Chapter 135: The Quietly Rising Diablo (Please Subscribe)

The Fusheng Tavern.

This tavern was not considered lacking in class; warriors came here to drink on ordinary days, and occasionally some nearby cultivators would visit to show their support. Although it could not compare to the Wind and Moon Pavilion, it was still somewhat famous in the vicinity.

Coupled with its proximity to several large bookstores, the most customary entertainment for the guests who came to the tavern was naturally listening to storytelling.

"Mister Yu has arrived!"

"What is Mister Yu talking about today?"

"How about another segment of 'The Three Sages Fiercely Battle at Immortal Severing Ridge'?"

"Forget it! I've already heard that part several times!" a customer said with some dissatisfaction, "It only just finished yesterday, and you're telling it again today? What's the meaning of this?"

"It's better to tell the part about 'The Secret Treasure's Glow Blosomming on a Dark Cliff Night'!" a cultivator pinched the wine cup in his hand, "Only that part where he fell off the cliff but didn't die, and instead obtained a heavy treasure, is somewhat interesting."

"I'm tired of listening to that part too!" a warrior dressed rather luxuriously shook his head and said, "It's better to tell the part about 'The Hermit in the Mountains is a Peerless Master'. I didn't expect that when all roads were blocked, one could actually encounter such a peerless old gentleman!"

Just at this moment, the gavel slapped with a crack, and Mister Yu was heard giving a chant: "Do you all know what lies beyond that endless Heaven Severing Sea, heading all the way west, to the far western lands?"

"Eh...? There's no such segment in 'The Martial Immortal', is there?"

"What is there?"

"Isn't that place a legendarily endless domain of death where monsters gather?"

"This old man shall speak of it to you all today!" Mister Yu held his head high and said, "The Diablo!"

"Diablo!?"

"Dark... what... what kind of thing!?" Everyone looked at each other, staring at this storytelling old man in complete bewilderment.

"It is said that in the distant west, there is such a place. Above that endlessly bright heaven, the gods who reside there are called angels; while those opposed to the angels are called demons!"

"Angels and demons clash, and humans struggle to survive in the crevices between them..."

"What kind of place is this?" Everyone immediately looked at one another, their faces filled with novelty.

"There are actually such gods and monsters?"

"What about the human nations? The powerhouses? Weren't there any Martial Emperors or Immortal Venerables setting up forces to contend with these monsters?"

"Good question!"

Every day they heard about those martial techniques and immortal spells until their ears grew calluses. Suddenly hearing elements like paladins and demons that they had never come into contact with before, the crowd of drinkers instantly felt...

"Is this also a biographical novel? Is it a new one!?"

"There is actually such a place?!"

It was like opening a door to a whole new world!

It was as if on the other side of the continent, there really was a place unknown to them, where there were various professions like paladins and mages, a completely different power system from here, and angels and demons facing off against each other!

A cultivator cried out in surprise: "They actually have figures like cultivators over there? Do mages know how to make magical artifacts?"

"They actually have noble warriors like paladins over there?!" A noble warrior took a deep breath and said, "And paladins can actually practice spells at the same time?!"

"There are actually such crazy warriors as barbarians!?"

A cultivator asked with immense curiosity: "This fellow called a druid actually practiced transformation techniques to such a realm?! Who is his master? Could it be that legendary Thousand-Faced Divine Monarch?"

This was only halfway through the tale, and facing all kinds of questions, Mister Yu instantly felt his head growing big!

I've only read one volume myself, so you ask me, who am I supposed to ask?!

Mister Yu slapped the gavel several times in succession, and only then did he cup his hands to the crowd: "If you want to know the answer, please support me more in the future, and it will naturally become clear!"

Mister Yu glanced down, only to see Li Fusheng looking over, secretly giving him a thumbs up.

Mister Yu felt a burst of pride: "Please come back tomorrow, everyone!"

"How is it finished already?"

"What about tonight?"

Mister Yu said calmly: "At dinner time, I will continue to tell 'The Martial Immortal'."

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately became displeased: "Who wants to listen to 'The Martial Immortal'? It's too cliché!"

"Tell us first what happened to this world later? Did the Lord of Destruction destroy the world?"

"We want to hear the stories that happened in the West!"

"We want to hear Diablo!"

"Everyone, calm down a bit!" Looking at the waves of shouting that grew higher and higher, Mister Yu's head grew big for a moment, "This evening, this old man will reveal some of the content to be discussed tomorrow, the Sorrow of Blood Raven. Please look forward to it, everyone!"

"..."

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By evening, at the nearby Jinxiang Tavern: "Why are there so few people today?"

Looking out the window, one could see the Fusheng Tavern, separated by a street, which seemed noticeably more lively.

"What's going on?"

"I heard... Fusheng Tavern is telling a new storytelling piece today!" a waiter whispered nearby, "They all ran over to listen!"

"Could it be that the ninth volume of 'The Martial Immortal' is out?! That fellow surnamed Yu from the Dongguan Book Forest actually didn't tell me?!" The fat shopkeeper was purple with rage.

"It doesn't seem to be 'The Martial Immortal'!" the waiter explained, "Isn't the ninth volume of 'The Martial Immortal' coming out tomorrow?"

"Then what is it?!"

"It seems to be something like... Diablo..." the waiter said in a low voice.

"Dark... what?!" What kind of ghost name was this? The fat shopkeeper was bewildered for a moment.

"Go! Quick, go inquire where this Diablo of theirs came from?"

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"I remember all storytelling pieces usually have the book come out first, right?" On the street, two warriors seemed to have wandered around this area for a long time, "Why is it that when I ask all the big bookstores here, none of them have it?"

"That Fusheng Tavern only tells such a small segment every day, it's agonizingly frustrating!" a warrior said gloomily.

"I originally never listened to these nonsensical things." another warrior said, "Why is what he told today so novel?"

"Ahead is the Dongguan Book Forest, this shop is the largest in the vicinity." a warrior said, "Let's go! Let's go take a look there!"

Yu Rui was quite proud; tomorrow was the release date of the ninth volume of 'The Martial Immortal', and he thought he should be able to make a big fortune!

Dongguan Book Forest oversaw the printing and distribution of 'The Martial Immortal' in the entire Jiuhua City. Every time this moment arrived, all the bookstores, taverns, and other places in Jiuhua, even some nobles, had to rely on his favor!

This made him feel very gratified.

At this moment, two warriors were seen walking in through the door.

He happened to be standing at the front desk at this time, so he asked casually, "Are you gentlemen also here to ask about the ninth volume of 'The Martial Immortal'? Sorry, please come back tomorrow."

"What 'The Martial Immortal'?" a warrior spoke up, "Shopkeeper, do you have Diablo here?"

"What thing?" Shopkeeper Yu was stunned for a moment.

"Diablo!"

"No!"

"What rubbish is this Diablo!" laughed a plump man beside them, dressed in opulent finery. "If you want a real story, read *The Martial Immortal*. Who could possibly stomach any other biographical fiction?"

"Oh, come off it." The martial artist shook his head, utterly devoid of interest. "Go listen to a recital at the Fusheng Tavern yourself and you'll understand. If you arrive late, you won't even find a place to stand!"

"Let's go, let's go, why waste so many words on him? If too many people find out about it, we won't even have a spot to squeeze into."

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