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"Although Dark Palace has been suppressed by Bright Temple over the years, its foundation is still formidable despite the decline."

"Dark Palace now aims to establish itself in the Underworld. If River of Styx Sanctuary can't accept this challenge, their future in the Underworld will only get tougher."

"Despite being from the Lower Realm and only joining the River of Styx Sanctuary for over a decade, the Holy Son of Styx River has accepted the challenge, facing the entire Dark Palace's pressure. That's admirable!"

Among the cultivators, someone openly admired Zhe Liang.

River of Styx Sanctuary had reasons to accept the challenge.

Zhe Liang's courage and responsibility were commendable for taking on this challenge.

Hearing the admiration from the Underworld cultivators, Gu Xiaoqi and Gu Simu felt proud but also worried.

As they prepared to inquire further, someone mentioned the location of the duel.

"The Holy Son of Styx River and the Dark Palace young lord have already entered Mandala Arena, participating in the Underworld's most brutal trial competition."

"This time, the Mandala Arena has a hundred vicious Saint Stage prisoner cultivators, each with blood-stained hands and numerous secret techniques."

"The trial lasts for ten days. Participants must either kill each other or hunt the most prisoners in the final hunting stage to win."

Someone explained the brutal nature and rules of the Mandala Arena.

This trial method was like a cruel selection process.

Only the top Underworld forces could initiate the Mandala trial.

Participants not only faced their opponents but also the deadly prisoners.

These prisoners were promised freedom if they killed the trial participants, making the trial extremely dangerous.

Even if they survived, they would still be eliminated if their hunting points were lower than their opponents.

The winner of the trial would receive immense rewards.

Understanding the trial rules, Gu Xiaoqi felt confident in Zhe Liang, who had received their master's true teachings.

"Regarding agility and stealth, Zhe Liang will not lose to any cultivator of the same level."

With this thought, Gu Xiaoqi felt somewhat relieved but still worried.

Balancing her master's inspection task and Zhe Liang's safety, she decided to head to Mandala Arena with Simu.

The inspection task involved checking for extraterrestrial invasions and observing Zhe Liang's progress.

Simu agreed, worrying about her Uncle Zhe Liang.

She remembered his quiet demeanor but also how he once held her when she was little.

Thus, she packed all the uneaten food.

Leaving the hotel, she pulled out a giant wine gourd.

The wine gourd expanded into a powerful flying artifact.

Recognizing the style, Gu Xiaoqi knew it was crafted by the Dwarf Demon Clan.

Their works were always high-quality but came with significant side effects.

Hesitating, Gu Xiaoqi considered exposing her true form to fly directly to the arena.

However, remembering her master's instruction to avoid exposing her true form unless necessary, she hesitated.

"Qiqi! Don't worry!"

"This gourd's side effect just makes you feel extremely drunk, no big deal."

Seeing Gu Xiaoqi's hesitation, Simu confidently sat on the gourd.

Getting extremely drunk didn't seem like a minor issue to Gu Xiaoqi.

Knowing that Simu and her master had strong destinies avoiding side effects didn't reassure her. Enjoy exclusive chapters from My Virtual Library Empire

She didn't have it, after all. And the last thing she wanted was to be the poor fortunate who died from drunk.

"Such fragrant wine!"

"So fragrant!"

"Hey! I haven't drunk anything yet, why do I feel so dizzy... this feels great!"

At that moment, a passing Abyssal Clan cultivator suddenly felt his vision blurry.

He was an alcoholic and who was about to drink at the Tasty Pavilion. And he was drunk as soon as he walked pass the wine gourd.

He collapsed into a bush, reeking of alcohol.

"Thankfully, there's already an unlucky guy!"

"Hopefully, I'm not the next."

Seeing this, Gu Xiaoqi quickly boarded the gourd.

The Mountain Back Puppet also sat behind, with little Suan Ni peeking out curiously.

Suddenly, it smelled something strange, felt dizzy, and slipped back into the basket.

"Let's go!"

Simu, not noticing these details at all. No matter how, she wouldn't be affected by those artifacts made by those master of the Dwarf Demon Clan. Lightly tapped the gourd, and it instantly became a streak of light, disappearing into the sky.

...

In the Underworld, at Mandala Arena.

The River of Styx Sanctuary stood outside the trial ground, with Zhe Liang's tall figure at the forefront.

The trial area, shrouded in eerie winds, had a Gloomy Rat gnawing on bones. As a gust of wind blew, it turned into a lump of flesh.

The trial area was an ancient battlefield filled with ancient restrictions, inherently dangerous.

Usually, surviving these restrictions was difficult, let alone facing a hundred vicious Saint Stage prisoners.

The River of Styx Sanctuary members, except for Zhe Liang, all showed concern.

Black Abyss, now an elder, was there to protect Zhe Liang, feeling nervous despite his belief in Zhe Liang's abilities.

The Dark Palace young lord was also a formidable opponent.

"Young lord!"

"Look, the River of Styx Sanctuary people seem scared."

"It looks like they lack confidence in their Holy Son. Young lord, don't be too harsh, or you might scare them to death!"

"Ha ha ha!"

Unlike the concerned River of Styx Sanctuary, the Dark Palace members were relaxed, even mocking, laughing together.