What the middle-aged vendor meant by telling Chen Zhou was actually telling him which people had the most magic coins, so Chen Zhou could choose to challenge them.
Chen Zhou could guess that the middle-aged vendor must have a cooperative relationship with those people. Now that he heard that the middle-aged vendor could tell him their information, Chen Zhou immediately felt that something was wrong. Could it be that the vendor's main purpose in approaching him was actually this?
This merchant wants to use himself to eliminate those who have business dealings with him and who may pose a danger to him!
Upon thinking about this, Chen Zhou immediately hesitated, unsure whether he should help him or not.
This person clearly has no good intentions. Should I help him?
"You're going to tell me, surely there will be some conditions, right? Are you just going to tell me directly?" Chen Zhou asked slowly.
Chen Zhou didn't want to go through too much trouble. If the merchant didn't tell him the list, Chen Zhou would have to keep randomly challenging people in order to pay off the debt. This would not only reduce Chen Zhou's efficiency, but he also might not be able to collect the remaining 46 magic coins within the next two days.
If the merchant had given him that list, Chen Zhou might only need to kill one person to complete the mission.
Thinking of this, Chen Zhou was immediately moved.
Furthermore, those who have so many magic coins will certainly not have bad battle records, which would allow Chen Zhou's battle record to increase even further.
Now Chen Zhou truly understands that the first of the three conditions the courtier mentioned for becoming a Demon Lord wasn't as difficult as he had imagined. Now Chen Zhou has 12 battle points! Chen Zhou had always thought that he needed to kill 1,000 people, but he didn't expect that this battle point could be plundered.
This place truly lives up to its reputation as the "Magic City"; even things like battle records can be transferred here.
Chen Zhou was becoming increasingly interested in this middle-aged vendor because he could bring him many benefits.
Chen Zhou happens to need these benefits, because he happens to lack them.
"I can tell you without any conditions, but I have one condition." The middle-aged merchant spoke slowly, gesturing to Chen Zhou as he prepared to take him to another place to discuss the matter in detail.
Only then did Chen Zhou take a good look at the ragged middle-aged man in front of him. He was completely covered in black tattered clothes and wearing a tattered hat, clearly trying to conceal his identity. It seemed that this person's identity was indeed quite special, and now he had to try his best to hide himself when talking to Chen Zhou.
It seems that his current situation is indeed very awkward.
Chen Zhou was very understanding of the middle-aged vendor, so he followed the vendor step by step into the depths of the tenth floor.
In fact, the deeper you go into the tenth floor, the dimmer the light becomes, meaning Chen Zhou's visibility also decreases. This is because there's only one huge lamp on the tenth floor, located right where Chen Zhou fought the werewolf Zhu Feibai; the rest of the floor relies on the residual light from that battle platform.
Chen Zhou looked over there and saw the battle platform slowly rising. A new battle had begun. Chen Zhou's figure quickly disappeared from everyone's minds. Chen Zhou was just winning one of the many battles in this Demon Warrior level. The only highlight was that he actually defeated the werewolf Zhu Feibai.
That's about it. Actually, every day, many classic battles take place on the tenth floor of the Demon Realm, and the spectators can learn a lot of combat skills from these battles.
These skills are extremely important to them in this place, important enough to save their lives.
Therefore, many people would rather spend some time not fighting themselves than not come to watch every battle on this fighting platform.
At this moment, the middle-aged merchant led Chen Zhou step by step into the darkness. Now Chen Zhou had to use his pupil technique to see. It was dark enough inside. Chen Zhou did not expect that there was such a deep place in the tenth floor. Chen Zhou originally thought that the tenth floor was only that big. Now it far exceeded Chen Zhou's imagination.
The middle-aged vendor kept leading Chen Zhou deeper into the darkness. Chen Zhou had thought that would be the end, but he didn't expect the vendor to take him even further.
On this dark road, Chen Zhou saw a few scattered people, all of whom were seriously injured. Some of them even had broken arms or legs. They were all sitting alone against the wall, their eyes lifeless.
Seeing these people, Chen Zhou felt a pang of sadness for no apparent reason.
They had already lost the ability to fight. Sitting in the darkness was merely a way to prolong their lives, but even sitting there, they still needed to eat and drink. Now that they were no longer in the outside world, and their internal energy was depleted, they could no longer survive without food and water.
Therefore, the people Chen Zhou saw were all very thin and weak.
"Have we arrived?" Chen Zhou asked softly, not wanting to disturb them.
The middle-aged vendor was clearly a regular here. He walked familiarly along the dark road and, upon hearing Chen Zhou's question, replied as he walked, "Almost there, almost there."
The two continued deeper into the dark road, one after the other.
Chen Zhou didn't know how long he had been walking. All he knew was that suddenly, the middle-aged merchant in front of him stopped and then led Chen Zhou to turn right and enter a small cave.
In fact, as soon as Chen Zhou entered the tenth floor, he immediately discovered that the burning field was actually a huge mountain, and all of them were inside this mountain. Chen Zhou and his group were also inside this mountain at this moment.
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