Outside the Martial Discourse Tower in Xiushui Commandery, heads bobbed in a dense throng. People stood shoulder to shoulder, packed so tightly that not even water could have seeped through.
The twelve thousand copies of the Martial Secrets Almanac: Eastern Province Gazette prepared by the tower had been snapped up nearly seven minutes earlier.
Yet many people lingered outside, unwilling to leave, while some resellers were doing business as scalpers.
"This issue of the Martial Secrets Almanac: Eastern Province Gazette, one tael and six mace a copy! Who wants one? I only have seven left."
"One tael and eight mace! Why has the price gone up? Didn't you read the notice the Martial Discourse Tower posted? They're running short of paper, so there won't be another shipment for five days. Take it or leave it-"
"I've finished reading my copy. Anyone want it? One tael and six mace! Any takers?"
Others were discussing the contents of this issue of the Martial Secrets Almanac: Eastern Province Gazette.
"So that was what happened. It was a struggle over the position of Chief True Disciple at Zhengyang Martial Academy."
"Isn't the Shangguan Clan being far too overbearing? Shangguan Longjian was already dead, yet they still wouldn't let it go."
"Incredible! Those people from White Cloud Stronghold came swaggering in to kill him, only for him to slaughter every last one of them, alone with his saber."
"He cut down five seventh-rank experts in succession. This young man truly deserves the name Young Tyrant Saber."
"Haha, serves them right! Who would have thought White Cloud Stronghold and the Shangguan Clan would have their day of reckoning?"
"Amazing! This fellow is so powerful in combat, yet he actually isn't from a great aristocratic clan."
"The Yazi Saber! So both the Blood-Yazi Saber Lord and Qin