Senior sister, don't be stubborn, you are already invincible.

Yunzhi Town, which was destroyed into ruins due to this battle, was quickly rebuilt as time went by.

Compared with the original Yunzhi Town, today's Yunzhi Town is undoubtedly larger in scale and more prosperous.

More and more people are coming here.

Just because of that shocking battle, Yunzhi Town became famous!

And compared to Yunzhi Town, the one that is more famous in the world is the ‘Zhaotian Gang Song Ci’.

So much so that the name Song Ci spread throughout the Southern Territory at an alarming speed.

Many people who wanted to join the Zhatian Gang but had no way to do so set off for Yunyan Sect one after another.

At this moment, in front of the tavern in Yunzhi Town, there is a bustling crowd and busy traffic.

Some monks who came from far away stayed here to rest or wait.

As night falls, there are many people.

A carriage slowly stopped in front of the tavern.

The groom led the horse to the nearby stable.

A white, delicate, jade-like arm stretched out from the carriage.

The finger slowly opened the carriage curtain, and a graceful and charming woman stepped out of the carriage.

The woman wears a gold-lined dress and a high bun on her head. She has delicate features but also reveals a bit of heroism, and her movements show nobility.

At this time, in the tavern, a young man was sitting by the window, holding a cup of tea and drinking it slowly, looking leisurely and at ease.

But the moment he caught a glimpse of the woman's appearance, the young man's eyes suddenly lit up.

He hurriedly put down the tea cup in his hand, walked quickly to the woman, and shouted respectfully: "See you, Princess!"

The woman who was called the princess raised her hand, stopped the young man from saluting, and nodded slightly.

"You don't have to be polite when you go out, just call me 'Miss'."

"Yes, miss!" The young man agreed quickly.

The woman chuckled twice and immediately looked at her surroundings.

Even though the night is dark, the place is still brightly lit and bustling with people.

Immediately, her eyes fell back on the young man and said, "Why did you call me from Qizhou to the Southern Territory in such a hurry?"

The young man quickly replied: "Miss, there are two people here who are worthy of our attention. If possible, we can take these two people for our own use."

Hearing this, the woman's mouth curved slightly.

"Oh?"

She asked with great interest: "Which two?"

"Ye Qing'er and Song Ci."

After hearing this, the woman had no reaction on her face, but there was a trace of surprise in her heart.

These two names are a bit unfamiliar.

"Perhaps Miss, you have no impression of these two people, but you should know about the Zhatian Gang, right?" the young man asked tentatively.

After all, Ye Qing'er's deeds were spreading throughout the Thirteen Continents of Donglan.

The two of them, Zhatian Gang and Dongfang Bubai, are even more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The woman nodded: "I heard a little bit."

"These two are both peerless geniuses with extraordinary strength. If we can form an alliance with them, our Gali Empire will have a promising reinforcement!"

The young man's voice was so excited that he paused, calmed down, and continued: "If one of these two people joins the empire, our Gali Empire will become the top one in the entire thirteen continents of Donglan. power."

The young man became more and more excited as he spoke, and his voice involuntarily increased.

Hearing this, the woman's lips curved up in amusement again: "You really think highly of these two."

The young man was slightly startled after hearing the woman's words. He immediately realized that he had lost his composure and immediately lowered his head to hide the embarrassment on his face.

"Miss, you may not have heard of the deeds of these two people. You might as well listen to what the monks from the Southern Region say about these two people. I believe you will be interested in these two people."

"Miss, let's go inside and say, please!"

The young man bowed in a gesture of invitation.

The woman nodded and walked into the tavern.

......

The tavern was buzzing with people.

The lobby on the first floor was crowded and noisy.

The young man led the woman to where he was just now and filled her a cup of tea himself.

The noisy atmosphere made the woman frown, a little impatient.

She took a sip of the fragrant tea, endured the discomfort, then put down the cup and said, "Tell me everything you know."

The young man saw that the woman didn't seem to like the noisy environment, so he explained: "Not long ago, Song Ci from the Zhatian Gang had a battle with a monk here, so there have been a lot of monks coming here recently. Please bear with me, miss." Forbearance."

The woman listened and narrowed her eyes slightly.

Come here for fame?

Isn't it just a fight? What's so surprising about this?

Now that everything is over, there are still people who come here to watch the fun? The monks in the Southern Territory are really bored.

But she didn't show this disdain on her face, she just gave a faint hum.

Seeing this, the young man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then waved to the storyteller and said, "Sir, please tell me more about Song Ci of the Zhaotian Gang."

After saying this, he threw two spiritual stones from his sleeves on the stage.

"okay!"

The storyteller put away the spirit stone and responded with a smile, then cleared his throat and said loudly: "Since the young master is interested in elegance, I will tell you this Song Ci."

"Song Ci, the world only knows that he is a disciple of Luo Liufeng of Yunyan Sect, but this is only his first identity. More than ten days ago, he blew up his other identity..."

"He is a disciple of the Zhatian Gang, nicknamed Dugu Qiubai!"

The woman listened to the storyteller's story with a sarcastic smile on her lips.

"Dugu seeks defeat? You dare to take such a nickname. It's very arrogant, but as a person, it's better to be humble. After all, it's easy to be tough!"

The young man twitched his lips but said nothing.

I really don't know how to answer the call.

I had to pretend not to hear and continue to listen to the storyteller on the stage.

"That day, the entire Zhiyun Town collapsed. Everyone escaped from the ruins. When they looked up, they saw Song Ci standing proudly in the air, looking down at all living beings. He held a mortal ax in his right hand and shouted coldly. 'If heaven had not given birth to me Song Ci, the way of ax would last forever like a long night'!"

"That sound shook the entire world!"

The woman was stunned for a moment, then added with a puzzled look on her face: "Mortal weapon?!!"

The storyteller slapped the table and said excitedly: "Fellow Taoist, you heard me right. That Song Ci was indeed holding a mortal weapon. The scene at that time is still fresh in my memory!"

"Although it was a mortal weapon, he used that mortal weapon to perfection in the following battle. It was comparable to a divine weapon."

"At the end, he even thanked the other party for accompanying him and suggested some tricks, which severely humiliated him."

"That battle was so shocking that the heaven and earth changed color..."

In just one stick of incense, the storyteller told everything about Song Ci's deeds not long ago.

After hearing this, the woman couldn't help but sneer: "What a sensationalist. How can an ordinary mortal weapon defeat a spiritual weapon?"