Luo Chuan crunched away at Potato Chips, his gaze fixed on the Magic Phone's screen.
The City of Chaos truly lived up to its name as a synonym for disorder. It had displayed its chaotic side barely after the broadcast began.
The number of Bullet Comments had dwindled considerably as well. It seemed these customers were still immersed in the shock of what they had just seen.
"Looks like this city really is as the rumors say." Chu Yang frowned slightly. "It's chaotic enough. Forget it, let's head in another direction."
No city could function without the restraints of rules, and the City of Chaos followed the rule that the strong were supreme, laying bare the uniquely cruel side of the cultivation world.
Most Origin Mall customers had never witnessed such a scene before. Their hearts were probably churning with towering waves.
Aside from its chaos, the City of Chaos's prosperity was beyond doubt. Numerous vendors lined both sides of the streets, selling all manner of strange and unusual items.
"These vendors are protected by the Lord's Mansion, so you can see traces of rules here," Chu Yang briefly explained.
The cries of hawkers rose without end, drawing many cultivators to stop and browse. There were quite a few legends in the City of Chaos about people finding treasures at street stalls.
There were pills and spirit herbs, but even more were things without names: rust-covered fragments, tattered ancient books, broken weapons...
In short, it had everything. The customers watching the livestream even began to wonder whether most of these items had simply been picked up somewhere outside.
Chu Yang had no interest in any of it. Though he had come to the City of Chaos on a whim, he was hardly going to waste his time on something as