One of the onlookers was still pondering that this world was quite different from what he had imagined, in fact, it was far from it.
"Storytellers, storytellers everywhere, it's terrifying, absolutely terrifying..."
He wanted to go home; perhaps only by getting away from this awful place could he find temporary peace of mind.
Oh right, when I get back, I need to confront my master and see if that guy is really a storyteller.
Because of the changing situation, the feelings of everyone present were extremely complicated.
Those who came to cheer on the many heroic spirits, who were the ancestors who had won the resurrection match, have gradually slipped away.
Otherwise, if they stayed here, they feared they would soon become the storyteller's inventory of manuscripts.
"Retreat? The current situation is not favorable for us. It's better to avoid direct confrontation for now."
The group came with the hope of defeating the storyteller and left with the fear of the all-knowing scholar.
Unbeknownst to them, several fictional storytellers had infiltrated their retreating ranks.
As for the remaining storytellers, they were revising the stories they had just recorded.
The Master of Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion defeated Bai Xiaosheng.
No, it was Bai Xiaosheng who defeated the Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion!
"That's it, my friends. For a while now, or perhaps for a long time, they won't be trying to compete with me again."
Standing by the restaurant window, looking at the starry night sky, Bai Yi had his own assessment of the current mental state of those losers.
The reason I sent myself to the fountain to cast a spell was because of the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, who finally mustered up the courage.
A crushing defeat shattered their fighting spirit, and fear returned once more.
As for those like the Blood Shadow Cult Leader who didn't even come, it's even simpler.
Imagine they're enjoying hotpot and singing on Earth when they suddenly see news that the Demon-Slaying Alliance led by the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords has been completely wiped out...
"If nothing unexpected happens, they'll probably be too afraid to go out again."
The most important thing right now is to rest and get a good night's sleep, because we have to keep going early tomorrow morning.
He said he would visit the newspaper's headquarters and would never be late.
Now that the original manuscript of this restaurant is blessed with the power of heroic spirits, he is not worried that anyone will dare to sneak in and attack.
"Going to sleep now, goodnight, world."
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The next morning, as the sun streamed through the window into the room, Bai Yi opened his eyes precisely on time, even though there was no alarm clock.
"call……"
The legendary blanket on the bed, which should have had a powerful sealing and binding effect, did not hinder Bai Yi's movements.
I simply threw off the covers and got out of bed; the whole process was extremely smooth.
"I defeated the quilt demon. As expected of me, my willpower is truly strong."
The puppet in the restaurant was given a bowl of noodles for breakfast, and he took out his phone to browse the latest news.
A video appeared in a very conspicuous place, and it was about yesterday's battle.
"Yesterday, the shameful defeat suffered by the Demon Extermination Alliance has become a hot topic of discussion throughout the Nine Provinces."
Now let's see what many people in the martial arts world think.
"Hello, have you heard about how the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion Master and his group were wiped out by Bai Xiaosheng yesterday?"
"I've heard about it, and all I can say is that it's truly gratifying."
"Ah, indeed... Wait, sir, are you sure you didn't say something wrong?"
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