Explosive news flew like Carrier Pigeons with wings, following Qin Fengming back to his cave dwelling in the Myriad Treasures Hall before swiftly shooting toward every corner of the Chaos Realm where cultivators gathered.
The vast cultivator territories of the Chaos Realm were like a gigantic head, while the news was like brain waves within a skull, rapidly spreading and transmitting itself into the minds of cultivators at every node.
In cave dwellings and halls everywhere, so long as cultivators chatted, none failed to mention the Combat Skill Market's Combat Skill Convention. Naturally, Qin Fengming's name received particular emphasis.
The True Ghost Realm cultivators who knew of Qin Fengming revealed flashes of brilliance in their eyes when they heard that he intended to challenge the Combat Skill Market's combat skills, and surging excitement welled up in their hearts.
Most of the True Ghost Realm cultivators who had heard Qin Fengming's name had once placed bets on his pill gambling matches. Some had profited, while others had lost their entire fortunes.
Hearing once more that Qin Fengming intended to challenge the Combat Skill Market's combat skills, everyone's hearts rippled, and their first reaction was naturally to bet on Qin Fengming's victory. However, when they heard that Qin Fengming wanted to challenge a first-grade combat skill question at the Combat Skill Market, astonishment appeared on every face without exception.
After making inquiries and learning more about the Combat Skill Market's combat skills, most people began voicing ridicule and derision. Even the cultivators who had personally witnessed Qin Fengming refining pills were no exception, cursing him one after another.
Everyone believed that Qin Fengming had gone mad, clearly assuming that the Combat Skill Market's combat skills were still examinations of the same level as those at the Pill Emperor Pavilion.
Curses and jeers