The Six Truths Tavern stretched along the street for two or three miles, its pavilions standing row upon row, bustling with an endless stream of guests, creating a lively and extraordinary scene.
“Young Master Xueying, it’s been so long since you last visited! Please, come in, come in. Shall we arrange the Fuzun Pavilion for you?” A manager from the tavern immediately stepped forward to greet him. After all, in terms of noble status, this young master of the Xueying Domain ranked among the highest in the entire Flaming Fire City. If they were to anger this young master, the entire tavern might have to shut down.
Below one of the pavilions, the Fuzun Pavilion, carriages and draconic beasts were stationed, with large basins of fruits and meat prepared for the beasts. The two draconic beasts were feasting heartily.
Upstairs in the Fuzun Pavilion.
Dongbo Xueying and Elder Tian shared a table, while the nine guards sat at two separate tables in the corners. The two Blackflow Cloud Howlers also had exquisite plates of delicacies laid out before them.
“Though the Six Truths Tavern’s reputation barely ranks in the top few dozen, it’s my personal favorite,” Dongbo Xueying said as he ate with gusto. For a powerful cultivator like him, eating was purely for the enjoyment of flavors. After all, going without food or drink for hundreds of millions of years was a trivial matter.
A bevy of maidservants, one after another, brought forth delicacies.
These maidservants were generally at the World God or True God level. In Flaming Fire City, finding decent work at such a level of strength wasn’t easy, so they mostly served as attendants or servants. Only upon reaching the Void God level could one begin to take on slightly more “challenging” tasks.
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After nearly two hours of feasting, Dongbo Xueying was drenched in sweat, thoroughly satisfied. He gradually slowed down, picking up a wine cup to savor the drink leisurely while gazing out the window at the bustling street below.
“Hmm?” Dongbo Xueying suddenly looked up, his eyes narrowing as he focused on a spot about ten miles away.
“Young Master?” Elder Tian inquired.
“We’ve eaten enough. It’s time to leave,” Dongbo Xueying said, rising to his feet.
Elder Tian, the two Blackflow Cloud Howlers, and the guards had long since finished eating and promptly stood up as well.
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About ten miles down the street.
A luxurious carriage cut through the sky, pulled by eight majestic purple-gold draconic beasts. Surrounding the carriage were dozens of beautiful maidservants. As it passed, cultivators on the street hurriedly stepped aside, not daring to even look up. Anyone who had lived in Flaming Fire City for any length of time knew—this was the carriage of Chun Yufeng, master of the Misty Cloud Pavilion.
As the owner of Flaming Fire City’s most extravagant pleasure house, Chun Yufeng naturally held an exalted status. He was an influential figure in the city, someone even the scions of noble families hesitated to offend, let alone the countless commoners.
Inside the opulent carriage.
Though the exterior appeared only about ten feet wide, the interior spanned over a hundred feet.
Two portly men sat facing each other, attended by beautiful women. One of them, Chun Yufeng, wore a warm, genial smile. The other, however, was a towering figure exuding a faint but terrifying aura of slaughter. With each breath, wisps of black energy escaped his nostrils, causing the women beside him to tremble with fear.
“Brother Qian, I must trouble you again. I need more goods,” Chun Yufeng lamented. “Without enough supply, my life is truly difficult.”
“Goods are scarce, and distribution is always a delicate matter,” the massive, obese man replied indifferently.
“I know it’s not easy for you, Brother Qian. Rest assured, I won’t let you down,” Chun Yufeng said warmly.
“No rush,” the obese giant replied calmly.
“Of course, of course. Here, try this Heavenly Star Spirit Wine. Our monarch discovered the Heavenly Star Divine Tree beyond the Heartworld Continent, in the surrounding chaotic stars, and brewed this exquisite liquor. I managed to procure only a small amount,” Chun Yufeng said, waving his hand to produce a translucent wine flask. Inside, emerald-hued wine shimmered, and the flask floated to the obese man’s table.
“Oh? Heavenly Star Spirit Wine?” The obese giant finally cracked a smile.
“Excellent wine,” he murmured, seemingly pleased as he sipped and gazed outside. Though the carriage was sealed from outside view, those inside could easily observe the scenery beyond.
Enjoying the company of beauties and the fine wine, the obese giant smiled—until his expression suddenly shifted.
“That—”
His eyes locked onto a pair of figures among the commoners lining the street. The woman was merely a True God, but as faint red divine patterns swirled in his pupils, his heart stirred with delight. “The spiritual radiance emanating from her soul is so rich… What a perfect catalyst for my elixir. Heh, what luck to stumble upon her.”
“Stop,” the obese giant commanded.
“Stop at once!” Chun Yufeng immediately called out. The carriage halted, and he turned with an ingratiating smile. “Brother Qian, what is it?”
“That woman,” the obese giant pointed toward the street. “The one in purple robes with the jade hairpin.” For clarity, he conjured an illusory image of her beside him.
“I want her,” he declared.
Chun Yufeng looked into the distance. His intelligence network in Flaming Fire City was impeccable, and while noble scions weren’t exactly few, he knew most by sight. He quickly confirmed the woman was of humble origins—even if she belonged to a noble family, her status as a mere True God would be insignificant.
“Brother Qian, rest assured. I’ll have her brought to you at once,” Chun Yufeng said with a smile.
The obese giant nodded.
As an outsider, it wasn’t fitting for him to act directly. But for Chun Yufeng, this was child’s play.
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Yan Wen and his daughter had long since noticed the luxurious carriage in the sky and recognized it as belonging to the master of the Misty Cloud Pavilion. They had already moved aside to the roadside.
Yet, the carriage descended abruptly, stopping not far from them.
The carriage curtain lifted, revealing the two portly men surrounded by beauties. Chun Yufeng’s cold, beady eyes locked onto Yan Wen and his daughter. “Bring that woman here.”
“Yes.” The maidservants outside the carriage were no ordinary attendants.
Two Unity Realm maidservants immediately flew down.
“Spare us, Master of the Misty Cloud Pavilion! Please, spare my daughter!” The middle-aged man, Yan Wen, dropped to his knees in supplication. “I am an alchemist of the Yan Clan’s Apothecary. Please, grant me this small mercy.” Beside him, his daughter Yan Yu also knelt in terror.
“Hmph.” Chun Yufeng snorted, his icy gaze sweeping over them with disdain.
Yan Wen was paralyzed with fear, his mind in chaos.
He knew all too well—even the master of his apothecary, despite some standing, wouldn’t dare speak up against the Misty Cloud Pavilion’s owner. Let alone a mere alchemist like himself.
“Father…” Yan Yu whispered in despair. What fate awaited her in the hands of the Misty Cloud Pavilion’s master? At best, she’d be toyed with by the guests; at worst, she’d be tortured to death.
“Whoosh.”
A figure materialized out of thin air—a gray-robed elder who positioned himself before the kneeling father and daughter. With a wave of his hand, a surge of spatial force blasted the two descending maidservants, sending them flying backward.
“Tian Yizhi?” Chun Yufeng’s cold gaze fell upon the gray-robed elder. Recognizing him as Tian Yizhi, a guest elder of the Flaming Fire Marquis, he frowned.
At that moment, another carriage soared through the sky, carrying a handsome youth. Two Blackflow Cloud Howlers lounged before him, while nine stern guards stood behind.
“Pavilion Master Chun, what’s this? Trying to steal even my maidservants now?” The handsome youth sat calmly, stroking the sleek fur of the massive Howler beside him. His voice echoed across the street, where countless cultivators dared not make a sound.
“Young Master Xueying?” Chun Yufeng forced a smile, though his brow furrowed slightly as he glanced at the obese giant beside him.
The obese giant’s eyes gleamed coldly as he stared at Dongbo Xueying across the distance.
Dongbo Xueying returned the gaze, equally unflinching.
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