Chapter 135: Hundred Prisons Hunting Ground

After cultivating his Spiritual Power for a full day, Jiang Yan’s Spirit Platform expanded once more, bringing him another step closer to the Pool Realm.

When the pass for the Hundred Prisons Hunting Ground arrived, Jiang Yan packed his things and prepared to leave Silver Radiance Academy.

By now, Silver Radiance Academy had become half-dead. Most of its elites had perished tragically in the Secret Realm, the academy’s higher-ups had either resigned voluntarily or been forced out, and more than half of the teachers had fled. It was on the verge of collapse.

Fortunately, new teachers were dispatched from above to take over this mess, barely preserving the name “Silver Radiance Academy.”

The birth of a single demon, even in death, had dealt a fatal blow to this nearly thousand-year-old institution.

A calamity without cause—pitiful and lamentable.

After packing up, Jiang Yan ran into Cheng Wu, who was playing video games in the living room. He noticed a backpack resting on the sofa where Cheng Wu was sitting.

“Bro Jiang, are you planning to leave Silver Radiance Academy too?”

“Yes. You too?” Jiang Yan’s gaze fell on the backpack on the sofa.

Cheng Wu replied regretfully, “Sigh, there’s no other choice. Silver Radiance Academy has been completely overhauled inside and out—it’s basically ruined now. Even if I wanted to stay, my family wouldn’t allow it anymore.”

“I see. Are you transferring to another school?”

Jiang Yan asked casually.

Cheng Wu’s game character died, and he set down the controller. “Nah, I’m done with school. My old man called me back to inherit the family business.”

Jiang Yan: “Where’s your home?”

Cheng Wu: “Qiancheng Plaza.”

Jiang Yan: ?

He asked again, “Where did you say?”

“Qiancheng Plaza.”

Cheng Wu answered as if it were obvious.

“Are you a rich second-generation heir?”

Jiang Yan reevaluated Cheng Wu. He seemed carefree and didn’t quite fit the image.

Cheng Wu scratched his leg awkwardly, then rubbed his nose. “Do I not look like one?”

“You seem more like a nouveau riche.” Jiang Yan offered an objective assessment.

“Bro Jiang, don’t judge me just because Old Cheng here has fallen on hard times. Do you know how big Qiancheng Plaza is?”

“That place not only operates major Martial Artist industries but also controls the entrance passages to five Secret Realms.”

But then, his tone turned despondent.

“Unfortunately, I have too many siblings, and my Talent happens to be average. I can only inherit a small shop. There’s no way I’ll rise to greatness in this lifetime.”

Hearing this, Jiang Yan found it reasonable. If Cheng Wu were truly valued by his family, he wouldn’t have acted so shabbily in daily life.

Jiang Yan had no interest in getting involved in the inheritance dramas of wealthy, aristocratic families.

Coincidentally, one of the entrances to the Hundred Prisons Hunting Ground that Jiang Yan planned to visit was located at Qiancheng Plaza. Cheng Wu should be quite familiar with it.

“By the way, what’s your impression of the Hundred Prisons Hunting Ground?”

The moment Cheng Wu heard “Hundred Prisons Hunting Ground,” he couldn’t help but shudder.

“That place isn’t fit for humans. It’s practically crawling with young freaks from nearly half of Tianyuan Star. It’s called the ‘Graveyard of Newcomers.’”

“Bro Jiang… are you interested in that place?”

Jiang Yan looked at him and spoke calmly. “I plan to live there.”

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Cheng Wu nearly choked on his own saliva.

“What did you say!”

His face was filled with disbelief as he repeatedly turned Jiang Yan’s words over in his mind.

“Live there. What’s the problem?”

“Sigh.” Cheng Wu sighed. “Bro Jiang, I really advise you not to go. The Hundred Prisons Hunting Ground is absolutely no place for humans, let alone living there.”

He spoke slowly, analyzing each word carefully.

“First, to enter the Hundred Prisons Hunting Ground, you need a pass. Our Cheng family only holds the agency rights for the hunting ground in District 【1026】.

Its true owner is a Supreme Martial God from Heart Origin City, so I really can’t help you with this.”

“Second, the Hundred Prisons Hunting Ground was originally an ancient battlefield from antiquity. Countless powerful beings shed their blood there, creating the current scene of overwhelming baleful Qi.

The baleful Qi is highly corrosive and can easily affect one’s mind, making people bloodthirsty and warlike. That’s why numerous prodigies die there every day.”

“Furthermore, Bro Jiang, obtaining a pass is extremely difficult. Ordinary people can only buy temporary passes with money. Right now, the only permanent pass in our Cheng family is in my father’s hands.

So, saying you want to live inside is almost impossible.”

Cheng Wu thought he had explained everything clearly, until Jiang Yan pulled out a golden card out of thin air.

Cheng Wu: !

“Holy shit, a golden… permanent pass! Bro Jiang, where did you get that?”

“Got it for killing Pei Qin.”

Jiang Yan replied casually, patting Cheng Wu on the shoulder.

“I’m off.”

He waved his hand, leaving only his back to Cheng Wu.

Bang!

The dormitory door closed. Jiang Yan might never return to this small dorm room again.

“Both Director Zhang and Cheng Wu mentioned how terrifying this baleful Qi is. I’m really looking forward to it…”

As for the part about those exposed to it easily becoming bloodthirsty, Jiang Yan simply ignored it. After all, inside, killing is a matter of mutual consent—one willing to fight, the other willing to accept. Breaking through his physique was what truly mattered.

Jiang Yan was now eagerly anticipating how his Heavenly Slaughter War Ruins physique would perform in the Hundred Prisons Hunting Ground.

Soon, he arrived at the so-called Thousand Rides Square.

He saw towering buildings, clusters of shops arranged in an orderly manner, and people occasionally riding Personal Flyers speeding through the air. The entire Thousand Rides Square felt less like a square and more like a large trading ground.

Using his phone’s map, Jiang Yan found the entrance to the Secret Realm. He noticed people in protective suits conducting routine checks ahead, undoubtedly to verify whether visitors had passes.

A temporary pass allowed only one entry, and you could stay as long as you wanted.

But this idea was unrealistic because, under the erosion of baleful Qi, how long you could stay was not up to you.

Moreover, killing and looting were common occurrences inside. Some people were robbed clean the moment they entered, barely escaping with their lives before scrambling out in panic.

Jiang Yan observed for a while from the back of the line and noticed that everyone ahead was wearing a thin, black layer of protective clothing.

Only he stood in line wearing a short-sleeved shirt, as if he were on a casual trip.

His attire immediately caught the attention of the person behind him.

“Hey, man, are you really going in wearing just a short-sleeved shirt?”

Jiang Yan: “I brought a jacket too. What’s the problem?”

The man: …

“Never mind, suit yourself.”

He smiled without offering any warning, inwardly mocking this fool.

“Tsk tsk, first time I’ve seen someone entering the Hundred Prisons Hunting Ground without protective clothing. Does he really think he’s immune to all poisons?”

Rather than reminding Jiang Yan to put on protective gear, he preferred to watch this man struggle and suffer in the baleful Qi.

Another man walked over, waving a set of heavy clothing in front of Jiang Yan.

“Brother, want to buy some protective clothing? Selling it cheap, guaranteed worth it!”

Jiang Yan shook his head: “No thanks.”

“Tsk… fine then.”

The man likewise gave Jiang Yan a mocking glance before turning to leave.

Among the dozen or so people present, no one warned Jiang Yan about the baleful Qi within the Secret Realm. The only vendor selling protective gear had already left with his wares.

To them,

the Hundred Prisons Hunting Ground was far too oppressive—having some entertainment to watch wasn’t a bad thing.