The Zhao Empire was within the Demonic Path’s domain of influence, so they also gained many of the Demonic Path’s simple and direct attributes. There weren’t many curves or roundabouts in how they handled things. Thus, once today’s ‘spar’ began, both sides went directly to the main topic.

“Everyone, please be quiet!” A middle-aged man in blue robes stepped out onto the blue stone platform. Even in this tense and thrilling situation, a gentle smile still hung on his face, making everyone feel subconsciously warm. This was the Four Seasons City Lord’s steward who had appeared outside the Dao Arena that one night – Sun San.

“Today, Chu Taidou has challenged Qin Yu in an alchemy competition. Today, we have invited three esteemed hosts to serve as witnesses for this event. The first is the Four Seasons City Lord, Lord Mei Ruliu.” Sun San respectfully bowed.

If one looked at the name Mei Ruliu alone, one would think they were a beautiful young woman. But, the truth was that this person was a sickly and sallow-faced middle-aged man with a weak and feeble aura. Perhaps because he was tortured by pain, numerous black spots covered his face. While he wasn’t to the point where he scared anyone that looked at him, his appearance still completely destroyed this name that should have been full of beauty and style.

“I have been troubled by illness recently. I just left seclusion the other day, so if little friend Qin Yu feels that I have neglected you in any way, I ask for you not to be offended.” Mei Ruliu smiled. He coughed several times as he spoke, appearing extremely...