Chapter 1431: I am going to hold an auction

In comparison, a spot in the chaotic battle was insignificant, not enough to compensate for Lu Ye's losses.

Chu Shen wanted to befriend Fa Wuzun, so naturally, he sought to offer some compensation. Whatever he promised, Jiu Yan would help handle. "Let's talk about it later," Lu Ye didn't refuse, as he felt he might genuinely need Chu Shen's help with some minor matters.

He looked up towards Chu Shen's back, and at that moment, a group of people stood behind Chu Shen, all staring at him!

As a newcomer who had been in the Spiritual Stream Battlefield for about three months, Lu Ye naturally didn't understand the intricacies of the situation.

However, the light of the battlefield imprint made things easier for him.

At this moment, he and Amber were positioned behind the four Xuan Sect members, about thirty *zhang* away. As the Xuan Sect members continuously retreated, the distance between them grew shorter.

The muscular man was sustaining more and more injuries, and the situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable for the four Xuan Sect members.

Seeing that the muscular man was about to collapse, another cultivator at the third-layer realm beside him roared, "All of you, die!"

As he spoke, he conjured a golden, radiant spirit talisman. Activating his spiritual power, he instantly unleashed it, and before him appeared a golden, basin-sized disc, glowing with flowing spirit patterns.

This was none other than the Golden Wheel Talisman Lu Ye had used to deal with the wolf pack when he first entered the Spiritual Stream Battlefield.

While this talisman's individual killing power wasn't as strong as a Fire Serpent Talisman, its advantage lay in its durability. Lu Ye had used it back then to repel the wolf pack that had surrounded him.

Amidst a burst of golden light, a golden crescent-shaped slash shot out from the disc, accompanied by a tearing sound.

For low-level cultivators, a spirit talisman was valuable, but with enough financial means, everyone would carry one or two as a life-saving trump card. As this person unleashed the Golden Wheel Talisman, the fourth-layer cultivator from the Nine-Star Sect immediately took a step back. Although his cultivation was higher than the others, he dared not directly face the Golden Wheel Talisman's attack; that would be seeking death.

He immediately pulled a palm-sized round shield from his waist storage bag and held it in front of him. At the same time, his two fellow disciples placed their hands on the shield. All three simultaneously channeled their spiritual power into the shield, which instantly expanded from palm-sized to tabletop-sized, shielding their bodies behind it.

The crescent-shaped golden slash slammed into the shield with a clanging sound. The force of the impact pushed the three Nine-Star Sect cultivators back repeatedly, and the shield gained numerous slashes of varying depths. However, the Golden Wheel Talisman's attacks clearly couldn't break through the shield's defense.

This shield was a defensive spirit artifact.

The four Xuan Sect members gradually despaired...

The golden disc formed by the Golden Wheel Talisman slowly dissipated. The fourth-layer cultivator from the Nine-Star Sect retracted his shield, his face filled with malevolence. "Now you won't even be able to die!" Although his defensive spirit artifact had blocked the enemy's attack, it was severely damaged, and repairing it would cost an unknown number of spirit stones, making his heart ache as if bleeding.

He raised his weapon and was about to charge forward when he looked behind the four Xuan Sect members with a surprised expression.

Simultaneously, the four Xuan Sect members also sensed something amiss. Someone was rapidly approaching from behind. Before they could turn to look, a shadow had already streaked over their heads.

The next moment, a large, snow-white tiger appeared in their view. On the tiger's back rode a black-clad youth...

A white tiger, a youth...

In an instant, all seven cultivators present understood who the newcomer was.

Lu Ye's hand rested on his saber hilt. He leaped from the tiger's back, his gaze fixed on the fourth-layer cultivator. His long saber slid from its sheath and, from top to bottom, he swung it towards the opponent's neck.

The fourth-layer cultivator reacted quickly. The moment Lu Ye appeared, he recognized Lu Ye's cultivation: Spiritual Stream Third Layer, just as Senior Brother Cao had predicted.

His cultivation was one layer higher than Lu Ye's, so he was fearless facing this strike. He held his weapon horizontally to his side, blocking the formidable blow. However, because Lu Ye seized the initiative and struck with momentum, the force of the saber pushed him down, making him stoop.

Before he could regain his balance, Lu Ye, still airborne, pulled back his saber and thrust it straight forward.

This thrust was exceptionally tricky, and the fourth-layer cultivator found it difficult to defend against at once. He was also a ruthless individual; he immediately activated his protective spiritual power to shield the area about to be struck, while simultaneously bringing his weapon down towards Lu Ye's neck.

Although there was only one layer difference between the third and fourth realms, there was a significant disparity in strength because cultivators at the fourth realm unlocked many more spirit apertures.

Therefore, this person believed Lu Ye's strike would, at most, inflict only a minor injury. His protective spiritual power was not merely for show. But if Lu Ye took a hit from him, his entire head would be severed.

Remembering the one-thousand spirit stone bounty, the fourth-layer cultivator's heart burned with fervor. With so many spirit stones, he could entirely cultivate to the sixth or even seventh realm!

With a *thud*, the long saber pierced through his chest. The intense pain shattered the fourth-layer cultivator's illusion. What astonished him even more was that his seemingly assured strike had failed to harm Lu Ye in the slightest.

The moment his weapon struck Lu Ye's neck, something vaguely flashed and disappeared, blocking his attack.

Lu Ye flipped over him and delivered another saber strike to his back neck.

The sharp blade cut through his neck like tofu, rendering his protective spiritual power useless. His head flew off, and blood gushed from his neck.

Lu Ye rolled to the ground, and a stream of blood spurted from his waist. Another third-layer cultivator had taken advantage of his unguarded moment to stab him with a sword. However, the injury was not severe, at most a flesh wound.

At that moment, he had to activate his defensive spirit patterns to block the fourth-layer cultivator's fatal blow, leaving him unable to defend against other attacks. He could only rely on his protective spiritual power to resist. Fortunately, his spiritual power was pure enough, providing a decent protective effect.

The rapid turn of events left the four Xuan Sect members wide-eyed with shock.

They had believed death was inevitable, but to their surprise, the youth riding the white tiger burst forth from behind and, in a single exchange, cut down the opponent's fourth-layer cultivator.

While they were astonished, Lu Ye did not stop. The moment he landed, dust flew from beneath his feet as he charged towards the third-layer cultivator who had stabbed him.

The opponent was clearly startled by his senior brother's death. Facing Lu Ye's incoming saber strike, he instinctively raised his sword to block.

However, the long sword snapped instantly! Not every low-level cultivator possessed a spirit artifact. Only a spirit artifact could withstand a sharp, enchanted saber to some extent; ordinary weapons simply could not.

The sharp blade descended from the opponent's nose, sliced through his cheek, and created a foot-long wound on his chest and abdomen. Blood and internal organs spilled out as the person finally screamed. Lu Ye swung his saber, cutting him down to the ground.

The second one!

The last remaining third-layer cultivator was currently locked in a fierce battle with Amber. When Lu Ye had charged in on Amber, he had targeted the opponent's fourth-layer cultivator, while Amber pounced on the other third-layer cultivator. Amber was somewhat outmatched, roaring constantly as the third-layer cultivator struck him, his tiger roars shaking the heavens.

However, once Lu Ye joined in, the situation changed. Although both were at the Spiritual Stream Third Layer, Lu Ye's combat strength was significantly higher than his opponent's. With the great tiger assisting, he swiftly cut down the opponent on the spot. Still feeling unsatisfied, Amber bit off the person's neck, and warm blood splattered all over its head and face, making it look even more terrifying.

The fierce battle subsided. All three Nine-Star Sect cultivators were annihilated. The entire fight lasted no more than ten breaths, so quick that the four Xuan Sect members hadn't even fully reacted.

He breathed in deep gulps of fresh air, his chest heaving.

Confusion, bewilderment, and various other emotions flooded his mind.

"Where is this?"

Then, Shi Yu subconsciously surveyed his surroundings, only to become even more bewildered.

A single dormitory room?

Even if he had been successfully rescued, he should be in a hospital room now.

And his body... how could it be completely unharmed?

Puzzled, Shi Yu's gaze quickly swept around the room, finally resting on a mirror at the head of the bed.

The mirror showed his current appearance: around seventeen or eighteen years old, and quite handsome.

But the problem was, this wasn't him!

His previous self was a handsome young man in his twenties with an extraordinary demeanor, who had been working for some time.

But now, this appearance looked like that of a high school student...

This change left Shi Yu in a daze for a long time.

Please don't tell him the surgery was a success...

Both his body and appearance had changed; this wasn't merely a matter of surgery anymore, but rather immortal arts.

He had completely transformed into another person!

Could it be... that he had transmigrated?

Besides the mirror at the head of the bed, whose placement clearly had poor *feng shui*, Shi Yu also found three books nearby.

Shi Yu picked them up and glanced at them, and the titles instantly rendered him speechless.

"Beginner Beast Tamer's Essential Beast Rearing Handbook"

"Care of Pet Beasts After Childbirth"

"Guide to Appraising Beast-Eared Girls of Different Races"

Shi Yu: ???

The titles of the first two books seemed normal enough, but what was up with the last one?

"Ahem."

Shi Yu's gaze sharpened, and he reached out, but his arm quickly stiffened.

Just as he was about to open the third book to see what it was, a sharp pain suddenly shot through his brain, and a flood of memories surged forth.

Icefield City.

Pet Beast Breeding Base.

Intern Pet Beast Breeder.

Beast Tamer?