Spirit Vessel

"Not quite, this eighth young master is sly. He smirked and said, I don't have time to deal with you half-demons, you're not qualified. The other half-demon geniuses are prideful and didn't let him leave. Some said that even at one realm lower, they could still beat a slave from the Gu."

"He was waiting for this." Feiyun sighed.

"Yes, he stopped and said, Fine, I'll give you a chance since you're so courageous. If you can beat my slave while being one realm lower, I'll drop the rent this month. So, many of us started trying."

"He then added, but if you lose, you must offer a half-demon genius to be his slave, that's a fair exchange."

"He was tricking them from the start, that's his real goal. I'm sure there were those who saw through it or would never let someone else use them as part of a bet." Feiyun said.

"But there's one thing different, they can be the ones betting. Some women are just as prideful as men. One girl did so." Xiaomu said. She herself was furious and wanted to fight because she didn't think she would lose. Alas, another did it before she could and became a slave now.

"More will fall after the first." Feiyun sighed again.

Xiaomu nodded: "Yes, the first older sister lost to a servant and became a slave. This was humiliating so more tried to win her back. They all lost too."

"This eighth lord is quite capable, not spending a spirit coin and got more than ten talented slaves on top of trampling on the half-demons' pride and confidence. This is something one has to learn in order to stay at the top, completely destroying the enemies' confidence." Feiyun thought that the guy came with a plan. That slave of his might not be one at all or has been carefully chosen.

He looked over at the Eighth Master Gu. The guy sat there with twelve pretty half-demons. Some had a fish tail; another had wings; one had a third eye…

To actually become his woman wasn't a bad thing. However, this young lord was notorious for toying with half-demons, at least for the first day. The girls would be killed on the second day.

Half-demons had no status with a wretched bloodline. A member of a medial clan would never have a kid with a female half-demon. Thus, whoever they slept with must be killed.

"Boom!" Another half-demon girl was defeated and taken away. She had a long white tail.

"Stop humiliating yourself, no genius from your kind can beat our slave, haha! It's getting late, thirteen beauties are worth my trip." The eighth young lord stared deeper into the alliance and bowed: "Thank you, seniors, for grooming so many beauties. I'll come back again later and don't forget the rent next time."

No response came outside of some murderous intent that eventually dispersed.

The young lord sneered after seeing this.

"Wait, I still want to fight!" A demon with a beast body and a human head jumped up on stage. He was thirty feet tall, covered in black fur from top to bottom - similar to an ape.

His arms were huge and covered in golden plates. Each step issued a loud noise.

Feiyun recognized him. There were only three people who didn't kneel to the pressure from a seventh-ranked half- demon. This guy was one of them, another first-generation half-demon.

"What will you bet since you want to fight?" The eighth young lord chuckled.

"My life." The demon said.

"Your life is inferior to one strand of hair from a half-demon beauty to me, why would I want it?"

The demon gritted his teeth and looked around at the audience: "Trust me, I can definitely win. I bet my life on it!"

A while ago, some top geniuses also offered the same thing and some girls took their offers. They all lost in the end. The girls stopped letting strangers bet using them.

"I can beat him! Trust me, please!" The demon got on his knees but his eyes were filled with determination and battle spirit.

A few girls became tempted but didn't dare to do so. In the case of defeat, the ones to suffer would be them!

"Young one, I can see that you're quite talented and might be able to beat my slave but look, no one believes you. Sigh, no wonder why your kind is so pathetic. You don't even trust your own people, how can you ever defeat humans?" The eighth young lord laughed.

"I trust him, I'll be the stake." One girl couldn't handle the provocation and came out.

The hybrid demon was ecstatic and bowed his head towards the girl: "Thank you! Don't worry, I will absolutely win. Otherwise, I'll cut off my head right here."

The girl wore a faint blue dress and had a white tail beneath. She only sighed in response.

The young lord seemed interested in her and sat back down: "A'mao, go fight him." [1]

A youth in white armor walked forward while holding a halberd. He looked arrogant with a sinister smile. He slammed the bottom of his halberd on the ground, causing it to crack.

He was at the second level of Nirvana, one level higher than the half-demon. However, his energy was exceptional, clearly stronger than ordinary second-level cultivators.

"Raa!" The half-demon summoned a bronze hammer while roaring. Lightning started coursing around the hammer.

"Boom!" He smashed his hammer, releasing a powerful wave.

A'mao remained calm; his halberd grew bigger into the size of a great pillar. He swung it forward and erected an earth barrier.

The hammer from the half-demon was as heavy as a mountain and issued lighting arcs.

The eighth young lord narrowed his eyes, pondering after seeing the weapon.

Feiyun's expression changed as well. He felt a Heaven's Emergence aura sealed within the weapon.

Suddenly, the crowd applauded and cheered. It turned out that the half-demon had won and sent A'mao flying and rolling on the ground. His armor was cracked in the chest area.

This was the half-demons' first victory!

The courageous girl finally smiled. She felt more respect and admiration for the hybrid demon.

The applause didn't cease for a long time.

"I'm sorry, Master, for humiliating you." A'mao struggled to walk over and kneeled before the eighth young lord.

1. Names like this are given to servants and slaves