I Was Forced to Marry a “Trash” Cultivator, But She Turned Out to Be a Reborn Empress!

Inside the Spirit Beast Pavilion, a battle that seemed destined to be one-sided was about to commence.

Boom—

With the dull toll of a bell, a pale blue light screen rose, encasing the fighting arena.

The Purple Lightning Sable instantly transformed into a purple blur. The crowd heard only a tearing sound before three bloody gashes appeared on the spirit cat’s back.

“Excellent!” A deafening cheer erupted from below the stage.

The plump cultivator slapped his thigh and shouted, “See that? I told you this beast couldn’t even take a single swipe!”

In the private room on the second floor, Zhou Xuanyuan leaned against the windowsill, idly toying with a teacup in his fingers. He deliberately raised his voice. “Third Young Master Shen, your judgment seems rather lacking.”

Shen Xian did not reply.

On the fighting stage, the snow-white spirit cat staggered back into a corner. Blood seeped from its wounds, dyeing its fur a glaring red.

The Purple Lightning Sable circled it slowly, occasionally emitting threatening crackles of electricity.

“Trash will always be trash!” Several cultivators who had placed heavy bets sneered repeatedly, their words seemingly carrying a double meaning.

Ye Shun’s fists clenched until his veins bulged, yet he saw his Young Master remained expressionless and calm.

Below the stage, the Purple Lightning Sable suddenly reared up on its hind legs, its front paws gathering dazzling lightning… it was its signature move, the “Skyward Thunder Claw!”

“It’s over!” someone yelled.

The instant the lightning descended, the spirit cat suddenly rolled away. The ground where it had stood was blasted into a charred crater. The Purple Lightning Sable clearly hadn’t anticipated this dodge, and its offensive momentum faltered.

The laughter from below died abruptly.

The plump cultivator’s eyes widened. “This… this beast actually knows how to dodge?”

A fine crack appeared on Zhou Xuanyuan’s teacup with a sharp snap.

The spirit cat suddenly glanced back in Shen Xian’s direction, its pupils shimmering with a golden light.

The next second…

Meow!

With a single cry, it arched its back. Its previously dull fur stood on end, revealing faint silver thunder patterns swirling beneath its skin. Its pair of golden eyes became fiercely aggressive.

As if provoked, the Purple Lightning Sable’s purple fur bristled all over as it pounced again!

Crackle…

Two figures flashed past each other. Another gash was torn open on the spirit cat’s chest, but this time, it managed to scratch the Purple Lightning Sable’s hind leg in passing.

Though the wound wasn’t deep, it plunged the entire arena into sudden silence.

“Just a coincidence!” The plump cultivator broke the silence. “The Purple Lightning Sable is a top-tier lightning-type spirit beast!”

His words sounded more like he was trying to convince himself, because the energy contained within those manifested thunder patterns was already feeling… off.

In the arena!

Clearly enraged, the Purple Lightning Sable erupted with blinding arcs of electricity all over its body. Just as it prepared to unleash a finishing blow, a sudden change occurred…

The thunder patterns around the spirit cat’s wounds suddenly blazed brightly. The blood splattering through the air actually condensed into a fine web of lightning, absorbing all of the Purple Lightning Sable’s electrical power!

“Impossible!” Zhou Xuanyuan shot to his feet, his teacup shattering against the floor.

Below the stage, bathed in blood yet radiating soaring momentum, the spirit cat lashed out with its previously drooping tail like a steel whip, striking hard against the Purple Lightning Sable’s flank.

Aoo!

For the first time, the Purple Lightning Sable let out a pained roar, staggering backward.

The betting cultivators collectively sucked in a cold breath. The plump cultivator’s face turned deathly pale as he shouted in panic, “It’s not a Snow Mountain Spirit Cat! It’s a Thunder Pattern Spirit Cat!”

By now, some had recognized the spirit cat’s true origins.

At that moment, the spirit cat’s attacks suddenly turned fierce and precise. Every claw swipe accurately tore towards the Purple Lightning Sable’s lightning acupoints, forcing it into a desperate retreat until it was covered in blood and utterly disheveled in mere moments.

“It’s over.” The plump cultivator slumped to the floor, his heart filled with panic.

If it were an ordinary Snow Mountain Spirit Cat, even at the peak of the fourth rank, it couldn’t possibly defeat a Purple Lightning Sable.

But if it were a Thunder Pattern Spirit Cat—a natural counter to Purple Lightning Sables…

He didn’t dare think any further!

Crack—

Another clash. The clear sound of bone breaking echoed throughout the arena.

The Purple Lightning Sable went limp and collapsed. The blood-soaked spirit cat walked slowly to the center of the stage, suddenly threw back its head, and let out a long howl.

That sound was nothing like that of a sickly cat; it was more like a slumbering ferocious beast finally awakening.

Everyone was shocked.

This was a powerful spirit beast with a Mystic-grade bloodline. Now that its bloodline power had been activated, it was completely different from before.

On the second floor, Zhou Xuanyuan’s expression grew darker and darker.

No!

I can’t lose. I must not lose!

His brow furrowed tightly. Suddenly, he glanced at an attendant beside him.

Understanding his intent perfectly, the attendant quietly released a wisp of divine sense aimed at interfering with the wager duel. This was their family’s business; no one would dare say anything about it here. And no one would notice anyway…

But… Shen Xian detected it instantly.

With his current Foundation Establishment Realm cultivation base and the enhanced perception from his treasures—specifically the Void Reflecting Spirit Mirror, which boosted his divine sense to the level of the Deity Transformation Realm for an instant—he saw through their scheme immediately.

“Trying to cheat?”

A coldness settled in Shen Xian’s heart as he secretly activated the Void Reflecting Spirit Mirror. Empowered by this spiritual treasure, his divine sense instantly transformed to the level of a Deity Transformation expert.

Then, he manipulated his own divine sense to envelop theirs completely.

Under the terrifying pressure of a Deity Transformation Realm divine sense, the attendant had no chance whatsoever. He suffered severe mental trauma instantly; his body trembled once before he collapsed limply onto the floor, unconscious from shock alone.

Zhou Xuanyuan’s pupils contracted slightly.

What happened?

He had no time to ask…

Right then, in the arena below, the Thunder Pattern Spirit Cat launched another attack; one final claw swipe ended the Purple Lightning Sable’s life completely.

Blood sprayed everywhere; silence fell over the entire hall!

Someone’s jade token clattered onto the floor, followed by waves upon waves of anguished wails rising one after another.

“My entire fortune!” The previously loud-mouthed plump cultivator, who had boasted about eating the counter, slumped down, looking ashen-faced, like a corpse already dead inside.

Trembling hands pulled out an empty storage pouch; suddenly remembering his own earlier bravado, his whole fat face flushed a purplish-red color resembling a pig’s liver.

“Was this beast pretending all along?” The noble young master holding a folding fan looked deathly pale, sweat pouring down his face continuously. Despite coming from a wealthy family, even he couldn’t easily bear such a loss.