176: Chapter 176 Transfer of Secret Realm Quota

Xiao Tian faced the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes without fear.

He held his head high, raised a hand, and pointed at one of the hundred people about to enter the Secret Realm.

"This person, I don't recall him participating in the Righteous and Demonic Grand Competition!"

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Pairs of eyes tore away from Xiao Tian and stabbed toward the Cultivator singled out by the public gaze.

Zhong Ziqi's gentlemanly demeanor, like jade, could no longer be maintained; the entire person froze in place.

The hands beneath his wide sleeves clenched tightly into fists.

He nearly hated Xiao Tian to death!

Matters like taking over Secret Realm quotas were commonplace in the Cultivation World; otherwise, what was the use of their status as Second Generation Cultivators?

Yet, Xiao Tian had to point it out in front of everyone, leaving him unable to back down!

Ancestor Qian Hun's gaze fixed on Zhong Ziqi, carrying a hint of coldness. "A Disciple of the Yun Shang Sect?"

Zhong Ziqi clasped his hands in a salute, neither subservient nor overbearing. "Yes!"

Ancestor Qian Hun coldly laughed twice. "You snatched a quota for the Soul Stone Secret Realm?"

If it were an ordinary person, they would likely be trembling now, but Zhong Ziqi remained exceptionally calm, not even asking his Revered Master to step forward.

"That is not the case!"

He raised his head, appearing righteous and confident. "This quota was obtained by my older cousin. It's just that my cousin was severely injured while fighting to secure this quota, and entering the Secret Realm might not yield much reward."

"My cousin was unwilling to let the quota he fought hard to win go to waste, so he voluntarily yielded the Secret Realm quota to me. If Senior does not believe me, you may summon my older cousin here for confrontation!"

Ancestor Qian Hun glanced at Zhong Ziqi's appearance and knew that summoning the cousin would result in the story he told.

Ancestor Yun Shang's gaze shifted to Zhong Jiang, who was lowering his head silently in the line. "Zhong Jiang, go."

Zhong Jiang did not move.

Ancestor Yun Shang frowned, and heavy coercion pressed down on Zhong Jiang, causing his shoulders to visibly collapse.

"What, you regret it now?"

Zhong Jiang painfully raised his head and slowly but firmly shook his head. "No!"

Only then did Ancestor Yun Shang's expression soften slightly as he withdrew his coercion. "Then go explain to your cousin-Disciple."

Zhong Jiang pursed his lips. "I cannot let Brother Xiao become a laughingstock; he did this for me!"

Ancestor Yun Shang understood and gazed deeply at Zhong Jiang. "Then what do you want? For Ziqi to return the quota to you?"

"No!" Zhong Jiang's face turned pale as he hurriedly said, "I, I just... Sect Master, may I speak with Brother Xiao alone for a moment?"

Ancestor Yun Shang slowly nodded. "Go."

Zhong Jiang left the Yun Shang Sect team and flew toward Xiao Tian.

Xiao Tian's eyes lit up when he saw Zhong Jiang.

However, before he could speak, Zhong Jiang hurriedly transmitted his voice, "Brother Xiao, I know you have a chivalrous heart, but this matter is not as you think. I voluntarily gave the quota to my cousin-Disciple."

Xiao Tian did not believe him; he still remembered the look Zhong Jiang had in the first match, fighting even at the cost of half his body collapsing just to win.

Seeing Xiao Tian like this, Zhong Jiang gritted his teeth and revealed the truth directly. "When I participated in the Righteous and Demonic Grand Competition, it was to win a quota for my cousin from the start."

Xiao Tian was incredulous. "Why?"

Zhong Jiang was different from him and his brothers; participating in the Righteous and Demonic Grand Competition was truly risking his life!

All for a cousin?

Chen Xuanfeng noticed Xiao Tian's unusual expression and transmitted a question. Upon learning what Zhong Jiang said, he frowned in disapproval.

He connected his Divine Sense with the two of them and transmitted his voice. "Brother Zhong, are you being threatened by the Zhong Family?"

Facing Chen Xuanfeng, the person who taught him how to condense spear momentum, Zhong Jiang could not remain unmoved.

"Brother Chen, you misunderstand. The Zhong Family did not threaten me; it is me who wants to atone for my sins."

Chen Xuanfeng's brows knitted into a knot.

Seeing that Xiao Tian still wanted to question further, Chen Xuanfeng stopped him.

"Brother Xuanfeng?"

Chen Xuanfeng transmitted his voice, "Forget it. Since Zhong Jiang is willing, and the Soul Stone Secret Realm doesn't prohibit transferring quotas, there's no point in saying anything more. Let it be."

Xiao Tian glared at Zhong Jiang with an expression of hating iron for not becoming steel, then stepped aside to let him pass.

Ancestor Qian Hun saw this and signaled his Disciple to lead the way into the Soul Stone Secret Realm.

As Yin Yue walked past Xiao Tian, she suddenly leaned close to him, her cold fragrance filling the air.

"Meddling busybody!"

Xiao Tian's face flushed, and outsiders merely assumed he was embarrassed by the provocation from a woman.

Yin Yue had already stepped into the world beyond the Soul Stone Secret Realm's gate, half her body inside.

"Wait!"

A leisurely voice sounded behind Yin Yue, and then she felt her shoulder gripped tightly, her body, which was about to completely disappear into the Secret Realm, being forcefully pulled back out.

Even Ancestor Qian Hun, who was closest, hadn't noticed when Luo Yunkai appeared at the Secret Realm gate!

Luo Yunkai yanked Yin Yue back, felt a spatial force, and looked at the Soul Stone Secret Realm gate in surprise, then focused his gaze on Yin Yue.

Only after Yin Yue stepped inside the gate did the spatial teleportation force appear centered on Yin Yue within the gate.

Now that Yin Yue was pulled out, that spatial teleportation force vanished instantly, like rootless duckweed.

That suspended gate looked like just an ordinary door.

The supposed bottomless depth behind the door was actually empty.

Yin Yue avoided Luo Yunkai's gaze.

It was because being stared at by those probing eyes gave her the illusion of having her secrets seen through.

Ancestor Qian Hun noticed the look Luo Yunkai placed on Yin Yue and assumed he was standing up for his son because of Yin Yue's previous disrespectful words toward Xiao Tian.

Worried that Yin Yue might be harmed, he moved and appeared beside Luo Yunkai, intending to snatch Yin Yue back.

However, Luo Yunkai seemed to have eyes on the back of his head; his figure abruptly vanished and reappeared behind Ancestor Qian Hun.

Ancestor Qian Hun's Divine Sense couldn't capture how Luo Yunkai disappeared and reappeared; he only knew that when his Divine Sense detected Luo Yunkai again, the person was already behind him.

A chill crawled up his back, and Ancestor Qian Hun instantly fled several miles away.

Seeing his Revered Master like this, Yin Yue's cry for help was stuck in her throat.

Having scared away a Nascent Soul expert, Luo Yunkai wore an amiable and kind expression.

Although his eyes showed no trace of old age, his white hair and white beard did not make his expression look awkward.

"I originally did not know that the quotas for this Soul Stone Secret Realm could actually be transferred."

His gaze swept over his few sons, and a look of painful lingering fear flashed in his eyes.

The expressions of everyone present were extremely strange.

Lingering fear? What a joke; the least suspenseful part of the entire Righteous and Demonic Grand Competition was the death match involving his three sons, right?

Luo Yunkai felt a bit awkward.

No one played along with his act!

He quickly adjusted his mindset.

Who told him to have thick skin!

"If I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have let my sons take such a risk!"

"It's a good thing I know now; it's not too late."

Luo Yunkai smiled cheerfully at the hundred people who had won Secret Realm quotas. "I still have several sons who do not have quotas to enter the Soul Stone Secret Realm. As everyone knows, I am the fairest person, treating all my sons equally."

The assembled Cultivators: "..." No, we don't know!

"So, to show my equal treatment, I am willing to offer one million Mid-Grade Spirit Stones as Demon Stones to buy a Secret Realm quota for my remaining few sons."

The crowd of Cultivators erupted in an uproar!