Zi Tian

An extremely handsome elf stepped up, he had brunette wavy hair that fell down to his shoulders and pink, lust filled eyes. The colour was a pastel rose, however the seemingly serene colour was turnt vile under his depraved gaze towards a certain heaven class combatant.

"I challenge her", pointing his long smooth fingers toward a girl with purple eyes, Zi Tian.

Zi Tian's face first scrunched with disgust then pure anger. 'How dare he, how dare this man look at me with anything but fear.'

"I accept," she said.

" How about we have a wager" the elf playfully suggested.

"Continue," Zi Tian said.

"If I win, you become my property, body, soul and mind. I own you, if not you can in return cripple me."

"Kill"

"Huh?" the elf asked confused.

"Kill not cripple you!" Zi Tian seethed her purple eyes filled with anger as she glared at the lecherous elf.

"Deal," the elf chuckled, seemingly unfazed about the new terms in the deal, " My name is Ryul by the way, your soon to be master."

"Just start." Zi Tian indifferently said, regaining her calm.

Ryul softly landed into the arena, his feet gracefully touching the ground while Zi Tian turned into a stream of wind landing opposite the elf.

Albert stepped up, " This is quite an unexpected turn of events, it seems that the Ryuk who was quite lowkey in the battle royal wishes to fight Zi Tian 5th place in the heaven combat class and the guild leader of The Empress' Pavilion.

"Let the battle begin!"

Before Albert even finished saying begin Zi Tian hurtled across the colosseum, a sword materialising out her hands while she did so.

The Taiji sword glowed green, the two edged sword radiated with danger, it gave the feeling of pure and unadulterated sharpness, as if it could cut through anything.

Ryul hastily retreated, his playful demeanour still on display as he gracefully circled round the guild leader. A heavy pistol, similar to a desert eagle slowly shimmered into existence

Bang!

A pink bullet darted out of the barrel aiming directly towards the beautiful back of Zi Tian. A sickening crunch sounded as the bullet pierced the spine of Zi Tian, glowing red blood spewed out the wound sizzling as it reached the recently repaired stone floor.

The bullet seemingly disappeared as an exit wound was not spotted but more observant people may have been able to see the slightly pink glow the blood pouring out the wound now had.

Sami frowned, seemingly realising something, however said nothing as this was not his fight, this world is cruel and those not related to him do not deserve his help. Especially since Zi Tian is so anti-men she may think this is a save the beauty plot.

Zi Tian dashed to the left trying to regain her calm, right hand shined with a fiery aura as she cauterised her wound, not a single sound coming out her mouth as she did so.

The woman of The Empress' Pavilion stared in silence as they put their absolute trust in their leader.

Instead of dashing towards Ryul she just circled around him staying on her toes to make sure he doesn't catch her by surprise again. Her sword instead of glowing green just stayed the same colour, only a faint sheen on the edges showing aura was being used.

Zi Tian took a deep breath and simply swung her sword, sword users in the audience felt an unprecedented danger as a crescent shaped projectile hurtled out the Taiji Jian.

Ryul tried to continue being playful however Zi Tian's strike would not allow it, his face turned solemn as vines erupted from the ground trying to stop the pursuit of the projectile.

However it didn't work, the crescent moon sliced through the vines as if it was cutting air, continuing until it reached the elf, slicing his left ear off.

Ryul's face shrivelled in pain as his pointed ear fell to the ground, similar to Zi Tian blood began spurting out of his wound showering the ground in red droplets.

The difference in reactions to injury have already displayed the gap between the elf and the guild leader, Ryul simply cannot match her. Zi Tian swung her sword again. The aura that materialised this time was shaped like a wing, wind blew as it travelled across the colosseum.

The green wing soared towards Ryul not giving him anytime to recover chasing him in every direction eventually slashing into the torso of Ryul, the wing tried its best to burrow deep into the elf's body however an eerie purple aura seeped from his chest repelling the wing and sending it flying into the side of the arena.

The force field protecting the audience shimmered as it blocked the attack, a scratch appeared, showing the lethality of Zi Tian's attack.

The elf slowly breathed in trying to regain his composure however Zi Tian did not allow it, she once again swung her sword, two wings appeared this time one a vermillion red the other a jade green.

Ryul wasted no time releasing his devil element, the eerie aura forming a giant purple hand that grasped the wings trying to snuff out Zi Tian's attack, an awesome battle of colours appeared in the sky, it was like fireworks, beautiful, spectacular but also dangerous.

The eerie purple versus the vivid red and green. No colour wanted to give up as they all tried to conquer the audience's view.

Zi Tian didn't spare another second looking at the show in the air as she charged up her fourth attack a faint shadow of a phoenix appeared as her sword glowed with wind and fire aura.

The energy build up was quiet but with every second she held out her sword the more fear people felt, the audience was sweating bullets they felt that if Zi Tian strike was released they would simply cease to exist,

And most realised this was not the end of the sword technique as the phoenix is synonymous with the number nine. Due to both having connotations of longevity. Meaning there were still five more strikes yet to be released.

Ryul simply smirked. His serious demeanour seemed to have disappeared going back to his playful one.

He cooed, "Are you sure you want to hit me baby?"

'It's begun Sami thought.'

Zi Tian's purple irises flooded with pink, as her aura from her attack vanished, her expression seemed to be a mix between anger and submission as she stared at the elf.

"Wh…ha…what, did you doooooo to me?!" her normally indifferent voice was filled with desire.

Ryul chuckled, "Remember that bullet, you got wounded with, it was filled with a mix of poison and devil aura allowing for an interesting combination due to my physique."

"Bastard" Zi Tian's voice didn't sound intimidating anymore, it was more of a cute defiance.

"Don't worry, this won't take long, the poison is running throughout your body as we speak and soon you'll be my slave." he said as he licked his lips.

Zi Tian's face continuously changed expressions as she tried to will herself to not fall for the man in front of her. She blasted fire aura throughout her body trying to eradicate the poison, steam coming off her body as her blood evaporated.

But it was not enough!

The pink bullet was thoroughly fused within her body and unless she had help from an emperor level practitioner it would never leave her body.

Someone like Samael could also help but he had already decided to not involve himself in this mess and Zi Tian's pride would not allow anyone to help her in the first place.

Zi Tian's face returned to calm, as steam continued to radiate from her body, her jade-like skin turned more red by the second as her blood expanded and rose to the top of her skin.

The audience could sense the excruciating pain she was feeling but it was the only way she could stay sane.

The proud woman stared at the elf, grabbed her sword and slit her throat. Her expression was indifferent as she did so.

Zi Tian's body crumpled to the ground as blood spurted out the wound, littering the ground with beautiful ruby droplets..

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Info of the day - Fortune tellers

As seen with Rosa, there are some physiques that allow you to see the future, however the future seen is not set in stone as there are an infinite number of possibilities so an infinite amount of futures.

However the futures seen by these people are normally the most likely ones to occur so many times cultivators will ask fortune tellers for a reading.

There are also bloodlines with this trait, the Morai family being the most well known.

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