148: Chapter 148 The Competition between Good and Evil (2)

An Ye’s voice was icy, like a machine operating strictly by the rules.

The largest Sects of the Demonic Path were only the Thousand Souls Sect, the Hundred Insect Sect, and the Ten Puppets Sect.

The matter of the list was naturally something the three great Demonic Sects had to discuss among themselves.

“The Righteous Path has put forward three hundred people; my Demonic Path will also have three hundred. How about one hundred people per Sect?” Ancestor Qian Hun felt he was being very fair.

“Perhaps we won't even need three hundred people. As long as the winners are all Demonic Path Cultivators, the Righteous Path Cultivators will only become fewer and fewer,” Ancestor Hundred Insects sneered.

Ancestor Ten Puppets’ eyes flickered. “My Ten Puppets Sect Disciples each carry more than one Puppet. I wonder if these Puppets can occupy entry slots?”

If that were allowed, the slots to enter the Secret Realm that they won could be increased, and he could allocate them to his own grandson.

Ancestor Ten Puppets’ calculation was very shrewd, but unfortunately, Ancestor Qian Hun and Ancestor Hundred Insects would not let him take advantage of this.

“Impossible!” The two spoke in unison, showing perfect tacit understanding.

A cold glint flashed in Ancestor Ten Puppets’ eyes. “Since that is the case, then let it be a hundred people per Sect!”

The three parted on bad terms.

The list of competitors had actually been drafted by the three Sects long ago, and it was quickly handed over to An Ye.

An Ye used the same procedure, posting the Demonic Path list above the fighting stage so everyone could see it.

There were Righteous Path Cultivators who had come to Zhaoye City to broaden their horizons, but the majority were Demonic Cultivators already residing in Zhaoye City.

Seeing the very familiar names on the Demonic Cultivator list, the arrogance of the Demonic Cultivators surged.

“Jie jie jie, Young Miss Yin Moon is actually participating! In the last Righteous and Demonic Grand Competition, Young Miss Yin Moon, despite being only at Foundation Establishment, managed to trap dozens of Righteous Path Prodigies and secure a spot. Now, Young Miss Yin Moon has reached Core Formation. What a pity it’s not a free-for-all battle, or we could watch Young Miss Yin Moon slaughter everyone again.”

“Hiss, Young Master Xuan Ming is also here! He came from being a Loose Cultivator, yet he is representing the Thousand Souls Sect in the competition.”

“Young Master Xuan Ming? Who is that?”

“You don’t even know him? Heh heh, if you went out of the city more often, you would know. Being protected in the city for too long has made the Demonic Cultivators lose their fighting spirit.”

“The people from the Hundred Insect Sect and the Ten Puppets Sect are also vicious fellows. This Righteous and Demonic Grand Competition will be worth watching...”

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“An Ye, we’ve given you the list. How will you fairly match the two sides for the Death Arena?” The Nascent Soul Sect Leader of the Tiger Roar Sect shouted impatiently.

An Ye said coldly, “By drawing lots.”

He waved his large hand, and a thick mist descended upon the names posted on the fighting stage by the Righteous and Demonic sides, scrambling the two piles of names.

Only the Cultivators below in Zhaoye City could clearly see the names beneath the black fog.

“Each side draw one person.”

As soon as An Ye finished speaking, the three from the Demonic Sects acted simultaneously. Seeing this, Yun Shang and the Tiger Roar Sect Leader, Hu Xiao, also stepped forward without hesitation, each drawing a name.

Looking at the five names on both sides, An Ye remained silent.

Yun Shang was very considerate. “Let one more person from the Righteous Path come up to draw.”

Then, the Sect Master of another major Righteous Path Sect ascended the stage and drew a name.

The six of them looked towards An Ye together. “An Ye, are we supposed to randomly match these six people?”

An Ye coldly raised his eyes and uttered two words: “No.”

“Six people, come up to the fighting stage!”

The six people who were drawn had witnessed everything happening in the city and ascended the stage one by one.

Coincidentally, Su Xin was among these six people.

Xiao Tian and others cheered for Su Xin, watching him step onto the stage by treading on a spirit devouring vine.

Compared to the noble and upright manner in which the other Righteous Path members ascended, Su Xin’s entrance was a bit too Demonic Cultivator-like. As a result, when he stood with the Righteous Path side, everyone was momentarily stunned.

Hu Xiao said heartily, “Kid, the Demonic Cultivators are over there. Go gather with them first.” He kindly pointed the way for Su Xin.

Yun Shang watched with a smile. Although he recognized Su Xin, he did not remind Hu Xiao.

Su Xin raised his somber eyes, swept a faint glance over Hu Xiao, and landed on the smiling corner of Ancestor Yun Shang’s mouth.

He cupped his hands towards Hu Xiao in a salute. “Thank you.”

Then, without hesitation, he flew into the midst of the Demonic Cultivators.

The Demonic Cultivators on the side were bewildered.

The crowd below erupted in an uproar.

Su Xin stood silently beside the other three Demonic Cultivators, showing no sign of discomfort.

Qian Hun frowned. “Your name wasn't called. What are you doing up here? Go down, come up again when your turn comes.”

Su Xin’s appearance, stepping out while treading on a black vine, made him completely fail to suspect Su Xin’s Demonic Cultivator identity.

Although he didn't recognize him, he probably belonged to one of the other two Sects, so his words came out naturally.

The other two Demonic Sects also assumed Su Xin belonged to one of the other two Sects and didn't suspect his identity at all, only telling him to wait until his name was called before coming up.

Yun Shang saw Su Xin decisively fly toward the Demonic Cultivators and secretly thought, This is a mess!

He transmitted his voice to Hu Xiao. “That is Su Xin! Su Xin from Dan City!”

Hu Xiao was stunned, then his tiger-like eyes widened. “You knew him, why didn't you say so earlier? You made me think he was a Demonic Cultivator who took the wrong path?”

Yun Shang gave a wry smile. “Brother Hu, now is not the time to discuss this.”

Hu Xiao gave Yun Shang a cold glare, making a mental note of this matter.

He personally walked into the ranks of the Demonic Cultivators and solemnly asked Su Xin, who was bowing his head, appearing extremely gloomy, “Are you Su Xin?”

Su Xin looked up and replied with a simple, “Mm.”

Hu Xiao immediately apologized. “Young Friend Su Xin, I did not understand the situation clearly. Please forgive me.”

Su Xin looked up in surprise, met Hu Xiao’s sincere gaze, and shook his head. “No matter.”

The faces of Ancestor Qian Hun and the others turned cold; they felt they had been tricked by the Righteous Path Cultivators.

Looking at Su Xin’s thin and frail back, and seeing his mere Foundation Establishment cultivation, the Old Ancestors couldn't help but sneer repeatedly.

“The three of you, no matter who encounters him later, torture him thoroughly before killing him!”

The voices were not concealed; they reached Su Xin’s ears and also reached the ears of the Cultivators in the city.

Xiao Tian slapped the window ledge of the Duobao Tower, instantly leaving an indentation. Sharp splinters pierced his hand, but they didn't even break the skin.

“Why get so angry? You know Brother Xin’s abilities well enough,” Chen Xuanfeng said with a slight smile, a hint of melancholy in his tone. “What a shame, why wasn't I the first one drawn.”

He shook his head, filled with regret.

Hu Xiao was very surprised.

This kid Su Xin, upon hearing the words of the three Old Ancestors of the Demonic Sects, didn't even falter in his steps.

He felt a bit of admiration for Su Xin, followed by a sigh.

“His Heart-Nature is good, but it’s a pity you shouldn't have come to participate in the Righteous and Demonic Grand Competition.”

Su Xin thought to himself, why isn't Brother Xuanfeng here?

Otherwise, he could have shown off greatly again.

With him here, he could only remain silent.

Su Xin returned to the Righteous Path team. The other two people subtly kept their distance from him.

They felt that Su Xin, who looked like a Demonic Cultivator, brought them shame.

Su Xin ignored them all, acting like a withdrawn child.

“An Ye, can we start now?” Ten Puppets urged arrogantly.

No one from his Ten Puppets Sect had been drawn this time, and he wanted to proceed to the next round of drawing quickly.

An Ye complied readily, raising his hand. The platform divided into six individual arenas, marked by his spiritual energy barriers at the edges.

“You six, each enter the opposing list and select your opponent.”

An Ye looked at the six people, focusing his gaze on Su Xin, with a faint smile even visible in his eyes.

Su Xin looked at the path he had just walked and remained silent.

Was this telling him to walk over to the Demonic Cultivators' side again?