly, "Can you switch?"
His question was baffling, but Wei Yang shook her head, "She's asleep."
"Then we can't rely on the strength of outsiders," Li Baxian muttered.
Since the direction of the situation was already decided, the details needed to be discussed.
He raised his hand and wiped his face, his face full of worry, "My Little Junior Brother is a kind person and doesn't want anyone to die for him. If Myriad Demon Ridge thinks his previous proposal is feasible, then let's discuss the details together!"
If such a battle was to be carried out, there would definitely be many things to discuss. It wasn't something that could be pushed forward by Lu Ye's "Who wants to kill me? Come and fight me".
Naturally, the discussion would be carried out by the Masters of both sides. Even if Lu Ye was the cause of this matter and the center of the battle, he wasn't qualified to participate. After all, his cultivation was too low and he didn't have much experience.
However, with Li Baxian taking charge of this matter, there was no need to worry that the results of the discussion would be detrimental to him. Lu Ye had already experienced just how protective his Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters of the Blue Blood Sect were. This was especially true of his Eldest Senior Sister. He didn't know what kind of cultivation base she had possessed, but she had stubbornly endured the punishment of Heaven's Fate and charged into the Spirit Stream Battlefield to guard him.
Saying so, Li Baxian called out to a Sword Cultivator in the crowd. The Sword Cultivator immediately rushed over and cupped his fists, "Martial Uncle Li!"
Although they looked about the same age, Li Baxian's seniority was actually higher. It could be said that ninety-nine percent of the cultivators on the Spirit Stream Battlefield were younger than him.
This couldn't be helped. He didn't want to stay on the Spirit Stream Battlefield forever. However, his Spirit Aperture had been broken and he couldn't break through, so he was in despair.
This Sword Cultivator came from the North Profound Sword Sect and was also a Master on the Spirit Stream List.
"Protect my Little Junior Brother," Li Baxian ordered.
The Sword Cultivator immediately replied, "Martial Uncle, don't worry."
Although Wei Yang had always been protecting Lu Ye, Wei Yang's current state was not right. With the Divine Lightning surrounding her, as long as one or two more people died in his hands, she would definitely be annihilated by the Divine Lightning. There was the Sacred Flame Sect in the Myriad Devil Ridge. Those people had their minds burned by their own Sacred Flame. They were not normal people. It was hard to guarantee that they would not take risks.
This swordsman was a form of insurance.
Li Baxian flew out in a flash, along with several other experts from the Spirit Stream List. Several people from the Myriad Devil Ridge also flew out. More than ten experts from the Spirit Stream List gathered to discuss the details of the upcoming battle.
It didn't take long for them to quarrel until their faces and necks were red, especially Li Baxian. His spiritual energy fluctuated violently as sword qi wreaked havoc around his body.
Lu Ye trembled with fear. "They won't fight, right?" If they did, there would be no room for negotiation.
Wei Yang glanced at him and comforted him, "They won't fight. They're just putting on a show."
Lu Ye watched for a while and realized that the situation was getting more and more intense. However, no one made a move. He immediately understood that Wei Yang was right …
He raised his hand and patted the shoulder of the swordsman standing in front of him. "Thank you, Senior Brother."
This swordsman was the azure-robed man who had blocked a powerful enemy for him.
"Martial Uncle Li's matter is our North Profound Sword Sect's matter. Young Martial Uncle, there's no need for you to be so polite," the swordsman replied indifferently.
Did he just become Li Baxian's Young Martial Uncle? Lu Ye thought about his own age … Seniority was really a strange thing.
Wei Yang squatted down and teased Hu Po. Hu Po raised his head slightly and squinted his eyes. He looked very comfortable with his chin being scratched.
Strangely enough, the dark purple lightning on Wei Yang's body looked extremely violent, but no one touched it.
Lu Ye had learned from the others that this thing was called Soul Extinguishing Lightning. It seemed to be related to Eldest Senior Sister forcing her way into the Spirit Stream Battlefield to kill people. The more people she killed, the greater the damage it would cause to her.
But now, it seemed that Eldest Senior Sister was completely fine. She allowed the dark purple lightning to jump around her body. Lu Ye didn't know if she was really fine or just faking it.
"All the sect managers of the Myriad Devil Ridge, get over here!" Li Baxian's voice suddenly came from not far away.
After a moment of hesitation, several figures rushed over. Lu Ye watched coldly from the sidelines and discovered that there were at least forty people who had gone over!
In other words, there were so many sects gathered here.
A moment later, there was a low murmur. It seemed to be Li Baxian's voice. Lu Ye didn't hear it clearly, but following the murmur, a golden whirlpool suddenly appeared in the sky. From the golden whirlpool, a milky white pillar of light shot towards Li Baxian.
Before the milky white pillar of light completely landed, Li Baxian raised his hand and grabbed at it. Surprisingly, his hand was holding an ancient beast skin.
The pillar of light disappeared, and so did the golden whirlpool.
"What was that?" Lu Ye was curious. This was the first time he had seen something like this.
"A Heavenly Secret Contract!" Wei Yang explained, "This kind of contract requires many people to sign together. It's too troublesome to swear a Heavenly Secret Oath one by one, so you can invite a Heavenly Secret Contract, but you'll need to spend some merit points."
Lu Ye was surprised. Heavenly Secret was a mysterious existence in this world. It was high and mighty, monitoring all living things. If one spent merit points, they could even communicate with Heavenly Secret.
Li Baxian held the Heavenly Secret Contract and carefully inspected it. Then, he bit his finger and pressed a blood mark on it. With him as the leader, many cultivators followed suit.
Soon, there were dozens of blood marks on the Heavenly Secret Contract.
Li Baxian gloomily walked back with the Heavenly Secret Contract.
A moment later, the experts of both sides began to clear the area. Under the restrictions of these experts, the bustling central area of the Golden Light Summit was cleared. Even the corpses of those who had died in battle were taken away. The two sides each occupied one side, and in the central area, there was a temporary stage that covered an area of two hundred feet. This was the battlefield where Lu Ye and the Myriad Devil Ridge cultivators would fight!
At this moment, Lu Ye and Wei Yang were looking at the various clauses of the Heavenly Secret Contract. These were the details drawn up by the masters of both sides and witnessed by Heavenly Secret. No one could violate them.
There were more than thirty clauses in total. They were extremely comprehensive and completely eliminated the possibility of opportunism.
Among these clauses, the highest cultivation of the Myriad Devil Ridge cultivators who would fight Lu Ye was a Sixth-Order cultivator who cultivated an Earth Grade Secret Art. The reason why this was specifically noted was naturally because a Sixth-Order Heaven Grade Secret Art and an Earth Grade Secret Art were two completely different existences. The former had opened one hundred and eighty apertures while the latter had only opened eighty-one.
This was the advantage of having someone backing him. Lu Ye had not considered this before, but Li Baxian was different.
In addition, he was not allowed to rely on any external forces. There were no restrictions on Spirit Artifacts he had refined, and he was not allowed to use Spirit Talismans in battle.
Under the constraints of these clauses, if one wanted to win, they would have to kill Lu Ye in a head-on battle!
Many of the clauses were not very friendly to Lu Ye, but there were some that were beneficial to him.
For example, in each battle, Lu Ye had the right to choose to rest for an incense stick worth of time, and this was the result of Li Baxian's efforts. For a cultivator, an incense stick worth of time was too short, but Myriad Devil Ridge refused to agree to a longer period of time, so Li Baxian was helpless.
However, he managed to win another clause that was even more beneficial to Lu Ye.
That was, this battle would be limited to three days. After three days, if Lu Ye was still alive, Myriad Devil Ridge would have to withdraw!
Alternatively, Lu Ye would have to kill all the cultivators from his Sect who had left their names on the Heavenly Secret Contract!
Lu Ye read these clauses one by one and committed them to memory.
Wei Yang looked at him worriedly, "Little Junior Brother, you don't have to do this. If your Fourth Senior Brother and I go all out to protect you, we may have a chance to send you away!"
Even though Li Baxian had tried his best, it was almost impossible for a Fifth Order cultivator to survive three days under the continuous attacks of the enemy. Several dozen Myriad Devil Ridge Sects, if each of them sent a Fifth or Sixth Order cultivator, would be able to exhaust Lu Ye to death.
Hearing Wei Yang's words, Lu Ye shook his head, "Everyone has done enough for me. So many people have already died, I can't always hide behind others. Eldest Senior Sister and Fourth Senior Brother are willing to risk their lives to protect me, but as your Little Junior Brother, I can't accept it with a clear conscience. This battle started because of me, so I should be the one to end it! "
Wei Yang's mood was stifled. After waiting for so many years, she had finally met her Little Junior Brother. There was hope for the Sect's inheritance, but they were now embroiled in a game between two great factions. In such a violent situation, even she, a True Lake Realm cultivator who had forced her way into the Spirit Stream battlefield, would find it difficult to accomplish anything, let alone her Little Junior Brother who was only a Fifth Order.
She only hated the unfairness of the Heavens, and hated that her cultivation was not enough!
"Eldest Senior Sister!" Li Baxian suddenly shouted.
Wei Yang's somewhat chaotic aura slowly calmed down, and her eyes, which had already spread out, refocused.
"I won't die!" Lu Ye's expression was calm, "I still want to see what the Blue Blood Sect looks like. I have no home in this world, no relatives. Since the Sect Master accepted me, the Blue Blood Sect is my home, and you and Fourth Senior Brother are my family! So, I won't die! "
Lu Ye stepped forward, step by step, to the centre of the battlefield, where a simple ring had been arranged by the masters of both camps. Standing still, Lu Ye looked towards the Myriad Demon Ridge camp and said softly, "Who wants to die!"
On the Myriad Demon Ridge side, pairs of mocking eyes looked over, looking at Lu Ye as if they were looking at a dead man.
In their minds, this Blue Blood Sect disciple must have lost his mind to make such a proposal. A trivial Fifth Order cultivator daring to provoke the entire Myriad Demon Ridge camp was simply overestimating himself!
Now that the Heaven's Fate Contract had been established, Grand Heaven Union had no room to go back on their word. Anyone who dared to interfere with this battle would be suppressed by the masters of both sides under the constraints of the Heaven's Fate Contract.
So, even someone like Yan Xing did not dare to act rashly at this time. He could only stare fiercely at Li Baxian across the golden dome.
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