Bardan Buchanan and Geezer Mallard were also dumbfounded to see and hear what she said, especially Bardan.
He knew that Monica had a nasty personality, but he had never expected her to be such a pervert.
Meanwhile, Leyvi did not waste any time. He immediately took out the spiritual sense detector goggles and put them on. He quickly saw that Monica's spiritual sense was already all over him.
Unfortunately, he had no way to deal with it unless he learned the Sense Blocker technique at the very least.
"Huhuhu. Are you really the best Spiritual Cultivation talent?" Monica mocked. "You can't even detect the spiritual sense I sent to probe you."
Leyvi did not retort. He just stared at her with an annoyed gaze.
He was not a Pure Spiritual Cultivator, so he lacked the sensitivity to detect other people's spiritual sense.
Who knows if there were other perverted female Spiritual Cultivators like Monica in the future? He swore inwardly that when he returned home, he would master the Sense Blocker skill and the ocular technique he had received previously right away.
No, not just Sense Blocker and the ocular technique. Leyvi took it back.
He would learn all the spiritual cultivation skills available in the manual, learn to enter the Zenith State as fast as possible, and then aim for the Spiritual Domain Realm. As for what domain he wanted to develop, he already had an idea in mind.
"Oh my. What an intense gaze. It is making me wet down here. Come on, answer me. How much for a night with you? I especially like muscular men like you. Unfortunately, there are too many twig-like men around me, so I have been so pent up," Monica continued.
Bardan and Geezer Mallard could not stand listening to her anymore, so they retreated further away from Leyvi and Monica. They let the two say whatever they wanted before starting the battle. Bardan also did not want the vulgar things she said to be captured by the live broadcasting device.
Leyvi, who had been staring at Monica the whole time, suddenly let out an amused chuckle. He had just thought of a way to get back at her.
"Miss Monica, do you even have enough money to pay for my service?"
"Oh?" Monica raised an eyebrow. "Why wouldn't I?"
It was the first time Leyvi had responded to her, and she immediately noticed the change in his demeanor.
"As far as I know, it hasn't been long since the Spiritual Cultivation Project officially ended. Even if you've found a job with excellent pay, I'm sure it's nowhere near enough for you to act like some rich lady yet. Am I right?" Leyvi asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Hah. I naturally have my own ways of making money. You don't need to concern yourself with that." Monica flipped her hair confidently.
"Then how about this..." Leyvi nodded. "I'll give you a huge discount for a night with me. Ten thousand middle-grade spirit stones. That should be cheap enough."
"Ten... ten thousand middle-grade spirit stones?" Monica's eyes widened. "Are you crazy? Why would I pay you that much for one night?"
She found the price utterly ridiculous.
A Qi Cultivator could buy several tier-4 spirit artifacts or pieces of equipment with that amount. She herself had painstakingly saved just to buy a space ring worth only one-tenth of that.
Who does he think he is?
"What? You can't afford it?" Leyvi asked with a mocking smile. "If you can't even come up with such a small amount, why are you acting like some wealthy lady? That's pretty embarrassing."
"You!"
Monica's expression darkened, her chest rising and falling with anger.
"And what about you? Who do you think you are? A country bumpkin like you talks as if you're some kind of big shot. Don't make me laugh!"
"Hahaha! Who am I?" Leyvi laughed. "Miss Monica, didn't I already introduce myself back at the wedding hall? It seems you don't understand the significance of the Deed of Sovereignty I showed everyone..."
Monica's mouth twitched. She really didn't know what it represented. However, she hadn't dared ask anyone. Doing so would only expose her ignorance.
"I told you, I am the Lord of Bara Territory! That means all the riches within that territory belong to me. Compared to my wealth and status, what are you?"
With a wave of his hand, a huge pile of middle-grade spirit stones appeared beside him.
Monica's eyes widened. There were millions of middle-grade spirit stones. She had never seen such an enormous fortune in her entire life.
How is he this rich?
"Heh. You must be delusional if you think you can spend a night with me." Leyvi smiled contemptuously. "Even this pile is only a tiny fraction of my wealth."
With another wave of his hand, all the spirit stones disappeared back into his space ring.
"Not only can you not afford my service, but you are also far from qualified to be with me."
He looked at her with open disdain.
"Make sure you remember this. Nothing about you can compare to any of my wives. They're leagues above a broke woman pretending to be some wealthy lady. What a joke."
Leyvi returned every bit of her earlier mockery, his voice dripping with contempt and ridicule. He was quite satisfied with his performance.
Monica trembled with rage.
Ever since her Spiritual Cultivation talent had been discovered, she had always been treated with admiration and envy. People respected her potential, and countless mediocre cultivators eagerly obeyed her every whim.
Never had she been mocked this mercilessly. Worse, she couldn't think of a single comeback.
"You... How dare you!" Monica shouted, her face flushed with anger. "Enough talking! Let's begin!"
She immediately took out her spiritual sense detector goggles and put them on.
Seeing this, Bardan knew their exchange had finally ended.
He hadn't heard their private conversation, but judging from the huge pile of spirit stones Leyvi had shown earlier, it was obvious he had somehow managed to provoke Monica into losing her composure.
"Alright. Before you begin, Leyvi, you know you can only use Spiritual Cultivation abilities in this fight, right?" Bardan asked loudly.
"Yes!" Leyvi nodded.
"Good."
Bardan quickly took out a special lens from his space ring and attached it to the live broadcasting device. It was a specially prepared lens that would allow the guests in the wedding hall to see what was actually happening in a battle between two Spiritual Cultivators.
After that, both he and Geezer Mallard activated their ocular techniques, allowing them to perceive the spiritual senses of both Leyvi and Monica.
"Let the fight begin!" Bardan declared.
The moment his words fell, Leyvi made the first move.
Monica had just begun conjuring her spiritual weapons when she suddenly sensed an overwhelming spiritual pressure rushing toward her.
Her expression changed dramatically.
Without thinking, she immediately flew backward to evade it.
Thum!
The spiritual pressure slammed into the ground where she had been standing a split second earlier, leaving behind a deep depression.
Monica's eyes widened in horror.
How is this possible? How can he launch a spiritual pressure attack this powerful from so far away?
Had she reacted even a fraction of a second slower, she would have been crushed to the ground and defeated before the fight had truly begun.
In her usual spars, both sides normally started by conjuring their weapons. Nobody ever launched a spiritual pressure attack from such a long distance because it simply wasn't powerful enough to threaten anyone.
But Leyvi's spiritual pressure was clearly on an entirely different level.
Leyvi immediately gave chase, forming a giant hand to capture Monica, who had already successfully conjured a hundred spiritual swords.
She was even more horrified when she saw the enormous palm appearing before her.
The hundred swords she had painstakingly conjured couldn't even compare to the size of the giant hand floating in the air.
This fight was completely different from every spar she had ever had with the other elite Spiritual Cultivators.
How in the world did he conjure something this huge without collapsing under the mental strain?
Monica instantly realized she was facing a monster.
However, she hadn't reached her current level without possessing abilities worthy of the elite.
She quickly forced herself to calm down, suppressing the fear in her heart. At the same time, she increased her flying speed even further to widen the distance between them.
Soon, she noticed that Leyvi's flying speed wasn't particularly impressive.
Relief washed over her.
Hmph! As long as I keep my distance, he won't be able to suddenly get close to me.
Your attacks may be terrifying in scale, but they're much easier to deal with than countless fast attacks.
With a thought, all one hundred spiritual swords shot toward Leyvi from different directions, attempting to overwhelm him from every angle.
Leyvi raised his giant spiritual hand and casually swept it across the air. A quarter of the incoming swords shattered instantly.
However, the remaining swords continued flying toward him from multiple directions.
Just as Monica thought victory was within her grasp, all of the swords abruptly froze in midair.
They trembled violently, struggling to advance even a single inch. Instead, they were slowly pushed backward, drifting farther and farther away from Leyvi.
"What?"
Monica's eyes widened in disbelief. Leyvi hadn't used any defensive technique at all.
He was simply releasing his spiritual pressure in every direction, forcibly pushing away every one of her attacks.
No matter how much mental power she poured into controlling her swords, they refused to move forward.
What kind of monstrous mental power is this? How am I supposed to defeat someone like him?