Chapter 61

As the atmosphere grew increasingly lively, the storyteller's flattery became more and more exaggerated. In just a short while, Dugu Qiubai had transformed from a match for Wang Chongyang to a century-old, ageless master of unparalleled skill. It was even said that Wang Chongyang's great achievements were due to the fortunate guidance he received from Dugu Qiubai.

Faced with these increasingly unbearable compliments, Su Yi felt like he was about to have a constipation.

No, I can't take it anymore. Su Yi finished the last mouthful of wine in the jar, picked up the sword case on the table, and said, "I'll go back to diligently practicing my sword skills and challenging various masters. You guys can just keep blowing hot air here! When I reach the level you speak of, I'll come out to vouch for you, showing that you weren't lying... of course, assuming you're still alive by then."

By now, Su Yi had figured out that this was just a storyteller trying to make a living, earning some extra money. There hadn't been a story worth telling for years, and now suddenly, such an extraordinary figure had appeared, so how could he not exaggerate? However, it was quite puzzling where they had heard about Dugu Qiubai, as rumors spread quickly, but it had only been a few days! Logically, people here shouldn't know about it yet.

In fact, if it came to spreading information about Dugu Qiubai, Su Yi would never have guessed it was Sha Tongtian and Peng Lianhu.

On the day they were defeated by Su Yi, there were at least a hundred spectators, a mixed crowd. It was impossible to keep it a secret. However, for two well-known experts to be defeated so miserably was extremely embarrassing, so Peng Lianhu came up with a not-so-good idea.

"We can exaggerate Dugu Qiubai, praising him as the only one in the world. Losing to a young man is embarrassing, but losing to a sword master as strong as the Five Greats is an honor."

With this mindset, Sha and Peng not only didn't hide their defeat but also sent all their subordinates to spread Dugu Qiubai's name far and wide, trying to save face!

And for some reason, they didn't reveal Su Yi's appearance, so everyone speculated about what Dugu Qiubai looked like. Various handsome, pretty, and elegant images emerged. When it was later revealed that Dugu Qiubai was a young man with a sword at his waist and a sword case on his back, no one believed it, which inadvertently helped Su Yi a great deal.

Su Yi, of course, was not very aware of these developments. Although he didn't know why his appearance hadn't spread, he was clear that the name Dugu Qiubai couldn't be used for a while, otherwise, people from all over the martial world would line up from the Wanyan Mansion to Zhongnan Mountain to challenge him!

So, Su Yi just thought about it briefly and then forgot about it. After all, you're looking for Dugu Qiubai, not Su Yi or Yang Kang. And the Four Greats, being grandmasters, wouldn't believe such exaggerated talk.

Su Yi was confident that as long as he didn't foolishly wander around them, these grandmasters wouldn't pay much attention to him.

Su Yi wouldn't go to them to find death; he was now focused on challenging various masters.

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The Cangsong Sword Sect was located downstream of the Yellow River, a new sword sect that had only been established for over a decade. Its overall strength was not particularly strong, but its founder and sect leader was quite remarkable, with a mastery of the Four Seasons Sword Technique, making him a well-known figure in the martial world.

Today, a strange guest arrived at the Cangsong Sword Sect. This person had a long sword at his waist, a sword case on his back, and a silver mask covering half his face.

"Brother, greetings. I am Su Yi, and I have come to request an audience with your sect leader. Please inform him!"

He politely greeted the gatekeeper and, according to martial world etiquette, handed over a name card.

A moment later, Su Yi entered the Cangsong Sword Sect. After two hours, he came out unharmed, but his green robe had a few barely noticeable tears. The Cangsong disciple who saw him off looked utterly dejected, as if his faith had been shattered.

Mounting his horse, Su Yi gently touched the barely noticeable wounds on his body and sighed, "Indeed, the martial world is full of hidden dragons and tigers. The Cangsong Sword Sect is not well-known, but I didn't expect their sect leader's sword skills to be so high, even surpassing Sha Tongtian and others. He could fight me for over three hundred moves, truly remarkable! What a thrill!"

Satisfied, he rode away, leaving the Cangsong disciple, whose self-esteem was shattered by the defeat of their sect leader, to lick his wounds in a corner.

Three days later, the Jin Dao Sect welcomed a guest in a green robe with a sword case on his back.

Five days later, the Bi Bo Sect received his challenge.

Seven days later, the Kuyun Temple saw this scourge.

Nine days later...

Fifteen days later...

Numerous sects were hit, but the guest was extremely polite, politely requesting a match with the highest-ranking martial artist in the sect, emphasizing friendship over competition, making it impossible to refuse. After losing, it was also impossible to curse, leaving them to nurse their broken self-esteem in silence.

For a time, the martial world was in turmoil at the mention of Su Yi, especially the leaders of major sects. Hearing that this Su Yi, who wielded a long sword, was a very young man, it was embarrassing to win against a child, and even more embarrassing to lose. This young man's sword skills were extraordinary, and even with full effort, the chances of winning were slim. The leaders of the defeated sects were living proof.

Thus, another legend arose in the martial world: another very young man was beating up many senior experts, much like the previous Dugu Qiubai. However, this young man seemed slightly less skilled, as his sword skills couldn't defeat two top experts in one move, so no one suspected they were the same person.

At the same time, the leaders of numerous sects, large and small, had epiphanies in their martial arts and chose to enter seclusion for cultivation, ignoring external affairs. Su Yi was the first to scare so many senior masters into hiding.

If one were observant, they would notice that these sects included sword sects, Taoist sects, Buddhist sects, and even gang organizations. The only common point was that if their routes were marked on a map, they would form a line, with the endpoint being the current capital, Beijing, and more precisely, the Wanyan Sixth Mansion in the city.