The discussions grew louder and louder, and Gu Sheng could feel countless gazes piercing towards him like sharp arrows.
There was astonishment, fear, and more of a kind of indescribable frenzy. Especially those Loose Cultivators, their eyes were filled with a peculiar gleam.
"Oh my god, it really is him!"
A ragged Loose Cultivator excitedly grabbed his companion's sleeve.
"I heard he fought solo against the elders of the Six Great Holy Lands on the Holy Road and retreated unscathed!"
"Indeed!"
The companion was equally excited.
"My cousin saw it with his own eyes, said he severed the Mountain Protection Array of Qinghe Holy Land with a single sword!"
Gu Sheng listened to these exaggerated rumors, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.
Rumors always get more outrageous the more they're spread, but it was good this way, at least it could deter some petty crooks.
