Cultivation Online Chapter 220
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Standing casually by the wall, Yuan pondered what he could use his contribution points on.
'I already have two Soul Weapons and a couple of treasures, so I don't need any more of these. I also have enough techniques. What about cultivation resources? But how do I know what I need?'
'I am one level away from being a Spirit Master, but I am not in a rush. Though, if they have something that can help me reach Spirit Master, I might as well get it…'
After pondering for a few minutes, Yuan decided to ask for some Spirit Warrior monster cores so that he can consume them and hopefully reach the Spirit Master realm.
However, just as Yuan prepared to return to the reception, a large frame suddenly stepped in front of him and blocked his path.
Yuan raised his eyes slightly to look at Mad Tiger Wu Laohu staring at him with profound rage within his gaze.
"What do you want this time? I'm certain that I'm not blocking your path this time," Yuan said to him in a slightly mocking tone.
"You must think you're safe just because Elder Zhou stopped me from beating you, huh? Unless you plan on staying in the Exchange Hall for the rest of your life, you'll never escape from me!" Wu Laohu growled in a low voice.
"Why would I need to escape from you? If you have a problem with me, we can settle this with a sect elder's assistance." Yuan said to him.
"Oh, don't worry, we'll settle this alright, and we won't even need any assistance from a sect elder," said Wu Laohu as he reached into his robes and pulled out his disciple identification token.
"I, Wu Laohu, challenge you to a deathmatch!"
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Ding!
[You have received a special request!]
[Outer Court Disciple Wu Laohu has challenged you to a deathmatch!]
The other disciples there gasped in shock when they heard Wu Laohu's words.
"Good lord! Did the Mad Tiger just challenge someone to a deathmatch?! It has been over a year since he's last stepped onto that kind of stage!"
"What's that Outer Court disciple going to do?! He has every right to refuse Mad Tiger's challenge, but I doubt the Mad Tiger would accept that!"
Yuan looked at Wu Laohu's disciple identification badge that was shoved directly in front of his face, and he spoke in a somewhat surprised voice, "You're willing to challenge someone to a deathmatch because they 'blocked' your path? You're probably the most unreasonable person I've come across to date!"
"You think this is about that?! This is about you making me lose face in front of so many people! This is about Elder Zhou scolding me! If you hadn't opposed me, none of that would've happened!" Wu Laohu said in a suppressed voice, yet one could hear the anger in his voice very clearly!
Yuan stared at Wu Laohu in disbelief. He simply couldn't believe that someone so unreasonable would exist in this world, and he cannot imagine what goes through such a mind.
After a moment of silence, Yuan shook his head and said, "I'll have to refuse your challenge. You may be an unreasonable person, but there's no reason for me to go along with your farce."
"Y-You little…" Wu Laohu's large body trembled, yet he didn't dare to act too rashly, especially since he was inside the Exchange Hall. If he fought Yuan in this place, he would definitely receive a harsh punishment. However, if he waited until Yuan left the premises, he would be able to beat Yuan up all he wanted and he'll most likely only receive a slap on the wrist like all the other times.
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"Good! If that's how you want to play, I'll play your damn game!" Wu Laohu said to Yuan before leaving the Exchange Hall with large strides and heavy steps.
'What a bothersome disciple…' Elder Zhou sighed inwardly after watching this scene from somewhere inside the building.
'I should let the Sect Master know about this just in case anything really happens.'
After Wu Laohu left the scene, an upset voice resounded in Yuan's head, "Why didn't you just accept his challenge, Young Master? It wouldn't have required you to lift more than a single finger to kill that arrogant cultivator. If you don't want to kill him, I'll gladly turn him into ashes for you!"
Yuan shook his head and said, "I simply cannot imagine killing someone over something so insignificant. Why are there such unreasonable and petty people in this world? It's almost like nobody had taught them about decency or respect."
"Anyway, I'm going to see if they have Spirit Warrior monster cores. I really hope that guy calms." Yuan said as he approached the receptionist once again.
If Wu Laohu was a fellow player, he might've accepted the deathmatch because they can respawn with only slightly inconveniences, but since he doesn't know whether NPCs can respawn or not, he didn't want to take their lives so easily, as that would feel like he'd actually murdered someone.
After reaching the desk, the disciple behind it looked at Yuan as though he was crazy, as most Outer Court disciples wouldn't even dare to look at Wu Laohu, much less oppose him!
"Do you have any Spirit Warrior monster cores?" Yuan asked the disciple since he wasn't talking.
"Spirit Warrior… monster cores?"
The ridicule on the disciple's face became even more apparent after hearing Yuan's words. After all, what kind of Outer Court disciple would be able to afford Spirit Warrior monster cores? Even if he could afford it, why would he need something so powerful at his level? Only Core Disciples would need something so powerful.
"You won't find any Spirit Warrior monster cores on the first floor. You need to head to the second floor, but only Inner Court disciples are allowed up there." The disciple answered Yuan a moment later.
"Inner Court disciple, huh? Looks like I won't be able to obtain the monster cores for now." Yuan sighed.
Author's Note: Check out my new novel 'Inferior Cultivation System' if you like OP MC, smart MC, knowledgable MC, Systems, and face-slapping. Don't worry, it won't affect my release rate for Cultivation Online or Dual Cultivation.
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