Chapter 170: The Dueling Arena Closes

Jiang Yan was still cultivating.

The consumption rate of the Hundred Prisons Hunting Ground was faster than he had imagined. According to Yang Qing’s estimation, in at most five more days, the resources of the treasure sites would be insufficient for so many people to share. By that time, the Dueling Arena would lose its reason to continue operating.

Yang Qing had originally wanted to find a solution to the current predicament facing the Dueling Arena, but when he asked Jiang Yan, the reply he received was:

If the duels truly cannot continue, then it’s time for me to leave this place.

“What? Bro Jiang, as long as we cut expenses, reduce the usage time of the treasure sites, and limit the number of Martial Artists, we can keep the Dueling Arena running for at least another month!”

Jiang Yan glanced at him and said calmly, “No need to cut back. I remember I once said that my purpose in establishing the Dueling Arena was not to establish a Dueling Arena.”

Yang Qing: ?

He didn’t understand the meaning of Jiang Yan’s words, and Jiang Yan didn’t explain it to him.

But after hearing Jiang Yan’s words, he could only sigh helplessly.

“Bro Jiang, are you going to leave the Hundred Prisons when the time comes?”

Jiang Yan nodded.

Yang Qing’s expression turned gloomy. After a moment of Silence, he said helplessly, “In my life, I, Yang Qing, have finally done something remarkable.

…

Four days later, the regeneration rate of resources in the Hundred Prisons completely failed to keep up with the consumption rate. Rumors had already spread outside that Jiang Yan’s Dueling Arena was about to shut down.

Spectators kept watching, all wanting to see how this peerless Prodigy would handle the matter.

But to their great surprise, Jiang Yan did not issue any statement nor make any adjustments to the Dueling Arena.

This move was undoubtedly both foolish and touching.

Foolish because he didn’t know how to manage an enterprise.

Touching because he would rather let the Dueling Arena close than reduce the resources for Martial Artists.

What selflessness was this?

Especially for those Martial Artists of average strength, who originally had no right to enjoy the various treasure sites in the fiercely competitive Hundred Prisons Hunting Ground.

But Jiang Yan’s Dueling Arena gave them the opportunity to enjoy treasure sites they normally wouldn’t dare dream of by simply fighting a few matches in the arena every day.

During this time, they enjoyed resources that didn’t belong to them, all brought by Jiang Yan’s Dueling Arena.

Jiang Yan’s original intention in establishing the Dueling Arena was only to collect Battle Intent.

But in practice, it genuinely benefited the common Martial Artists.

Even on the eve of the Dueling Arena’s closure, Jiang Yan was unwilling to change the rules.

In the hearts of these common Martial Artists, Jiang Yan was practically a Saint in the flesh.

They never expected that such a pure man would come from Blue Star, whose weak Martial Way they often mocked.

Wasn’t this a kind of irony?

Two days later.

The Dueling Arena announced its closure and no longer accepted Martial Artists.

The internet was filled with lamentations.

Whether on Blue Star or Tianyuan Star, relatively ordinary people often make up the majority.

They all mourned this Dueling Arena that had existed for only half a month.

In their hearts, the appearance of the Dueling Arena represented a kind of selflessness, a sign that there was still pure sharing in this world.

“Turns out there really are strangers in this world who would be so good to me.”

“Today is October 26th, 4546 of the Tianyuan New Calendar. I will forever remember that selfless man. It was he who allowed me to avoid slaughter and conflict, and obtain resources I never dared to dream of.”

“Today is October 26th, 4546 of the Tianyuan Calendar. That arena, which carried countless memories of gratitude from me, has completely vanished into the long river of history.”

“Everyone, I want to establish a museum near the Dueling Arena. Do any of you have Jiang Yan’s contact information?”

“Sigh, originally, I should have been furious about an alien Prodigy crushing the geniuses of our own star. But that person is Jiang Yan… My heart is filled with mixed emotions, and I don’t know what to think.”

“Same here.”

“Although he is arrogant, at least he has the capital to back it up. He dared to challenge the entire younger generation of Tianyuan Star, and he even succeeded. He is practically a god!”

“I mourn for the Dueling Arena. Every year on October 26th, I will return to Hundred Prisons to see that magnificent arena.”

Hundred Prisons.

The Dueling Arena and the entire Hundred Prisons were surrounded by countless Martial Artists.

They had all received favors from the Dueling Arena and wanted to take one last look at it before it closed.

Inside the Dueling Arena.

Yang Qing was already in tears.

He looked at Jiang Yan with reddened eyes, his voice choked with emotion.

“Bro Jiang, please let the Dueling Arena continue. I can provide resources! I—I will explain it to my Family! They will support us!”

He was now sobbing uncontrollably, from the moment he was first captured by Jiang Yan to this genuine outpouring of emotion.

For the Dueling Arena, he had contributed the most effort and invested the most feelings.

And today, as the Dueling Arena was closing for good, he was also the most reluctant to let it go.

At first, he thought the Dueling Arena was just a business, but later he realized it was actually charity.

Charity? Such a concept had never crossed Yang Qing’s mind since he was young.

But when he himself accepted this charity, watching countless Martial Artists praise the “charity” he managed, seeing countless people speak highly of it…

Yang Qing admitted he was reluctant to let it go.

Selfishness should be common among Martial Artists, as resources are always fought over and seized.

Yang Qing believed this, and so did everyone else.

But the emergence of the Dueling Arena completely overturned Yang Qing’s beliefs.

He knew he didn’t have the ability to manage this free enterprise.

Thus, his pleading gaze turned to Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan met his gaze, his eyes never changing.

“I’m sorry, I have never been as selfless as you imagined.”

“On the contrary, I am more selfish and possessive than anyone else.”

“But you established the Dueling Arena—”

Jiang Yan patted his shoulder.

“The Dueling Arena is now entrusted to you. If you ever truly gain the ability to manage it in the future, then…”

“The Dueling Arena might exist forever.”

Bang—

Yang Qing’s heart seemed to stir with some emotion.

“In the future… will I really have such ability?”

“I don’t know. You should ask yourself.”

Jiang Yan then looked at another person in the arena.

Xue Han.

This stubborn woman had unexpectedly survived under his Saber back then.

After she begged for mercy, her Dao Heart was damaged, and she never spoke to Jiang Yan voluntarily again. She only responded to his commands and carried them out.

“I told you, you could have left long ago.”

“Moreover, begging me for mercy is not shameful. A Martial Artist who wants to survive must do whatever it takes.”

Xue Han gave him a complicated look and asked, “Why did you establish the Dueling Arena? I feel… anyone else might have done it, but it couldn’t possibly be you.”

Jiang Yan smiled and asked.

“Why do you think that?”

Xue Han stared into his eyes and replied seriously:

“You couldn’t possibly be that kind of person.”

She said with certainty.

“Hahahaha.” Jiang Yan laughed heartily. “You’re much smarter than Yang Qing, but I can’t disclose the specific reason.”

Xue Han slightly curved her lips. “As expected.”

Yang Qing beside them: ??? ¯_(⍤o⍤)_/¯

What are they talking about?