In the center of Kyoto, in a two-story circular building covering nearly 10,000 square meters and appearing extremely luxurious, a fierce battle between humans and beasts is taking place.
The two-story circular building has an open-top design, surrounded on all sides.
In the center, a huge arena for beast battles is left open. This arena is the largest entertainment venue in the capital of the Great Empire and serves as a place for the wealthy to enjoy themselves.
The arena holds at least twenty rounds of beast battles every day.
Within the entire arena, cries of encouragement, curses, cheers, excitement, and heart-wrenching sounds blanket the air, like a fire in winter that burns through the chill.
As the referee blew their whistle in the arena.
A maiden slowly emerged from within, her simple gown devoid of any embellishment, belted at the waist with a plain sash. She was clean and crisp, yet her curves were subtly displayed.
She moved through the layers of noise, walking to the center of the arena, and it was then that everyone finally got a clear look at her face.
Her brows are like distant mountains, soft and graceful with a hint of vigor. Her slender eyes, slightly raised at the corners, hold tranquility and indifference. Her tiny jade nose sits above full lips that are slightly pursed, exuding an indifferent aura.
She was a beauty of unparalleled charm, but the thumb-long scar on her left face ruthlessly marred her beauty.
Her strides are neither hurried nor slow, and the faint chill and severity in her gaze colors the area around her. Her entire demeanor is breathtaking, leaving everyone in awe.
“Who's so despicable and cruel, to scar someone's face, ruining the beauty of a woman!”
"The figure is impressive, but she looks rather weak. Can she fight off the beast? Don't let yourself be swallowed whole!"
...
The maiden is Yu Yao. After waking from her coma, when she opened her eyes again, she found herself in the arena, turned into a slave at the bottom of the hierarchy.
Although she does not know who struck her that day, she can roughly guess that it must be related to the Imperial Concubine Zhao.
Except for the Imperial Concubine Zhao, she cannot think of anyone else.
Thinking about the humiliation she suffered in the arena these past few days, Yu Yao felt a surge of hatred within her.
All eyes were on Yu Yao, some captivated by her elegance, while others secretly pitied her...
In one of the luxurious boxes at the top of the arena, the interior is ornate and elegant, with all necessary facilities.
Sitting here, one can overlook every scene within the entire arena, offering an excellent view.
Night Beicheng lounged lazily against the royal sedan chair, his face covered by a golden mask, revealing only a pair of deep-set eyes and a pale chin.
His gaze, through the crystal windows, fell upon the maiden in the center of the arena. Wasn't she originally a concubine from the Guifei Palace? How did she end up here?
Night Beicheng's eyes flickered with surprise.
However, he couldn't help but overlap the figure of this little concubine with that of the woman who had appeared that night. Strangely, he found that they were strikingly similar.
"Is it you?"
Night Beicheng smiled slightly, his eyes conveying a deep meaning.
While he was lost in thought, a fierce battle had already erupted in the arena. The one fighting against Yu Yao was a nearly two-meter tall White Flame Tiger.
Yu Yao struck quickly, channeling her inner power into her right arm. She landed a fierce punch on the left eye of the White Flame Tiger.
Perhaps it was too forceful; the White Flame Tiger's entire left eye sank in, and it let out an angry roar, its fur standing on end as it fiercely bit towards her.
Yu Yao's eyes were as cold as ice, unafraid of the White Flame Tiger. She performed a nimble rotation, quickly dodging the beast's ferocious bite.
Her spirit condensed into a needle, ferociously piercing the White Flame Tiger's head.
"Ho..."
The soul of the White Flame Tiger was attacked, and it let out a loud roar. Its body momentarily froze.
Yu Yao seized the opportunity, leaping into the air, and delivering another powerful punch that landed squarely on the White Flame Tiger's head.
A resounding "clang!" echoed as the White Flame Tiger's head was shattered, and then its body slowly collapsed to the ground.
"The eighteenth match, Yu Yao vs White Flame Tiger, Yu Yao wins."
Yu Yao stood upright with her back straight, silently standing at the center of the arena. Despite the scar on her left cheek, it could not dim her unparalleled beauty and radiant glow.
"Wow, this woman is impressive. She actually defeated the White Flame Tiger."
"Damn that White Flame Tiger, how can it lose? Waste of my money."
......
The arena was filled with madness, cursing, and a variety of sounds. Those who won were smiling with joy, while those who lost were expressions of frustration.
Yu Yao paid no mind to these sounds and quickly descended the stage.
Just as she stepped down from the stage, someone informed her that a guest from the top box named "Emperor One" wanted to see her and asked her to go over immediately.
She looked up towards the direction of the Emperor One box.
The Tianzhi One box is the most prestigious and luxurious box in the entire arena.
That box is extremely luxurious, offering an excellent view to overlook all scenes within the entire arena.
It is said to be a private box of a mysterious person, and no one but the mysterious person themselves can enter it.
Including the current prince.
Yu Yao quietly speculated if the mysterious person was Night Beicheng, but whether it was or not, she had to go over.
She quietly combed through herself and, seeing nothing amiss, hurried off.
As soon as she appeared at the top, she noticed two tall, black-clad men standing side by side at the entrance of the Tianzhi One box, their eyes revealing an indifferent chill.
Yu Yao's expression faltered. This is quite cool; does this guy want to scare the little kids?
She secretly rolled her eyes and then walked over.
The two tall, black-clad men had already noticed her and knew who she was, so they did not stop her from approaching.
She stopped in front of the two black-clad men, forcing a fake smile on her face. "Excuse me… two brothers, I heard that someone inside wants to see me. Can you please open the door for me?"
The black-clad man standing on the left coldly swept her with a glance and tossed out a word, "Wait!"
So he turned around and, with due respect, said to the inside, "My lord, the person has arrived."
"Let her in!"
Not long after, a lazy male voice drifted out, brushing against the ears of those present. The indifference in his tone sent a shiver down Yu Yao's spine as she stood at the door.
At the same time, she also recognized the voice. It was none other than Night Beicheng.
"Indeed, the mysterious person is him," Yu Yao thought to herself, unable to help but wonder.
"It seems Night Beichen has recognized me. But I wonder, how can a emperor appear in a gladiator arena?"
These thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant. She quickly pushed the door open and walked in.
At the same time, she closed the door to the box.
As soon as she stepped inside, a tall, cloaked man appeared before her. He was leaning against the imperial sedan chair, wearing a golden mask on his face. Underneath the mask, there were deep and sharp eyes.
He laid his hand casually on the side rail, his eyes, peering through the mask, gave a cold glance at Yu Yao. His expression was indiscernible.
Upon seeing Night Beicheng's attire, Yu Yao knew that he was concealing his identity and leaving the palace. He must not want to be recognized by others.
She lowered her eyelashes and pretended not to recognize him. She lifted her foot and bowed slightly, respectfully saying, "Greetings, Lord. May I inquire what orders you have?"
"There's nothing. I just thought your martial skills were good, so I called you to see for myself."
Night Beicheng replied with a tone that suddenly took on a hint of mischief, "What is your name?"
Yu Yao picked up the playfulness in Night Beichen's tone and didn't understand his meaning. She still answered, "I am Yu Yao, Yu in the name of Yu, and Yao from the Yao Pool!"
"Haha…"
He let out a light laugh.
