Chapter 1638
Our Discord Server: https://discord.gg/PazjBDkTmW
You can buy coins here to unlock advanced chapters: https://gravitytales.com/coins-purchase-page/
“Time flies like a white horse passing through a gap, and fifty years have passed in the blink of an eye.”
“That young hero Xu Taiping of the Qingxuan Sect, after single-handedly charging into the Dry Stone Sea, joining forces with the mysterious Zhang Wuyou in the Old Dragon Court to kill Dong Qiushui and question the disciple Liang Chengshan of the Wangyou Valley who massacred the secular Daliang Kingdom of our True Martial Heaven.”
Since then, his traces have been completely gone.
“Some say that he was rescued by Zhang Wuyou and left for outside the sky.”
“Some say that he and Zhang Wuyou died together at the hands of the Qingtong Evil Lord.”
“……”
Taiyue Immortal Mansion.
In a small town called Liuxian Town.
A stooped storyteller was vividly telling the deeds of Xu Taiping back then, who chased all the way to the Old Dragon Court in the Dry Stone Sea of the Absolute Nether Heaven in order to question the thirteen arsonists who massacred the Daliang Kingdom.
Because of the approaching True Martial Sword Champion Meeting, cultivators from all sides gathered here, making this desolate town lively all of a sudden.
The teahouse, which usually has few customers in a day, was already full before noon.
After taking a sip of tea, the gray-haired storyteller slapped the gavel on the table with a “pop”, then his eyes lit up and he continued：
“But anyway.”
“In the old man’s opinion, whether Young Hero Xu is alive or dead, the cultivators in our True Martial Heaven all owe him a great favor.”
“If it weren’t for him, chasing for thousands of miles to question the thirteen arsonists.”
“If it weren’t for him, being willing to offend the Green Pupil Evil Monarch and still insisting on beheading the arsonist Liang Chengshan in front of the cultivators in the Five Regions.”
“If it weren’t for him, using Liang Chengshan’s head to shock countless villains in the other Western Regions.”
“Let them know that if they dare to kill the people of our True Martial Heaven, they must be prepared to be questioned by our True Martial Heaven and be beheaded by our True Martial Heaven cultivators！”
“Otherwise, in these fifty years, tragic events like the destruction of the secular Great Liang State would probably be repeated in our True Martial Heaven one after another.”
“This cup of tea is to Young Hero Taiping！”
When he said this emotionally, the old storyteller even raised the teacup in his hand, wanting to drink with the customers in the teahouse.”
The cultivators in the True Martial Heaven in the teahouse, after seeing the old storyteller raise his cup, most of them excitedly raised the teacups in their hands.
Because they, who are also cultivators of True Martial Heaven, are all too aware of how miserable the situation of the cultivators of True Martial Heaven was when the True Martial Barrier had just loosened and the powerhouses within the various immortal mansions were not yet strong enough to contend against the powerhouses from the other several worlds.
The tragic event of the destruction of the Great Liang State was merely the tip of the iceberg of what the cultivators of True Martial Heaven had endured in those years.
Among the many cultivators present, there were those who, because their sects were destroyed by cultivators who had fled from other worlds in the west during those years, ultimately had no choice but to become freelance cultivators.
However, some of the cultivators present from the other several worlds had a rather lukewarm reaction to the old man’s words.
Apart from the fact that they were regarded as the hostile party by the storyteller old man.
More importantly, in their opinion, no matter how extravagantly the old man boasts, that Xu Taiping was just a small cultivator in the Divine Refinement Realm.
Especially some of the cultivators who had newly risen in these fifty years even scoffed at the storyteller old man’s words.
For example, at this moment, sitting in the teahouse, the disciple of Forgotten Sorrow Valley, Liu Changtian, whose face was ashen, and several other disciples of Forgotten Sorrow Valley beside him.
“Cough cough cough…”
At this time, only hearing Liu Changtian cough a few times, and then with a tone of some displeasure, he glared at the storyteller old man and said：
“Old fellow, there’s one thing you’re probably wrong about？”
The storyteller old man very puzzledly cupped his hands towards Liu Changtian and said：
“I still ask the young master to correct me.”
Liu Changtian picked up the teacup and took a sip gently, and then coldly looked at the old man and said, “Before setting the fire, Liang Chengshan had already been expelled from my Wangyou Valley. Please don’t say that he is a disciple of my Wangyou Valley in the future.”
As soon as they heard this, many disciples of Zhenwu Tian in the teahouse retorted one after another：
“Boy, the incident of the Dachu State being massacred happened more than fifty years ago, not three hundred years ago. Everyone in the five regions of the world knows the despicable deeds done by your Wangyou Valley in secret back then. Who doesn’t know？”
Liu Changtian snorted coldly and said：
“If you say this, you’d better produce evidence. Otherwise, I can sue you for the crime of slander in your Jiufu.”
Seeing that Liu Changtian still had this attitude of refusing to admit it even if he was beaten to death, all the Zhenwu Tian cultivators in the building stood up one after another and wanted to argue with him.
“Several junior brothers, there are too many filthy people here. Let’s change to another place.”
Facing the verbal battles of the crowd, Liu Changtian of Wangyou Valley turned a deaf ear, as if he didn’t hear it at all. He led several disciples of Wangyou Valley beside him with a blank expression and Youdaoplaceholder0 out of the restaurant.
When he was about to walk out of the restaurant, he didn’t forget to turn around and taunt the crowd:
“To tell you the truth, the so-called great hero in your mouth, in my opinion, doesn’t even have the qualifications to fight with my little junior brother.”
As he spoke, he patted a youth beside him with a smile.
This youth was less than five feet tall and was only eleven or twelve years old. It was not an exaggeration to call him a child.
Seeing that Liu Changtian actually compared this bratty child with Young Hero Xu Taiping, the disciples of True Martial Heaven were suddenly furious.
A woman in a red dress even pulled out her long sword from her waist with a’swish’ and said：
Liu, keep your mouth clean, or this young lady will cut it off with a sword！
Liu Changtian glanced at the woman in the red dress and then sneered and said：
I wonder who it is. It turns out to be Fairy Linglong of Green Mystery Sect. Disrespect, disrespect.
That’s right, this woman in the red dress was precisely Zhao Linglong, a disciple of Green Mystery Sect who came to participate in the True Martial Sword Champion this time.
