Chapter 12
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Ye Wushuang stepped into the hall of the Soul Devouring Hall, and immediately the noisy sounds reached his ears. Various figures gathered in the hall, creating a cacophony of noise.
“What do you want to do?” A guard with a knife approached him directly, his tall and robust stature over two meters, making him seem fierce and menacing.
“To participate in the life-and-death arena!”
Upon hearing this, the guard looked at Ye Wushuang, who appeared to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, with a seemingly frail body, and sneered, “Kid, do you know what the life-and-death arena is? Once you step onto it, even if you’re from one of the four great families, if you die here, no one will be responsible!”
“I know!”
Ye Wushuang replied indifferently.
The guard was taken aback for a moment, then waved his hand and said, “Follow me.”
The guard led Ye Wushuang through a series of twists and turns, eventually arriving at a vast underground arena at the back of the Soul Devouring Hall.
Upon entering the arena, the surroundings were filled with a cacophony of sounds, curses, and howls, unending.
At that moment, within the chaotic arena, several square-shaped fighting platforms each had two warriors engaged in combat.
As Ye Wushuang entered with the guard, a loud thud sounded from one of the platforms, and a warrior’s head burst open, blood gushing out, dying a gruesome death on the platform.
However, the warriors surrounding that platform were unfazed by the sight, some shouted excitedly, while others cursed in anger.
The guard, clearly used to this scene, remained expressionless, and Ye Wushuang also maintained a composed demeanor, which couldn’t help but surprise the guard.
“Geng Yue, who is this?” A melodious voice suddenly rang out as they entered.
A woman approached from the side, wearing a light purple dress that trailed on the ground, her tall figure elegantly complementing the grace of the dress.
She had an oval face, extremely captivating, with fiery red lips like a blazing red rose. Glancing down, her dress was open at the chest, revealing a tantalizing curve that was hard to ignore.
This woman was incredibly seductive.
However, in such a place where the warriors had no regard for rules, they only dared to steal a glance at her chest before quickly averting their gazes, as if afraid of being caught by the woman.
Geng Yue hurriedly said, “Miss Xiao, this young man wants to participate in the life-and-death arena. I’m bringing him here to register!”
“Him?” Miss Xiao scrutinized Ye Wushuang up and down, then suddenly said, “You are Ye Wushuang from the Ye family.”
Ye Wushuang nodded.
Miss Xiao then waved her hand at Geng Yue, “I’ll take it from here, you may leave.”
“Understood.”
At this moment, Miss Xiao led Ye Wushuang to a room at the back of the underground arena.
Once the door was closed, the outside noise was instantly muffled.
Miss Xiao looked at Ye Wushuang with a smile, her seductive demeanor at its peak, “Ye Wushuang from the Ye family, I heard this morning that you were quite a mess outside the Sacred Pill Pavilion, on your wedding night, attempting to assault your own aunt?”
Miss Xiao leaned close to Ye Wushuang, her chest almost touching his face, playfully lifting her clothes, exhaling a faint fragrance, and whispering, “What does Young Master Ye think of Mo Xiao, am I more captivating than Yun Ziyan?”
Ye Wushuang raised an eyebrow and then said, “I’ve heard that the Soul Devouring Hall is a place for discussing money and demonstrating strength, these matters are irrelevant to you, aren’t they?”
“Just joking, Young Master Ye, don’t be angry.” Seeing that Ye Wushuang remained unmoved, Miss Mo Xiao smiled and said, “Are you sure you want to participate in the life-and-death arena?”