Imprisoned Dragon and Iron Blood Young Master were both heavily injured. Meanwhile, the Blood Refining Ancestor, who had prepared another treasure, looked at his disciple and said in a low voice,

"Disciple, you must trick him into giving up his inheritance later. If you can’t get it, it doesn’t matter even if you have to kill him."

Hearing this, the Blood Refining Young Master nodded. A bloodthirsty glint appeared in his eyes as he looked at Lin Yun. "I understand."

The second match began. The Blood Refining Young Master and Lin Yun both walked onto the arena stage. Staring at Lin Yun, who was only ten paces away, the Blood Refining Young Master sneered, "Lin Yun, since we’re just sparring among friends, how about we raise the stakes?"

At these words, a wicked grin touched the corners of Lin Yun’s mouth. ’Heh, I was waiting for you to say that,’ he thought.

"What kind of bet?" Lin Yun asked, his face a mask of calm.

"Good, straight to the point. I have a Three-Stars Healing Elixir here called a Life Extending Pill. As long as a person is still breathing, this can save their life. How about it? I’ll add this to the wager," the Blood Refining Young Master said with a smile.

A Life Extending Pill. He was raising the stakes again. Lin Yun’s gaze on the Life Extending Pill in the Blood Refining Young Master’s hand was fervent. An Elixir like that was tantamount to having an extra life; as long as he was still breathing, it could save him.

He was delighted, but on the surface, Lin Yun continued his pretense. "But I don’t have anything left to bet. The Life Extending Pill is great, but I don’t have a treasure of equal value."

"Heh heh, that’s simple. You can use your inheritance," the Blood Refining Young Master replied.

’Inheritance?’ Hearing the Blood Refining Young Master’s words, Lin Yun put on a conflicted expression. After a moment, he grit his teeth as if making a momentous decision and said, "Fine. I’ll bet my inheritance."

The Blood Refining Young Master smiled when he heard this. Inwardly, Lin Yun smiled too. But from the stands, Ye Yunlong roared, "Lin Yun, are you insane? You’re actually betting your inheritance?"

"Sigh, Brother Yunlong, how can you interfere in a bet between juniors? They’re not children anymore." Seeing Ye Yunlong about to rush the stage, Iron Blood moved like Lightning to block his path.

With Iron Blood blocking him and the Blood Refining Ancestor glaring at him with ill intent, Ye Yunlong was furious. ’I really want to rush up there and beat some sense into Lin Yun. How can he not see such an obvious conspiracy?’

"Brother Yunlong, you should sit down and watch. Don’t interfere in a match between juniors," the Blood Refining Ancestor said coldly.

There was nothing he could do. With Iron Blood and the Blood Refining Ancestor blocking him, and since Lin Yun had willingly made the bet, Ye Yunlong was out of options, even as a member of the Death Row Shelter.

"Hmph." With a cold snort, Ye Yunlong sat back down, his face grim. But he had already made a decision in his heart: if Lin Yun was in real danger, he would save him, even if it meant throwing all decorum aside. At worst, he would just take Lin Yun and leave Mysterious City.

The three Primordial Ocean Realm experts each had their own schemes, secretly on guard against one another, ready to strike at the first sign of any unusual movement.

On the stage, Lin Yun had agreed to bet his inheritance. The Blood Refining Young Master sneered internally. ’What an idiot who values money over his own life, daring to bet his inheritance.’

"Excellent. Let’s begin," the Blood Refining Young Master said, a broad smile on his face.

At this moment, the two major powers and the Blood Refining Young Master’s faction all felt a sense of a successful conspiracy. They never thought Lin Yun would be so foolish as to take the bait so easily.

But as the saying goes, the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Just as they were celebrating in their hearts, Lin Yun was doing the same. It wasn’t certain who would have the last laugh.

"Haha, Lin Yun, your inheritance is mine today! Blood Refining Technique!" With the matter seemingly settled, the Blood Refining Young Master no longer hid his emotions, looking at Lin Yun with killing intent.

As he activated the Blood Refining Technique, the blood qi in the Blood Refining Young Master’s body began to boil like scalding water. Blood qi swirled around him, and his aura surged dramatically.

Lin Yun determined that the Blood Refining Technique must be a type of Evil Technique. It likely worked by burning one’s own blood to strengthen the body and Elemental Power, thereby causing a massive spike in Combat Power.

Since it caused such a short-term surge in Combat Power, Lin Yun also concluded that the Blood Refining Technique must be harmful to the user. The Blood Refining Young Master definitely couldn’t use it for a long time.

The Blood Refining Young Master before him already possessed the strength of the Sixth Layer of Opening Realm. Now, after using the Blood Refining Technique, his aura was no weaker than that of a Martial Artist at the Eighth Layer of Opening Realm.

"Lin Yun, the inheritance is mine! Haha!" With a loud laugh, the Blood Refining Young Master thrust a palm at Lin Yun. A dense blood qi enveloped his hand; it looked like he wanted to defeat Lin Yun in a single blow.

"Sigh, Young Master Yun’s Realm is still too low. With his Cultivation at the Fourth Layer of Opening Realm, he has no chance against the Blood Refining Young Master."

"That’s right. If Young Master Yun were also at the Sixth Layer of Opening Realm, maybe they’d have a fight on their hands." Watching the Blood Refining Young Master’s confident palm strike, the crowd held out no hope.

Although Lin Yun could fight above his level, possessed terrifying Combat Power, and had a great inheritance, he was facing the Blood Refining Young Master, who was two layers higher than him. Since both were considered geniuses, the crowd didn’t favor Lin Yun.

"Hmph. If you want my inheritance, let’s see if you have what it takes," Lin Yun shouted coldly. He met the Blood Refining Young Master’s right palm with a fist of his own, and a deafening tiger’s roar echoed through the area.

Lin Yun had chosen to meet force with force. The crowd watched in horror as—BOOM!—their attacks collided violently. The instant they made contact, Lin Yun felt that the Blood Refining Young Master’s attack was extremely bizarre.

It didn’t possess overwhelming power, but the blood qi from the palm strangely shot into his body. It instantly merged with his own Elemental Power and began to disrupt its circulation.

"Haha, Lin Yun, do you know the truly terrifying part of the Blood Refining Technique? Its blood qi isn’t for simple damage; it enters the opponent’s body and destroys their meridians and Dantian from within!" the Blood Refining Young Master laughed, clearly aware that his blood qi had already entered Lin Yun’s body.

As strands of the Blood Refining Young Master’s blood qi entered his body, Lin Yun quickly felt them acting like a series of blockades, obstructing the flow of his own Elemental Power. For a moment, circulating his Elemental Power became difficult.

’What an Evil Technique,’ Lin Yun thought as the blood qi invaded him, his brow furrowing slightly. He simultaneously tried to circulate his two Cultivation Techniques in an attempt to destroy the foreign blood qi.

"It’s useless. Once my blood qi enters your body, only someone with far more abundant Elemental Power than me can eliminate it. Otherwise, you can only wait for it to dissipate on its own." Seeing Lin Yun trying to destroy the blood qi, the Blood Refining Young Master didn’t press the attack, his face a picture of confidence.