560: Chapter 560 Young Master of the Crimson Sun Sect

"We've heard enough news."

Xiao Ruobai set down his teacup, his gaze sweeping across the street scene outside the window, which remained bustling and prosperous yet was permeated with tension and hostility.

"Since we're here, let's look around. We should experience the atmosphere of Sunset City for ourselves."

The five of them paid the bill, went downstairs, and blended into the crowd on the street.

Unlike the boastful chatter within Drunken Immortal Tower, the atmosphere on the street was more direct.

Most transactions were completed in silence or through brief, urgent haggling, with eyes warily scanning the surroundings.

Occasionally, teams of Cultivators dressed in crimson attire with a simple blazing sun pattern embroidered on their chests would walk by arrogantly.

Pedestrians moved aside one after another; they were the patrol teams of the Chiyang Sect in this city, representing the local order and authority.

They strolled along, seemingly at random, but in reality, they were taking in the city's layout, the distribution of power, and the leanings of the people.

Eventually, Wang Xiaopang's gaze was drawn to a seven-story pavilion built entirely of warm white jade and colored glass, shimmering with faint treasure light, with a relatively "high-end" flow of customers at its door.

On the pavilion's plaque, three large characters were written in golden ancient seal script flowing with Dao Rhyme—Treasure Pavilion.

"This place looks like a money pit; there should be plenty of good stuff. Want to go in and have a look?" Wang Xiaopang suggested.

Xiao Ruobai nodded slightly. "We can."

At this moment, on the ninth floor of Drunken Immortal Tower, which was never open to the public, was a quiet room overlooking the entire city.

The master of Drunken Immortal Tower, Liu Tingfeng, dressed in a simple yet elegant brocade robe and possessing an Aura as deep as an ancient well, stood by the window.

His gaze seemingly skimmed over the street casually, but it had already enveloped the area where Xiao Ruobai's group of five had been, like an invisible spider web.

Watching the five of them walk toward the Treasure Pavilion, a very subtle yet lingering ripple passed through Liu Tingfeng's deep eyes.

"This bearing... this composure..."

He muttered to himself, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the warm window frame.

Just now, the five of them had sat downstairs, seemingly having an ordinary meal, but they possessed a clarity and stillness that was out of place with the surrounding clamor.

Especially when the leading young man in the moon-white brocade robe raised his cup to drink tea, the charm in his brow—as if everything was under control yet handled with indifference—actually reminded him of a scene from two years ago. Back then, a certain being had covered the sky with a single hand, and the ten thousand zhang of radiance from the Chengyun Immortal Palace had flickered out like a candle in the wind before him!

When that being descended upon this world, he seemed just like this, carrying a sort of detachment from the material world and a composure that treated rules as nothing.

"No, it's impossible."

Liu Tingfeng immediately snuffed out this absurd thought, and a hint of cold sweat actually broke out on his forehead.

"That being could easily destroy the Chengyun Immortal Palace; he must be at least in the Immortal Lord realm."

The five of them although extraordinary, their cultivation is only at the Void Immortal level after all. Their numbers and Aura don't match up.

However, once this thought arose, it was difficult to suppress.

Liu Tingfeng's eyes sharpened. "If they are people even slightly related to that being, will their appearance affect the Immortal Alliance's plans here?"

He could not go down to test them personally.

It was too risky and would easily expose himself.

But his Drunken Immortal Tower was originally the largest information distribution center in Sunset City and a stage where various forces converged.

Sometimes, just a light breeze could stir the pond water to see if the bottom was sand and stone or a hidden dragon.

His gaze turned toward the seventh floor of Drunken Immortal Tower, to that Heaven-grade private booth where the sound of music and laughter was always the loudest.

Inside the booth was precisely the Young Sect Master of the Chiyang Sect, Chi Lian.

He had his arms around several beautiful female Cultivators who were diligently urging him to drink, surrounded by a group of followers loudly flattering him; the atmosphere was lively.

Chi Lian's Face was slightly flushed, his eyes filled with drunkenness and his habitual arrogance, as he enjoyed being the center of attention.

Just then, the booth door was pushed open gently, and a female Cultivator dressed in a pale yellow gauze dress, with a charming appearance and a natural allure in her eyes, walked in swaying her hips.

She was one of the top stars of Drunken Immortal Tower, Lian Ying, and also Liu Tingfeng's most capable subordinate at reading people.

"Young Lord, you're drinking so happily here, have you forgotten about Lian Ying?"

Lian Ying pouted coquettishly, naturally pushing aside a female Cultivator next to Chi Lian, leaning in softly, and pouring wine for him with her fair hands.

"Haha, is Miss Lian Ying jealous? Come, have a drink with this Young Lord!" Chi Lian laughed loudly, pulling Lian Ying by her slender waist.

After a few rounds of wine, Lian Ying served Chi Lian so well that he felt completely comfortable and was beaming with joy.

Seeing that the time was right, she snuggled into his arms and mentioned as if in casual conversation:

"Young Lord, you've surely heard? A few days ago, it seems the Treasure Pavilion acquired a batch of treasures from an ancient ruin."

"This servant even heard Madam Liu and the others discussing it downstairs this morning, saying they were some incredible ancient artifacts."

"Many Fairies and madams went to see the excitement, but the price... I heard it's terrifyingly high."

Chi Lian, now in the height of his drunkenness, raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Treasure Pavilion? Has Lian Ying taken a fancy to something?"

In front of a beauty, he valued Face the most and preferred to show off his power and wealth. "If you like something, just say it! This Young Lord will buy it for you!"

A hint of smugness flashed in Lian Ying's eyes, but she feigned shyness and shook her head. "Young Lord is so good to Lian Ying~ However, how could this servant dare to hope? I'm just curious."

"Things that can catch the eyes of those madams surely aren't ordinary items. Why don't..."

Her eyes rippled with allure, and her voice softened further. "Why doesn't the Young Lord take Lian Ying to broaden her horizons? If there's truly something that catches my eye and the Young Lord grants it to me, that would be Lian Ying's greatest blessing."

Chi Lian, begged by the beauty's soft words and wanting to display his extravagance, immediately waved his hand:

"What's so hard about that! Let's go, right now! Whatever you like, this Young Lord will give it to you!"

"Young Lord is mighty!" the group of followers immediately echoed loudly.

The group rose at once and, in a grand fashion, surrounded the high-spirited Chi Lian and the smiling Lian Ying as they left Drunken Immortal Tower and headed toward the nearby Treasure Pavilion.

Meanwhile, Xiao Ruobai's group of five had already entered the Treasure Pavilion.

The interior space of the Treasure Pavilion was far more vast than it appeared from the outside, clearly having space Formations applied.

Various types of Heaven And Earth Treasures, Godly Weapons and Sharp Weapons, Medicinal Pills, and Talismans were categorized and placed within shimmering Restrictions, shining brightly.

The cultivation of the guests coming and going was generally higher, with the Aura of the True Immortal Realm appearing from time to time. Most were dressed luxuriously and had reserved expressions, quite different from the desperate air of those on the street.

The five possessed extraordinary temperaments. Although their cultivation wasn't apparent, the attendants of the Treasure Pavilion had sharp eyes. Immediately, a pretty and well-mannered female Cultivator came forward to welcome them, asking about their needs with a smile.

Xiao Ruobai only said they were looking around casually, so the female Cultivator sensibly stepped back a distance, allowing them to browse.

They walked slowly among the dazzling array of treasures, mostly just giving them a cursory glance.

Until they reached a relatively quiet corner on the third floor, where Ling Xi's footsteps paused slightly.

Her gaze fell upon a strange object placed alone inside a crystal cover.

It wasn't something particularly brilliant or dazzling, but rather a fist-sized, grey-white object covered in natural pores, appearing like stone yet not stone, like jade yet not jade.

It lay quietly on a velvet-covered base, emitting an extremely obscure fluctuation that caused a faint resonance with the Devouring Dao Rhyme within Ling Xi's body.

The nameplate next to the crystal cover simply read: "Nameless Strange Stone, suspected to be an ancient relic, contains strange fluctuations, function unknown."

Price: 8,000 Spirit Crystals.

"This item..."

A strange light flashed in Ling Xi's eyes. She could feel that this strange stone contained an extremely pure and uniquely attributed ancient energy.

It might have a complementary effect on her Path of Devouring.

"I want this item," she said directly to the female attendant standing not far away.

A professional smile appeared on the female attendant's Face. "Fairy has a good eye. Although the use of this item is unknown, it is indeed an ancient artifact. Please wait a moment."

With a movement of the female attendant's hand seal, the shimmering Restriction on the crystal cover rippled away like water and dissipated.

She put on special gloves and carefully reached out, preparing to take out the grey-white strange stone—

"Wait!"

A flamboyant voice, tinged with drunkenness and arrogance, suddenly rang out on the third floor of the Treasure Pavilion like a giant boulder thrown into a calm lake, shattering the tranquility of the place.