Chapter 631: Utter Nonsense!

The tea patrons inside the teahouse were chattering amongst themselves. In this capital city of the Yunci Dynasty, the vast majority of cultivators who passed through here were either Body Forging Realm or Qi Circulation Realm practitioners.

If a Martial Spring Realm cultivator were to appear here, they would undoubtedly receive considerable respect and admiration from the cultivators within Yun Capital.

It was precisely for this reason that, aside from the heads of a few cultivation families within Yun Capital, no one knew that the young woman in the white dress sitting in the main hall at this very moment was none other than the biological daughter of He Chengjie, the current Sect Leader of Xuan Sheng Sect, and now a Guardian of the Dao on Du Cang Mountain, He Qingling.

As for the details of the Du Cang Mountain Dao Inquiry that the storyteller had just recounted, they sounded like legends to the ears of these cultivators.

The distance between these lower-tier cultivators of Chenping Continent and Du Cang Mountain was simply too far, far too great.

After finishing the story of Liang Qianbo of Wind Ravine Valley and Cao Zhi of Lightning-Severing Sect's battle on the Myriad Laws Platform of Du Cang Mountain for the tea patrons, the storyteller standing in the main hall first picked up the teacup on the table before him and took a sip, then cleared his throat and said:

"What would you all like to hear next?"

The main hall of the Yulai Pavilion instantly became noisy.

"I want to hear about Realman Du Cang taking on four opponents alone and single-handedly dominating Heavenly Summit Mountain!"

"Not that one, tell a different one. The story of Realman Du Cang pacifying the Immortal Chaos can be heard over a dozen times in half a month!"

"Realman Caiyun suppressing the great demon in the Fallen Sword Mountain Range!"

"That was over a decade ago. Aren't you tired of hearing it yet?"

The tea patrons in the main hall were all talking at once, discussing what the storyteller should narrate next. Yet after nearly half an incense stick of time had passed, they still hadn't reached a conclusion.

The storyteller wasn't in a hurry, because the longer these tea patrons debated, the longer his rest time would be.

"Realman Lingxuan destroying the Mirage Palace!"

The moment these words were spoken, the noisy sounds in the Yulai Pavilion's main hall instantly vanished completely, leaving it dead silent.

This was the Western Region of Chenping Continent.

Ever since Heavenly Summit Mountain's destruction, the Western Region had been entirely within the sphere of influence of the Mirage Palace.

Although the Mirage Palace had already been destroyed by now, leaving only Realman Sun-Eroding Liang Huan, an Immortal Ascension Realm great power who had no time to bother with these ant-like nobodies gossiping behind his back.

Yet the fearsome reputation of the Mirage Palace still echoed across this land.

No one dared to offend it.

"Ahem, ahem!"

The storyteller quickly coughed twice, then steered the topic elsewhere:

"Since you all can't reach a consensus, let's go back to the Du Cang Mountain Dao Inquiry. This time, let me tell... the story of how He Qingling, daughter of the Xuan Sheng Sect's Sect Leader, fought against the Holy Son of the Holy Heaven Sect, Situ Ze, at the Du Cang Mountain Dao Inquiry!"

He Qingling, who had originally been about to stand up and leave, raised an eyebrow slightly upon hearing what the storyteller had said. Then she sat back down and gently tapped the teacup on the table before her with her index finger.

He Qingling was intrigued.

Although the duel between Liang Qianbo and Cao Zhi that the storyteller had just narrated had overly inflated the image of Lightning-Severing Sect and Cao Zhi, making He Qingling feel somewhat nauseated listening to it.

But this was the first time she had heard her own name spoken by a storyteller.

He Qingling wanted to hear how this storyteller would describe her duel against Situ Ze of the Holy Heaven Sect on the Myriad Laws Platform at Du Cang Mountain.

To be honest, He Qingling had won that duel with ease.

Situ Ze was four years older than He Qingling.

As the Holy Heaven Sect was a top-tier cultivation sect in the Eastern Domain of Chenping Continent, their Holy Son's fame and prestige in the Chenping Continent cultivation world had already completely crushed the prodigies of other top-tier sects of the same generation twenty years ago.

Not to mention the prodigies of top-tier cultivation sects of the same generation, even some of the chief disciples of the Five Great Sects, who normally kept a low profile, didn't necessarily have greater renown on the Chenping Continent than Situ Ze.

And over a decade ago, Situ Ze, who should have represented the Holy Heaven Sect at the Heavenly Summit Mountain Dao Inquiry, had been poisoned on the eve of departing from the Holy Heaven Sect to head to Heavenly Summit Mountain, ultimately failing to participate in the last Heavenly Summit Mountain Dao Inquiry.

Everyone in the world believed that if Situ Ze had participated in the Heavenly Summit Mountain Dao Inquiry over a decade ago, he would have certainly achieved an excellent ranking, perhaps even having a chance to defeat several Heavenly Summit Mountain Dao Inquirers from the Five Great Sects.

It was precisely because of Situ Ze's fearsome reputation in the Chenping Continent cultivation world that He Qingling's mood was quite heavy when she drew Situ Ze's name in the lottery at the Du Cang Mountain Dao Inquiry.

Therefore, He Qingling decided to go all out from the very beginning, holding nothing back.

From the start of the duel to the moment He Qingling hacked Situ Ze to the ground, it had only taken two breaths of time.

And within those two breaths, He Qingling had swung her sword a total of three times.

He Qingling had been quite shocked, because Situ Ze's performance was far too terrible. He was merely slightly stronger than an ordinary Qi Sea Realm cultivator by about two points.

As she sheathed her long sword, He Qingling suddenly understood.

This Holy Son of the Holy Heaven Sect was never some heaven-chosen talent. He was merely a product of the Holy Heaven Sect's hype and propaganda.

Over a decade ago at the Heavenly Summit Mountain Dao Inquiry, Situ Ze hadn't participated not because of the so-called "poisoning," but because he didn't dare.

And as for this Du Cang Mountain Dao Inquiry, it was probably because Situ Ze and the people of the Holy Heaven Sect had viewed her as an opponent that could be easily defeated, so they hadn't chosen to forfeit, but instead wanted to use her as a stepping stone to climb higher.

But they had thought wrong.

The people of the Holy Heaven Sect had never imagined that He Qingling would be this capable in battle.

As she thought these things, He Qingling once again shifted her gaze to the storyteller standing in the center of the main hall.

The storyteller first cleared his throat once more, then slammed his gavel down.

"Everyone in the world knows that on that day, the duel between He Qingling of Xuan Sheng Sect and Situ Ze of Holy Heaven Sect was merely He Qingling striking three swords!"

The storyteller described with vivid gestures:

"On the surface, it seemed like He Qingling was unilaterally crushing Situ Ze, but in reality, it was not so. Within a mere two breaths, the contest between these two contemporary prodigies of Chenping Continent was far more intense than anyone could have imagined!"

The storyteller's eyes gleamed brightly, as if he had witnessed the scene firsthand:

"It's just a pity that in the end, because He Qingling had studied Situ Ze's techniques and habits in advance, she ultimately won by relying on her informational advantage. Situ Ze merely lost by a single misstep."

Upon hearing this, He Qingling clenched her fist, and a flash of anger passed through her eyes.

Utter nonsense!

What contest? She had never studied Situ Ze's techniques and habits!

It was simply because Situ Ze was nothing but a fraud who craved fame and glory!

The tea patrons in the Yulai Pavilion began to discuss amongst themselves:

"Really? I thought He Qingling of Xuan Sheng Sect was genuinely strong and could defeat the Holy Son of the Holy Heaven Sect in a head-on fight!"

"How could that be possible? The Holy Son of the Holy Heaven Sect has been famous for a long time. He was someone who could be mentioned in the same breath as the chief disciples of the Five Great Sects. He Qingling still has a long way to go. If she hadn't resorted to some underhanded tricks, there's no way she could have defeated Situ Ze!"