143: Chapter 143: The chaotic battle is changed to a life-or-death arena.

Luo Yunkai really didn't want to bring along a group of rebellious sons who just wanted to watch the excitement.

Unfortunately, once children grow up, they no longer listen to their father!

Thus, what the Information Broker saw was not just Luo Yunkai alone, but a large family.

The Information Broker couldn't stop swallowing his saliva and shrank into the corner.

Xiao Tian laughed heartily and dragged the thin Information Broker out of the corner, resting a strong arm on his frail shoulder.

"What are you afraid of? You've brought news of our brothers; we can't thank you enough!"

A forced smile appeared on the Information Broker's shifty-eyed face, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. "Is... is that so?"

Xiao Tian heroically patted his chest. "Of course!"

"Come, tell us the news you know. If it's useful, our family won't treat you poorly."

As he spoke, he was about to lead the Information Broker upstairs.

The Information Broker didn't dare leave the public area; this was his survival way as a Loose Cultivator.

"No... no need to go up."

Seeing the Information Broker's legs trembling with fear, Xiao Tian felt both amused and helpless.

Do they look like bad people?

"No, no!" The Information Broker saw the thought on Xiao Tian's face and denied it repeatedly. "It's just that Fellow Daoist Luo's two children are almost here; we can talk while we walk."

The Information Broker pointed toward the city gate.

Chen Xuanfeng raised an eyebrow and looked at his father with interest, showing an ambiguous smile. "Father really knows how to pick mothers for us."

The forces that could participate in the Righteous and Demonic Grand Competition were not simple.

Luo Yunkai was full of doubt.

In his memory, except for a very few, most of those women of his should have been Loose Cultivators.

"Cough, then let's talk while we walk."

Luo Yunkai took the lead and walked out of Duobao Tower.

He wanted to escape the prying eyes of those Demonic Cultivators.

Unexpectedly, the Demonic Cultivators didn't even buy Magical Artifacts or Talismans anymore and shamelessly followed them.

Looking at Luo Yunkai's dark face, the Information Broker tried his best to lower his presence.

But it was useless.

Xiao Tian couldn't wait to see his father's embarrassment and urged the Information Broker to quickly tell them about the origins of these two brothers.

The Information Broker gave a shifty chuckle. "Well, you both know about these two."

Su Xin instantly had a guess. "Are you talking about the eldest and second brothers from the Hidden Family Li Family?"

The Information Broker nodded with a shifty laugh. "Yes, the Li Family is not only participating in the Righteous and Demonic Grand Competition this time, but they also let two juniors lead the team."

"One of them is Li Changsheng, the biological son of the contemporary Longevity Body of the Li Family, and the other is not even a member of the Li Family, but merely Lin Hao, the son of the Longevity Body's maid."

Xiao Tian exaggeratedly turned his head 180 degrees back. "Old man, it's the eldest and second brothers coming."

Chu Feng was full of curiosity. "So they aren't the tenth and eleventh brothers?"

The Information Broker's eyes widened. What tenth or eleventh? Why hadn't he heard there were so many?

Those shifty eyes wouldn't stop rolling; he had to let his mouse-descendants work harder to keep a close eye on Luo Yunkai's family!

He wouldn't allow any news in this world to exist that he, the Information Broker, didn't know!

The Monster Rats of the Southern Desolate Continent inexplicably shuddered.

They had a bad premonition!

Luo Yunkai felt the Information Broker's shifty gaze was very off, but didn't think much of it. He took a Storage Pouch from his system space and put twenty thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones inside.

"Thank you." The Information Broker caught the Storage Pouch, scanned it with his Divine Sense, and his eyes went wide and round.

He immediately hid the Storage Pouch in his bosom and held it tightly.

That appearance made anyone see that the contents of the Storage Pouch were priceless.

The Demonic Cultivators following them stared straight at the Information Broker.

Of course, some were also staring at Luo Yunkai and the others, their greed undisguised.

Swish!

An invisible Sword Qi fell formidably between Luo Yunkai's group and the Demonic Cultivators, carving a distinct sword mark several zhang deep between them.

In the trench carved by this Sword Qi, an incomparably sharp golden Sword Qi permeated; just looking at it made people instinctively want to avoid its edge.

The group of Demonic Cultivators turned their gaze toward Chen Xuanfeng, watching him calmly withdraw his fingers. The wind stirred his long hair, making him appear even more profound and mysterious.

Chen Xuanfeng didn't say a single harsh word; his gaze simply swept over the group of Demonic Cultivators, and those trailing Demonic Cultivators averted their eyes to avoid his edge.

"Heh!"

Chen Xuanfeng chuckled and casually tossed a Storage Pouch upward. "Compensation."

The Storage Pouch disappeared in mid-air. In the next instant, a large hand appeared out of thin air and landed on the sword mark Chen Xuanfeng had carved.

The large hand grabbed, extracting the Sword Qi, then smoothed over the trench and carried the Sword Qi out of the city.

It threw the Sword Qi toward the Swamp Jungle outside the city; the crisscrossing Sword Qi instantly tore apart an area of one li.

The Demonic Cultivators who had followed out of curiosity fell silent.

Holding a shadow recording stone that had captured the entire process, they went deep into the Swamp Jungle.

Thousand Souls Sect.

"Revered Master, I'm afraid our Demonic Sect will suffer heavy losses in this Righteous and Demonic Grand Competition."

The Demonic Cultivator carrying the shadow recording stone went straight to the Sect Master of the Thousand Souls Sect, Ancestor Qian Hun.

Ancestor Qian Hun took the shadow recording stone and checked its contents. His originally indifferent expression turned solemn when he saw the large hand appearing over Zhaoye City and pausing for a negligible half-breath upon contact with Chen Xuanfeng's Sword Qi.

He saw it; that spiritual power hand's barrier had been torn open by the Sword Qi.

Even if the owner of the spiritual power hand had just been careless, it was enough to show how terrifying Chen Xuanfeng's Sword Qi was.

He saw even more clearly that the reason the hand could grab the Sword Qi afterward was because it had applied a thick spiritual power barrier.

And...

The reason that hand chose to throw the Sword Qi into the swamp outside the city was that consuming the Sword Qi would require a great deal of effort.

Ancestor Qian Hun should have mocked it.

How ridiculous.

A Nascent Soul was actually helpless against the Sword Qi of a Golden Core Sword Cultivator.

But as soon as he thought that this Golden Core Sword Cultivator was under thirty and a powerful competitor in this Righteous and Demonic Grand Competition, Ancestor Qian Hun couldn't be happy.

"No wonder that old fellow from Dan City dared to release the Competition Invitations; I should have thought of it earlier!"

Ancestor Qian Hun's expression was terrifyingly gloomy.

His Disciple below him silently lowered his head, not daring to court disaster at this time.

"Yin Moon, you did very well this time!"

Yin Moon's voice was hoarse. "Sharing the Sect's burdens is my duty as a Disciple."

Satisfaction flashed in Ancestor Qian Hun's eyes as his withered fingers tapped on his blood-red throne.

"Yin Moon, tell me, if I want to change the rules of this Righteous and Demonic Grand Competition, would the Righteous Path agree?"

Yin Moon said submissively, "The Soul Stone Secret Realm is the Thousand Souls Sect's Secret Realm. Allowing the Righteous Path to compete for entry spots is already generous. As for the rules, they are naturally whatever Revered Master says they are."

"Hahaha..." Ancestor Qian Hun laughed, his laughter accompanied by ghostly wails and howls, extremely eerie.

"Well said!"

"Yin Moon, go and tell those participating Righteous Path forces."

"Say that my Thousand Souls Sect, mindful of the heavy casualties in previous Righteous and Demonic Grand Competitions, cannot bear it and is now changing the Melee to a Life-and-Death Arena!"

"The Soul Stone Secret Realm has a total of one hundred spots this time. The competition ends when only one hundred people remain!"

"Yes!"