547: Manager Luo!?

Before he could finish speaking.

Ohm—

An indescribable, terrifying aura, like an ancient divine mountain suddenly pressing down and then instantly receding, silently enveloped the entire private room!

The air was so thick it seemed to solidify, and the larks flying outside froze for an instant!

The waiter felt his Divine Soul violently shake, and his knees went weak, about to collapse!

In his perception, this seemingly calm green-robed Cultivator instantly transformed into a primordial giant beast that swallowed the heavens and earth!

Thump!

It wasn't the waiter, but an old Golden Core Realm Cultivator at a nearby table who lost control of his mind.

He and his chair toppled over, sending cups and plates crashing to the floor, yet he seemed oblivious.

He merely stared in horror in Yao Delong's direction, cold sweat pouring down his face.

Yao Delong was expressionless, as if he had merely flicked away a speck of dust with a thought. He flicked a finger.

Ding ding ding... Ten Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, shimmering with radiant light and so rich in Spiritual Qi they almost formed mist, rolled precisely onto the floor at the waiter's feet, emitting crisp, pleasant sounds.

"Go prepare," Yao Delong's voice was flat and devoid of emotion, revealing neither joy nor anger. "The rest is your reward."

The waiter stared at the ten alluringly gleaming Mid-Grade Spirit Stones on the ground—worth a thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones!

It was a huge sum he might not accumulate even after decades of hard work!

The fear, which had felt like falling into the Nine Hells, was instantly shattered and dispersed by this immense wealth!

Ecstasy overwhelmed him; he didn't even stop to consider how he managed to stand firm under the pressure of a Soul Transformation-level existence!

"Yes! Yes! Thank you, Immortal Venerable! Thank you for your generous reward! I'll go right away! I'll get it done right away! I'll definitely get everything ready for you!"

The waiter almost used both hands and feet to scoop the Spirit Stones into his embrace, moving so fast only afterimages remained.

His fawning smile almost split to his ears, and he scrambled and rolled, then rushed out of the private room door like the wind.

What limited supply? What sold out? In the face of absolute financial power and terrifying strength, rules instantly became incredibly "flexible"!

This scene instantly fell into Qiong Shuang's eyes from the corner.

The silver-armored older sister's gloomy expression, caused by You Yuan snatching her food, instantly vanished, and she smiled like a little fox who had stolen a chick.

She elegantly picked up a newly served Hibiscus Milk Crisp Cake, but didn't rush to eat it.

Instead, she leaned towards Yao Delong, her eyes sparkling: "Big Brother! My dear brother! That was so domineering!"

Her mouth was stuffed full, and she indistinctly flattered him.

"That move of throwing Spirit Stones was simply awesome! Qiong Shuang can eat so many delicious things again!"

"Hmph!"

You Yuan, at some unknown point, was floating and sitting on the entire plate of newly served Five-Spiced Crispy Dragon Sparrow Spine.

Her small figure occupied the best spot, and she let out a dissatisfied hum from her nose.

"How utterly superficial! All you care about is throwing Spirit Stones at people! Didn't you notice that kid's Divine Soul was almost crushed? Tsk tsk, having eyes but failing to recognize a treasure!"

As she spoke, she quickly slurped up the most essential sparrow spine spirit marrow, leaving it spotless.

Yao Delong couldn't be bothered with their new bickering. Too much time was wasted on eating and drinking!

He gathered his thoughts, and his vast and intricate Divine Thought, at the Late Stage Soul Transformation, spread out like invisible tendrils.

It quietly enveloped the entire bustling Immortal Gazing Tower.

The conversations of Cultivators, the aftershocks of Divine Sense transmissions, and even the subtle fluctuations of Formation arrays surged into his Sea of Consciousness like a tide, being rapidly filtered and analyzed.

"Have you heard? Last month, a Golden Core female Cultivator was exploring the Ten Thousand Flowers Spring Roaming Valley.

She accidentally entered a mist-shrouded valley and came out with an ancient Jade Slip in her arms!

It was shimmering with radiant light! Some say it's eighty percent likely to be an Earth Rank High Grade Cultivation Technique!"

"You're really ignorant, aren't you? That Ten Thousand Flowers Spring Roaming Valley is rumored to be extraordinary!

It's a corner of an ancient Undergoing Tribulation stage mighty expert's Immortal Cave garden, naturally forming a wondrous scene where all four seasons coexist and ten thousand flowers never wither!

There are true fragments of dao rhyme Law in that valley!

Decades ago, the Hall Master of the Moyang Sect's Illusory Moon Hall was stuck at the Peak Soul Transformation for decades without an inch of progress. He went in for a stroll,

gained some insights, and not long after coming out, he broke through to Void Refining! That's Void Refining!"

"Hiss! Such an Opportunity exists?! Where is that place?"

"Hehe, you boy, don't even think about it!

That place is very mysterious. According to statistics from keen observers, seventy to eighty percent of those who managed to find Opportunities and survive are female Cultivators!

Or Dao Companions who brought female Cultivators in! It seems the ancient mighty expert who set up that Immortal Cave... ahem, had severe gender discrimination!"

A few lewd laughs followed.

Yao Delong's heart stirred slightly when he heard the keywords "Ten Thousand Flowers Spring Roaming Valley" and "broke through to Void Refining."

This place sounded quite miraculous indeed.

You Yuan was clamoring to look around, and Qiong Shuang found everything new... it would be a good place to satisfy them both and 'scout' incidentally... but this thought was fleeting.

The next moment!

Another table's slightly distant whispers, mixed with obvious schadenfreude, instantly pierced Yao Delong's ears like steel needles!

"Tsk, have you heard? That incredibly beautiful Shopkeeper Luo of the Myriad Medicine Pavilion in the south of the city, tsk tsk, truly a cold yet fragrant tough nut to crack."

"You mean Young Master Zhao San from the City Lord's Mansion? Haha, isn't that right!

He's been pestering her for half a year, and it's said he's sent a basketful of Spirit Pills, wondrous Medicinal Pills, and rare Magic Treasures, both openly and secretly.

He even sent top-grade spiritual materials from his ancestral home's renovation... But her? She didn't even offer a smile!

She treated the gifts as trash, and as for him... he never even stepped into the Myriad Medicine Pavilion's backyard pavilion once!"

"With such behavior, can the City Lord swallow this insult?!"

"Heh! No matter how tough a bone is, it can't withstand being roasted over a fire!

I have reliable news... Tomorrow is the City Lord's three-hundredth birthday! Do you know where it's being held?"

"Where?"

"Right in the City Lord's Mansion's main hall! It's said that guests have been widely invited!

Hehe, it's said that Young Master San has already declared that at the birthday banquet, he absolutely wants Shopkeeper Luo... to perform a dance and play music in public!

And take her as a concubine... that will be his birthday gift! This is clearly a forced marriage! The soft approach didn't work... so he's going for the hard one!"

Before the words finished, several hushed but malicious laughs erupted.

Myriad Medicine Pavilion!

Shopkeeper Luo!

These words were like Nine Heavens Divine Thunder!

Crashing down on Yao Delong's tranquil heart lake!

That figure instantly emerged with perfect clarity from the deepest reaches of his memory!

The Medicinal Pill shop in the Sect market that was open all four seasons, the air filled with the bitter fragrance of herbs.

That woman dressed in an elegant, moon-white long dress, with gentle eyes containing starlight, and a charming, graceful demeanor.

Yet, she also carried a calm composure that saw through worldly affairs. Her smile was like the warm sun of autumn, warming him, who was then still unknown.

It was her! It was her back then!

When he was old and frail, with the System's help but no path for Dual Cultivation, overwhelmed, lacking resources, and lost about his future,

it was she, whether out of self-interest or other reasons, who gave him the initial resources for his rise!

That boldness and timely assistance directly formed his most solid and stable foundation!

Dong!

The smooth white jade teacup Yao Delong was holding and playing with instantly and silently turned into the finest powder! Sifting down!

An indescribable emotion—was it the stirring of a long-awaited reunion? Was it long-overdue guilt?

Was it fury upon hearing that an old acquaintance was trapped and humiliated?—like a volcano dormant for billions of years, it violently erupted within his chest!

That scorching heat almost burned away his reason!