The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 585 - 417 Compensation for a Magic Duel_2

Chapter 585: Chapter 417 Compensation for a Magic Duel_2

"Hmph!" Taixian Weng snorted heavily in displeasure.

In an instant, the nearby cultivators around the Magic Battle Platform felt their minds suffer a heavy blow, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, and were all sent flying.

However, none of them dared to show any discontent, hastily stood back up, and resumed their respectful posture.

Seeing their attitude was still proper, Taixian Weng slowly descended from the air, and then said benevolently with a kind expression: "My apologies, this old Daoist did not exercise strict restraint, leading to some disturbances that troubled the students here. On this matter, this old Daoist offers an apology to all of you."

After speaking, he cupped his hands and offered a formal salute as a gesture of apology.

"I am already aware of the proceedings of this duel. A life-and-death battle—Lin Caiyi’s skills were found lacking and there’s nothing more to say. Congratulations to Little Friend Li Yi on winning this duel. Indeed, Golden Academy breeds outstanding talent. Given enough time, Little Friend Li Yi is bound to have limitless prospects ahead."

Saying this, he slightly glanced at Li Yi, then smiled faintly and spoke.

Though Taixian Weng appeared kind and amicable, Li Yi felt as though a thorn was against his back, his soul sounding an alarm.

He certainly didn’t believe that this Divinity Transformation Expert was a mere benevolent elder. His wrathful snort instantly quelling all opposition was evidence enough that he was a man with a Buddha-like face but a Vajra-like heart—a ruthless figure capable of decisive and thunderous methods.

"I dare not claim anything but merely escaped with my life in this fortunate victory." Li Yi clasped his fists and humbly bowed.

Taixian Weng then waved his hand, and Lin Caiyi’s corpse vanished without a trace, leaving behind a handful of treasures: "As they say, to the soul belongs its peace, and to the earth belongs its dust. This old Daoist will send Lin Caiyi’s remains back to Xuanxian Continent for proper burial. As for the magic artifacts she left behind, naturally, they belong to Little Friend. Please accept them."

Storage Spirit Device, Profound Light Shield, Upper Grade Spiritual Artifact Xuan Turtle Armor, as well as a Formation Array, and a broken Mid Grade Flying Sword, split into two.

To think that a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage carried assets of this caliber—it was remarkable.

Yet Li Yi’s eyes flickered slightly, immediately speaking: "Taixian Weng, the Golden Core cultivators had earlier declared their stakes laid upon this duel. Now that I’ve won, Lin Caiyi’s belongings alone scarcely cover the wager."

"Oh? Is there truth to this?" Taixian Weng swept his gaze across the Golden Core cultivators standing outside the Magic Battle Platform.

Seeing all of them silent, he instantly understood.

Such a matter was likely true.

Taixian Weng smiled and said, "No matter, since this old Daoist has stepped forward to oversee this affair, fairness and justice are assured. Little Friend, name your claim, and if it falls short, this old Daoist shall supplement it."

Having heard this...

The surrounding Golden Core cultivators couldn’t help but offer cold sneers in their hearts.

To dare take advantage of Taixian Weng—this must be courting death. Surely, they wondered, whether Li Yi had the fortune to seize the treasure or the doom to never make use of it?

Li Yi was well aware of this reality, but having already slain a person, why fear offending Xuanxian Continent’s cultivators? Besides, he was in dire poverty and needed resources for survival and cultivation. Today, he had wagered even his life, so why not risk disfavor with Taixian Weng?

"With the senior’s word, this junior can rest assured."

After expressing his gratitude, he activated his Storage Magical Artifact.

Two hundred-plus corpses of Extraordinary Creatures instantly appeared on the Magic Battle Platform.

Most of these corpses were at the Soul Realm, while quite a few were at the Spirit Power Realm level.

Though not particularly rare specimens, their sheer quantity was striking.

"So many Extraordinary Creature corpses? Did Li Yi clear out a Danger Zone?" Di Zhu’an, who stood nearby, was immediately shocked.

"According to Tianchang City Investigation Bureau, Li Yi recently swept all Extraordinary Creatures within a hundred kilometers radius of the Danger Zone. I previously dismissed the report as false, but now it seems to have been true." Master Pete revealed an expression of admiration.

This feat alone surely saved countless lives indirectly.

"Li Yi was punished before, tasked with hunting a hundred Exceptional Creatures before being allowed back to the academy. He actually completed this punishment." Sheriff Wu Zuo Hua, who had discreetly approached the Magic Battle Platform, expressed his astonishment.

"There are at least two to three hundred corpses here—the numbers are staggering indeed."

At this moment—

Taixian Weng smiled faintly upon seeing this: "The remains of Spiritual Beasts? Simple enough."

Saying this, he waved his massive sleeve, a blazing flame surging heavenward, instantly enveloping all the Extraordinary Creature corpses.

Within the hearth of flame, the corpses quickly dissolved, disappearing completely in a flash.

Li Yi froze for a moment.

But he soon noticed something amiss.

The corpses weren’t destroyed but refined—their Essence of Qi and Blood extracted. What remained of them was the residue and waste, utterly useless.

"These Spiritual Beast corpses, this old Daoist has refined them into Spirit Blood Pills as compensation." Taixian Weng said this and cast a glance at the Golden Core cultivators.

The Golden Core cultivators trembled in unison, not daring to be negligent, hastily retrieving various spiritual medicines from their Storage Spirit Devices.

These spiritual medicines flew forth and merged with the extracted Essence of Qi and Blood, forming red jade-like elixirs shimmering with crimson glows.

A total of three hundred Spirit Blood Pills.

"Little Friend, catch." Taixian Weng waved his sleeve once more, sending all the Spirit Blood Pills toward Li Yi.

Li Yi immediately felt an overwhelming medicinal energy surging toward him, his entire body stirring with Qi and Blood.

Clearly, these Spirit Blood Pills were no ordinary items.

Without hesitation, he promptly collected them all.

However, Li Yi did not stop there—rather, he extended his palm, revealing half of a Sword Coin fragment: "I have a damaged Miracle Item."

"No problem."

Taixian Weng glanced at the fragmentary Sword Coin, lamenting its incomplete state, then signaled toward one of the Golden Core cultivators.

This Golden Core cultivator reluctantly retrieved a strange bone, though its origin was unknown. Nonetheless, it radiated an energy field, proving to be another Miracle Item. Unfortunately, the bone itself was also incomplete, reducing its overall value significantly.

"That’s the damaged Miracle Item I wagered." Di Zhu’an’s heart dripped with grief.

But upon seeing the bone ultimately land in Li Yi’s hands, he felt mildly consoled.

Better Li Yi claimed it than some rival.

Li Yi didn’t hesitate, accepting the fractured Miracle Item, before pointing to Good Wings standing outside of the Magic Battle Platform: "That’s my mount."

Another Golden Core cultivator, quick on the uptake, immediately surrendered a jade token: "This is a Spirit Beast Token, capable of creating its own space for raising and carrying Spiritual Beasts with ease."

The others fixed their gazes on Li Yi.

He should stop—enough was enough. Don’t push the limits.

Li Yi ignored their glowering, murderous stares. Since he was already considered an offense, why not ensure it became a thorough one?

Finally—

Taking one last calculated risk, he presented a Seven-Colored Stone.

The stone, comparable to a complete Miracle Item, emitted an astonishing energy field, akin to the Dragon Scale seen earlier.

Its emergence left the Golden Core cultivators visibly astounded.

Even more surprised than when they had encountered the Fei Mu Needle.

"What value does this item hold?" Li Yi fixed his gaze upon Taixian Weng.

He understood that many treasures were best kept hidden, lest they draw calamities. Yet he was prepared for this—after the current ordeal, he planned to cross worlds, concealing himself as he pursued cultivation and avoiding further conflict.

Future consequences would simply have to wait.

Taixian Weng paused, evidently stunned by Li Yi’s possession of such a treasure. Though unfamiliar with the Seven-Colored Stone, his instincts as a Divinity Transformation Cultivator identified it as material akin to the Dragon Scale, suitable for crafting not just high-grade treasures, but even Immortal Artifacts.

"Little Friend certainly has remarkable fortunes." He praised.

Li Yi replied, "When you gamble with your life, you’re bound to reap some rewards. It pales in comparison to those of Xuanxian Continent, soaring through the skies and living as carefree immortals."

Taixian Weng ignored the Golden Core cultivators, knowing they couldn’t afford this stone’s worth. As such, he would have to compensate it himself.

Either by returning the Dragon Scale, or...

"I’ve been played, it seems."

Taixian Weng maintained his benevolent image, yet by now he fully understood that this Golden Academy student came well-prepared, wagering treasures and assets against Lin Caiyi boldly. The Golden Core cultivators paid the price for their arrogance, forced to contribute endlessly.

Otherwise, all prior efforts would be wasted.

"What courage—have you never considered the possibility of losing?" Taixian Weng asked indifferently.

Li Yi smiled: "I am but a martial artist. If I lost, I’d face death—nothing more. Without the determination to risk destruction, how could I have narrowly won this duel?"

"Well said." Taixian Weng nodded approvingly, then waved his wide sleeve, summoning the previously seen treasure mirror.

"This is a Low Grade Treasure Artifact I carry with me—the Glazed Golden Light Mirror. Its value matches that of your Seven-Colored Stone. I shall compensate you with this."

Though feeling the sting of loss, he would not relinquish the Dragon Scale.

"Many thanks for your generous gift, Immortal." Li Yi cupped his fists in gratitude and promptly took the item.

After this duel, he had certainly reaped a bountiful harvest.