"Have you all heard? A huge gale erupted at the City Lord's Mansion yesterday and blew the whole place away!"
Inside an inn, someone was loudly spreading the news of yesterday's events, telling everyone he met a few words about it as though he had witnessed it himself.
Before long, a soldier entered the inn. Hearing what the man was saying, he snorted in disdain.
"You ordinary folk have no idea what really happened. All you do is spout nonsense."
The soldier smiled confidently and began enlightening the crowd. "That wasn't some gale. It's called a spiritual qi tide-a storm produced when a vast amount of spiritual qi erupts within an extremely small area. That power tore the entire City Lord's Mansion apart."
"Never mind ordinary cultivators-even our lord, who's at the peak of the Qi Refining, Spirit Transformation Realm, nearly passed out and suffered serious injuries. You commoners were lucky, that's all."
"How so?"
Someone emboldened by drink leaned closer. Under normal circumstances, these people would have been afraid of government soldiers.
But this particular man was a little different-not the man who had leaned closer, but the soldier.
He was a regular at this inn and liked to stop by and chat whenever he had nothing to do. Everyone also enjoyed hearing his gossip about cultivators.
"What else could it be? It was all thanks to the capable soldiers of our City Lord's Mansion!"
The soldier explained, "That spiritual qi tide erupted far too suddenly. If it had burst out directly within the city, never mind one City Lord's Mansion-even ten wouldn't have been enough for it to tear apart."
"But our lord immediately led his men to stand against the spiritual qi tide. As a result, after it destroyed the City Lord's Mansion, its power had already