Chapter 49 My Junior Brother's Happy Life (Part 7) My Junior Brother, I'll Spoil Him...
"I'm just here to buy some things at the auction. Is there any business I can discuss with Manager Feng?" Song Ce raised an eyebrow and said gently.
"To be honest, the Chang Le City Auction House is backed by the City Lord. The City Lord has devoted himself to the people of the city, using spiritual power to maintain the already dilapidated protective array. Ten years ago, the City Lord found a way to repair the protective array in a secret realm. After the repair is completed, nine top-grade spirit stones will be needed to activate the protective array. We have searched everywhere for many years and only managed to find two. These items are of great importance to the entire Chang Le City. If Fellow Daoist Jun Ming is willing to part with these two top-grade spirit stones, Chang Le City can accept any condition." Manager Feng's voice was quite sincere, and his eyes were full of expectation as he looked at Song Ce.
She knew full well that her beauty could soften men's hearts. Those cultivators coming and going in Chang Le City, outwardly righteous and awe-inspiring, were actually full of wicked and immoral thoughts. Therefore, she used her body to make deals with these cultivators who came to Chang Le City, gaining considerable benefits.
She would do everything in her power to obtain the connections, resources, and money her lord needed, even if it meant her immediate death...
Seeing the dazed look in Feng's eyes, Song Ce smiled gently, as warm as the spring sun, and said, "Since this can save the people of Chang Le City, I naturally have no objection."
Upon hearing this, Steward Feng was secretly delighted, but on the surface he maintained a warm demeanor. "In that case, Fellow Daoist Junming, please come with me to the City Lord's Mansion!"
Song Ce followed Steward Feng and the two maids in yellow out of Chang Le City. However, after leaving the city, the roads gradually became narrow and rugged, and the surrounding scenery became increasingly desolate.
Qin Nian'an grabbed Song Ce's large hand with considerable unease. Song Ce patted his head reassuringly, then took out the Moonlit Robe he had obtained from the Vast Ocean Ring and put it on Qin Nian'an.
The moment the gorgeous robe was put on, it automatically clung to Qin Nian'an's body, enveloping his small frame. Qin Nian'an gripped Song Ce's large, well-defined hand tightly, feeling the warmth emanating from Song Ce's palm. The little boy felt an unprecedented sense of security.
"Fellow Daoist Junming is so kind to your disciple," Master Feng remarked with a smile.
Song Ce smiled and asked, feigning confusion, "Master Feng, why is the City Lord's Mansion located in such a remote place?"
Upon hearing this, Feng, the head of the department, felt a pang of anxiety, but she remained calm and smiled, saying, "Fellow Daoist Junming, you may not know this, but the City Lord prefers tranquility. Since she became the City Lord, the new City Lord's Mansion has been rebuilt here. We will be there soon."
Song Ce smiled faintly, picked up Qin Nian'an, and stopped.
"I think this place is quite good. It's deserted and has a magic array hidden inside. It would be the perfect place to kill and plunder."
Feng, the steward, changed his expression slightly. "I don't understand what Fellow Daoist Junming means."
Song Ce remained calm and composed, looking at the yellow-clad maid to the left of Chief Feng. "If Chief Feng doesn't understand, perhaps this Venerable One could personally explain it to me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a blood-red light suddenly shone around them, appearing particularly eerie in this desolate place. The head steward, Feng, had already stepped back, addressing him respectfully as "Your Excellency," and stood deferentially behind the yellow-clad maid.
"Young friend, you do have some discernment." The maid in yellow walked slowly to Song Ce, her voice as light and childlike as a child's.
She looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, with a beautiful face and eyes that were like a clear spring, revealing a cunning and lively quality.
"Stop hiding, come out now," Song Ce said with a faint smile.
The maid in yellow chuckled softly upon hearing this and asked gently, "When did you discover this, young friend?"
"Further words are unnecessary, please proceed."
Clearly, the person in front of her did not want to engage in this pointless maneuvering.
“Young friend, you are indeed clever, but it’s too late. Since you knew this was a trap, why did you still step in?” The maid in yellow asked, tilting her head in confusion, like a naive young girl.
“Yes, why?” Song Ce repeated softly, then gently instructed Qin Nian’an in his arms, “An’er, this is the second lesson your brother is teaching you. On this continent, bullying the weak is the instinct of cultivators. Few people will truly sympathize with the weak; they will only have awe for the strong. On the path of cultivation, only the strong are respected.”
Upon hearing this, Song Ce's aura completely changed.
First he reached the Foundation Establishment stage, then broke through to the Golden Core stage, followed by the Nascent Soul stage, the Deity Transformation stage, the Void Refining stage, and the Body Integration stage... Song Ce's cultivation advanced rapidly, only stopping when he reached the peak of the Body Integration stage.
"Impossible! This aura is..." The yellow-robed Venerable One suddenly took a few steps back. Just then, all three jade coins hanging at her waist cracked. These were the jade coins her master had left for her before he passed away. These coins could clearly sense the spiritual power of the people present. Once the jade coins cracked, it meant that the people present were far beyond what she could provoke.
Song Ce gently raised his hand, and an invisible spiritual energy barrier instantly formed, like an indestructible cage, trapping the people who had come to ambush him inside.
The Yellow-Robed Venerable was shocked to see this. She never expected that this young man's cultivation was so profound. But now the arrow was on the bowstring, and she would die whether she fought or not.
She gritted her teeth and unleashed her strongest move—ice rapidly gathered in her palm, transforming into a massive ice sword. The ice sword exuded a chilling aura, and the strange runes on its blade shimmered with a cold light as it fiercely stabbed towards Song Ce.
Song Ce put Qin Nian'an down, quickly formed hand seals, and a wisp of ancient and powerful law power flew out from his body and stopped on the spiritual energy barrier.
The wrath of the laws is as powerful as thunder.
As the tribulation lightning gradually formed above his head, the Yellow-Robed Venerable's face turned deathly pale. Witnessing this scene, his eyes were filled with resentment and despair.
She deeply regretted her carelessness. She had clearly divined the future when her subordinates reported the time that day, and the divination had warned her that this big fish should not be easily provoked. Yet, she had been blinded by the top-grade spirit stone... Over the years, she had enjoyed smooth sailing and had long forgotten how cautious she had once been.
The impending doom struck her like a hammer blow, shattering her blind confidence. This was the first and last time she felt the power of heaven and earth so directly.
"Who...who exactly are you?" the Yellow-Robed Lord asked in a trembling voice.
Song Ce placed his warm hand over Qin Nian'an's eyes and said gently, "Let's go, brother will take you back."
In less than three breaths, the group was utterly crushed and reduced to dust under the terrifying pressure of the power of the laws. When Qin Nian'an opened her eyes, only a dozen or so storage bags of various styles remained within the spiritual energy barrier.
Song Ce put the storage bag into the Vast Ocean Ring, took Xiao Nian'an with him, turned around and left this bloody place, teleporting back to Chang Le City in an instant.
A gentle breeze carrying the fragrance of osmanthus blossoms blew in her face. Qin Nian'an tugged at Song Ce's sleeve and said shyly, "Brother, I'm a little hungry."
Looking at the sign for Babaolou Restaurant ahead, Song Ce smiled and patted Qin Nian'an's head: "Come on, brother will take you to eat."
"Master, please come in!" The waiter, with great perceptiveness, led the two to a seat by the window on the first floor.
Song Ce flipped through the menu handed to him by the waiter and selected a few lighter dishes. The waiter said enthusiastically, "Immortal Master, would you and the young Immortal Master like some desserts? Our Babaolou's signature Hibiscus Cake is a specialty of Chang Le City, would you like to try it?"
Seeing Qin Nian'an's eyes light up instantly, Song Ce couldn't help but smile: "Then let's add a hibiscus cake!"
"Alright! Please wait a moment." The waiter noted down the names of the dishes, then ran behind the counter and whispered a few words to the manager. The manager looked in the direction of Song Ce and the other person, nodded, and then turned around and went to the kitchen himself.
A quarter of an hour later, all the dishes were served. The innkeeper also gave the two of them a pot of water as a separate gift, saying, "This is a special snow-infused honey water from Chang Le City. Please, esteemed immortals, try it for a taste."
Song Ce nodded, expressed his gratitude, and the shopkeeper tactfully withdrew.
At this moment, behind the moon-colored silk curtains hanging in the private room on the second floor of the Eight Treasures Pavilion, the group from the Qingyun Sect, although they had set up a barrier in advance, still carefully watched the two figures eating downstairs, afraid of being discovered by the senior whose cultivation level was unknown.
Lan Ying gripped the hilt of her sword and asked in a low voice, "Has the Tianyuan Sect made any moves?"
The disciple standing nearby quickly replied, "Reporting to Senior Brother, after the auction ended, Li Xuanzhi personally led two Tianyuan disciples and swaggered off to Miaoyin Tower."
Lan Ying didn't respond, but another disciple said with dissatisfaction, "I don't know which eye of these people on the continent is blind, putting our senior brother and that good-for-nothing together. In my opinion, Li Xuanzhi isn't even worthy of serving our senior brother by carrying his shoes!"
"Stop talking nonsense!" Lan Ying rebuked.
"Senior Brother, look! Isn't that the robe that the child is wearing the Moonlit Robe that person won this morning?" the disciple who spoke first exclaimed in surprise. "He actually gave such a valuable item to a little child?"
"If I had such a treasure, I would definitely wear it without hesitation. Unless the child is his own flesh and blood, I can't imagine why anyone would give a robe worth 200,000 spirit stones to a child for nothing."
"What's wrong with that? Human emotions are hard to predict! A few years ago, didn't Elder Qin of my sect marry a mortal woman? After she became pregnant, he specially brought her back to the sect to complete the marriage contract. He was so devoted!"
“What’s the use of renewing the marriage contract? His elder’s life tablet was still broken in the end. In my opinion, that mortal wife has lost his protection, and her fate is hard to say.”
"Ah, who can argue with that? Back then, even the eldest senior brother went down the mountain himself, but in the end, he still couldn't find the murderer who killed Elder Qin."
"However, I heard that this matter might be somewhat related to the Origin Sect that day..."
Lan Ying, who had been watching the two downstairs, widened her eyes slightly. Song Ce and Qin Nian'an, who had been quietly eating downstairs just moments before, were nowhere to be seen!
At this moment, on the second floor.
The barrier around the private room was as fragile as paper in Song Ce's hands; it broke with just a flick of his finger.
When the group saw Song Ce's figure appear outside the door, they hurriedly stood up in alarm. Lan Ying immediately stepped forward to protect the Qingyun Sect disciples behind her and said in a deep voice, "May I ask what brings you here, sir?"
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