Lu Cang’s words considerably eased the atmosphere.

After that, everyone introduced themselves and engaged in some mutual flattery.

The atmosphere of the exchange gradually grew much more amicable.

Taking this opportunity, Lu Cang gleaned a good deal of intelligence from them.

The war between Ruijia and Lorren... this time, it seemed it wasn’t a friendly skirmish, but... a real war.

It seemed Ruijia was testing Lorren’s foundations.

However, with Izparut currently in the Lorren Kingdom, Ruijia was still holding back.

Although Izparut doesn’t participate in wars.

But if they were to truly attack the country where Izparut was residing, it was hard to say what would happen.

Besides, Lorren was no pushover.

Although Ruijia had three Level 6 Battle Profession Reincarnators on the surface...

...Lorren also had a Level 6 Magic Saint.

This was all just their power on the surface.

A Kingdom would never expose all of its strength.

In short, for various reasons, a true war between the two kingdoms hadn’t broken out, but the signs were certainly there now.

Besides this matter.

Traces of the Death Church’s activity had been discovered in the Ruijia Kingdom, and Ruijia was now hunting them down.

Also, there were new developments on the cutting edge.

Research into space had seen another breakthrough... A large portion of the gaps in Space Magic had now been filled.

The primary research of the Scholars from the White Tower was currently focused on space.

The intelligence one could get from conversing with these people was truly different.

If you just chatted with ordinary people in the City in the Circle, you would never learn these things.

Everyone chatted for a while.

After exchanging information, it was finally time to leave.

Lu Luwei passed by Lu Cang, her lips moving softly. "I’ll wait for you at the first main gate of the arena."

After speaking, Lu Luwei vanished through the Teleportation Channel.

Lu Cang sighed internally.

Then he, too, departed.

「The First Main Gate」

The Battle Arena was indeed massive. Lu Cang had entered through the third main gate.

It took him quite some time to get to the first main gate.

Arriving there, he spread out his Perception.

Lu Cang easily located a woman wearing a hood that concealed her face.

The hood had a Perception-blocking effect.

But it couldn’t hide her from Lu Cang and his Final Sense.

"Sister Lu Luwei."

Lu Cang walked up to her.

Lu Luwei saw Lu Cang too, and she couldn’t help but sigh softly.

’Sigh...’

’He really is just a kid.’

’It makes my sense of defeat feel even stronger.’

’It would be one thing if I had been defeated by some long-famous powerhouse.’

’But it just had to be an eight-year-old child.’

"Fight me again."

Lu Luwei released her Perception and said to Lu Cang at once.

"No." Lu Cang’s reply was decisive.

"Why?"

"Because you already know my trump card."

Lu Luwei: "Don’t you know my trump card as well?"

Lu Cang: "It’s not the same."

Lu Cang was a bit speechless.

’Do I really have to say the three words "I can’t win" out loud?’

’Don’t you know how cheap your range is?’

’If we fought again, would you just willingly let me catch you a second time?’

Lu Cang was no masochist like War God.

He really had no desire to take a one-sided beating.

"If you beat me this time, I’ll agree to any one of your conditions!" Lu Luwei boasted.

Lu Cang tilted his head and asked, his gaze roaming up and down Lu Luwei’s body for a moment, "Sister Lu Luwei, any condition at all?"

Lu Luwei’s body trembled. She suddenly felt she had made her promise too easily.

But she forced herself to remain calm and said, "Yes, as long as it’s something I can do."

"But if you lose... you have to agree to one of my conditions."

Lu Cang pondered for a moment.

In the end, he still replied, "No, forget it."

Lu Cang truly wasn’t confident he could win.

Lu Cang didn’t like to do things he wasn’t sure about.

The price of having to agree to someone else’s condition was indeed too high.

"But, Sister Lu Luwei, I am curious... how did you dodge my Magic?"

This was the question Lu Cang was most curious about.

’How could there be such an ability, letting her slip away from all magic like an earthworm? Completely immune to all spells?’

He just asked the question.

Lu Cang didn’t expect her to actually answer.

After all, how could someone easily reveal a method that was basically a trump card?

Lu Cang planned to ask Pari this question if Lu Luwei didn’t answer.

To see if he could get an explanation with the help of a Scholar’s knowledge.

’It would be even better if I could get that ability for myself.’

"You must be talking about my clothes."

Lu Luwei pointed to her outer garment, a piece of clothing interwoven with pale gold and light green.

It was as light and thin as a cicada’s wing.

"It’s a reward I received from the last War God Cup."

"The All-Resistant Silk."

"I used these threads to make a piece of Light Clothing. Its only effect is that whenever it’s touched by any Magic, Curse, or Locking below Tier Five, or is subjected to any restraint, it will be forcibly disengaged."

’So, this is the All-Resistant Silk.’

’Before, I had only heard its name.’

’Only now do I realize that equipment crafted from this material truly lives up to its name.’

’It resists everything?’

’That’s terrifying.’

’Come to think of it, the young lady at the front desk did tell me... that the prize for the previous War God Cup was the All-Resistant Silk, something even more precious than Void Spirit Star Wood.’

’How did I overlook that?’

’I should have learned about the effects of the All-Resistant Silk sooner. If I had known earlier, the fight might not have been so difficult.’

"Sister Lu Luwei, this outfit of yours... is it for sale?"

Lu Luwei’s mouth twitched slightly.

"What do you think?"

Lu Cang: "Ten million Gold Coins?"

Lu Luwei: "Not for sale!"