Chapter 663 - 641: Spiritual Pressure Treasure Ring
"Sleep with you?"
Sun Zhe stared intently at Xia Shiqing, his eyes gradually clearing, and said excitedly, "Are you serious?"
"Smack!"
Xia Shiqing slapped him on the head, playfully saying, "What are you dreaming about!"
Sun Zhe covered his head, feeling frustrated, and said, "I knew you were teasing me."
"Alright, let’s talk business."
Sun Zhe’s expression turned serious, "Go ahead, ma’am!"
Xia Shiqing looked at him and said directly, "My training is actually very simple; you just need to become the Martial Hero of all the divisions in the underground martial arts arena within a month."
Sun Zhe was surprised, "Isn’t that simple?"
As far as he knew, the Martial Arts District in the underground arena only had four divisions: "Body Refining District," "Qi Refining District," "Golden Core District," and "Nascent Soul District." With his current cultivation strength at the Tier Five of Spirit Gathering Realm, becoming the Martial Hero of each division should be a piece of cake.
It could even be said to be a dimension-reducing attack, like a King Tier player bullying Bronze Tier players!
"Auntie, what kind of training is this? There’s no challenge whatsoever."
Xia Shiqing’s lips curled into a mysterious smile, "I hope you’ll say that after this."
Hearing this, Sun Zhe suddenly had a bad feeling.
Then Xia Shiqing lightly flipped her wrist, and like magic, she took out a rectangular metal box from her storage treasure.
The metal box was exquisitely shaped, entirely bright silver, engraved with exotic beast patterns, and inlaid with gemstones.
After a while, when she opened the box, Sun Zhe saw four shiny silver rings at a glance.
"What’s this?"
He casually picked up a ring and weighed it, feeling its heaviness.
Xia Shiqing smiled, "Try putting them on your wrists and ankles. You need to wear them on both hands and both feet."
Without hesitation, Sun Zhe did as instructed. After putting the rings on his wrists and ankles, he turned around twice, "And then? That’s it?"
Xia Shiqing lowered her gaze, murmuring some incantations, as if she were chanting a spell.
As she finished the incantation, the four rings burst into light, and the intricate engravings on them seemed to come alive, gently writhing.
"What the..."
Sun Zhe’s smile instantly froze, his face suddenly flushed red, his whole body trembling as he slowly bent forward, struggling desperately to lift a leg and take a small step, while his arms hung limply, unable to lift.
All at once, he felt as if an invisible mountain weighed down on him.
"Auntie, what on earth is this thing?"
Xia Shiqing looked at Sun Zhe’s struggling, flushed appearance with satisfaction and nodded, saying, "This is a ’Spiritual Pressure Treasure Ring’, a magical treasure specifically used for cultivation."
"The Spiritual Pressure Treasure Ring can suppress you comprehensively. Currently, you can only exert the strength of the late Body Refinement stage. Once you obtain the Martial Hero title in the ’Body Refining District’ of the underground arena, I’ll then increase your strength to the Qi Refining stage."
"Remember, you need to become the Martial Hero of all four divisions within a month."
Sun Zhe laboriously took a few steps forward, turned around, and looked at her with a bitter face, "I knew it wouldn’t be so easy."
Xia Shiqing giggled, "Alright, you little rascal, adapt slowly. Once you get used to it, it’ll be fine."
"I have to go back to the palace this afternoon, so I’m leaving now. Remember to clean up the dishes at home, see you tonight."
"Oh, I almost forgot to remind you, only I can remove these Spiritual Pressure Treasure Rings. If you want to take them off yourself, you’d have to chop off your hands and feet."
"..."
Watching Xia Shiqing’s departing figure, Sun Zhe felt utterly helpless.
It took him a great deal of effort to clean up the dishes on the table, and more effort to go upstairs, take a bath, change clothes, and then go out.
Over time, he gradually adapted to the suppression of the Spiritual Pressure Treasure Rings.
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Underground martial arts arena.
Sun Zhe went straight to the Martial Arts District and effortlessly found the registration point.
He had already grasped the rules and processes of the Martial Arts District while hanging out with Chen Ruolong.
Every day in the Martial Arts District, the Changwu Pavilion hosts "Martial Challenges."
Martial Challenges are a type of tournament.
Any eligible martial artist can register to participate, and rankings are based on the number of consecutive wins.
The one ranked first becomes the "Martial Hero."
Sun Zhe had looked at the leaderboard previously, and the current Martial Hero of the "Body Refining District" had won twenty-nine consecutive matches.
Therefore, he needed at least thirty consecutive wins to claim the Martial Hero title in the "Body Refining District."
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At the registration window in the office hall.
Sun Zhe handed his martial artist ID card to the uniformed lady in the window, "Hello, beautiful, I want to sign up for the Body Refining District’s Martial Challenge."
The unsmiling lady glanced at Sun Zhe, then at the martial name "Ghost" on his martial artist ID card, suddenly feeling amused.
"So, Ghost, are you sure you want to register?"
Sun Zhe felt a bit embarrassed, "I’m sure."
When it came to the martial name "Ghost," Sun Zhe truly regretted it in hindsight.
Back when he was applying for the martial artist ID, the staff asked him what kind of martial name he wanted. He then asked what kind of names were allowed, and the staff gave examples like nicknames, aliases, and childhood names.
Hearing "childhood name," Sun Zhe couldn’t help but think of Zhu Yan.
Because when he was a kid, his childhood name, called by Zhu Yan, was "Ghost."
In a moment of impulse, he chose "Ghost" as his martial name.
The lady looked at the "Ghost" in front of her, suppressing her laughter, and took out a peculiar metallic device from a drawer, placing it on the windowsill, asking Sun Zhe to press the button on the device with the greatest strength using his usual hand’s thumb.