Chapter 138 Eating while looking at handsome young men
The Dream Realm is about to open, and Tianlan City is brightly lit. The bluestone road is illuminated by the lanterns of the shops on both sides, and all kinds of signs sway gently in the night breeze.
Immortal cultivators dressed in Taoist robes and tight-fitting clothes came and went, while the night sky above them was adorned with countless floating spirit lamps, resembling an inverted galaxy.
In this bustling, vibrant, and dazzling "Never-Sleeping City," two lively figures, one blue and one red, darted through the crowd like two agile fish.
The girl in the light blue dress had a striking and flamboyant face, her eyes sparkling with excitement and eagerness. While pulling on the girl in red behind her, she pushed through the crowd and chattered, "To be honest, the no-fly zone in this busy area is such a hassle. Luckily, I booked a spot in advance."
The girl in red, who was being dragged behind her, was clearly a newcomer. Her almond-shaped eyes were full of curiosity as she kept looking around.
The kitten on her shoulder meowed along, "Host, we have to stick close to Tang's coattails. Without her, who would bring us to Dubai?"
Huali glanced at it sideways, "Do you think I'm the kind of person who gets things for free?" She patted her Qiankun bag and snorted, "I've been prepared for this for a long time."
Ao Bai: "How much?"
Hua Li raised her chin. "Twelve mid-grade spirit stones."
Just as Ao Bai was about to say something more, Tang Wanwan suddenly stopped and called out, "We're here!"
Karin looked in the direction she pointed and suddenly her eyes widened.
At the far end of the bustling city, a striking pavilion stands on the street corner. Its three-story eaves are adorned with dazzling glass lanterns, illuminating the area in front of the pavilion as if it were daytime.
The vermilion gate directly opposite was wide open, with a huge plaque hanging above it, bearing the three large characters "Chunxiaowu" in a flamboyant style. On either side of the porch stood four male cultivators dressed in gauze robes.
The gauze dress was more of an embellishment than a cover-up. It revealed everything that should be exposed: his strong chest, muscular arms, and clearly defined eight-pack abs were laid bare under the light.
They leaned lazily against the carved doorposts, their faces either handsome or aloof, their eyes like hooks, openly scrutinizing passersby.
Huali, who's incredibly promiscuous online but doesn't even dare to go to a bar in real life: "..."
Tang Wanwan raised an eyebrow. "I'm not lying to you, am I? This is just the receptionist at the entrance. I've found the top courtesans here today!" After she finished speaking, she tried to pull Huali forward, but she couldn't move her.
Hua Li paused for a moment, then said, "Wanwan, I suddenly thought of something. Is there an anti-prostitution squad in the cultivation world? Or do you have any connections? What if you get caught or something..."
Tang Wanwan was baffled. "What, Captain Huang? Of course it's related to our family's investment. Are you even going to eat?"
Huali paused for three seconds, then said, "Eat!"
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The male cultivator with phoenix eyes standing at the door saw Tang Wanwan from afar and immediately stepped forward to greet her, "Fairy Tang."
Tang Wanwan nodded, "I've made a reservation at Tingxuexuan."
The male cultivator with phoenix eyes immediately nodded and bowed to lead the way.
Huali exclaimed in surprise, finding that although the person was dressed scantily, their behavior was not as frivolous as she had imagined.
The two followed the man around the noisy hall and along the winding corridor to the third floor.
The moment I stepped onto the third floor, the scenery changed abruptly, becoming extremely elegant.
Tang Wanwan explained, "Chunxiaowu is designed according to the needs of different guests. The Tingxuexuan I booked is mainly for elegance."
Sure enough, upon opening the door, one was greeted by a wall of floor-to-ceiling windows with floral patterns. The long night street outside was shut out by silencing talismans, like a silent, flowing painting.
The interior furnishings were completely different from those downstairs. There was a small table and two couches, covered with plain-colored brocade cushions, with an ancient zither in the middle and elegant styrax incense burning in the incense burner.
As soon as the two entered, a male cultivator quietly served them dishes and sake.
"How about it? My taste is pretty good, isn't it!" Tang Wanwan looked at the bright eyes of the person and the cat with satisfaction. "The best is yet to come! Let's eat first!"
Tang Wanwan picked up a creamy white petal and put it into the rosewood bowl. "Try this. You need to replenish your strength after the fight. These are top-quality nourishing foods that I had the kitchen specially prepare."
Huali looked at the familiar flower petals with a puzzled expression. How could they be so similar to the "last meal" she had eaten in Sunset City? She tentatively took a bite and found that even the taste was almost the same.
Huali pouted, and was about to put down her food when Tang Wanwan asked, "How is it? This is a snow lotus that only grows once every hundred years in Tianji Mountain."
Huali was taken aback. "What did you say? A hundred-year-old snow lotus?"
Tang Wanwan casually shared some information, "Never seen one before, have you? This hundred-year-old snow lotus is the color of spirit rice white, and just one petal can restore most of your strength. If it's a thousand-year-old one, it's milky white like spirit milk, and the effect is even better."
Both the person and the cat froze simultaneously.
Karin swayed, took a deep breath, and asked in a trembling voice, "Then... what about the crescent-white petals?"
"That's a rare snow lotus, the kind that only grows once every ten thousand years! Forget about it!" Tang Wanwan waved her hand. "My father searched for over three hundred years before finally getting one, and it's still kept in the old man's treasure vault. He can't even bear to touch it... Hey, Huali, what's wrong with you?"
Karin clutched her chest, her back, which had remained straight through three rounds of auditions, finally slumped. "...My heart aches for you..."
Tang Wanwan: "Did you damage your heart meridian?"
Huali shook her head, "It hurts emotionally, and it hurts to spend money..."
Tang Wanwan thought she was talking about the century-old snow lotus, so she immediately waved her hand and said, "It's okay, the century-old one isn't that precious, it's only worth a few high-grade spirit stones."
Karin: "!!!"
The girl, who had been perfectly fine just moments before, turned deathly pale in an instant.
Under Tang Wanwan's puzzled gaze, Huali spoke with heartfelt emotion, her words tinged with tears: "Once, a sincere snow lotus was placed before me, but I did not cherish it..."
"I only regretted it when I lost it... If only God could give me another chance..."
“The Dream Realm,” Tang Wanwan rolled her eyes. “The Dream Realm is full of spiritual treasures. It is said that the divine artifact, the Reincarnation Sundial, is also there. That secret realm was left behind by an ancient powerful being. Legend has it that as long as you can find his cave, you can obtain his inheritance.”
Seeing Hua Li's eyes light up, Tang Wanwan slowly poured a glass of wine for the two of them, "But it's just a legend. Because from the time my father became a Golden Core cultivator until now, no one has ever found him."
"But the people of the Immortal Sect are not giving up, which is why there is a trial every twenty years."
Huali channeled her grief and anger into her appetite, and began to eat, saying, "Let me explain in detail."
"Forget it, forget it, there's no point in talking about this. I already told you I brought you out to relax." Tang Wanwan raised an eyebrow at Huali. "We agreed to eat while looking at handsome guys."
The next second, Huali heard a soft rustling of the curtain, and a man dressed in a plain white robe with wide sleeves entered carrying a zither.
The man had a refined and elegant appearance, and a pine-like demeanor. He bowed slightly before the two men and then sat cross-legged in front of the zither table. He gently plucked the strings, and clear, melodious music flowed out.
Immediately afterwards, two male cultivators with very different styles walked out from behind the curtain.
The purple-robed male cultivator in front held a jade bone flute with a perfectly measured smile. Behind him was a young man with red lips and white teeth, holding a pipa. He paused slightly when he looked at Huali, a hint of shyness in his clear eyes.
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