Ancient Magic Treasure

"Today's tale is of a true lord—a baleful star descended upon the world, the King of Hell reincarnate! In the martial world, he is known as—Wind-Listening King of Hell, Zhang Sanxian!"

The storyteller swayed his head as he spoke. "To the west of Yan Province, in that bitterly cold land, there lies a remote little border town called Luoyang Town.

That place is so far from the emperor's eye that the yellow sands roll endlessly, its people are fierce, and bandits run rampant. Among them, the most vicious and wicked are the Four Bandits of Beheading Cliff!"

He then began recounting just how savage those four bandits were—how they devoured living people alive and ate an entire family of five in a day, laying it all out in lurid detail.

The martial folk below listened until they repeatedly sucked in cold breaths, their faces stricken with horror.

Had Zhang Sanxian himself been here, he likely would have been dumbfounded as well.

Because what came from this storyteller's mouth was completely different from what he had actually experienced.

Not only were the place names wrong, even the names, appearances, and genders of the people did not match in the slightest. It was utter nonsense from beginning to end.

Yet in this ancient age without the internet, news, or television, the lowly martial wanderers in the audience—especially those young men with little education and even less reading—listened with utmost seriousness.

They truly believed that everything the storyteller described was a real event, wholly free of falsehood.

"These four great villains occupied Beheading Cliff for years, burning, killing, plundering—there was no evil they would not commit. The authorities tried to wipe them out several times and suffered heavy losses each time, never even touching the edge of their lair.

"The righteous path of