Chapter 3141: Adults' Affairs, Don't Pry

Indeed he is no match for his older brother; after all, they are over a thousand years apart in age—he is the product of his father having a child late in life, whereas his older brother is the legitimate eldest son.

After the outcome was decided, his older brother said nothing more, turned and walked off the stage.

Although he lost, knowing his older brother's temperament, he didn't say anything.

After all, given his older brother's nature, trying to get him to throw a match was indeed too difficult.

However, coincidentally, in the next round his older brother was paired with Hong Zun on the same stage.

Seeing this, his eyes lit up immediately, and he at once said to the person beside him.

"Good, now Hong Zun definitely has no chance."

"How do you know? Just now even the Heavenly Family Elder lost to him."

Upon hearing this, the person beside him gritted his teeth and said, "How did things get this dark?"

In response, he wore a confident look—not confidence in himself, but confidence in his older brother.

"Don't worry, my older brother definitely won't throw a match; just now he didn't hold back against me—do you think he'd hold back against Hong Zun?"

My older brother's strength is surely greater than Hong Zun's; as long as they fight normally, the outcome of this match is already decided.

Hearing this, the companions beside him turned their heads in disbelief to glance at him.

"Are you sure?"

"I know my own older brother; how could I not understand? Rest assured, my older brother will absolutely not throw a match."

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but feel hopeful; this tournament is truly too dark, and they desperately need someone to break the darkness so that the light of the righteous path can shine through.

For a moment, the stage where Hong Zun stood became the focus of everyone's attention once again.

And under the gaze of countless eyes, the two stepped onto the stage; Hong Zun hadn't even steadied himself when that familiar sensation returned—a sudden spiritual voice transmission rang in his mind.

"Daoist friend Hong Zun, rest assured, you will surely win this match."

Huh???

Upon hearing this, Hong Zun had already gone numb; he helplessly looked at the person opposite him, someone he wasn't familiar with, wondering why.

"What do you mean 'you will surely win this match'? What kind of nonsense is this?"

And as events unfolded, just as Hong Zun had expected, under this person's proactive attack, Hong Zun—even without moving a muscle—was forced to win the victory.

As the referee, gritting his teeth, announced the victory, the crowd below was dumbfounded.

Especially this person's little brother, who had just declared with conviction that his older brother would absolutely not throw a match.

At this moment, the gazes of the surrounding companions all fell on him; that look made his back go cold, and someone couldn't help but grit their teeth and say.

"Is this what you called open and aboveboard?"

"Do you not understand your older brother at all? This is even more fake than before."

"I actually ended up believing you."

Facing the companions' doubts, this person was also at a loss—wait, that's not right; just now when he fought him, he had begged his older brother like that, and the older brother hadn't held back, so why now ………………

He couldn't figure it out—"I'm his own younger brother, and you won't let me win, yet you're letting an outsider? Have you taken leave of your senses?"

Looking at the stage, he clasped his hands in a salute and said.

"Daoist friend Hong Zun, your swordsmanship reaches the divine; I am utterly convinced."

Hong Zun's mouth twitched; he didn't utter a word, while that person turned and left straight away.

Mission accomplished, awaiting the feast to begin.

But just as he stepped down from the stage, before he could return to the high platform, someone stopped him; upon looking closely, he saw it was his own foolish younger brother.

He frowned, somewhat impatiently asking.

"What's the matter?"

"You………… why did you do this?"

"What why?"

"You won't let an outsider let me win?"

Only to see his own foolish younger brother glaring at him with fury blazing in his eyes, while he himself spoke with a blank expression.

"What are you saying? I don't understand at all."

"Stop putting on an act here; just now it was clearly……………"

"It's because my ability is insufficient."

He didn't give the foolish younger brother a chance to speak, directly cutting him off, and secretly supplemented with a voice transmission.

"Adults' affairs are none of your business—don't meddle, keep your mouth shut."

Having said that, he turned and walked away, leaving only him standing there dazed.

"What do you mean 'don't pry into adult affairs'? Can you explain it clearly?"

He stared at his older brother with fire in his eyes, but in the end he still didn't say another word.

As for his older brother, he naturally still feared him—after all, unlike his father, his older brother's beatings were real, without a shred of mercy.

He again muddled his way to victory in another round; after this round, Hong Zun had already fought his way into the top five of this Sword Immortal Convention.

It seemed he was headed straight for the Sword Immortal title; for a moment, everyone present harbored an absurd idea.

"No, this old fogey couldn't possibly really want that Sword Immortal title, could he? He wouldn't be so shameless, would he?"

You should know that although this Sword Immortal Convention is hosted by the Divine Sword Hall of the Dao One Immortal Sect, everyone is still willing to give face.

But from the very start, no one thought that someone within the Dao One Immortal Sect could possibly win the Sword Immortal title.

After all, Hong Zun's strength is visibly inferior to that of the true top-tier sword cultivators of the Immortal Realm.

Let alone making it to the top five now; under normal circumstances, even breaking into the top ten would be impossible—this is still assuming everyone is giving face.

But now, Hong Zun has somehow managed to reach the top five—just thinking about it feels outrageous.

And at present, the remaining four are all renowned sword cultivators who have long been famous in the Immortal Realm, among them Zhao Tianqing and Tianhe, the two Palace Masters of the Heavenly Palace.

Hong Zun is now standing shoulder to shoulder with someone like this? You fucking …………

The more they thought about it, the angrier they became; immediately someone wanted to speak up and question, naturally targeting Zhao Tianqing and Tianhe.

Asking Qi Xiong and them about this is useless; they're all fellow disciples, Hong Zun's actions are this obvious— as a Shī xiōng, could Qi Xiong not know?

This sky is as black as a crow, ah.

So right now we can only ask the Heavenly Palace to uphold justice for them.

People aren't unable to accept a dark deal, but you fucking can't be so blatant about it— it feels like you're treating them all like idiots, and the more they think about it, the angrier they get.

But before they could speak, the few leading figures simultaneously heard Zhao Tianqing's mental transmission in their minds.

「This is an adult's matter; you guys don't need to pry. This concerns the bigger picture; it's a deliberate arrangement. 」

Huh???

Upon hearing that, the people below the platform who were about to speak were all stunned for a moment.

The bigger picture? Does this Sword Immortal Convention still have such secrets?

Indeed, they were truly intimidated by Zhao Tianqing's words, and didn't dare to speak up anymore.

Immediately, aside from the strong ones on the platform, all those participating in the Sword Immortal Convention below received Zhao Tianqing's covert mental transmission.

「The winner of this convention is Hong Zun; this concerns the bigger picture, the outcome is already decided, you need not dwell on it further. 」

Zhao Tianqing had no choice either; seeing that the people below were about to flip the tables, he could only try to calm them down first.

At least on the surface we need to get past this, ah.

Besides, regarding the matter of eating, not a word was mentioned— joking, could such a thing be casually brought out and spoken nonsense?