Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

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At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, within Qi Wu Town.

The crowd surged.

A group of people surrounded a giant bronze mirror.

In front of the mirror, a table, a folding screen, a chair, and a clapper were placed. A storyteller was broadcasting the scenes from the high platform of Qingyun Mountain.

The epic clash between Daoist and Buddhist disciples naturally attracted the attention of the world. However, not all cultivators had the privilege to witness the battle in person; thus, a demand arose for broadcasting the event through magic artifacts.

Wen Feng Tower was such a small force of loose cultivators in the cultivation world.

Qi Wu Town was the closest town to the battleground of the Daoist and Buddhist disciples beneath Qingyun Mountain. With a sharp eye and quick wits, Wen Feng Tower made use of magic artifacts for live broadcasting. They charged steep admission fees for anyone coming to watch the great battle.

Despite the exorbitant ticket prices, the enthusiasm of the onlookers for this unprecedented battle could not be dampened.

The face of the 'storyteller' in front of the mirror was blooming like a chrysanthemum with smiles; Wen Feng Tower was raking in profits from this wave. At that moment, the storyteller Bai Xiaosheng was so impressed by his boss's foresight that he was ready to throw himself at his feet in admiration.

Currently, the bronze mirror reflected the blue sky and white clouds, indicating that the battle had not yet begun.

However, Bai Xiaosheng, who had been a storyteller before his cultivation journey and was now on the cusp of breaking into the True Person Realm, found warming up the audience with his commentary a piece of cake.

Under the roadside tea shed, shadows intermingled.

From within came many hearty calls.

People in front waved their fans, while clappers struck the tables.

Gentlemen, listen as I narrate.

In this world of dynasties and passing years, amidst the wind and the rain,

Mana and light have left behind countless legends.

Clap!

With a strike of the clapper, Bai Xiaosheng swiftly entered his element.

"You all know of our Da Yue's Dragon Tiger List. As an official list that has been issued for years, its credibility needs no additional words from Bai Xiaosheng. Everyone should know that today, I will explain a bit about it to you,"

"First on the Dragon Tiger List is naturally our Da Yue Crown Prince, Yue Mingzhen. This person is a once-in-a-generation prodigy. It is said that at his birth, the room was filled with red light..."

Fueled by patchy rumors heard through the grapevine and spiced up with his own imagination, Bai Xiaosheng spun tales that enraptured the lower-tier cultivators below. Experience tales at My Virtual Library Empire

"Second on the Dragon Tiger List is naturally Daoist Zhang Daoyi. This person also has an exceptional natural talent. It is said that on the day he was born, there was a great rainstorm, and the Heavenly Master cried, exclaiming that Dragon Tiger Mountain had found its successor..."

"Third on the Dragon Tiger List is the Buddhist disciple Shen Hui. The Buddhist disciple has natural Buddha-nature and carries innate wisdom. He has not battled with the Daoist disciple in recent years. As for why the Buddhist disciple is ranked below the Daoist, all I can say is, those who know, know~"

"Fourth on the Dragon Tiger List is the demonic disciple Ye Fengdi. With an extremely keen comprehension, he wields a scimitar called Yuan Yue, and many veterans have succumbed to his hands. It is said that he once crossed paths with Buddhist disciple Shen Hui, and after a great battle, although the demonic disciple was bested by one move, he still left unharmed. As for why he's ranked fourth, listen well and applaud if you understand~"

"Fifth on the Dragon Tiger List is a Taoist, Yi Chengzi, who emerged from the little-known Hidden Dragon Temple. The reason I single out Yi Taoist is to tell everyone that even among geniuses, there are disparities.

Comparing Yi Taoist with us, of course, he is an extraordinary genius, but against the four above him, the difference is as vast as heaven and earth. It is rumored that Yi Taoist once encountered the demonic disciple and was sent flying with a single sword strike, surviving only by using a secret technique to escape with a blood escape method."

After all, storytelling is about mixing a bit of truth with a lot of fabrication, and Bai Xiaosheng could spin lies as easily as breathing.

Just then, in the crowd, a woman in a pink dress with bangs cut across her eyebrows couldn't help but speak up, "That doesn't sound right. I have a cousin who works in the Jiangnan Circuit. He once said at a gathering after a few drinks that Taoist Yi Chengzi has cultivation that reaches the heavens, on par with True Monarchs, and is truly one of the top figures in the world."

"Little girl, your cousin is talking nonsense while farting around. On par with True Monarchs? He sure dares to boast, and you sure dare to believe~"

Bai Xiaosheng did not even need to rebut before his supporters began to mock the woman in the pink dress. The air was suddenly filled with mirthful laughter.

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A burly, black-faced middle-aged man with a broadsword slung over his back lazily made his way towards the direction of the tea shed. His appearance was unkempt, his clothes tattered by thorns, exuding an aura of down-and-out. However, the jug he carried emitted the fragrance of fine wine, evidently a choice vintage.

This black-faced burly man was unquestionably Yi Chen.

With his sharp spiritual senses having warned him beforehand, how could someone as shrewd as him go to watch the Daoist and Buddhist disciples' battle on-site? Over the past few days, he had secretly investigated and indeed found many people with suspicious movements. To avoid exposing himself, he had blended into the crowd of lower-tier cultivators.

Although he couldn't be at the scene to watch the excitement, Yi Chen was still bold enough to watch the battle via the magic artifact broadcast. He was exceedingly curious about the current levels of cultivation and strength of these two individuals.

From a distance, he heard someone saying he was once sent flying by a single strike from the demonic disciple Ye Fengdi and had to flee with his life using a blood escape secret technique. Yi Chen wanted to see which darling had the audacity to spin such stories about him.

Carrying his broadsword, Yi Chen pondered how he could later make contact with the Buddhist disciple and obtain the precious Moonlight King Prajna Paramita Power while heading towards the tea shed. But after a short while, he stopped in his tracks, furrowing his brows.

The tea shed in the distance should have been halfway there after walking for more than ten seconds. However, it remained distant, with the gap unchanged.

Yi Chen's gaze sharpened as he peered into the distance, noticing that although he could see the people within the tea shed, they seemed blurry and indistinct like images in a mirror. Moreover, upon closer inspection, he noted a subtle distortion in the figures.

Yi Chen observed a woman in a pink dress with bangs constantly biting into a meat bun, puffing her cheeks like an angry pufferfish. After walking a bit further, he noted that despite having eaten for quite some time, the bun in her hand barely diminished.

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