Personal Doctor King

0Since the Devil Cultivator's Gathering was starting half a month later, time was already very tight. Yu Jingzhe didn't return to the school, instead, he was called over by the clouds. After organizing a bit and accumulating the Spiritual Qi within his body, he finally left for the Devil Cultivator's Gathering.    0

    

The venue of the convention was not too far from the summoning of the clouds. It would only take five hours by train to arrive.    

    

After getting off the train, Yu Jingzhe carried his backpack and thought for a while before putting on some makeup. His eyes and tail were slightly raised and his skin color was a little dark. He looked like a very gloomy young man, which was more suitable for a demonic cultivator.    

    

Yu Jingzhe stomped in front of a tall building. This building was covered in black gas and it seemed like it had been occupied by the evil cultivators for a long time.    

    

Their security guards all had a faint aura around them. When they saw Yu Jingzhe, they blocked him with their hands, "Please show your invitation. Thank you for your cooperation."    

    

The two security guards were very polite, so Yu Jingzhe waved the invitation in front of them. Although the two security guards were curious about why the invitation didn't match up, they still didn't say anything when they saw Yu Jingzhe's bottomless cultivation base.    

    

This building was dressed in luxurious clothing. When Yu Jingzhe entered the banquet hall, he saw that quite a few evil cultivators had already taken their seats.    

    

Demonic cultivators could be said to be a large branch of demonic cultivators, but there were quite a few cultivators who cultivated the proper public laws, as well as a few Demonic cultivators. However, in front of these Demonic cultivators, they were nothing.    

    

Yu Jingzhe knew that these people believed in the strong as their leader, and the invitation letter's owner was arranged to sit in the last few rows. Yu Jingzhe thought for a moment and directly reached the first row, if he was so powerful and so humble, then it would seem that he was completely out of place in the eyes of these demonic cultivators.    

    

"Who the f * ck are you, come sit in laozi's seat?" At this moment, a middle-aged man, whose head was bursting with anger, walked in front of Yu Jingzhe.    

    

Yu Jingzhe laughed and released his peak Qi Cultivation Stage aura, forcing the middle-aged man to take a few steps back.    

    

The middle-aged man looked a little scared. Since the strength of a person who was invited to this banquet wasn't that strong, someone with Yu Jingzhe's cultivation was already considered top tier.    

    

The middle-aged man was deflated and could only walk to the back in anger. He didn't dare to say anything when he heard others' jeers.    

    

When everyone finally arrived, a person with the appearance of a child appeared on the stage.    

    

There was a dark purple mark on this child's forehead, and he seemed to be somewhat shivering. He gently clapped his hands, and although it wasn't loud, everyone present instantly became silent.    

    

"Everyone, thank you for coming to participate in this Devil Cultivator's Gathering. Just like last time, only those who won in the arena battle are qualified to enter the mystic realm. Only one person from the mystic realm can survive and obtain the final prize."    

    

The child spoke mysteriously and took out a transparent box from behind his back. Inside was a light pink lotus the size of a human head, causing one's mind to be almost sucked in at the sight of it.    

    

This was a top-grade Tianshan Snow Lotus. For decent people, it could clear meridians, strengthen blood and vitality, but it was even more useful for evil cultivators. Not only could it clear meridians, it could also strengthen blood and vitality, and it could also pacify the mind, increase the recognition of the heavens, and increase their chances of successfully transcending tribulation.    

    

Seeing this Tianshan Snow Lotus, everyone's eyes turned slightly red. However, Yu Jingzhe frowned.    

    

According to what this kid said, there were at least five hundred people here, and there would only be one victor. Although these losers didn't say it out loud, everyone knew that they would only end up dead.    

    

Why would there still be people coming to the convention, one after another? Could it be that the enticement of the 'Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus' was even greater than their own lives?    

    

"Your cultivation is so low, why would you have the face to come and participate in the Grand Meeting?" Yu Jingzhe asked the person beside him condescendingly as he had his eyes in his mouth.    

    

That person was so angry by Yu Jingzhe's question that his face turned red. However, he endured it and said, "We have records in the sect. If we don't participate, we will die. We might as well have a fight."    

    

So the living environment of an evil cultivator was this harsh. Yu Jingzhe frowned: "What sect is this?"    

    

That person looked at Yu Jingzhe with envy, "You people who practice righteous arts naturally don't understand our difficulties. Although practicing evil arts and techniques will speed up our cultivation, it will also be easier for us to be punished by the Heavenly Dao."    

    

Later on, there were some almighty cultivators who started up a sect. From the start, what was it? It could teach evil cultivators how to resist the might of the Heavenly Dao, but for some reason, the sect slowly changed its flavor after each generation.    

    

"You mean this competition has been going on since fifty years ago?" Yu Jingzhe asked.    

    

The evil cultivator nodded his head, "That's right, I used to practice the righteous public law, but because of the inner demons, I became like this. It seems that I won't be able to live for long."    

    

Yu Jingzhe didn't say anything as he slowly summarized the information he just received.    

    

This sect was the biggest and only sect for demonic cultivators. Although it would provide protection for demonic cultivators, every twenty years it would launch a competition to greatly weaken their power.    

    

"What on earth are they trying to do?" Although demonic cultivators were a group of people who would do anything they wanted, people like them were rare.    

    

Yu Jingzhe didn't understand what this sect was trying to do. This competition was very cruel based on the rules. The first round was the Life and Death Arena.    

    

After the first victory, there would be another battle until the remaining victors were selected.    

    

"What about the losers?" Yu Jingzhe asked loudly.    

    

The kid revealed a mysterious smile and sized Yu Jingzhe up: "Is this your first time here?"    

    

Yu Jingzhe answered, "Yes, this is my first time here. I want to ask what will happen if I fail."    

    

"Oh, hehe, everyone present is participating for the first time..." The child covered his mouth and laughed to himself. However, he did not answer Yu Jingzhe's question and only said: "You will know when you lose."    

    

Yu Jingzhe had a bad feeling about the child's ambiguous words.    

    

Soon, the first battle was about to begin. There were twenty arenas at the back of the mountain. Each of the arenas was the size of a normal bedroom, and it was enough for people to start their battle.    

    

Yu Jingzhe also got his number plate, it was number seventy.    

    

Judging from the serial number, there were almost three hundred people participating in this competition. Yu Jingzhe's name could be considered to be at the top.    

    

Night had fallen, but the place was bustling with noise and excitement. The lights were brightly lit, and the forty participants stood in succession on the stage corresponding to their serial number.