Storytelling

In his eyes, these people had already turned into strings of points, just waiting for the storytelling system to collect them.

Yesterday, dozens or hundreds of people had brought in a large number of points. Today, the crowd had multiplied several hundredfold, so the points were probably already an astonishing amount!

Hearing everyone's urging, a smile also appeared at the corners of Su Yang's lips.

Su Yang immediately began, "Looks like everyone can hardly wait to find out what happened next?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him responded one after another:

"Exactly, Mister Su! We're all dying to hear what happened next!"

"Mister Su always stops right at the crucial part, leaving us all terribly anxious!

"To hear what happened next, I came to the inn before dawn and waited here!"

"That's nothing. I didn't leave this place at all yesterday so I could hear today's continuation!"

The crowd exchanged comments, all discussing the Great Thunderclap Temple on Mars and the various strange happenings that had taken place inside it.

Some wanted to know exactly which characters made up the Six-Character Mantra, while others were curious about the origin of that mysterious Buddha Light.

Still others speculated whether Ye Fan and the other protagonists had found any Buddhist treasures in the Great Thunderclap Temple.

Just as Su Yang was about to raise his teacup and moisten his throat before continuing, someone suddenly entered through the door, interrupting his movement.

"Looks like I haven't come too late."

As soon as the words fell, everyone's gazes shot toward the entrance in unison. A peerless woman stood before the inn.

Her bearing was extraordinary, like a heavenly being. The moment she appeared, she drew the eyes of the entire room.

Among the newly arrived listeners were quite a few high-ranking officials and nobles. When they saw Nuwa enter the inn, amazement and Greed flashed in the eyes of many.

A woman like this—wouldn't it be a terrible waste not to make her one's own?

An official dressed in luxurious robes stood up. He stared fixedly at Nuwa as he spoke:

"Miss, I am a third-rank official of the Great Tang. May I know your name?"

The man was immaculately dressed, with a greasy face and rather frivolous mannerisms.

Seeing his rudeness, the people around them immediately began discussing him.

The inn was crowded and full of loose tongues, so no one feared his retaliation. Someone could not resist mocking him:

"With a face like a toad spirit, you still dare to set your sights on a swan?"

"Exactly! So what if you're a third-rank official? If you get in the way of our listening, we'll curse you even if you're the emperor himself!"

"Can you sit back down? You're blocking our view of Mister Su!"

"Why hasn't Mister Su started yet? I'm about to go crazy with impatience."

Listening to everyone's clamor, a smile appeared on Su Yang's face. He then raised his hand and called out:

"I knew you would come today, so I saved you a seat."

"Please sit down and listen to the story."

Nuwa smiled faintly and replied gently, "Then thank you, Mister Su."

She ignored the official and walked straight to the seat Su Yang had prepared for her, sitting down calmly.

Seeing this, the third-rank official's expression instantly darkened. He shouted furiously, "A bunch of commoners, how dare you speak rudely to me? Do you know that with a single order from me, tens of thousands of soldiers could flatten Qingshan City!"

"You actually dare to mobilize troops to surround the city? Who gave you the nerve!"

"That's Great Treason! Be careful, or you'll be thrown into the Heavenly Prison and never recover!"

"If you have the ability, call your army here and try it. Let's see whether we'll be afraid!"

The surrounding spectators grew increasingly excited, shouting one after another. The chance to publicly defy a third-rank official of the Imperial Court was not something they encountered every day.

Inside the inn, the many cultivators, demon kings of the demon race, and experts from the Three Realms acted as though they had neither heard nor seen anything.

They had only come to listen to the story. They did not want to get involved in anything else.

Only Changxi and Xi He, seated in a corner, showed a trace of shock in their eyes.

"Sister, I couldn't have mistaken that person, could I?" Changxi could not help swallowing, her voice full of uncertainty.

"There's no way it was a mistake," Xi He replied in a low voice. "Didn't we discuss the Dao with her back then?"

No one had expected that they would encounter one of the Saints, Empress Nuwa, in this ordinary inn!

Even less had they expected that someone would dare provoke Empress Nuwa to her face!

Hearing the surrounding jeers and seeing that Nuwa completely ignored him, the third-rank official roared furiously, "Fine! I hope you can keep talking tough!"

He pointed ahead and ordered harshly, "Changwei! Go capture that woman and send her to my residence when I return!"

At those words, Changxi and Xi He both changed expressions. A mortal actually dared to offend a Saint so recklessly!

After receiving his order, the guard named Changwei immediately drew the saber at his waist. His aura surged, and he turned out to be a cultivator in the Refined Essence into Qi realm!

Though he was a cultivator, his cultivation was pitifully weak and utterly insignificant.

Seeing him pounce toward Nuwa, Su Yang frowned.

"Get lost!"

His angry shout exploded like thunder!

Changwei was actually shaken by the shout until he spat blood and collapsed, unable to rise!

Su Yang acted as though he had not seen the guard's death. His gaze slowly settled on the third-rank official, his tone calm yet oppressive:

"My inn is probably not suitable for an official of the Imperial Court like you."

"If you have nothing important to do, please leave."

The official was consumed by fury. Though he did not know what method Su Yang had used to kill his man, the fact that Su Yang was asking him to leave clearly meant he was afraid of him!

He pointed at Su Yang and berated him harshly, "How dare you! You actually killed my subordinate!"

"When I return, I'll immediately mobilize troops and flatten this inn of yours!"

At this, everyone in the room frowned. They had come here to listen to the story—how could they want to see the inn destroyed?

Changxi stood up on the spot and was about to speak when the official suddenly noticed her. His eyes lit up, and he smiled. "Oh? There's another beauty?"

"Why don't you come enjoy life with me?"

Changxi's expression turned icy. She raised her hand and struck, blasting the official into dust and completely erasing him from the world.

With a wave of her hand, Immortal Power surged forth, wiping away every trace that the man had ever existed.

She then looked toward Empress Nuwa in the distance. Just as she was about to greet her, Nuwa gently shook her head and stopped her.

Though puzzled, Changxi did not act rashly. She merely sat down in silence and waited quietly for what would happen next.

The listeners around them, however, were not as composed as she was. A court official had died in Qingshan City. This was no small matter, and it would probably bring considerable trouble!

"That girl killed a court official. I'm afraid she's caused a huge disaster!"

The crowd began discussing it, whispering among themselves.

Su Yang's expression remained unchanged. He said indifferently, "Which girl killed a court official? Everyone, wasn't that official killed by the demon race on the road?"

As soon as he said this, everyone immediately understood.

If the official had met with trouble inside Qingshan City, the Imperial Court probably would not let the matter rest.

But if he had encountered the demon race and died outside the city, then it had nothing to do with Qingshan City.