Chapter 443: Not Everyone Is A Storyteller (1/2)

Chapter 443: Not Everyone Is A Storyteller

Everyone’s mouths were wide open. Such a mess of a story was able to be traded for a treasure? Simply too unbelievable. Qiurong Wanxue also found this hard to believe. Everyone else would think the same if they were told of this event.

“For you.” Li Qiye placed the jade coffin into Qiurong Wanxue’s hand. Only then did she become certain that this was not just a dream.

“This…” Qiurong Wanxue was sent into a daze. Li Qiye gave another precious treasure to her?

Li Qiye jokingly added: “Don’t misunderstand, this is not a token of affection.”

Qiurong Wanxue was very reserved but also touched. Although he made it a joke, Qiurong Wanxue still found the gesture to be warm and sweet.

“Okay, this auction consists of a total of nine coffins. This is the second one, a silver coffin.” Imp continued with a smile: “This is good stuff, especially for the ghost race. Nightsoul Aqua — ghost tribe cultivators who use this water would surely be able to strengthen their True Fate.”

Imp opened the silver coffin. Inside was a pale greenish water that exuded nether energy. The ghost race cultivators felt this atmosphere and noticed that their True Fate was becoming even more spirited.

It made them realize that this Nightsoul Aqua was an extremely beneficial and sacred water to the ghost race.

“I want to tell a story, I want to tell a story!” People began to compete for the chance to tell a story.

Li Qiye only smiled before he closed his eyes. The Nightsoul Aqua had no use to him.

Imp randomly pointed at a young cultivator and said: “Okay, you try.”

The youth chosen by Imp was ecstatic. He cleared his throat in preparation and began: “There was once a child who fell into an immortal grotto. There was an immortal gra.s.s growing inside this grotto…”

“Nonsense!” He only said a few words before he got flung out of Midtown by Imp.

“I have a story, I have one!” Others did not give up. They raised their hands and loudly shouted.

Imp then randomly picked another person. This person cheerfully began: “During the Desolate Era, a Golden Phoenix appeared in the Sacred Nether World. On its back was an immortal citadel…”

“Nonsense!” The youth’s story was quite wonderful, but he didn’t get too far before being thrown out of Midtown by Imp.

A dozen stories followed suit; some were very well told, but all of them were flung away regardless.

Qiurong Wanxue had a hard time containing her excitement while holding the jade coffin. She listened to all of the stories so far and found it very strange. Some of the tales were colorful. One was even comparable to Immortal Emperor legends, but all the storytellers were thrown out by Imp.

In fact, she was not the only one since many others were confused as well. Why was Imp so unreceptive towards these other tales?

“Young n.o.ble, why was Imp interested in your story?” The perplexed Qiurong Wanxue whispered softly in Li Qiye’s ear.

Li Qiye looked at her and smilingly replied: “The crux of the matter is not the story itself but the information contained within. It has to be valuable and useful!”

“Useful and valuable information?” Qiurong Wanxue uttered in surprise. She didn’t feel that her Young n.o.ble’s story contained any valuable information at all.

“This is not something you guys can understand.” Li Qiye said with a smile: “If one does not know the immemorial past and the Immortal Demon, then how could they know about the thing hidden in the tale?”

Qiurong Wanxue then recalled the story told by her Young n.o.ble. If he said so, then this story must be hiding a big secret, but she didn’t feel anything too amazing about this particular story.

“Don’t worry about it, you lack the necessary experience to understand.” Li Qiye said with a smile.

Qiurong Wanxue softly sighed and gave up on the matter. Just like Li Qiye had said, understanding the essence of the story was beyond her means.