288: Deterrence

Zhou Luo's appearance surprised Wang Lang greatly. He happily sized up the other party, finding that he seemed a little different from three years ago, but he didn't know where.

"Brother Zhou, come in and sit down," Wang Lang led him inside.

Zhou Luo took the opportunity to glance at the interior of the Xian Yuan Pavilion.

Three years had passed, and the decoration here was clearly more magnificent. Even the walls were adorned with golden patterns and inlaid with several dazzling gems.

It seemed that during these three years, Wang Lang had not failed him, making the entire Xian Yuan Pavilion more high-end.

He walked into the building inside.

He suddenly noticed that there was an additional area next to it compared to before. It was a room separated by jade, lavishly decorated on the outside, looking out of place with the surrounding antique buildings.

"What is this room for?" Zhou Luo asked with a frown.

He liked a simple and rustic style, so the non-public buildings in the backyard were all designed by him.

Could this suddenly added room have been built by Wang Lang himself?

"Cough, cough, Brother Zhou, this is Danshi Zheng's," Wang Lang said with some embarrassment.

Zhou Luo's eyes flashed: "Does a Danshi need such a luxurious place to live?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a somewhat arrogant voice suddenly came from behind him.

"What do you mean by that? Can't I, a First-Order Top-Grade Alchemist, have my own room?"

An arrogant-looking old man walked over, wearing a white Alchemist robe, his voice filled with dissatisfaction.

Zhou Luo had his back to him, his brows slightly furrowed.

Wang Lang's face was ashen, and he said in a deep voice, "Danshi Zheng, this is the Grand Manager of the Xian Yuan Pavilion."

Hearing that it was the Grand Manager, Danshi Zheng restrained himself a little and cupped his hands, saying, "So it's Grand Manager Zhou, my apologies."

He said it was an apology, but his expression clearly showed that he didn't take Zhou Luo seriously.

He had already heard that the Grand Manager of the Xian Yuan Pavilion was merely an Upper-Grade Alchemist, while he was a First-Order Top-Grade Alchemist, and was even only one step away from the Second Order.

Because of this, his status in the Xian Yuan Pavilion far surpassed others, and he was usually extremely arrogant, not even putting Wang Lang in his eyes.

This luxurious room built with white jade was also built at his request.

Zhou Luo didn't even look at him, just stared at Wang Lang and said, "Will you, a Shopkeeper, be controlled by an employee?"

Wang Lang pursed his lips, full of embarrassment and apology.

Danshi Zheng behind him immediately became dissatisfied when he heard this, and he said indignantly:

"Grand Manager Zhou, what do you mean? If it weren't for me, could your Xian Yuan Pavilion provide such good Pills? Could you have such good business?"

"In the past three years, how much profit have I created for the Xian Yuan Pavilion? Do you, a hands-off Shopkeeper, know?"

The more he spoke, the more agitated he became, and he didn't put Zhou Luo in his eyes at all.

In his opinion, Zhou Luo, an Upper-Grade Alchemist, although the quality of the Pills he refined was good, was ultimately just an Upper-Grade, which was a world of difference compared to his own status.

If it weren't for the fact that he was the Grand Manager of the Xian Yuan Pavilion, he would have already flared up.

"Get out!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Luo calmly uttered a single word.

As this word fell, a terrifying pressure fell around him. The pressure was as terrifying as a mountain, and in an instant, it made the arrogant Danshi Zheng fall to his knees with a thud.

He widened his eyes, his face filled with fear, and a huge wave of shock surged in his heart.

The immense pressure made him feel as if he was being crushed by ten thousand High Mountains, and his bones were making cracking sounds.

Finally, he couldn't support himself and was completely pressed to the ground with a slap, unable to move.

Wang Lang also stared at this scene dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning.

Boom—

The next second, a strong wind rose from behind him, and Danshi Zheng was directly sent flying, shooting out like a cannonball, accurately hitting the street outside the Xian Yuan Pavilion, causing passersby to stop and watch.

"Huh? Isn't that Danshi Zheng? Was he thrown out?"

"Haha, he has this day too."

"Interesting, interesting. Did he offend some important person?"

...

For a moment, the Cultivators on the street all made mocking sounds.

It seemed that everyone had a bad impression of this Danshi Zheng.

Now, seeing him in such a sorry state, they all kicked him while he was down.

And Danshi Zheng, lying on the ground, spitting blood, his face full of fear.

Foundation Establishment Realm!

His heart was full of shock, and he had no thought of refuting. He quickly got up and fled from here in a sorry state.

In the Immortal City, there were at least a dozen Foundation Establishment Experts.

Even his own Master was a Foundation Establishment Expert.

But in front of Qi Training cultivators, Foundation Establishment Experts were like the sky. Regardless of age or status, they had to be called Senior.

What's more, his Master would not offend such a young Foundation Establishment Expert for him. If the other party were to really vent his anger on him, ten lives would not be enough.

Thinking of what he had just said to the other party, Danshi Zheng had the urge to kill himself.

At this moment, he wished he had four legs to quickly escape from here.

Inside the Xian Yuan Pavilion, Wang Lang stared at the other party with wide eyes, his voice trembling slightly.

"Senior... have you successfully reached Foundation Establishment?"

Originally, he was going to continue calling him Brother Zhou, but when he thought that the other party was already in the Foundation Establishment Realm, he quickly changed his address.

Zhou Luo nodded slightly and said coldly, "What kind of people have you hired?"

He didn't expect Wang Lang to hire such an arrogant and self-important person for the shop.

Such a person would only ruin the reputation of the Xian Yuan Pavilion.

Wang Lang said very guiltily, "Senior Zhou, the Pills he refines are still of good quality, and his Master is Danshi Sun."

The Danshi Sun he mentioned was Geng Feng's Master, the Second-Order Alchemist.

This was one of the reasons why he was so arrogant.

Zhou Luo's eyes darkened, and he walked towards the main hall calmly: "He is just a Disciple of a Second-Order Alchemist. Why bother so much? Tear down that room tomorrow."

"Then calculate the cost of building that room and make that guy surnamed Zheng bear it."

If he had just entered the Immortal City, he might have been a little afraid of Danshi Sun.

But now he was in the Foundation Establishment Realm and was even a Second-Order Top Alchemist. Both his strength and Pill Refining level completely crushed the other party.

If there was a conflict, the other party would only have to apologize to him.

When could his Disciple ride on his face?

Wang Lang knew that Zhou Luo was a little angry and quickly agreed: "Senior Zhou, please rest assured, I will make the arrangements."

Previously, he had been subservient to Danshi Zheng, not because he really needed to rely on his Pills, but because the Xian Yuan Pavilion seemed to have a deep background, but in reality, it was just a facade.

Especially in the past year, it had been rumored that the Zhou Family behind the two Immortal Sect Disciples of the Xian Yuan Pavilion were about to be destroyed and would probably not have the chance to enter the Inner Sect.

This made him feel uneasy, and he only wanted to stabilize the other party and maintain the business of the Xian Yuan Pavilion first.

As for these requests, he tried his best to satisfy them.

"Well, you and I don't need to call each other Senior. Just keep calling each other brothers," Zhou Luo said calmly.

Wang Lang was immediately flattered and said seriously, "How can that be? You are already in the Foundation Establishment Realm. It is right for me to call you Senior."

Zhou Luo raised an eyebrow.

This guy was usually unrestrained and unconventional, but he was not careless at all in such matters.

"Forget it, you should still call me Shopkeeper. That's more appropriate. Senior is too distant," Zhou Luo didn't insist.

Wang Lang's heart trembled, and he nodded in agreement: "Okay, Shopkeeper."

He was very sensible and didn't ask how the other party had reached the Foundation Establishment Realm in the past three years. He just thought that the Xian Yuan Pavilion would no longer have to worry about being criticized for not having a background, and he could also follow the other party and live a good life.

Wang Lang even thought.

Could this Xian Yuan Pavilion be his Immortal Fate?

Thinking of this, his heart couldn't stop surging.