Day One
Ye Feng and Qian Renxue smoothly achieved ten consecutive victories.
Their reputation spread quickly, and no one dared to cause them trouble. They even picked the cleanest house in the inner city to settle in.
"Hmph, this so-called Slaughter City isn't all that impressive~"
Qian Renxue hugged her greatsword and plopped onto the sofa, looking completely relaxed.
In the first five battles, she had annihilated all her opponents with a single strike, ending each fight in a second.
The next five took slightly longer, but none exceeded ten seconds.
For her, this was utterly unchallenging.
If not for the long queue times, she would've preferred to finish all 100 battles in a single day.
"This is just the beginning. The real danger of Slaughter City isn't the Hell Slaughter Arena—it's the city itself."
Ye Feng took a sip of wine as he explained.
In the inner city, they could do whatever they pleased. As the strongest fighters there, they even enjoyed unlimited access to food and supplies—anything they wanted.
Those outside were practically green with envy.
"Tch, scare tactics. I don't feel any danger at all!"
Qian Renxue scoffed, then snatched the wine glass from Ye Feng's hand and downed it in one gulp.
She hadn't drunk water all day, and the filth of Slaughter City had long eroded her fastidiousness. She couldn't care less whether Ye Feng had sipped from it first.
"Danger is everywhere. The air you breathe, the food you eat, the wine you drink—all of it could be poisoned."
Ye Feng shot her a sidelong glance, his tone laced with amusement.
"Pfft—!"
Qian Renxue spat the wine out instantly, shooting him a glare.
"I said could, not that it is poisoned." Ye Feng poured himself another glass.
Qian Renxue: "..."
Her fists clenched.
She itched to slash Ye Feng to pieces with her sword!
This guy was begging for a beating!
But reason prevailed. If she dared attack him, she had a feeling her backside would end up swollen again...
That said, Ye Feng wasn't lying. The entire Slaughter City was toxic.
The food, the water—even the air—was laced with poison.
These toxins amplified the bloodlust in people's hearts, making them crave the taste of blood—namely, Bloody Mary.
And Bloody Mary itself was highly toxic. Drinking it provided temporary relief, but once the effect wore off, the thirst for blood would multiply.
However, these were all mild toxins.
Qian Renxue's Angel Spirit had a natural purification effect, and with her Soul Saint cultivation, she wouldn't be affected in the short term.
But over time? That was hard to say...
As for Ye Feng...
With his physique, this level of poison wasn't even enough to tickle his taste buds.
Day Two
Ye Feng fought three matches.
Qian Renxue only fought one.
Because their fearsome reputation had spread, the number of Fallen Ones signing up for the Hell Slaughter Arena had plummeted.
As a result, Ye Feng and Qian Renxue had to wait much longer between matches.
Qian Renxue gave up after one fight and returned.
Ye Feng held out until his third match, but unwilling to wait any longer, he also reluctantly went back to their room.
"Ye Feng, how long is this going to take?! I can't stand this damned place for another second!" The moment he returned, Qian Renxue vented at him, her temper unusually volatile.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Feng slightly frowned, clearly sensing something off about Qian Renxue.
"This damn place—no cultivation, no entertainment, it's so boring!" Qian Renxue was still in a foul mood, pacing restlessly around the room.
"You're not yourself. It seems like you've been poisoned..."
Ye Feng frowned slightly, clearly detecting the agitation and abnormality in Qian Renxue.
Evidently, this was the influence of Slaughter City, yet without an outlet for her killing intent.
The most obvious effect of the Poison in Slaughter City was to incite murderous impulses in people.
To suppress it, one could only rely on killing or drinking Bloody Mary—essentially "drinking blood"—to simulate the experience of slaughter.
Naturally, Qian Renxue would never drink Bloody Mary. Combined with the fact that she had only killed nine people today, the Poison in her body was finally beginning to manifest.
However, the Poison was still very mild at this stage, merely making Qian Renxue irritable.
If the Poison deepened further, this irritability would turn into bloodlust.
"Poisoned? How could I..." Qian Renxue was startled and immediately checked her internal state, but found nothing unusual.
"Everything in Slaughter City is laced with Poison, driving people to crave slaughter. If you don't kill or suppress it with Bloody Mary, you'll become increasingly agitated. I didn't expect you to be affected so quickly," Ye Feng explained.
"What? Why didn't you say so earlier?!"
Qian Renxue's expression instantly darkened, and she even slowed her breathing on the spot.
"If I'd told you earlier, you might've suffocated yourself right then and there..." Ye Feng shrugged, somewhat exasperated.
Had he warned her in advance, Qian Renxue's fastidiousness would have subjected her to immense pressure, possibly worsening the effects.
However, Ye Feng hadn't anticipated the Poison's potency being stronger than he'd imagined.
It was just that his own constitution was too robust, making the Poison feel negligible to him—he hadn't accounted for the difference between Qian Renxue and Zi Ji.
Of course, the main issue was that Qian Renxue hadn't killed enough.
In the original timeline, Tang San and Huliena killed over twenty people daily, sometimes more. Combined with their willingness to drink Bloody Mary, they barely managed to suppress the Poison.
Naturally, Bloody Mary was far more effective at quelling bloodlust.
"Then what should I do...?"
Qian Renxue grew flustered, even regretting coming here.
"What, scared now?" Ye Feng raised an eyebrow, seemingly reading her thoughts.
"Who's scared?! It's all your fault for not telling me sooner..."
Qian Renxue shot him an angry glare, her mood thoroughly soured.
"What good would telling you earlier have done? The only ways to suppress the Poison are killing or drinking Bloody Mary. Pick one." Ye Feng leaned back on the sofa, smirking at her.
"I..."
Qian Renxue was stumped.
Drinking Bloody Mary was out of the question.
But she wasn't keen on killing either.
The Hell Slaughter Arena had unbearably long queues—she couldn't stand waiting for hours in that foul-smelling place.
While the inner city allowed unrestricted killing, the more people she killed, the longer the queue for the Hell Slaughter Arena would become, potentially trapping her in a vicious cycle where she couldn't even get a spot.
At that point, she might never complete 100 matches, forever stuck here.
The mere thought made Qian Renxue's agitation worsen.
"Is there really no other way?!"
She looked at Ye Feng unwillingly.
Ye Feng had a strong constitution and was rarely affected by poison, but she really couldn't handle it.
If this continued, she might just lose her mind...
"There is a way."
Ye Feng gave a definitive answer.
"What is it?"
Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes instantly lit up as she quickly moved closer to Ye Feng, staring at him eagerly, clearly desperate to know the solution.
"Find another way to vent. Though it's less effective, it can temporarily suppress the urges..."
Ye Feng glanced meaningfully at the "magnificent" curves in front of Qian Renxue.
Qian Renxue: "..."
Ye Feng wasn't lying.
When Ye Feng entered the inner city, all he saw was chaos and slaughter.
Slaughter City could awaken the most primal killing intent in people, along with other desires.
Greed, lust, bloodlust—all of it.
These pent-up negative emotions desperately needed an outlet.
Killing and indulgence were both ways to vent.
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