Within the room adorned with carved flowers, Yuan Jun took out a purple Star Disc, her expression somber.
At this moment, the Star Disc she held was flickering with a faint halo, unmistakably conveying a message from Yuqing True King.
"What cultivation did the Du’e Celestial hold?" Yi Chen furrowed his brows and discreetly covered his tea with the lid.
He couldn’t taste this tea, let whoever wants to taste it.
Hadn’t he just broken through to the eighteenth layer of the True Technique? Was this something he could drink?
"Du’e was a top-level cultivator in the later stage of intercepting the path. His soul lamp unexpectedly extinguished on the way to Taiwu City. Xiao Lang, this matter is serious, I must make a trip there myself."
"Although Du’e was a person from the Yuqing True King’s palace, we people of Zizai Heaven cannot die without reason. If someone is secretly trying to provoke trouble, I’d like to see if their heads are hard enough!"
Looking at the eyebrows slightly narrowed on her peach blossom mask, and the surrounding chilling aura, Yi Chen suddenly felt that this tea might not be undrinkable after all if he really had to.
While he didn’t have much of a relationship with Du’e Celestial, they belonged to the same sect after all. Yi Chen immediately declared his position, "Indeed, if it was an accident, so be it. If anyone dares to touch someone from our Zizai Heaven, did they rent their entire family line? Yuan Jun, Tan Lang is willing to go with you."
With an outburst of momentum, Yi Chen abruptly stood up, spilling half of his tea in the process.
"Xiao Lang, those words have vigor. Yuan Jun likes it; however, this matter can be handled with just me and the Yuqing True King intervening. You stay calm and remain in Taiwu City, I believe you won’t be in any grave danger here if someone indeed targets Zizai Heaven."
The familiar restrictive power descended once more. Looking at the peach blossom mask approaching him with a mischievous smile, Yi Chen’s eyes reddened in an instant.
Again?
He unfolded his tyrannical body, his muscles tensing as he broke free from that strange field of confinement, only to see Yuan Jun leaning against the door frame, looking at him with a half-smile:
"Xiao Lang, your progress is quite swift. With the death of Du’e Celestial, now you’re the only one from our Zizai Heaven in the Great Qin Legal Assembly. You won’t disappoint Yuan Jun, will you? I made a military pledge in front of the Heavenly Master."
"Yuan Jun, I..."
"Enough, Yuan Jun knows you have secrets, things about you that are not normal. But to say that Yuan Jun herself is normal. Do well for me, I will cover some matters for you."
"As long as you don’t betray Zizai Heaven, even if true disaster befalls you in the future, we still have opportunities."
Having said that, Yuan Jun put on her brocaded shoes that were slipping off, covering her delicately arched feet, then patted her buttocks and drew with her slender hand. In an instant, a cluster of peach blossom petals appeared tracing the path of her finger, seemingly decorating the void into a peach blossom portal about two meters tall.
She pulled a smile on her peach blossom mask, her figure flashed as she plunged into the portal, and the peach blossoms collapsed, turning into light rain and disappearing.
In the distance, over the green mountains, a phantom-like figure slowly emerged. Yuan Jun, looking at the sprawling Taiwu City like a giant beast, raised her pale fist and suddenly got excited, hopping three times in the air.
"Good! Good! Good!"
"Xiao Lang has grown up. With such cultivation, Yuan Jun might not be able to completely confine you like before, even if I release the first seal. It looks like it’s about time for me, Yuan Jun of the Big Dipper Palace, to shine at the Great Qin Legal Assembly!"
Caught up in the excitement, Yuan Jun suddenly thought of the bet she made with Xiao Lang, and the thrill in her heart dissipated by half.
"Xiao Lang indeed has some tricks up his sleeve, Yuan Jun should... not lose, right?~"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Yuan Jun still has a trump card, if push comes to shove, I’ll just have to fight it out with Xiao Lang."
With this thought in mind, the smile on the peach blossom mask reappeared, and she spiritedly drifted towards the location agreed upon with Yuqing True King.
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"Even if true disaster befalls us in the future, we still have opportunities?"
"Yuan Jun’s words are quite meaningful."
Stroking his chin, Yi Chen looked around the empty room, somewhat absent-minded. He thought for a moment, then pushed the door and left, unwittingly finding himself in Mingxiang Tower for the fourth time.
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The Fuyu Young Master visited the brothel once more.
Whether the fairies were celestial or not didn’t matter; he mainly wanted to gather some information.
The mysterious extinction of the soul lamp of a powerful cultivator in the late stage of intercepting the path is a major event for any force.
"Could it be that there’s demonic mischief again? Hisss, a Dao Mastery Realm demon?"
"Or maybe it’s the maxims mentioned by King Jing, ’black stars stray, and wicked offspring descend’?"
Yi Chen made wild guesses as he walked to the main hall and, after ordering a few side dishes, settled down at a table.
Taiwu City was thronged with cultivators, and seizing the opportunity, Great Qin directly moved the courtesans here, reasoning that money better earned by them than by someone else.
What puzzled Yi Chen, however, was that despite the hall being filled with cultivators talking and laughing, only a fraction had opted for the company of the Konshi hostesses, which made him click his tongue in wonder.
"Fellow Daoist seems unfamiliar. Haha, are you surprised at how well-mannered the Daoists here are in this establishment of pleasures?" A young, fat cultivator in lavish clothes, fanning himself with a landscape fan, saw an empty seat beside Yi Chen and uninvitedly took a seat.
The hall was already full at this time.
Shared joy is a double joy; Yi Chen didn’t mind and immediately poured a cup of wine for the man, inquiring without any hesitation.
As the fat cultivator recounted his experience, Yi Chen’s face gradually took on a strange expression.
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The truth was much simpler than he had imagined: Konshi Master’s stocks had crashed, and their stocks have been penetrated.
The Konshi of Taiwu City were a Great Qin monopoly, and with the overflow of cultivators, and in their eagerness to make a profit, Great Qin had emergency requisitioned courtesans from all over to fill the market gap, inevitably leading to a mixed bag of quality.
Talking about this, the fat cultivator couldn’t help but show a bitter expression: "Han Feiyu fellow Daoist, you are unaware. A few days ago, this humble one spent a large sum to book a Konshi companion, and I was nearly scared to death. I must tell you, but you mustn’t laugh at me."