Once Yasenia landed on the ground of the tournament, her Spiritual Sense checked her surroundings and tried to pinpoint anyone who aimed for her. To her surprise, other than a few lingering Spiritual Senses around her, no one stepped forward to challenge her.
During the last three days of rest, their seniors taught the remaining participants a lesson about Yasenia's absurd prowess. Now, throughout the entirety of the tournament, only a handful dared to face her.
So, Yasenia, who was expecting an immediate brawl, was left disappointed as people not only did not attack her, but actively made distance from her.
"...Hm."
Our dragoness looked around with a strange and disappointed look, making those who refrained from attacking sigh in relief.
On the stands, the seniors were basically eyeing their juniors with hawk-like gazes. 'See? See? Look at her disappointed eyes! If you dare to even show half a sign of a challenge, she will attack you like a rampaging beast! The kind that you cannot block or defend against!'
Spiritual Sense communication between those in the stands and those in the arena was blocked by formations, but even without it, the constant pointed look made the juniors smile wryly.
Yasenia, unaware that she was being treated as the goddess of plague, walked with a calm gait toward one of the platforms. "Since no one is challenging me… I should just take a seat and wait."
Her body flashed through the masses of cultivators, unaffected, and landed on one of the platforms.
On the platform, a man with a large hammer turned to look at her with a sharp look. "You dare choose my… platform…?"
When he saw Yasenia's gorgeous face, the man's face paled a few degrees.
He was not one of the super-geniuses, as his strength was that of a Third Level Transcendence Realm Cultivator.
For a less than 1200-year-old, his strength was high and praiseworthy. Only there were too many hidden monsters in the current tournament who made him look like dirt on the roadside!
And among all those who made him feel useless, the alluring dragon woman in front of him was one of them. His face changed from arrogant to pleasant and welcoming. "Oh! If it isn't Celestial Dragon Fairy Yasenia! It is a pleasure to meet you, really. I will quickly get down from the platform. There is no need to attack."
Yasenia's eyelids trembled at that title. "Wait."
The tall and muscular man stiffened, turning around like a rusted door. "Y-Yes?"
Yasenia looked at him with a frown and asked. "What is that title?"
Noticing that the dragon girl didn't want to fight him, the man almost slumped in relief. Thankfully, he had the dignity of one of the strongest geniuses to keep him straight! Of course, straight but with deference. Otherwise, he might get punched in the face by Yasenia!
"That's the title that Celestial Dragon Fairy Yasenia gained as a sign of respect. Your followers called you as such to highlight your beauty and your powerful prowess that shines like the stars in the sky!"
The man almost gagged while listening to himself. 'To think there would come a day when I have to say to others what I've heard all my life. Truly, life is unpredictable in ways that we can't predict.'
Yasenia looked around at the stands and said, knowing that they were listening to her. "Change it! It's too long! Use Celestial Fairy Yasenia. The dragon feels too redundant and makes it a mouthful."
For a moment, everyone looked at the shameless dragoness with jaw-slacked expressions. Of course, the brain-rotten fans that had been conquered by our dragoness didn't find it strange; instead, several people screamed in delight.
"Celestial Fairy Yasenia acknowledged us! Ahhh!"
"I love you! I love you! I love you!"
"I want to have your babies! Ahhhh!!"
"Celestial Fairy Yasenia! I am your number one fan!"
"HA!? You boy, I challenge you!"
"Can you be less shameless, old woman!? I am several centuries your junior!"
A sense of deja vu struck Yasenia's head like a hammer. 'This… Is this the beginning of the S.L.U.T. group in another world? Will they expand as rapidly as those girls?'
Thinking back, she couldn't help but wonder how those adorable fans of hers were doing. Also, she couldn't help but wonder why her most active fans were female. 'Ah, right. Those S.L.U.T. girls knew of my specialness. Evelyn did sell some… revealing images of me, didn't she?'
While pondering useless things, the man had used the chance to silently slip away and leave the platform for Yasenia.
The dragoness blinked and noticed, puzzledly looking around and finding him challenging another person. "Oh? Not bad."
The man used his giant hammer and an earth-related Intent Domain, showing terrifying might. Each of his strikes was accompanied by an avalanche of rocks, leaving his magma-user opponent somewhat helpless.
Both sides had similar strengths, but the man's relentless attacks won him the position after two hours of continuous battle.
The second he won, a black shadow appeared in the arena and rushed toward him.
"You dare!?" The man, angered at the sneak attack, twirled the heavy hammer around him, creating a tornado of pure rock. The terrifying swirl of rocks struck the black shadow, sending it flying and revealing his figure.
"Demon?"
Yasenia muttered with a confused hum. Her confusion stemmed from the lack of wings from the figure and the hidden head. So, while the aura was clearly that of a Demon Monarch, she was not entirely sure.
The black-robed man fought, his figure slippery and avoiding the wide-range attacks of the hammer-wielding man. Yasenia's tail tapped the ground thoughtfully, the battle turning out to be quite enjoyable.
"Strength against agility. I wonder if the shadowy figure can win. While two hours of combat are not short, they are not that long for Transcendence Realm cultivators."
The battle was much closer than before, but as time passed, wounds appeared on the hammer-wielding man. Yasenia's sharp eyes could sense that the shadowy figure received some hits. However, the large man was clearly more hurt.
Yasenia enjoyed the battle for four more hours, until finally, the large man roared and slammed the hammer onto the ground.
BOOM!!
The ground shook slightly, a wave of rocks spreading out and reaching hundreds of kilometers in an instant.
However, having expected it, the shadowy figure melded through the wave, blood trickling down his mouth from the backlash of the reckless move. Yet, he won the bet.
Having used a big move, the large man couldn't reach, and the dagger of the shadowy figure streaked toward his heart.
The man defended, rock layers covering him, but the strike was too strong.
BANG!
The man was sent flying out of the arena, losing the qualifications to challenge it again. Frustrated, he slammed his fist on the ground, showing a venomous stare.
Yasenia clapped lightly. "Not bad, not bad. Good fight on both sides."
Those nearby couldn't help but feel their lips twitch. 'Are you comfortable, miss? Do you want a few refreshments together with your tea?'
While Yasenia was waiting, she felt someone jump onto her arena. Her eyes lit up, but when she turned to look, she saw a mortal cultivator on the other side. "What are you doing?"
The mortal cultivator was a woman, and she showed an awkward smile. "Um, Celestial Fairy Yasenia, could you let me rest here for a while? I promise to step down after I recover."
Who was Yasenia? Other than to those close to her, her attitude was very similar to a piece of an iceberg! Cold and indifferent.
With a gentle wave of her hand, the mortal woman felt as if a wall of steel struck her, sending her flying back and crashing onto the dirt below. "Omph!"
Yasenia spoke coldly, her golden eyes showing no pity. "Do you think this is a playground? If you can't keep up, surrender. This is a competition, not a rest site."
Those who had seen her clapping earlier felt their lips twitch even harder. Still, no one dared refute!
Without giving that woman a second glance, Yasenia turned to look toward the other arenas. The shadowy figure was fighting with someone, but the fight was not that interesting. So, she looked away. 'Oh! Earth man is meditating to recover; he hasn't surrendered yet. Good spirit!'
As she looked around, she saw Vrixana in one of the arenas. However, after one look, Yasenia looked away with a weird expression. 'Getting drained by a succubus in public must be quite humiliating… I hope he didn't have girlfriends or wives.'
The poor man below Vrixana was moaning to the heavens as she jumped up and down, squeezed of all his energy without a chance to resist. Yasenia somehow felt that she was venting her frustrations about her failure with her.
It wasn't only Vrixana. There were three other arenas with Dual Cultivators that were not safe for children to watch. 'An incubus as well? I wonder why no incubuses have approached me yet.'
While the one participating was not as strong as Vrixana, looking at the Level Three Transcendence Realm woman moaning helplessly below him, she could tell that he was not weak.
'Hm… there are others like me.'
Of the 64 platforms, around 30 had no challengers. However, one look was enough for Yasenia to understand. All the participants in those 30 platforms were Level Five Transcendence Realm Cultivators. For less than 1200 years old, that was ridiculous, to say the least.
'Those are probably my main competitors, right?'
They were varied in races and auras. Some gave a saintly feeling, others a malevolent one. There were some in plain clothes, and others dripping with luxury. However, this confused her slightly. 'Weren't external items prohibited?'
Since they were wearing them, that meant that they had linked with all those items. 'It's quite… excessive. Did they link with them preemptively so that they could use them? But… that's just hasty and short-sighted.'
Yaseia shook her head when she suddenly felt one of those ominous presences stepping into her arena. Turning to look, she saw someone she really didn't want to face.
The man's expression, somewhat twisted and filled with delight, glanced at Yasenia. "I saw that you were alone. How about we have a pleasant conversation together and have a deep conversation in my personal realm?"
Yasenia's face remained calm and indifferent. "I would rather dive face-first into a pond of manure than go to your realm. Sorry, Gu Shen."
The man in front of her was the genius of the Violet Miasma Gu-Soothing Sect, Zi Hua's senior brother. Being older didn't mean that he was less talented than that girl. He was the most cherished genius of the sect.
Moreover, from what she heard from her mother, this man was much more twisted than Zi Hua. 'I have to be careful.'
Zi Hua's entire world revolved around her parasites, so she was somewhat ignorant and just used people and beasts to feed them. It was not due to evil, but because it was her "common sense."
On the other hand, this one… Well, he used parasites in twisted manners, many of which involved himself and his… victim.
Yasenia didn't despise Zi Hua; she just didn't like her much because of her twisted worldview. However, for Gu Shen, she had active contempt.