Chapter 603 Casually Angered.
Shi Lang cleared the process and entered the city. The place was bustling with a lot of activity. The terran recalled what it was like in the lower realms. He walked through the people-filled streets and spotted a young man approaching him.
He placed his hand on the shoulder of the guy and asked, "Kid, do you know where I can find Tianxu Pavillion?"
The young man was not a cultivator and was somewhat startled. He bowed, "Lord, you can find it on the third street to your left. I can lead you there if you wish to."
Shi Lang was surprised, but he sighed. The strong always oppressed the weak. This sort of reaction was normal for commoners to have. Shi Lang took a pouch from his space ring and said, "Here, open it only when you reach home. Understood, kid?"
The young man was surprised but quickly nodded and put things inside his shirt. Shi Lang said, "Do not worry. They cannot see that I gave you something."
That said, the terran waved his hand and walked away. He gave the young man a pouch of gold coins. He followed the path pointed by the young man and found himself standing before the Tianxu Pavilion building. He steadily climbed the steps, and the guard at the entrance asked, "Sir, may I know your purpose here?"
Shi Lang found it weird and asked, "Am I not allowed to go in and browse through the goods you sell?"
The guard smiled bitterly and said, "I apologize, sir. The pavilion is closed for the day. I cannot tell you anything more, so I hope you forgive me and come again tomorrow."
Shi Lang replied, "Actually, I came here to buy a ticket for the vessel heading to the Central Plain."
The guard was surprised and was about to answer when a scoff echoed from the side. A young man in brocade robes stepped out of the pavilion building and said with his chin slightly high, "Anyone below the cultivation realm of Immortal Lord level is not qualified to travel with us."
Shi Lang wished to smack the smirk of his face, but he reined his temper and let out his spiritual pressure. The young man on the other side was shocked. He did not expect Shi Lang to have such a high cultivation base at such a young age. However, he said, "Hmph, so what if you are an Immortal Lord? Do you have the resources to buy the ticket?"
Shi Lang furrowed his brow and asked, "What is the price to buy a ticket?"
The young man unfolded a fan and said indifferently, "Thousand top-grade spirit stones."
Shi Lang raised his brows and replied, "How much discount can I get as a VIP of the pavilion?"
The young man gazed at him with furrowed brows, and Shi Lang took out a token to show him. The former was surprised to see the golden token in his hand, but he did not budge and asked, "Do you know that it is a crime to forge a VIP token? No people are qualified to have a VIP token in this barren land. Where did a hilly billy like you receive it? Get lost before I cripple you."
Shi Lang clenched his fist so hard that his fingers turned pale. He said, "Since none of the people in the eastern barren has ever seen this token, how can I forge it? Also, you must have forgotten this is not the central plains. You do not have anyone stronger than one Immortal King beside you, and I can kill him and you all. By the time your people can react, they will be unable to find me. However, I will make sure that I kill every Tianxu Pavilion employee and ruin the so-called buildings they have, too. Believe it or not, your competitors will treat me like a messenger of the heavens."
The young man was enraged and raised his finger to point at Shi Lang before he yelled, "Who the fuck do you think you are to talk back like that, you filthy bastard? Guards cripple him and chop his limbs off. How dare he talk back to me, Xia Yuan, like this."
The guards were also shocked, but Shi Lang was not. He did not wait for them to come at him. Xia Yuan was weaker than him and tried to look down on him constantly. How was he to tolerate that? He did not care who this guy was to Xia Nan, but he wished to kill him, so he charged forward, his palm clasped around Xia Yuan's neck like an Iron pincer.
Shi Lang said, "Do you think just because you are some big family name, I will let you go for disrespecting me, weakling?"
The guards reacted and yelled, "Stop! Let go of him, or we will kill you."
Shi Lang chuckled and radiated his Immortal Lord-level pressure on the people. The guards could not hold on to their weapons and knelt on the ground. The pressure was not just spiritual but killing intent, too. Shi Lang had killed many people, both in his last life and this life.
He was called Shura for a reason. Had he not controlled his killing urges, his killing intent could have materialized into something tangible. Shi Lang gazed coldly into the eyes of Xia Yuan and asked, "Do you want to say something?"
The young man's face was pale. He did not know what to do. His mind was blank. Never in his life had he suffered like this. His face was drained of blood, and the veins on his neck were gradually popping as Shi Lang tightened his grip slowly.
A wisened voice sounded, "Your excellency is a VIP of the Tianxu Pavilion, and it is our mistake to have caused you inconvenience. I apologize on behalf of my young master. Please let him go."
Shi Lang turned to the side and saw an old lady. He could tell that she was an Immortal King-level cultivator. He said, "Senior, I believe in the virtue of karma. I will not harm him, but he needs to suffer for the offense he has caused. He is indeed a big guy from a famous family. However, his mouth can cause disaster for the family too. As the saying goes, there is a mountain above a mountain and a sky above the sky. Please pardon me for teaching him a lesson as I have some friendship with Lady Xia Nan."
That said, Shi Lang cast the Shura realm illusion on Xia Yuan and dropped him on the ground to wriggle. He cast a spirit barrier around him so the people could not listen to his wails. The old lady frowned and asked, "How do you know of the Young Miss?"
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