After the arenas were set up.

The rules were actually very simple; as long as one was knocked out of the arena, it was considered a failure.

Moreover, as time passed, the inner space of each arena would slowly shrink, eventually settling into a small circle where only one person could stand, and the four arenas would also undergo Fusion.

Because of this, a fierce battle was inevitable.

Furthermore, it was not one-on-one; instead, one-to-many and many-against-one were permitted.

There was no restriction to a single Dao.

After Elder Song Wen finished speaking, the many willing disciples, just like before, rushed eagerly like fish jumping into the sea, scrambling to enter one of the arenas.

Of course, Lu Qing also saw that some disciples were sitting on the cloud couches, while others left the cloud couches and did not continue watching the duel here; after all, even if they wanted to participate, it was beyond their control, as their cultivation base was too low, having just entered the Purple Mansion Realm, so naturally they had no hope.

Those three Elders were not on the cloud couches, and Lu Qing felt that they should be secretly concealing their figures, watching the duels in those arenas.

However, it was also possible that in the eyes of the three Elders, these fights were nothing more than rookie brawls, too boring to bother watching much, yet they could not let the disciples notice it blatantly, so they simply concealed their figures.

Lu Qing did not leave immediately; instead, he first looked up at the sun in the sky, and then mentally calculated the time.

Strolling around the Small Cloud Dao Field in the afternoon—both time and location were very important.

Lu Qing did not hold too high of expectations either; after all, this was a Neutral Divination, not some auspicious hexagram reading.

He picked a time right when the midday sun was high in the sky. After a while longer, as he watched the arena duels, a helpless expression appeared on his face. He was in the middle stage of the Purple Mansion Realm, but the disciples who fought until the end were basically at the sixth or seventh stage of the Purple Mansion Realm, so he stopped watching to avoid feeling 'irritated in his heart'.

Of course, this was just put on the outside for others to see; in reality, Lu Qing's inner heart was calm without a ripple.

Otherwise, he was not a disciple who had just entered the Purple Mansion Realm, and leaving all of a sudden would arouse some suspicion of standing out from the crowd; no matter what, he had to watch a few duels first.

Fortunately, while these duels might be rookies pecking at each other to the Elder level, to Lu Qing, the more he watched, the more he felt it served to broaden his horizons.

To say the least, the slaughter between these Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters truly brought out their tempers; in order to vie for the championship and to take a Master, they genuinely brought out their true skills.

Lu Qing saw a few familiar faces. They did not need to take a Master; such an opportunity was probably rare, so they simply came down to have another practical combat match.

On the arena, even the Formation ripples flashed from time to time due to the aftermath of the combat, but wanting to break them was an impossible feat.

Lu Qing watched several matches. A disciple had just wanted to conceal his figure and launch a sneak attack from behind, but instead ended up being ambushed himself. A long whip slashed across the air, filled with Killing Intent, and he was instantly whipped flying out.

"This is a Dharma Treasure." After a Dharma Treasure was refined, it communicated directly with the Cultivator's mind and heart. If it were constantly nourished all the time like a Sword Cultivator, that would be extraordinary; it was said that a Dharma Treasure spirit would even appear.

Seeing this, Lu Qing then saw someone driving flying Gu insects all over the sky, the densely packed insect shadows making his eyelids twitch. "This is definitely trouble."

Watching until the end, when the time was up, Lu Qing felt quite satisfied.

In today's arena duel, he used one mind for four purposes, taking in the situation of all four arenas completely.

He also gained some understanding of these duels.

It was just that perhaps because of the Divine Soul, the more lingering and solid one's Divine Soul was, the more advantageous it was in such a scenario.

Lu Qing pondered for a moment, and after digesting all of this, he stepped down from the cloud head and began to walk and look around the Dao Field outside the arena.

The Small Cloud Dao Field was incomparably magnificent and grand. Judging purely with the naked eye, the Dao Field here was not just like what Lu Qing saw when he arrived—only a single mountain peak amidst the clouds.

After entering here, he discovered that the mountain peak shrouded in thick clouds was merely an outer mountain peak of this Dao Field.

There were several mountain peaks surrounding and forming an integrated whole here, and the very center was the location where the current arena mountain peak resided.

That was impressively the main peak.

The forests and peaks outside the main peak were both dotted with emerald lakes and accompanied by the tinkling sounds of stream springs.

Because this place was on the sea surface, when Lu Qing walked up to a mountain peak, he even heard the sound of sea waves and smelled the aura of the sea breeze.

It inexplicably brought him a trace of a familiar feeling.

After all, his current Spirit Leaf Island also occupied a corner of the sea.

With Lu Qing's Divine Soul leaving his body, he lifted his foot lightly and drifted several zhang away, fluttering as if riding the wind through the void.

Because of the mountain breeze, Lu Qing utilized it even more proficiently.

However, he remembered that this was that Elder's Dao Field, so he did not show off too much; he merely adjusted his movement technique, slowly adapting to the fluttering sensation of riding the wind with his Divine Soul.

As the mountain breeze blew past, his figure was ethereal as he ascended a mountain peak. Lu Qing saw a teardrop-shaped lake in the center of the mountain peak, glittering brilliantly under the sunlight.

On the shores of the lake, flocks of Feiluan gathered, either playing in the water or lowering their heads to peck at their feathers, creating a thoroughly cozy and pleasant scene.

"This is truly a cultivation Dao Field."

Lu Qing felt a sigh in his heart. He was not clear what Elder Song's cultivation base actually was, but he sensed that among the Feiluan, there were quite a few Purple Mansion Realm auras, and even many auras that made Lu Qing feel an incomparable abyss-like presence.

It should be the Core Formation Realm. One could imagine that Elder Song was definitely above Core Formation.

As for what Realm lay beyond Core Formation, Lu Qing was not clear. Entering the inner sect came after Core Formation, and it was said that only after reaching Core Formation could one know the subsequent Realms.

While he was admiring the scenery here, the three Elders were also in a mountain peak of the Dao Field, leisurely drinking clear tea. In the middle of the stone table was placed a chessboard without any chess pieces. If an outsider were to look over, they would discover that what appeared within the chessboard was precisely the scene of those four arenas.

"Junior Brother Song, this spell of yours can be retracted and unleashed freely. You actually turned the arena battle into a miniature world battle, allowing them to truly let loose now."

That Elder Sun often smiled cheerfully.

"It is good for them to let loose, so that I can also find some hidden fine jades and talents for my two Senior Brothers."

Song Wen also smiled slightly and said.

The young Cultivator beside them, Elder Li, whose secular name was Li Luoyang, heard these words and frowned slightly. "In this batch, there are only a few whose Aptitude can barely catch the eye."

Compared to the two Elders, Elder Li was rather aloof.

However, they did not mind; after all, they knew Li Luoyang's personality.

Elder Sun's full name was Sun Qidao. He glanced at the chessboard, his tone filled with nostalgia: "A few have already taken a Master, and their Realms are much lower. Come to think of it, I have met their Master, but I never expected that those little bean-like kids back then are now taking disciples themselves."

Until this moment, a sense of vicissitudes finally revealed itself in this Elder's words.

If an outsider were to hear this, they would definitely be incomparably shocked.

Unfortunately, only the three Elders were here.

"We old fellows still have to come out to take disciples now. This affinity is truly wondrous beyond words."

Elder Sun took a sip of tea.

They did not need to watch carefully; having reached their Realm, whatever they wanted to know, they could perceive the cause and effect with a mere thought.