Supreme Devouring God
Chapter 37: Fight for Life and Death!

Chapter 37: Chapter 37: Fight for Life and Death!

Several hours later, Qin Chen felt that he had achieved some results.

Qin Chen focused slightly.

He looked at a teacup in the room.

Suddenly,

the teacup was lifted into the air, hanging there.

"Telekinesis!"

Qin Chen was overjoyed.

But it was precisely this relaxation of his mind that caused the telekinesis to fade, and the teacup fell to the floor.

"Although it’s only a trace of telekinesis, it’s a good start."

Qin Chen was happy in his heart.

Qin Chen looked outside, and it was already dawn.

Unknowingly,

a whole night had passed.

Indeed, time flies in cultivation.

Qin Chen got out of bed.

He now had two tasks.

One was to find a worthy gamble.

The other was to cultivate the "Lightning Blade Technique."

Just as he left his room, Qin Chen ran into Sheng Xuefu.

Inside the house, Shen Mirui had also gotten up.

The three of them, one man and two women, sat together drinking Primordial Spirit Porridge.

They chatted happily,

which warmed Qin Chen’s heart.

This Saint Institute, in Qin Chen’s eyes, must be his second home.

"Right!"

Suddenly, Shen Mirui remembered something.

Then,

she directly took out a spirit fruit from her Qiankun Bag.

"Is this the Thousand-Year-Old Ancient Spiritual Fruit?"

Qin Chen raised his eyebrows.

This Thousand-Year-Old Ancient Spiritual Fruit was a treasure.

But in terms of value, it was definitely worth no less than fifty stone coins.

It contained rich energy essence, a great supplement for martial artists.

"Yes."

Shen Mirui nodded.

"I had forgotten earlier and didn’t prepare any greeting gift for you."

"Let this Thousand-Year-Old Ancient Spiritual Fruit be my greeting gift to you."

Shen Mirui said with a smile.

"How could I?"

Qin Chen waved his hands.

This Thousand-Year-Old Ancient Spiritual Fruit was too precious.

"Then I’ll just have to give myself to you, Junior Brother."

Shen Mirui said with a laugh.

Qin Chen was astounded.

"Giggle giggle."

Sheng Xuefu laughed from the side.

"Alright, take it. After all, you called me ’senior sister.’ This belated greeting gift, you must accept it."

"Besides, this thing is not precious to me."

Shen Mirui spoke with a smile.

"Alright then," Qin Chen nodded.

With that,

he had solved his first problem.

Once the "Lightning Blade Technique" was practiced enough, he could head to Thunder State Hall.

The Thousand-Year-Old Ancient Spiritual Fruit as a bet was completely sufficient.

...

After the meal, Qin Chen practiced the "Lightning Blade Technique" alone in an empty space.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

In the empty space, the sound of cutting wind echoed constantly.

"Lightning Blade Technique, First Move, Lightning Slash!"

Half an hour later, Qin Chen’s blade chopped down.

Crack!

A thick tree was directly cut in half.

"Lightning Blade Technique, First Move, The Minor Achievement."

Qin Chen was delighted in his heart.

To achieve The Minor Achievement in half an hour was truly impressive.

He stimulated his Divine Power, and his strength immediately recovered.

Fatigue was swept away.

Keep going!

Qin Chen was extremely determined.

In a blink,

it was night.

"Tomorrow, I will head to Thunder State Hall."

Qin Chen felt he was ready.

At night.

Qin Chen continued practicing the "Life Thought Technique."

The next day.

After finishing a bowl of Primordial Spirit Porridge, Qin Chen headed directly to Thunder State Hall.

By noon, he had arrived at Thunder State Hall.

From a distance, Qin Chen could hear the incredibly enthusiastic cheers.

Thunder State Hall was immensely huge.

At the same time, it could accommodate ten thousand people.

Cheers and shouts arose, naturally massive in momentum.

Qin Chen, at a stall nearby, bought a mask.

Wearing the mask, Qin Chen entered the Thunder State Hall.

"Hello."

Seeing Qin Chen walk in, a servant approached him.

"May I ask, are you here to watch the battle? To enter our Thunder State Hall to watch now, you just need one thousand gold coins."

The servant said.

A thousand gold coins per person?

Hearing this, Qin Chen secretly clicked his tongue in amazement.

One thousand gold coins per person, then in just one day, just the entrance fee alone could easily exceed ten million gold coins, perhaps even more.

"I am here to engage in a life-and-death duel."

Qin Chen was not one for unnecessary chatter.

"Oh? Then please follow me."

The servant raised his eyebrows and then led Qin Chen to a reception room.

"What would you like to wager?"

The servant asked.

"This."

Qin Chen directly took out the Thousand-Year-Old Ancient Spiritual Fruit.

"Thousand-Year-Old Ancient Spiritual Fruit?"

The servant’s eyes lit up.

"What is your Cultivation?" the servant asked once more.

Without hesitating, Qin Chen’s power burst forth instantly.

Eight ferocious tiger specters appeared.

"The Fifth Layer of Body Refinement?"

The servant smiled faintly.

Many who came to the Thunder State Hall for life-and-death duels were of the Body Refining Realm, but there were also quite a few strong warriors from the Yuan Condensation realm.

Qin Chen’s Cultivation level was considered average.

"At our Thunder State Hall, the odds are one-to-one. If you win, do you want another Thousand-Year-Old Ancient Spiritual Fruit, stone coins, or gold coins?"

the servant asked.

"How many stone coins can I get?" Qin Chen asked.

"According to market rate, fifty stone coins," the servant replied.

"I’ll take stone coins."

Qin Chen nodded.

For others, the Thousand-Year-Old Ancient Spiritual Fruit might be more suitable.

After all, the energy within the Spirit Fruit was easy to absorb.

But actually, the energy of one Thousand-Year-Old Ancient Spiritual Fruit was not equivalent to that of fifty stone coins.

Qin Chen, different from ordinary people with his superhuman speed in refining stone coins, naturally chose stone coins.

"Very well, may I ask how to address you?"

The servant inquired.

"Call me Chen Qin," Qin Chen responded.

"Alright, please wait a moment; we will arrange it for you immediately."

The servant nodded slightly and then walked out of the reception room.

Qin Chen waited patiently in the reception room.

Shortly thereafter.

The servant came in.

"We have found an opponent for you, but there is one issue," the servant said.

"What is the issue?"

Qin Chen inquired.

"Although the opponent is also in the Fifth Layer of Body Refinement, the other is a Demon Hunter."

The servant said.

"Demon Hunter?"

Qin Chen was taken aback.

Demon Hunters were warriors who frequently ventured into the Ten Thousand Mountains to hunt Demon Beasts.

Such people had an extremely rich experience in combat.

Compared to regular Martial Artists, these individuals were tougher to fight.

"You can choose to wait again; we can continue to arrange for you."

Seeing that Qin Chen did not respond, the servant hurriedly said.

"No need."

Qin Chen waved his hand, "Let it be him."

Time was precious, and he couldn’t afford to keep waiting here.

The servant, somewhat surprised by his response, nodded.

"Alright."

When Qin Chen entered the Thunder State Hall, the surroundings were already filled with a tsunami-like chorus of cheers.

Qin Chen estimated that the number of people was at least no less than twenty thousand.

The focus point was a huge fighting ring.

A muscular man already stood in the ring.

This battle would take place under the watchful eyes of twenty thousand people.

The loser would die.

The victor would revel in the cheers of twenty thousand people.

Qin Chen stepped onto the ring.

"Zhao Shen!"

"Zhao Shen!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

Countless spectators were actually cheering for that Zhao Shen, the muscular man.

The ring was filled with the smell of blood.

Clearly, someone had just died here not long ago.

"Sigh."

Qin Chen let out a breath.

"The first battle of life and death has begun!"

His eyes were fierce.