Free Web NovelThe next morning, three suns rose from Qingyuan's horizon, and the Ziyang Prefecture, which had stood there for thousands of years, welcomed an unusually surging flow of traffic.
Qingyuan Sect was about to become a major sect in Zhen Prefecture, and its bustling atmosphere was comparable to when it was once the old capital of Great Shang.
Even the Storyteller under the overpass had significantly improved his skills.
The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Wind and Cloud Rankings, which could be bought with silver, had recently seen many people prefer to gather under the overpass to listen to crosstalk.
“The new Human Rankings have been released. There's no need to mention our Wangqi Xiaobawang and Han Xianzi; they are naturally on the list, but that's not the main point.”
“I heard that in addition to the Hundred Flowers Exquisite Beauty List, a Jade Tree and Zhilan List will also be announced this time.”
“As a neutral party, I think Li Shaoxia can take first place.”
Huang Donglai spoke eloquently and with great emotion under the overpass.
Initially, he might have been collecting the power of the masses for Li Mo, but later he discovered he genuinely enjoyed storytelling.
And he had a great talent for it.
Of course, even if Lao Huang's storytelling skills were good, there were still those who found it hard to believe.
“Bragging. I've met Li Mo; he's only of average talent.”
“I've found it; this Storyteller is a Li-flatterer.”
A Lingxi Gate disciple snorted, his comment about average talent carrying a bit of personal emotion.
He had been ordered to gather information about Li Mo, and hearing that this Storyteller knew something about him, he didn't expect it to be all exaggerated praise.
So he turned to leave, only to bump into someone at the corner of the street.
“Indeed.”
He flinched, looking up to see a bright and handsome face.
“Li... Li Mo??”
“You can also call me Li, of average talent, Mo.”
Li Mo felt a little melancholic. Lao Huang, such a low-key person, apparently used all his high-key efforts on him.
His ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ arrival caused a stir in the crowd.
The voices that had been discussing and commenting earlier quieted down, and many uninhibited wandering heroes, carrying weapons, even greeted him more politely.
It's one thing when the person isn't present.
But now, Qianlong First, a top ten on the Human Rankings before reaching adulthood, of Tiangong talent, the famous best male actor of Qingyuan Sect, and a strong contender for the Jade Tree and Zhilan List, stood right before them.
For ordinary people, he already had his own legend.
“Li Shaoxia is truly a Dragon among men, with a radiant appearance.”
“When the Qingyuan Sect's promotion ceremony takes place, I hope to beg for a cup of wine.”
Facing the crowd's compliments, Li Mo also cupped his hands in return.
Before long, the storytelling stall under the overpass closed down.
“Brother Li, why did you come out by yourself today? Didn't you go to prepare for the engagement banquet??”
“I'm helping Elder Qian buy some materials. I can't just eat his dumplings for free.”
“What happened to your mouth?”
“Burned by dumplings.”
“?”
Huang Donglai looked at the red mark on his lips, thinking, this is clearly from being bitten, what kind of dumpling bites people?
Li Mo saw him alone and asked, “Where's Lao Xiao?”
“He went back to the sect for secluded cultivation.”
“Where's Murong Xiao?”
“He went to a brothel to challenge his weaknesses.”
“Everyone else has their own important things to do, so why are you here storytelling under the overpass?”
Li Mo asked helplessly as they walked.
“I've hit a Bottleneck. I'm trying to see if I can draw inferences from other cases,” Huang Donglai sighed.
Lao Huang, who had always been adept at the Dao of prudence, naturally wouldn't reveal his true depth to others, but he was quite frank with Li Mo.
Li Mo generally understood.
Lao Huang's martial arts were quite special.
It could be seen from the names of his moves, like 'Disfigured Foot' and 'Soft Tendon Powder Palm'... The Divine Intention he observed were somewhat related to illegal and disciplinary poisons.
His path was crooked, but its power was immense, making it difficult to guard against.
However, this was a path no one had ever walked, and he had only come this far by relying on a miraculous pearl he obtained by accident.
Now, he had tried every method he could think of, but he didn't know how to reach the Inner Scenery.
“My talent is ordinary to begin with; it wouldn't be surprising if I were trapped in the third realm for this life,” Huang Donglai said with some melancholy.
“We can slowly figure out things related to martial arts.”
From Li Mo's Tianming Divine Eye, it was impossible for his destiny to be trapped in the third realm:
“But... what does drawing inferences from other cases have to do with storytelling?”
Huang Donglai was silent for a moment, then changed the subject: frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓
“Brother Li, it seems there's a Lingxi Gate person following us.”
“I know.”
“Don't worry about him? Hmm, that's right. He's probably here to gather information; rashly dealing with him might alert the enemy.”
“Not entirely. Lingxi Gate people have very bad luck. Don't worry about them; they'll bring bad luck upon themselves.”
“...”
As they spoke, they went to the market of Ziyang Prefecture... On the other side, at an inn in the East City of Ziyang Prefecture. free𝑤ebnovel.com
A group of men wearing straw hats were sitting in a private room of the restaurant, drinking tea, as if waiting for something.
The middle-aged man leading them was dressed in a green robe with purple cloud embroidery, and two fingers were missing from his hand. He was gently tapping the table with his index finger.
“Hiss...” A disciple suddenly gasped.
“What's wrong?”
The middle-aged man's half-closed eyes opened, one eye socket empty.
“Nothing, Sect Leader, I got a toothache from drinking cold water...”
“Hmph, you should have gotten used to such things by now.”
The Lingxi Gate Sect Leader snorted.
The disciples all echoed:
“Yes, what's a toothache from cold water? This morning, I found a blade in my food.”
“I went to the temple to offer incense, and my money bag fell into the Karma box. When I tried to get it out, I was beaten up, mistaken for a thief.”
“Those are nothing. There's actually a nail on this chair I'm sitting on, but did you hear me complain?”
“Holy cow, I thought Senior Brother, you had bloody stools recently and soiled your pants.”
“Enough!”
The Sect Leader waved his hand, his gaze sweeping over the disciples, and comforted them:
“As the saying goes, after extreme misfortune comes good fortune. Our bad luck is so that we have good luck when performing Dao techniques. Suffering small losses leads to great blessings; that's the principle.”
The disciples all nodded.
Bang—
The door was suddenly pushed open with great force, as if kicked open.
“Hey, where is everyone? Were they arrested?”
The disciple who went out to gather information looked bewildered.
Then he saw the elites of Lingxi Gate crawling out from under the tables.
“Why didn't you knock?”
“I thought the authorities' anti-prostitution raid had reached us again.”
“No, then why are we hiding? We didn't do anything illegal.”
“It's a conditioned reflex, isn't it...”
Lingxi Gate seemed like a righteous sect, but they practiced eccentric Dao techniques, and privately, they engaged in many unconventional activities.
“I slipped when I reached the door...”
“Alright, what news have you gathered?”
The middle-aged Sect Leader sat back in his seat and asked seriously.
“Li Mo... he is indeed strikingly handsome.”
