Chapter 1220 The Killings in Miaojiang

Bei Liang Dynasty had a mountain range called the Lingkong Mountain Range, named so because the cliffs became nearly translucent under sunlight, creating an image akin to a glass dragon coiled upon the earth when seen from afar.

Countless travelers, young masters, and ladies came to visit this famous site in the Bei Liang Dynasty every year.

Around the periphery of the Lingkong Mountain Range, small to medium-sized towns were clustered.

Within one such small town called Lingshui Town, taverns lined the streets. Shi Xiaole was sitting by a window, quietly listening to the boisterous conversations of fellow drinkers.

After parting ways with Uncle Wang and Yan Zhenning, he had been cultivating even as he traveled, arriving here three days ago.

"Come on, tell us, who won between the master of the Demon Blade and the Flying Horse Emperor?"

Someone urged the storyteller.