"Welcome, esteemed guest! Little Feather greets you, immortal friend. Do you have a prior appointment?"
As Ye Yun stepped into the pavilion, a female fox spirit greeted him enthusiastically. However, there was a momentary pause as she registered his human appearance.
"A prior appointment? That's a pity. I thought the top floor of the Wentian Pavilion didn't require one. If that's the case, then I shall depart. I'll return another time."
Ye Yun smiled at the fox spirit, his smile as gentle as a spring breeze. Then, his demeanor shifted, becoming profound. Immense power erupted from his small frame.
"The... the top floor?" Little Feather was instantly stunned by Ye Yun's words. Her enthusiasm surged even higher.
As guides for the Wentian Pavilion, every coin they earned was directly proportional to the spending of the customers they guided! If she could guide a top-floor client, her earnings would at least match that of the previous half-year!
"The top floor? Brother Jie Ming, what are you going to the top floor for? Wouldn't that money be better spent on strengthening yourself?" Da Tian Liang, who had followed them in, was astonished by Ye Yun's words.
The money required for the top floor, spent on strengthening oneself in the Immortal Dao Tower, could be equivalent to a hundred years of his cultivation! Wealth shouldn't be squandered like this!
"Sir, our top floor does not require an appointment. Please wait a moment, and I will fetch our supervisor to escort you," Little Feather said, her voice filled with a hint of urgency upon hearing Da Tian Liang's words. She sped towards the second floor, fearing that this wealthy patron, Ye Yun, might leave.
"The service is still lacking. Not even a cup of tea," Ye Yun muttered to himself as he watched the petite figure disappear.
Truly, these were immortal beings from the game. Even a mere guide at the Wentian Pavilion possessed a figure and appearance that could dominate the Blue Star.
"Brother Jie Ming, I think Da Tian Liang has a point. We're just here to experience it; there's no need..."
"Greetings, immortal friend. I am Chuan Ren, the second manager of this Wentian Pavilion. May I ask if you are here to inquire about your destiny and fortune in our Supreme Chamber?" Just as Le Shan was trying to persuade Ye Yun to abandon the idea of going to the top floor, a voice echoed from the stairs of the pavilion.
A figure, less than three feet tall, descended the stairs, followed by the fox spirit, Little Feather, who had just rushed upstairs.
"A rat spirit? These immortal races are truly diverse," Ye Yun mused inwardly, observing the newcomer's face and the curled tail behind him.
"A human? Still human?" Likewise, Chuan Ren, descending the stairs, was equally astonished upon seeing Ye Yun's face.
While there were many in the immortal city skilled in transformation, none dared to appear in human form, fearing trouble.
"Yes, why else would I be here? It's more worthwhile to kill more star beasts in the Outer Heavens," Ye Yun said with a pleasant smile, looking down at Chuan Ren, who barely reached his waist.
Outer Heavens!
Everyone present turned pale.
The Outer Heavens was the most terrifying of the five great perilous lands in the immortal city. Those who could kill star beasts there were the strongest among the strong. Anyone below a sixth-level Immortal Lord entering would be purely seeking death!
"So you are from the Outer Heavens. Forgive my rudeness, Chuan Ren," Chuan Ren's polite, commercial smile instantly turned respectful. He then led Ye Yun upward.
"Brother Jie Ming is back from the Outer Heavens? Didn't he say he was a second-level Immortal Soldier?" Da Tian Liang asked Le Shan, watching Ye Yun ascend the stairs, led respectfully by Chuan Ren.
His previous claims of traversing the five great perilous lands were mere boasts. He had narrowly escaped death even entering the lowest-level perilous land and required half a year to recover from his injuries last time.
"How should I know! Perhaps it's true, or perhaps he learned to brag from you?" Le Shan retorted, then quickened his pace to follow Ye Yun.
The top floor of the Wentian Pavilion! Even just accompanying them would be enough bragging rights for a lifetime!
"May I inquire, esteemed sir, from which noble family do you hail? I don't recall seeing you before," Chuan Ren asked, still looking at Ye Yun's human face. Although many immortal races possessed transformation techniques, in this place, one's identity was recognized not by their appearance but by their cultivation techniques and aura.
"Heh heh, my family doesn't reside in the immortal city. We live in seclusion as a clan in the Outer Heavens! We don't easily visit the immortal city under normal circumstances."
Since the lie had begun, Ye Yun decided to embellish it further.
This...
Chuan Ren, who was leading the way, suddenly trembled. His demeanor became even more respectful.
As a mid-level member of one of the three top noble families, he was privy to certain secrets of the immortal city.
The ninth floor, spanning less than a thousand square feet, was entirely paved with golden nanmu wood. Intricate runes were embedded within, and the surrounding decorations were crafted from various precious materials, exuding opulence from every inch.
At this moment, a gaunt figure sat cross-legged on the golden nanmu floor. Countless runes flowed across the ground, emitting wisps of smoke, obscuring his true form.
"Teacher Chan!" Chuan Ren prostrated himself towards the figure at the stairwell and then quietly withdrew.
"Are you here to divine your fate or to tamper with your fortune?" a hoarse, deep voice resonated, carrying a chill.
"It is said in the outside world that the Chan family can dictate one's future with a single word and see through their destiny with a glance. I wonder if the Teacher Chan within this nine-layered Wentian Pavilion can see through my intentions?" Ye Yun smiled faintly, slowly approaching the Chan Master, stopping ten meters away, just at the edge of the runes on the floor.
"To tamper with heaven's will, the superior can decide life and death with a word. Young man, since you have come here, do you know it requires countless wealth?" The emaciated figure remained unfazed by Ye Yun's words, his tone as monotonous and formulaic as ever, without a hint of emotion.
"Wealth? Heh heh, I have gold coins in the hundreds of thousands. Is that enough?" Ye Yun chuckled indifferently, his words ambiguous.
"If so, then I shall take a look!"
As the voice faded, two deep blue lights suddenly flared before Ye Yun! The runes around the Chan Master seemed to come alive, radiating layers of energy. Ye Yun could clearly feel countless unknown energies in the air being drawn by the runes, pouring into the Chan Master's body. Then, guided by a certain ability, they began to flow towards Ye Yun's body.
"A pupil technique?" Ye Yun smiled, looking at the two blue lights, his thoughts unreadable to anyone.