In a teahouse in Qingyang Town, it was not even noon yet, but the place was already packed to the brim.
Many of the patrons were people of the Martial World.
So many people had gathered here for one simple reason: there was a storyteller in the teahouse. This storyteller traveled far and wide, specializing in compiling the latest novelties of the Martial World and presenting them through his tales. Wherever he went, he was vastly popular.
Right now, the storyteller was speaking a mile a minute, recounting the hottest recent event in the Martial World: Jinghong Saber's thousand-mile pursuit, driving Poison Demon to flee in wretched misery.
"Black clothes, a bamboo hat, and a long saber. Ji Qing dressed just like an ordinary Martial Artist. But, before you could blink, Ji Qing drew his saber! A Blade Light flashed, as graceful and startling as a frightened swan!
