442 Golden Dragon Temple

Si Xuanyu trembled.

He was at a loss after he heard what Chen Xiaobei asked him. As a Baron-ranked blood descendant, he was not to divulge anything that could compromise himself, his mission or the covenant. However, he barely had a choice – his skull was at stake, and he had to do it if he wanted to live!

"I- I'll tell you… I'll tell you…" His composure having vaporized long ago, Si Xuanyu was but a blithering blob scared witless as he blurted everything out.

"The reward of Sanshi Martial Art Contest had attracted the attention of Lord Ye Linlong," he explained. "He needs Spiritual Qi to improve his cultivation as soon as possible, that's why he had decided to represent Baihe City in the upcoming competition..."

"What is Ye LinLong's combat power? Why would he send you here to kill his opponents before the competition? Could he be weaker than you?" Baffled, Chen Xiaobei frowned.