"Oh, you're only now finding out about that?" Seeing the change in Chu Feng's expression, Zhao Hong smiled faintly, as though she had already known this news.
*Sigh...* Chu Feng let out a soft sigh. Things had already reached this point, so there was nothing more to say.
However, just at that moment, a young boy slipped past the inn's guards unnoticed and snuck inside.
The boy appeared to be only around eight years old, yet he already possessed a certain level of cultivation — and not a weak one at that. He was at the Heaven Martial realm.
At that age, with that level of strength, if he had been placed in the Nine Provinces Continent, it would have absolutely caused shock and awe, perhaps even reverence.
Setting aside the fact that the Heaven Martial realm was already considered a peak existence on the Nine Provinces Continent, eight years old was far below the age one would typically begin cultivating martial arts.
Yet this heaven-defying child had appeared here, and hardly anyone paid him any attention.
After all, this was the Hundred Refinements Ordinary World.
The boy looked around after rushing in, seemingly searching for a specific target.
Finally, he found one — a rather kindly-looking pair of a man and a woman, who appeared to be lovers.
The boy ran over and grabbed the hem of the man's sleeve, tugging it back and forth. His tone was one of pleading, yet carried a certain dignity as he said:
"Mister, mister — give me something to eat, and I'll tell you the most valuable piece of news about the Eight Desolations Mass Grave right now."
"If you're willing to give me a bit more to eat, along with some money, I can also tell you a earth-shattering secret that will be of utmost help when you enter Master Kaihong's ruins."
Hearing this, the man looked quite displeased. However, considering the woman's presence, he held back his anger and put on a fake smile. He picked up a chicken wing and said to the boy:
"You tell me one piece of news, and I'll judge whether it's true. If what you say checks out, I'll give you this."
Upon seeing the chicken wing, the boy drooled and swallowed eagerly before quickly blurting out:
"Right now, the four first-rate powers of the Hundred Refinements Ordinary World, along with numerous second-rate forces and even some third-rate forces, have all sent their top experts into Master Kaihong's ruins."
"However, up to this point, none of them have found anything."
"If you've come for Master Kaihong's treasure, now would still be a good time to enter. There's still a great chance."
"You're telling me that the Sword Immortal Sect, the Buddha Light Heavenly Temple, the Zhou Heavenly Clan, and the Kong Heavenly Clan — these four first-rate powers — haven't found anything either?" The man was quite surprised.
"That's right. So far, they haven't obtained anything, and several of them have already taken casualties. Some second-rate forces have lost their nerve and pulled back, not daring to go any deeper."
"As for those third-rate forces, they've basically all given up." The boy spoke with a serious expression.
"This little brat really can spin a yarn," the woman at the table remarked. "I may not have entered the Eight Desolations Mass Grave myself, but I can well imagine that with so many experts going in, it's impossible they've all come up empty-handed."
Upon hearing the woman's words, the man immediately stuffed the chicken wing into his own mouth, turned his back, and stopped paying the boy any mind.
"Mister, I'm not lying to you. Everything I said is true," the boy hurriedly tried to explain.
"Get lost, you filthy beggar." However, once the woman had made her attitude clear, the man's stance did a complete one-eighty. With a casual flick of his sleeve, he knocked the boy to the ground.
The boy, seemingly afraid of causing too much of a commotion, didn't continue pestering them or blame the man. Instead, he moved on to try elsewhere.
But no one was willing to believe him. Eventually, not a single person would even spare him a glance.
"You little brat — it's you again! This time, I'll break your legs for sure!"
"Someone get over here — grab this kid and cripple both his legs! Let him be a cripple for life! We'll see if he ever dares come back to cause trouble!"
Finally, a waiter spotted the boy. At the waiter's shout, the guards stationed outside the inn rushed in and seized the boy.