150: Chapter 150 The Great Competition Between Good and Demon (Part 4)

Yin Moon was dead.

She died very miserably.

Even in death, she couldn't believe it.

How could someone so mercilessly strike down a beauty like her?

Her eyes, wide open in death, stared fixedly at Su Xin.

Su Xin stood with his hands behind his back, retracting the spirit devouring vine, which had changed course mid-flight to pierce Yin Moon's Dantian and then her heart.

Yin Moon's body, hung suspended in mid-air on the spirit devouring vine as if it were a display item, fell without any dignity once the vine withdrew.

The Demonic Cultivators of Zhaoye City watched Yin Moon's corpse, from which blood was still slowly oozing, in utter disbelief.

"No, this is impossible..." Someone shook his head wildly, refusing to believe his own eyes.

"It's fake, this must be fake. An illusion, yes, this is an illusion! Young Miss Yin Moon wouldn't die so easily, absolutely not!" Someone was certain that all of this was just an illusion.

"Who is he? Who is this brat? I want him dead!" Yin Moon's admirers' eyes were bloodshot, brimming with murderous intent.

The Information Broker, hidden within the crowd, felt a strong urge.

He wanted to sell information.

Just like how he sold information about the potential demonic cultivators participating in this competition to Luo Yunkai and his son.

But upon recalling Su Xin's ruthless, instant-kill methods, the Information Broker shivered slightly.

How could he have known that the information he sold to Luo Yunkai and his son would bring about Yin Moon's doom!

But he couldn't really be blamed; the information he sold was all true. Yin Moon had indeed slaughtered many Righteous Path Cultivators during the previous Righteous and Demonic Grand Competition, using cruel methods, and subsequently grew fond of torturing and killing Righteous Path Cultivators to collect their vengeful souls.

For the Righteous Path Cultivators who died by her hand, death was not the cruelest part; the cruelest part was the torment they endured, and after death, they still had to become Yin Moon's helpers as vengeful souls.

"Why didn't Young Miss Yin Moon release her vengeful souls and instead tried to use charm?" The Demonic Cultivators infatuated with Yin Moon were extremely puzzled.

The Information Broker heard this and realized a profitable opportunity had arrived!

"I know why Young Miss Yin Moon didn't use her vengeful souls and chose charm instead!"

His voice was loud enough to instantly draw everyone's attention.

"You?" The Demonic Cultivators' eyes were filled with doubt.

In their view, the Information Broker was thin and small, and his aura wasn't overwhelmingly strong; he didn't seem like someone who could come into contact with Demonic Cultivators on Young Miss Yin Moon's level.

The Information Broker chuckled, tilting his chin up, "That's right, it's me!"

"Hmph!" A sneer echoed.

The Information Broker remained calm. "I am the Information Broker."

The Demonic Cultivators frowned. The name Information Broker did sound familiar lately.

No, it should be said that this name would briefly surface and gain notoriety every time the Righteous and Demonic Grand Competition was held, starting decades ago.

"It's you. Perhaps you really do know something."

The Information Broker was quite smug. That was his...

"Ugh..." The Information Broker was suddenly grabbed by the neck, his face turning red from lack of air.

"Speak!"

The Information Broker was also stubborn. If he was asked nicely when he was in a good mood, he would speak. If given some Spirit Stones, he would also speak. But coercion...

"Swish!"

The Demonic Cultivator holding the Information Broker suddenly felt his grip loosen, and then his hand grasped empty air. A large black rat landed on the ground, burrowed into the earth, and quickly vanished.

"A rat demon?"

The Demonic Cultivator was somewhat annoyed and slapped the ground. Instantly, a squad of Market Guards appeared.

The Demonic Cultivator's expression changed slightly. He resentfully pulled out a large sum of demonic stones, even paying for the Market Guards who had just dealt with the Information Broker.

It was truly a case of losing the wife and the army.

The Information Broker hadn't actually gone far; he was watching from not far away. Seeing the Demonic Cultivator's pained expression, he was extremely pleased.

He could have stepped forward himself. As long as he offered more Spirit Stones than the Demonic Cultivator, the Market Guards would certainly uphold justice for him. But why bother?

He didn't earn his Spirit Stones easily.

Touching his neck, the Information Broker's eyes showed indignation.

He summoned his rat underlings and sent a message down.

A few hours later, a piece of gossip spread throughout Zhaoye City.

The Personal Disciple of the Thousand Souls Sect Master, knowing she could not defeat the Righteous Path Prodigy Su Xin, deliberately feigned weakness in an attempt to use charm. Unfortunately, Su Xin grew up in the Mandarin Duck Pavilion and had seen all kinds of beauties. Not only did Yin Moon fail to charm him, but before she could even use her killing move, she was killed with a single strike!

Countless Demonic Cultivators who pitied Yin Moon, believing Su Xin won unfairly by ambushing her, refused to believe this rumor.

"Slander! These Righteous Path Cultivators are slandering her!"

"Why would a mere Foundation Establishment Cultivator make the Golden Core Stage Young Miss Yin Moon apprehensive? If Young Miss Yin Moon hadn't felt pity for him and killed him immediately, how would that treacherous villain have had a chance to harm Young Miss Yin Moon!"

"The more they claim they have nothing, the more they promote it. This Su Xin must be a treacherous and cunning good-for-nothing!"

"Exactly!"

...

All the Demonic Cultivators, who had been quite wary of Su Xin, became extremely contemptuous after this rumor spread.

The Information Broker was still somewhat dizzy when Chen Xuanfeng invited him to the top floor of Duobao Tower.

After understanding Chen Xuanfeng's request, the Information Broker found it hard to express himself.

"This, Young Master Chen, won't this make the Demonic Cultivators wary of you? They might even seek methods to counter you for your upcoming death match, which would be extremely disadvantageous."

Chen Xuanfeng smiled faintly. "I possess a single sword strike that can cleave the universe!"

"Mere Demonic Cultivators, why should I fear them!"

"Besides, I want the Demonic Cultivators to know where they lost."

The Information Broker pocketed the ten thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones generously given by Chen Xuanfeng and left Duobao Tower.

Thus, before the rumor about Su Xin had even dissipated, another rumor, hitching a ride on Su Xin's success, began to spread like wildfire.

It was rumored that Su Xin, the Foundation Establishment Cultivator who made the Golden Core Stage Yin Moon so apprehensive, had an even more formidable older brother.

That older brother possessed an Innate Sword Bone and was a Sword Dao Prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years.

His name was Chen Xuanfeng!

Legend had it that Chen Xuanfeng had a saying: "I possess a single sword strike that can cleave the universe!"

"Mere Demonic Cultivators, why should I fear them!"

The Demonic Cultivators: "Stop boasting, stop boasting! You Righteous Path Cultivators are about to blow the roof off the sky with your bragging!"

"Why don't you look at how many of your Righteous Path members have already died?"

Excluding Su Xin, the other five Righteous Path Prodigies were completely wiped out!

That's right, completely wiped out!

Not a single one survived!

The Demonic Cultivators absolutely did not believe the rumors; they even felt this was just a ridiculous rumor spread by the Righteous Path Cultivators to save face.

The five Demonic Cultivators who stepped down from the dueling stage stared coldly at Su Xin, their malice undisguised.

"In the next round, you had better pray you don't run into us!"

Su Xin ignored them completely and directly left the dueling stage.

Returning to Duobao Tower, Su Xin saw the trembling Information Broker.

Chen Xuanfeng nodded at Su Xin. "Decisive in killing, well done."

He truly had the demeanor of an older brother.

Then, he turned kindly to the Information Broker. "It's alright. The outcome is something we cannot predict."

"I asked you to spread my news to the Demonic Cultivators only because I didn't want to bully them by having them know nothing about me while I knew a great deal about them. That would be unfair to the Demonic Cultivators."

The Information Broker's small eyes were filled with immense admiration. "Young Master Chen, your state of mind truly leaves me in awe."

"Then, may I ask if Young Master Xiao has the same intention?"

The Information Broker was itching to act.

He didn't care about Chen Xuanfeng's intentions.

Being able to sell information for profit was what made him happy.

Chen Xuanfeng's information, riding on Su Xin's coattails, would be bought by Demonic Cultivators regardless of its usefulness.

He didn't charge much—only one Mid-Grade Spirit Stone per Demonic Cultivator. He had already earned tens of thousands of Mid-Grade Spirit Stones; he wasn't greedy!

He could still sell Xiao Tian's information and earn tens of thousands more Spirit Stones!

Well, this was not just helping them gain fame; it was the reward given by Chen Xuanfeng and the others.

Heh heh heh, he was earning from both sides—a win-win!

Chen Xuanfeng didn't care how much the Information Broker earned; the corner of his mouth turned up. "As for Brother Tian's matters, you should ask him yourself."

Xiao Tian flatly refused. "No need!"

The Information Broker was filled with regret.