194: Chapter 194 Yu Yang City, Holy Tower Ruins

After three rounds of drinks, the atmosphere in the private room grew increasingly lively.

Pavilion Master Sun Daoxuan personally poured the wine, filling Ninth Elder Shen Qingyuan's cup one after another, his smile never fading.

Shen Yuanshan was even less reserved, his chopsticks dancing swiftly as the Spirit Cuisine on the table diminished at a visible rate.

Shen Quan ate until his mouth was oily, too busy to even speak.

Although Shen Chong ate refinedly, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Just then, Pavilion Master Sun Daoxuan set down his wine cup, his smile receding slightly to be replaced by a look of gravity.

"Senior, there is a matter, I wonder if you have heard of it."

Shen Qingyuan was gnawing on a chicken wing and didn't even lift his eyelids upon hearing this: "Speak."

"Over in Yuyang City in the Southern Region, an ancient ruin has appeared." Pavilion Master Sun Daoxuan lowered his voice, a glint flashing in his eyes. "A few days ago, the ruin emerged with a golden light shooting into the sky, visible for a thousand miles around.

According to scouts, there is a Sacred Tower in the ruin that towers into the clouds, its body carved with ancient runes, emitting a terrifying pressure."

"A Sacred Tower?" Shen Yuanshan stopped his chopsticks and raised an eyebrow.

Pavilion Master Sun Daoxuan nodded: "Indeed. And it is no ordinary Sacred Tower.

This Junior sent men to investigate, and the aura emitted by that tower was left behind by at least a Great Saint Realm existence. It might even be a Saint King."

Once these words were spoken, the private room quieted down a bit.

Patriarch Shen Tianze's hand holding the wine cup paused slightly, a hint of gravity flashing in his eyes.

A ruin of the Great Saint Realm level is an incredible event in the Southern Region.

In the entire Southern Region, an existence at the Great Saint Realm has not appeared for over a thousand years.

"Now, various forces have already sent people over." Pavilion Master Sun Daoxuan continued, "The Three Great Holy Lands, the Seven Great Sects, and some Hidden Families have all sent their younger generation Disciples. It is said that the Sacred Tower has a Restriction, and only Cultivators with a bone age of under thirty can enter."

Shen Qingyuan finished the chicken wing, took the handkerchief handed over by Luo Qingyue to wipe his hands, and said nonchalantly: "Under thirty? That is interesting."

"Senior, are you interested in this Sacred Tower?" Pavilion Master Sun Daoxuan's eyes lit up as he asked tentatively.

Shen Qingyuan did not answer, merely glancing at Shen Quan and Shen Chong sitting at the lower seats.

Both of them were currently listening with pricked ears, their eyes flashing with brilliance, their faces eager to try.

Especially Shen Quan; his expression was as if he couldn't wait to fly to Yuyang City right now.

"Ninth Uncle! Ninth Uncle!" Shen Quan couldn't help but speak, his voice trembling, "Let us go! A Sacred Tower! A Great Saint Realm ruin! Maybe there is a Saint's Legacy inside!"

Although Shen Chong did not speak, his clenched fists betrayed his inner excitement.

Shen Qingyuan leaned back in his chair, hands behind his head, and said lazily: "You want to go?"

"Yes!" Shen Quan nodded without hesitation, his eyes gleaming.

Shen Chong also nodded heavily, his eyes full of determination.

Shen Qingyuan's lips curled into an arc as he turned to look at Patriarch Shen Tianze: "Big Brother, what do you think?"

Patriarch Shen Tianze pondered for a moment while holding his wine cup, then nodded slowly: "Let them go. Young people must go out and venture; staying cooped up at home won't amount to anything."

"Great!" Shen Quan was so excited he almost jumped out of his chair, but was glared back down by Shen Yuanshan. He sat down sheepishly, but the smile on his face could not be suppressed.

Shen Chong also showed joy and bowed to Patriarch Shen Tianze and Ninth Elder Shen Qingyuan: "Thank you, Patriarch! Thank you, Ninth Elder!"

Seeing this, Pavilion Master Sun Daoxuan pointed to Sun Buer on the side and said: "Senior, although this brat's talent is average, he has some strength. May he accompany the two Young Masters?"

Shen Qingyuan understood Pavilion Master Sun Daoxuan's meaning and nodded: "Young people, having a companion is good."

"Thank you, Senior!" Pavilion Master Sun Daoxuan's smile was extremely fawning.

He had already received news that many Holy Land forces were heading to Yuyang City, and there was no lack of geniuses from long-established Holy Lands among them.

Those Holy Lands might not have much awe for their Taotie Pavilion.

Furthermore, the situation inside the Sacred Tower was unclear, and it was unknown what dangers lay within.

If Sun Buer were to explore it alone, the dangers would be unpredictable.

But following the Shen Family members, it would be completely different.

With this mysterious existence, Shen Qingyuan, watching over them, even if the Sacred Tower was filled with dangers, he could bring them out safe and sound.

Shen Yuanshan set down his chopsticks, looked at Shen Quan and Shen Chong, and exhorted: "After you go, act with caution. Various forces are gathered in Yuyang City, and conflicts are inevitable. Fight if you can win, run if you can't, and don't try to be a hero."

"Third Elder, rest assured!" Shen Quan patted his chest in guarantee, "I, Shen Quan, am not that kind of reckless person!"

Shen Yuanhe sneered: "You're not reckless? Last time at the Heavenly Sword Sect ruin, who rushed to the front and was almost beaten up by three Tiangang Sect Disciples?"

Shen Quan's expression stiffened, and he laughed sheepishly: "Sixth Elder, that is all in the past..."

Although Seventh Elder Shen Yuanlin did not speak, his gaze towards Shen Chong carried some expectation: "Shen Chong, be more steady and keep an eye on him."

Shen Chong nodded quickly: "Seventh Elder, rest assured, I will take good care of Brother Quan."

Hearing this, Shen Quan was immediately displeased: "Eh? What do you mean you take care of me? I am older than you! It should be me taking care of you!"

Shen Chong smiled shyly and did not respond.

Shen Qingyuan watched this scene, his lips curling into an arc.

"Alright, stop bickering." He stood up, hands tucked in his sleeves, and walked lazily towards the door, "Go back and prepare; we leave tomorrow."

Shen Quan and Shen Chong quickly stood up and replied in unison: "Yes!"

The next day, the sky was slightly bright.

Golden sunlight pierced through the mist, spilling onto the streets of Guangnan City, dyeing the entire city a golden yellow.

In front of the Shen Mansion, Shen Quan and Shen Chong were ready to set off.

Both had changed into brand-new martial attire, with Storage Pouches hanging at their waists and Magical Artifacts on their backs, looking spirited and full of vigor.

Shen Quan wore a crimson-gold martial outfit, woven from fire-attribute spirit silk, capable of resisting attacks below the Dharma Image Realm, and was of great value.

He grinned, his eyes full of excitement, exuding an air of "I am going out to venture into Jianghu."

Shen Chong wore a cyan robe, simple and low-key, but the fabric was equally extraordinary, embroidered with dense runes, with faint spirit light flowing over it.

His expression was calm, but a hint of anticipation flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Patriarch Shen Tianze stood on the steps, hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over the two, and he nodded slightly.

"After you go, act with caution. Think more when you encounter problems, and don't be impulsive."

"Got it, Dad!" Shen Quan waved his hand impatiently, "You have said that eight hundred times already!"

Patriarch Shen Tianze glared at him: "You brat, finding me long-winded? You will know how serious it is once you suffer a loss!"

Shen Quan shrank his neck, not daring to talk back.

Shen Yuanshan stepped forward, patted their shoulders, took out two Storage Pouches from his bosom, and handed them over.

"Inside are some Spirit Stones and Medicinal Pills, as well as a few life-saving Magic Treasures. They can be used at critical moments, so don't be reluctant to use them."

Shen Quan took the Storage Pouch, probed it with his Divine Thought, and his eyes instantly widened: "Third Elder, isn't this too much?"

Inside the Storage Pouch, there were neatly stacked thousands of High-Grade Spirit Stones, over a dozen bottles of healing and spirit-restoring Medicinal Pills, and even a few Heaven-Grade Magic Treasures!

Shen Chong also took the Storage Pouch, a hint of being moved flashing in his eyes: "Thank you, Third Elder."

Shen Yuanshan waved his hand: "Don't thank me; most of these things were given by Little Nine. He said that since you are going out to venture, you cannot be shabby."

Shen Quan and Shen Chong looked at each other, both seeing gratitude in the other's eyes.

"Where is Ninth Uncle?" Shen Quan turned his head to look around, "Why don't I see him?"

"Little Nine said last night that he wouldn't come to see you off today." Shen Yuanhe leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, and said lazily, "He said, 'It's not like you aren't coming back, why bother seeing you off?'"

Shen Quan's mouth twitched.

Well, that is very Ninth Uncle.

"Alright, stop dawdling, set off." Shen Yuanshan waved his hand.

Shen Quan and Shen Chong bowed to everyone, then turned and strode towards the outside of the city.