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A week later, Li Xiaonan and Zhao Hai arrived at Azure Star, located in the upper right corner of Azure Wankstar, which was the venue for this year's Rookie Tournament in the Immortal Realm.
Li Xiaonan took out the Star Compass and compared it for a moment. He noticed a small planet shining with a dazzling red light, clearly indicating the presence of many life forms.
Zhao Hai crossed his arms and said coldly, "Should I take care of that woman?"
Li Xiaonan glanced back at Fisher's Song, who had been keeping a distance of one hundred meters behind him. He rubbed his furrowed brow and sighed, "Forget it. If she wants to follow, let her follow!"
"A Demon Immortal with Earth Immortal cultivation can keep up with two Celestial Beings. That's quite impressive!" Zhao Hai remarked meaningfully as he looked at Fisher's Song.
Li Xiaonan dismissed it, saying, "Maybe she has extraordinary talent. Anyway, let's not talk about that. Let's go!"
Zhao Hai nodded and said no more as he led Li Xiaonan toward Azure Star.
Although Azure Star was also a planet, it was much smaller compared to Azure Wankstar.
If Azure Wankstar could be likened to an egg, then Azure Star was like a sesame seed, with a total surface area of only five thousand square kilometers.
Though small, it had everything one would expect from a complete ecosystem—mountains, rivers, and all necessary features.
The only difference was the sky above; instead of the familiar blue, it was a dazzling white that shone brightly and hurt the eyes.
Every person entering Azure Star had to register, and those participating in this year's Rookie Tournament would receive a small jade token engraved with numbers.
Li Xiaonan touched the warm jade pendant in her hand and complained, "438, dead 38... My luck is really great... Zhao Hai, didn't you say there wouldn't be many people at the Rookie Tournament? Why do I see nothing but immortals?"
Zhao Hai's gaze shifted slightly, as if he had suddenly become a different person. He smiled charmingly and said, "The Rookie Tournament is held once every thirty years, and any immortal who has ascended within the last hundred years can participate. In previous years, there were indeed not many participants, usually less than a hundred. After all, most newly ascended immortals are busy in seclusion to consolidate their cultivation. But this year..."
"This year what?" Li Xiaonan instinctively interjected, a thought flashing through her mind about the rewards proposed by the Four Emperors. She wondered aloud, "Are those four items really that appealing?"
"Of course! Not to mention the other three items, just the Medium-Grade Immortal Artifact presented by the Crimson Emperor alone is enough to make not only newly ascended immortals but even those who have cultivated for hundreds of years scramble for it."
Li Xiaonan unconsciously touched the Carefree Fan in her hair and murmured, "Is the Medium-Grade Immortal Artifact really that precious? My Carefree Fan is also about to advance to medium grade."
Zhao Hai rolled his eyes, his enchanting demeanor dazzling many nearby immortals.
Li Xiaonan cleared her throat and said, "Don't overdo it!"
Zhao Hai's expression suddenly changed; he dropped his flirtatious act and became serious. He replied calmly, "Yes, my lady."
"Please continue," Li Xiaonan said, her lips twitching slightly as she lamented how quickly Zhao Hai could change his demeanor.
Zhao Hai nodded and said, "Not everyone possesses such remarkable artifact refining skills as you do, my lady. Not everyone ascends with a Celestial Artifact by their side. Even I, a Third-Rank Celestial Officer, only have a Low-Grade Immortal Sword. As for my Destined Artifact... let's not even mention it; it's still a High-Quality Treasure."
Li Xiaonan stroked her chin thoughtfully. Logically speaking, someone like Zhao Hai with late-stage Celestial Being cultivation shouldn't be weak; he must have cultivated for quite some time. So why hadn't his Destined Artifact advanced?
"Zhao Hai, let me see your Destined Artifact!"
"Yes, my lady." Zhao Hai respectfully summoned his Flying Sword and handed it to Li Xiaonan.
In his hand was a Three-Inch Silver Flying Sword, its blade shimmering with a faint silver light, constantly darting about like a Silverfish.
Li Xiaonan nodded and returned it to Zhao Hai, saying, "You've taken good care of it. Once I win the Rookie Tournament and dismantle that Medium-Grade Immortal Artifact, I'll upgrade your Destined Artifact. The Spirit Tool should be taking shape soon."
Zhao Hai was momentarily taken aback, then clasped his hands together, ready to bow, but found he couldn't bend at the waist. With no other option, he could only say, "Thank you, my lord."
Li Xiaonan waved his hand, and a thought entered Zhao Hai's mind. "I’m your superior; it's only right for me to take care of you. Don’t forget your current status. After all, there are many people around here. If the Azure Emperor finds out, it won't end well for you."
Zhao Hai's pupils constricted sharply as he raised his right hand in a delicate gesture, adjusting his long hair.
Meanwhile, Li Xiaonan's thoughts drifted further away.
He recalled the innocence and excitement of his first attempt at refining tools. Now, the Carefree Fan had grown into a Celestial Artifact, filling him with deep satisfaction.
He couldn't help but exhale slowly, contemplating: perhaps every time he crafted a new Carefree Fan, he infused it with the essence of the old fan, allowing it to grow its own consciousness so quickly.
Once he obtained the Medium-Grade Immortal Artifact from the Crimson Emperor, it would be just in time to upgrade the Carefree Fan again.
As an expert in tool refinement, Li Xiaonan understood that rather than exchanging for a new treasure, upgrading the Destined Artifact would make it even more intuitive to use.
Perhaps by then, both Li Xiaonan and the Carefree Fan would reach a state of unity between man and fan, while Zhao Hai could achieve oneness with his sword and truly become a formidable figure!
"Ah! What are you doing? No! Don't pull my clothes!"
"Damn! No chest? But this Demon Immortal isn't bad looking."
Hearing the noisy shouts coming from behind, Li Xiaonan couldn't help but turn around. His gaze cut through the layers of the crowd until he finally spotted Fisher's Song, who was struggling with someone.
He slapped his forehead and pushed through the crowd towards Fisher's Song.
As soon as Fisher's Song saw Li Xiaonan, she transformed from a delicate girl into a fierce woman, striking at the immortal who had grabbed her clothes.
Unfortunately for him, he was just a lowly Mortal Immortal. With a scream, he flew backward.
"Ma... Master... he was trying to bully me..."
Li Xiaonan felt a dark line appear on his forehead and muttered to himself, "Isn't it you who is bullying others?"
"Hmph! A mere Demon Immortal dares to be arrogant? Watch me take care of you!" A man in his forties, with the cultivation of an Earth Immortal, suddenly charged out and grabbed Fisher's Song's slender wrist.
On the other side of Fisher's Song appeared another Mediterranean man who looked just like the immortal.
A flash of anger crossed Li Xiaonan's eyes.
Damn it! Am I being ignored like this? Seriously, how can someone so ugly have the nerve to scare people? And they’re twins!
Clearing his throat, Li Xiaonan found himself overlooked once again by the crowd.
Furious, he aimed a punch at each of their lewd faces. Grabbing Fisher's Song, he started to lead her into the city.
"Stop!"
Li Xiaonan slightly raised his eyes, three Earth Immortal level immortals blocking his path.
"Brother, this Demon Immortal is an unclaimed object without a mark. If you want it, you'll have to rely on your own abilities!"
Li Xiaonan rolled his eyes in frustration and coldly replied, "I have a match in a week at the Arena. Right now, I don't have time!"
Just as he was about to leave, one of them suddenly attacked, extending a hand to strike at Li Xiaonan's neck with a whoosh of wind.
"Master, be careful!" Fisher's Song exclaimed anxiously, instinctively using her body to block the attack.
Seeing her about to get hurt, Li Xiaonan could only pull her into his arms and absorb the force of the blow with his back.
At that moment, a red-glowing Flying Sword suddenly lunged toward Li Xiaonan's shoulder.
"Ah! Master!" Fisher's Song cried out from within Li Xiaonan's embrace, pushing him away and swiftly moving behind him with a flick of her tail.
Li Xiaonan was startled and grabbed her wrist with his right hand, spinning around to pull her back into his arms just as another blow struck his back.
His internal energy surged, bringing forth his anger as well.
His expression turned cold as he angrily addressed Fisher's Song in his arms, "I am not weak enough to need a woman to protect me!"
With that, he forcefully tossed Fisher's Song toward Zhao Hai and shouted, "Keep an eye on this woman for me; otherwise, thanks to her, I will surely be beaten to death today!"
"Yes, Master," Zhao Hai replied, tightening his grip on Fisher's Song's hands.
Li Xiaonan's lips curled into a slight smirk as he coldly said, "You like to fight, huh? I'll play with you then. A mere Earth Immortal dares to act so arrogantly!"
"You! How could you see through our cultivation?" a burly man exclaimed in surprise.
Li Xiaonan snorted, offering no reply, but added, "You still have time to get lost!"
"Charge!" The three exchanged glances and rushed forward together.
Li Xiaonan felt quite annoyed; he had initially intended to play the fool for a bit, but now he had lost interest in that.
With a subtle shift of his feet using Swift Steps, the three Earth Immortals didn’t even manage to touch the sleeve of Li Xiaonan before they were met with three slaps.
By the time the three regained their senses, Li Xiaonan was already standing a hundred meters away, his voice icy as he said, "If you want to fight again, see you in the Arena. Remember, I am 438."
Damn! He just called himself a deadbeat…
Li Xiaonan wiped his mouth and nodded toward Zhao Hai not far away before darting into a sparsely populated alley.
"Phew… finally shook off those annoying flies," Li Xiaonan leaned against the wall of the alley, panting.
"My lord, are you alright?" Fisher's Song broke free from Zhao Hai's grasp and rushed into Li Xiaonan's embrace, causing him to wince in pain at his chest.
He gently stroked Fisher's Song's long hair and sighed, "This isn’t Azure Wankstar. Keep your fish tail hidden; it’s too conspicuous."
"Yes… my lord…" Fisher's Song lowered her head and stepped back from Li Xiaonan's chest, fingers forming a hand seal.
The sapphire-blue fish tail shimmered with a silvery-blue glow, and as the light faded, the tail transformed into two fair, white thighs.
Li Xiaonan felt his legs go weak, completely unaccustomed to this new form; he could hardly stand, let alone walk.
He shook his head and rummaged through the Soul Ring, pulling out a pair of women's boots, gently cradling her delicate feet.
"Hehe... Hehehe... Master, it tickles..."
Li Xiaonan felt a vein throb on his forehead, thinking to himself: Why does this make me feel like a pervert...
He hoisted Fisher's Song onto his shoulder and intended to head out of the alley, but Zhao Hai stopped him, saying, "Master, that's useless. The aura of the Demon Immortal is not so easily concealed unless..."
Li Xiaonan rolled his eyes and muttered inwardly: Why didn't you say that sooner? But her legs are prettier than the fish tail; fine, I'll let you off this time.
"Unless what?"
"Unless you leave your mark on her."
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