The life-and-death battle between Chen Xia and the Imperial Capital took place outside the arena.
So it didn't count, and naturally, no one had to die.
Suddenly, a figure emerged and saved the half-dead Imperial Capital from Chen Xia's hands. Its face was blurry, and only a shabby old set of clothes could be seen.
"You've won and gained a reputation. That's enough. You can't kill the Imperial Capital, nor can you even if you want to. You also know that no one will die in this fight because the Old Fisherman will come to save you too," the mysterious figure analyzed this fight quite correctly.
Chen Xia put his hand on the pitch-black arrow in his chest and smiled, "I don't need to be saved, and I won't die."
He said it with certainty.
And that was indeed the case because he was just an external incarnation after all.
The mysterious figure in front of him was silent for a moment and then nodded in agreement, "You're right, but you still can't kill the Imperial Capital."
Chen Xia didn't reply immediately. He started to pull out the pitch-black arrow. He gritted his teeth tightly as the arrow was pulled out along with blood splashing out.
He wasn't afraid of the bloodstains of the saints on the arrow.
What was there to be afraid of something that had already been killed?
Chen Xia yanked the pitch-black arrow out forcefully, held it in his hand, grinned, and said casually.
"Then you'd better take him and run away quickly. I don't kill deserters."
The mysterious figure carried the half-dead Imperial Capital and didn't reply again. It disappeared in a flash.
As for that pitch-black arrow, he didn't have the nerve to ask for it back. After all, how could a loser make so many demands?
If the Imperial Capital really wanted it, it could win it back next time.
The fight between the two Emperor's seedlings thus came to an end.
What was left were dozens of miles of ruins and gullies.
Chen Xia held the bloodstained pitch-black arrow in his hand and stood on the high ground of the ruins. Looking around, he saw only evasive gazes.
Even some ordinary elders didn't want to make eye contact with him.
Because in Chen Xia's eyes, besides calmness, there was also a touch of...
Indifference.
It was as if he didn't take the surrounding cultivators seriously at all.
It was terrifyingly calm.
The Big Yellow Dog came running over from the ruins, hands on its hips, standing side by side with Chen Xia. It raised its eyebrows and glared as it said.
"Our three brothers gave the Imperial Capital a little lesson today. If I hadn't been unwell and my Dao Heart hadn't been damaged, there would have been no need for Big Brother to take action."
It was really good at taking advantage of the situation.
After saying that, the Big Yellow Dog waved its hand again and shouted.
"Come on, Xiao Yu, show them something."
Chi Yu limped over, shook his head in puzzlement and said, "I know how to get killed, but I really don't know how to put on a show."
The cultivators watching didn't know how to reply either and gradually dispersed.
The Big Yellow Dog still had its hands on its hips. After enjoying the limelight for a while, it turned to Chen Xia and asked with concern, "Brother, are you okay?"
Chen Xia shook his head.
What could happen to an external incarnation? At most, it would just consume a tiny bit of his divine soul. It would be okay after nourishing it for a while.
It was just that Chen Xia was lazy. Otherwise, with his cultivation at the peak of the Moving Mountains Realm, if he had taken action himself, the Imperial Capital wouldn't have survived for thirty breaths.
The external incarnation carried forty percent of Chen Xia's power and was even more powerful than the middle stage of the Moving Mountains Realm. Coupled with a desperate fighting style, the Imperial Capital naturally couldn't handle it.
Although it did take a bit longer, it still took only three hours to defeat the Imperial Capital.
After this fight, everyone could confirm it.
The rumored Chen Xia with a damaged Dao Heart was actually the strongest Emperor's seedling.
However, they also had a doubt.
How could you call this a damaged Dao Heart?
Especially with the calm and indifferent look in Chen Xia's eyes during the fight, they really couldn't believe that it was something a person with a damaged Dao Heart could show.
So much so that the preparatory disciples began to suspect whether Chen Xia had deliberately spread the news that his Dao Heart was damaged and then kept a low profile, just to defeat the other two Emperor's seedlings in one fell swoop.
It was like an eight-hundred-pound tiger that had always told you it was sick and asked you to come and fight it one-on-one after drinking some wine.
When you went there, the tiger said it was just a stomach problem because it was hungry.
And it had been waiting for you.
Damn it!
The more the preparatory disciples thought about it, the more they felt that it must be the case. They all thought that Chen Xia was quite scheming and had immediately defeated the Imperial Capital.
If the Imperial Capital didn't have a strong enough will, I'm afraid there would be many mental obstacles on its path of advancement in the future.
Chen Xia naturally didn't know all this.
He just wanted to simply test his external incarnation.
The pills he was concocting had now also made a breakthrough. They had gone from not being able to kill people to finally being able to have some slight benefits.
For example, they could make people glow all over and serve as light bulbs at night.
You could say it was useless, but it was really cool.
Moreover, it could emit lights of various colors. The Big Yellow Dog ate seven pills in a row and became a colorful lantern at night.
Chen Xia's cave was quite lively now.
There was a bird, a dog, and a person. They would chat from time to time, which was quite interesting.
Suddenly, the Big Yellow Dog had a proposal, "Why don't the three of us become sworn brothers with different surnames?"
Chen Xia, half-lying on one side, corrected, "To be precise, sworn brothers of different species."
He didn't have any objections. He just thought of it as something for fun.
Anyway, in the end, he would be the only one left.
Chi Yu also had no objections, but he had a question, "How should we rank our seniority?"
"Let's do it according to our size," the Big Yellow Dog suggested.
"300," Chi Yu said.
"Then I'll be 400," the Big Yellow Dog replied. It didn't mention two great eras and intended to let Chen Xia be the eldest.
It was all about being sensible.
"20," Chen Xia said.
There was about two seconds of silence on the spot.
"Huh?" The Big Yellow Dog was a bit confused.
Chen Xia asked curiously, "Are your real bodies really that big?"
"..."
This was just a little episode.
The result was that Chen Xia firmly took the first place, the Big Yellow Dog was the second, and Chi Yu was the last.
The reason was simple. The Big Yellow Dog compared ages with Chi Yu and compared strength with Chen Xia.
It was all about bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
The three brothers had come together. Chi Yu, in a rare high spirits, imitated the words in the book and said.
"The three of us don't ask to be born on the same day, month, and year, but we hope to die on the same day, month, and year!"
The Big Yellow Dog quickly waved its paws, "Damn it, no!"
"Um, indeed," Chen Xia nodded in rare agreement with the Big Yellow Dog's words.
Chi Yu looked a bit confused. As a young man, he didn't know what was going on yet.
If time was a river, Chi Yu was swimming a bit faster than the Big Yellow Dog in it.
And Chen Xia was completely still.
He had been watching quietly all along.
Chen Xia's expression suddenly darkened, and his brows furrowed slightly. He suddenly thought of a possibility.
Perhaps this whole thing had been destined to be a tragedy from the very beginning.
Chen Xia tilted his head back and sank into the darkness.
The Big Yellow Dog was chatting excitedly with Chi Yu when it suddenly paused, glanced at Chen Xia, and asked curiously.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
Chen Xia's expression was not clear in the darkness, and only a faint smile could be heard in his reply.
"I'm dreaming."
"How can you dream while you're awake?" The Big Yellow Dog was puzzled.
The smile in Chen Xia's words grew stronger, and he said slowly and softly.
"A dream while awake is a good dream."