Chapter 9

"Xiao Shou won?"

"Xiao Shou won!"

The battle ended, and the barrier fell.

The audience's deafening cheers startled Xiao Shou. He turned his head and was surprised to see so many people had gathered here.

It seemed that all the outer court disciples of Yuntai were here!

Many of the junior disciples were crying, and Xiao Shou had no idea why they were crying, so he just assumed they were acting crazy.

"Suspected, passive value, +324."

"Admired, passive value, +1125."

Xiao Shou glanced at the information bar and was almost scared to his knees.

What's going on?

The initial wave of suspicion was understandable, after all, he, Xiao Shou, had only a Fifth Realm cultivation and had won the group championship, naturally inviting criticism.

Liu Zhen and Zhou Zuo were also on the stage, but anyone with eyes could see they were just there to fill the spots, so he was naturally the champion.

But the "admiration" that followed...

This was a bit mysterious!

This seemed to be the first time it had appeared?

And then…

A thousand passive values???

Xiao Shou was dumbfounded!

This guy, who only wanted to take more beatings and earn more passive values, clearly hadn't realized that he had become the indomitable, self-improving man who ultimately turned the tide with a sliver of life and won the championship in the eyes of everyone!

After all, to the newcomers, he was just a human punching bag, being beaten up.

Those people were simply beasts, how could they hit so hard? Look at Xiao Shou's face, bruised and swollen…

Hmm? How come the injuries are so light?

The referee, expressionless, walked over with a tray, "Congratulations, Xiao Shou!"

On the tray was the prize, a ring, and nothing else.

Xiao Shou raised an eyebrow, a spatial ring?

This was a good thing, something he couldn't buy even if he sold his courtyard and black sword.

He picked up the ring and pointed at the referee's trembling hand, sincerely saying, "Thank you, but there's no need to be so excited for me."

The referee's hand trembled even more upon hearing this.

Am I excited? I'm just suppressing my anger with this tray!

Throughout the entire battle, except for stealing a few kills, he had almost no sense of participation, which made him very desperate.

He had intended to fulfill his duties, but ended up being a mere figurehead, accomplishing nothing.

This Xiao Shou had thoroughly deceived him. It wasn't until the end of the battle that he realized this guy was actually a physical innate!

I knew it, the innate aura from the previous two times was from him!

The referee suppressed his surging emotions and waved his hand indifferently, "Keep it up!"

Then he turned and left.

Xiao Shou found it strange but also waved back, shouting at his back, "I will!"

The referee's hand trembled, almost dropping the tray.

"Hey, my sword!" Xiao Shou shouted from behind.

The referee lunged forward, caught the tray, and without looking back, threw the sword on his back.

Xiao Shou frowned, staring at his back, muttering, "Strange!"

…

"Xiao Shou!"

"Xiao Shou!"

The audience was shouting, initially it was the girls screaming, then the people around them, embarrassed by the stares, also started shouting.

Xiao Shou was very embarrassed. He didn't know what these people were up to, but since they were shouting his name so excitedly, he waved at them.

"Sit down, no need to be polite."

Rao Yinyin stood up, stretched, and pulled down her red skirt that had been pulled up by the little girl, teasing, "You can go find your little beast brother now!"

Su Qianqian smiled, with two dimples on her face, "No need, it's best that my little beast brother doesn't leave the Spirit Palace!"

"Look at how excited the girls next to you are, what if your little beast brother gets taken away?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Su Qianqian blushed, "I don't have such thoughts."

"Oh? Is that so?"

"Ignore you!"

Su Qianqian jumped off the chair, her head bumping into Rao Yinyin's chest, her cheeks turning red again. She picked up her large sword and ran off.

"Tsk tsk, so cute…"

Xiao Shou naturally noticed the two girls. To be honest, there weren't many innate auras in the arena, and his innate physical body wasn't obvious, but others' innate auras were very noticeable.

At least that transcendent aura was different from the girls who were screaming his name.

"Su Qianqian…?"

"It's been a long time…"

He was staring at the direction the little girl ran, when the woman in the red skirt suddenly turned back, winked, and smiled.

"Enticed, passive value, +1."

Xiao Shou was still lost in thought, but the next second, seeing this information, he almost spat blood.

Damn, some things should be left unsaid, why bring it up!

Dog system!

The place was empty.

Everyone was a Spirit Cultivator, even if they were fans for a second, they wouldn't do anything out of line.

Well, at least not openly…

Xiao Shou was about to leave when he saw Elder Qiao appear in front of him in a flash.

"Good for you, to turn the tide even after being beaten like that, you're something else!"

"Elder Qiao?"

Elder Qiao's face darkened, "So you didn't notice me at all, were you just looking at those two girls?"

"Hehe!" Xiao Shou said while walking, "Of course not, you were the first to come, right?!"

"Exactly!"

Xiao Shou was relieved, glad he had guessed right and quickly changed his questioning tone to an exclamatory one, avoiding being caught.

"When did you cultivate your innate physical body, even hiding it from me?" Elder Qiao asked.

Hmm?

You dare to ask me?

Xiao Shou was不服 (unconvinced), "Didn't I tell you I was innate last time? You didn't believe me?"

Last time?

Elder Qiao suddenly remembered the scene when they met in the Spirit Affairs Pavilion, and awkwardly smiled, "At that time… who would believe you!"

Seeing Xiao Shou about to get angry, he quickly took out a bottle of pills and stuffed it into his hands, "You're injured, right!"

"Here, take it, go back and rest well, see you later!" Then he ran off.

Xiao Shou: "…"

Is it that serious?

Just a few complaints, I won't eat you!

He looked at the pills Elder Qiao gave him, feeling a bit warm inside…

Hmm?

Elder Qiao, pills…

Xiao Shou suddenly shivered.

…

Xiao Shou returned to his room, washed up, and lay down on the soft bed that had been thoroughly cleaned, feeling very comfortable.

Even though he had expected it, winning the group championship and achieving his first great accomplishment in three years still felt like a dream.

It could only be said that the "strength" of the innate level was terrifying!

Under such attacks, he wouldn't have lasted a breath in the past; now, he only had some superficial injuries, and there was no such thing as broken bones or torn muscles.

These bruises and swollen face could be healed with a single cultivation session.

He thought about the pills Elder Qiao gave him and didn't dare to use them.

Taking out the champion's ring, after recognizing it with his blood, Xiao Shou saw a space inside about the size of half a room, which he liked very much.

There wasn't much inside, the value was in the ring itself, only a hundred spirit crystals and a bottle of pills.

Xiao Shou took out the pills and looked at them.

Spirit Cultivation Pill…

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly put the items away, storing some of his own miscellaneous items inside.

The feeling of having a personal small space was truly wonderful.

He didn't have the habit of wearing rings, so he strung the ring with a thread and wore it as a necklace.

This was his first championship in his difficult life, very meaningful, and he had to keep it well.

He lay on the bed, changed his position to make himself more comfortable.

Now, the main event…

How many passive values would he gain from this crazy beating, a battle that heaven had pitied him for?

Apart from a few glances at the beginning, he had held back throughout the entire battle, ignoring the numbers at the bottom of the screen, all for this moment!

Xiao Shou's heart raced as he looked at the very bottom of the information bar in the red interface in his mind.

A wave of happiness hit him, and his brain went blank with a "buzz."

His fingers twitched, counting unconsciously, "One, two, three…"

"Five digits!"

Passive value: 17660.