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  After understanding clearly, Lie Tong not only rose with a sense of longing, if this hunting ground was really like that, then he didn't mind trying it out. Lie Tong had great confidence in his own strength, and he also needed to absorb enough souls to cultivate his soul power. At this time, Lie Tong's top priority was to increase his strength, after which he asked for directions and headed towards the hunting ground.

  The Hunting Grounds were located in the west of Flame City, occupying almost the entire western part of the city. Just as Lie Teng was about to see the towering building ahead, he suddenly found a crowd gathered in front of a shop. Lie Teng looked up and saw that above the shop hung a white cloth with black letters reading "Gambling". Lie Teng couldn't help but be taken aback - could it be that there were also casinos in the Cultivation world?

  Liu Teng's ears perked up, listening carefully to the shouting voice coming from ahead.

  "The old gambler returned our spirit stone"

  "It's too shameful, borrowing someone's spiritual stone and not returning it. I originally thought he was a noble person, but it turns out he's just an old swindler."

  "Don't let him go without handing over the spiritual stone!!" Many such shouts and curses rose from the crowd. Lie Tong stood outside the crowd, watching for a while, and vaguely saw an old man in the crowd. The old man had a kind face, wore a purple robe, had white hair and a beard that reached his chest, giving off an otherworldly aura.

  "Go, go, go... you little brats, I'll return them to you, it's just that my luck has been bad lately." The old man said with a smile, facing the many cultivators surrounding him without any fear. Lie Tian looked at the old man in surprise, discovering that his cultivation had already reached the sixth layer of gathering spirits, while most of the cultivators around him were only at the opening spirit period, and the highest was only at the fifth layer of gathering spirits, no wonder the old man was fearless.

  "This is the eighth time I've said it, if you don't return it, I'll fight to the death!" A young man with a fifth-level spiritual opening shouted at the top of his lungs, his face set in determination, as if he would charge forward and unsheathe his sword at any moment if the old man didn't return his spirit stone.

  The ravens and sparrows made no sound, the crowd looked at this young man who had opened the fifth layer of Lingyun, they all looked at him like a monster, how could someone who had opened the fifth layer of Lingyun be fighting with someone who had opened the fifth layer of Jiyun? Isn't that like a moth flying into fire and seeking death?

  The young man felt the eyes around him, his face turned bright red, and he smiled awkwardly before withdrawing from the crowd.

  "Alright, we'll leave. In three days, I'll give you the Ling Stone." The old man said with some impatience, waving his hand. These cultivators shook their heads and sighed, knowing that hope was slim, but still said: "I hope your words count, otherwise, we really will fight to the death." Most of these cultivators were lone practitioners without any backing, yet they didn't dare to offend this old man.

  The cultivators dispersed, but the old man's eyes were scanning the crowd, finally landing on Lie Teng who was about to leave. He hurriedly jogged over to Lie Teng and blocked his path, a warm smile spreading across his face: "Young friend, I see that your face is radiant with good fortune, it must be an auspicious time for you! Why don't we go in together and gamble? One spirit stone in, ten spirit stones out; ten spirit stones in, a hundred spirit stones out?"

  Looking at the old man with a celestial wind and Taoist bone, Lie Teng couldn't help but feel an urge to punch him in the face. If he was really lucky, he wouldn't be hunted down, and he wouldn't be scolded wherever he went. The old man's words sounded good, one spirit stone in, ten spirit stones out, but if he really followed the old man, he would probably come out empty-handed. Just as Lie Teng was about to refuse, he suddenly felt a strange urge to gamble. He took a deep breath and suppressed his inner turmoil, looking coldly at the old man.

  "Little friend, think clearly, ten spirit stones go in, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of spirit stones come out, and then you'll be rich! You can choose whatever true artifact, treasure, or elixir you want!" The old man couldn't help but add more fuel to the fire, his voice sounding like heavenly music. But at this time, Lie Teng didn't have the mood to listen. He felt the old man's scorching gaze and, constrained by the old man's cultivation of gathering spirit at the sixth level, gritted his teeth and handed over ten spirit stones to the old man before turning around and leaving.

  "Huh?" The old man was surprised to see Lie Teng wake up, and then smiled: "This year is really good, give the old man ten spiritual stones and leave." At this time, a kind-hearted man appeared in front of the old man, looking around as if searching for something. The old man's benevolent smile reappeared, and he quickly walked over.

  Lieteng felt a little speechless in his heart, afraid that if he didn't take out ten low-grade spirit stones, the old man wouldn't let him go. This was clearly daylight robbery. Looking at the city wall ahead, Lieteng suppressed his thoughts and sent out his divine sense to explore. He found that this hunting ground was circular in shape, with a diameter as large as a small city. Under the city wall, there was a gate over ten feet high, but from the overall perspective, the gate seemed insignificant. Watching the cultivators entering and exiting, Lieteng hesitated for a moment before walking towards the gate without hesitation.

  As soon as he entered the gate, a large hall appeared before Lie Teng's eyes. The hall had a floating staircase in the shape of a dragon, winding its way up. Lie Teng looked up and saw that at the top of the stairs was a door with the words "Kai Ling" (Open Spirit) written on it in bold, dragon-like characters. Along the stairs, ten feet above the first door, there was another door, and ten feet above that, yet another door. Both doors were connected by the staircase, but very few cultivators stepped onto the stairs. Most of them entered through the second door, and above the second door, there was no one in sight. This was because most of the cultivators who had reached the Jie Dan stage were already respected elders of their sects. Just like Gui Zong, Lie Teng had already become a respected elder at the Jie Dan stage. It seemed that strong cultivators would come to hunt for spirits here, but instead, there were many cultivators practicing Kai Ling and Ju Ling. Among them, the vast majority were young disciples who had come because they could enter the Dui Ling Sect. After all, once one became a disciple of the Dui Ling Sect, their status would be elevated by several ranks. Even ordinary small sect elders would show some respect.

  In the hall, there were two windows. Many cultivators were queuing up to wait in line. Lie Teng discovered that everyone who left was holding a token in their hand. A moment later, it was Lie Teng's turn. In the window was an old man whose expression seemed somewhat impatient. He said in a low voice, "Name, Cultivation Level."

  "Liè Téng! Jù Líng Sì Céng." Liè Téng hastily said, after leaving the Gui Zong, Liè Téng didn't want to use the name Qing Yun again, he is Liè Téng, the sixth prince of the Lie Feng Empire!

  "Thirty pieces of low-grade spirit stones." The old man said without even lifting his head.

  Lieteng was taken aback, thirty pieces of low-grade spirit stones? He hesitated, as there were less than eighty pieces of low-grade spirit stones left in his storage ring. How could he not feel the pain of taking out thirty more?

  "Either hand it over or get out of the way!" The old man said impatiently.

  Lie Teng gritted his teeth and took out thirty inferior spirit stones, placing them on the windowsill. The old man retrieved them and then took out a token, saying: "Add a drop of fresh blood!" Lie Teng hastily bit open his finger and squeezed out a drop of fresh blood into the token. The moment the blood landed on the token, it vanished instantly.

  "Next!" The old man tossed the token to Lie Teng.

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