"Wanbao Pavilion?"
Bai Shengyi followed Qin Si for a while, looking at the majestic and ancient three large characters in front of her. As she read them aloud, she felt a prickle in her eyes.
"Don't look."
Qin Si reached out and covered Bai Shengyi's eyes, his long eyelashes tickling her palm.
He swallowed and explained in a gentle voice, "There's a Heavenly Soul-Seizing Array on these characters. Staring at them for too long can destabilize one's state of mind and lead to inner demons."
"How do you know?" Bai Shengyi asked curiously.
Just as Qin Si was about to change the subject, he heard a scoff from the side.
"Some people, I suppose, spout nonsense and trick others without understanding anything. I've been to Wanbao Pavilion more than a hundred times and have never heard of a simple plaque having a Heavenly Soul-Seizing Array."
Bai Shengyi looked over gently and saw a male cultivator standing at the entrance, seemingly waiting for someone.
His attire was extravagantly opulent, adorned with gold and inlaid with jade, his waist embellished with pearls and treasures. He was as dazzling as Feng Wuya had been earlier. Seeing Bai Shengyi looking at him, he struck a pose, thinking himself debonair and suave, but it came across as greasy.
"May I ask which sect this immortal fairy belongs to? I feel a sense of familiarity."
Yue Ming closed his fan, revealing a kind and friendly smile. "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Yue Ming, the fourth son of Yueqing Mountain. It is my fortune to behold such a beautiful fairy today."
Bai Shengyi averted her gaze, unable to bear watching, and said gently, "Please don't. I find it rather inauspicious."
Her words were direct and impolite.
Yue Ming's expression darkened, but upon meeting her stunningly beautiful face and her eyes, as clear and bright as autumn water and stars, he changed his tune and said dryly, "The fairy jokes."
"Yue Ming, son of Yue Mei?" Qin Si asked indifferently.
Yue Ming asked warily, "Do you know my father?"
He had hoped to use the name of Yueqing Mountain to strike up a conversation with the fairy!
If this person knew his true identity, it would be rather problematic, as he was well aware that he was not a true young master of Yueqing Mountain.
Qin Si, as if not seeing Yue Ming's apprehensive expression, stood calmly and poked holes in his veiled information with a chilling indifference.
"Your esteemed father is the third son of the outer mountain of Yueqing Mountain. He indulged his concubines and neglected his wife, with confidantes all over the land. Who doesn't know him? You are young, but you possess much of your father's demeanor."
What is it to say the most infuriating things in the most calm tone?
Qin Si was the embodiment of it!
As if that wasn't enough, Qin Si added, "Oh, but you still need to learn more from your father. At least your father is considered a man of principle in his affections; he wouldn't hit on someone else's lover. However, you have better taste than your father, but your brain is not quite up to par."
Qin Si cast a cold glance at Yue Ming, the small notebook in his heart already marking him down.
Yue Ming felt a chill run down his spine.
He examined Qin Si from head to toe, but could not find any information about this person in his memory. He couldn't help but frown, "Who exactly are you?"
Anyone would not have the audacity to criticize someone from Yueqing Mountain like this!
Qin Si did not answer Yue Ming. After all, he had said what he needed to say.
Qin Si led Bai Shengyi towards the interior of Wanbao Pavilion.
Seeing that he was not answering, Yue Ming instinctively took two steps forward, intending to stop them.
"You stop right there!"
Qin Si held Bai Shengyi's hand and continued forward, "Don't mind him."
At the same time, a娇嗔 (chidingly coquettish) complaint came from not far away.
"Young Master Yue, you're too rushed this time. This fairy hasn't even had time to wash and get ready. Please don't mind if I'm not presentable later."
Yue Ming's intended companion had arrived.
Normally, he would have eagerly rushed forward to greet her. But now, he only wanted to know the identities of the man and woman in front of him.
However, the person he was waiting for did not have such a good temper. Seeing Yue Ming's lack of reaction, she immediately stood not far from the shop entrance and shouted, "Yue Ming! Yue Ming! Can you hear me?"
Her sharp voice seemed intent on making everyone in Wanbao Pavilion hear her.
Yue Ming had no choice but to step forward to placate her. "Fairy Xuelan, what are you doing? I was merely lost in thought for a moment. It's not good for people to see you like this."
After speaking, Yue Ming turned to continue pursuing Bai Shengyi and Qin Si. However, in just this brief moment, he could no longer see the shadows of the two.
And Rong Xuelan was successfully provoked!
"Hmph! You think I'm embarrassing? Yue Ming, let me tell you, it's your good fortune that I came to meet you. Don't be ungrateful and anger me."
She was already annoyed by meeting that pair of disgusting people! How dare Yue Ming, that greasy good-for-nothing, look down on her?
If it weren't for the sake of Yueqing Mountain, would she want to waste her time with this useless man?
Rong Xuelan's disdain and displeasure towards Yue Ming were evident on her face, not restrained in the slightest.
In the past, if a beauty was so angry, Yue Ming would surely feel reluctant and hasten to coax her with soft words. But today, after meeting the fairy before, Yue Ming understood what it meant for there to be people beyond people, and he felt that Rong Xuelan was not as beautiful anymore.
"Yue Ming!"
Seeing that Yue Ming remained frozen in place without any reaction, Rong Xuelan's expression changed instantly, becoming extremely unpleasant. She felt utterly humiliated and turned to leave.
"Hey! Fairy Xuelan, please don't be angry. It's my fault..." After all, he didn't want to offend her completely, so Yue Ming quickly went after her.
Wanbao Pavilion, a special organization that could stand shoulder to shoulder with Thousand Demon Pavilion and occupy one of the two pavilion seats, was less of a sect and more of a top-tier trading venue.
Its headquarters remained unknown to this day, but its shops were spread across the east, west, north, south, and center of the Divine启 Continent. No one knew who the patron behind Wanbao Pavilion was, but everyone knew that the transactions within Wanbao Pavilion were honest and reliable, and the items traded were extremely diverse. Whatever rare and peculiar things one desired, Wanbao Pavilion was the right place to go.
It was said that the rapid rise of the Divine启 Continent's Treasure Auction House was due to its connection with Wanbao Pavilion from the outer continent.
Inside Wanbao Pavilion, Qin Si refused the service of the pavilion's specialized attendants who explained things to guests. He and Bai Shengyi strolled through leisurely on their own.
The pavilion that looked like a simple shop from the outside actually contained immense depth. The entire pavilion had been lavishly decorated with spatial array formations. While it appeared to be only one story from the outside, stepping inside revealed a total of five floors.
"The first floor has ores and spiritual items below the ninth rank. The second floor has spiritual plants, etc., below the ninth rank. The third floor has spirit beasts, etc., below the ninth rank. The fourth floor has spiritual artifacts below the Heavenly rank, and the fifth floor has everything."
As Qin Si spoke, he led Bai Shengyi directly to the fifth floor.
"I recall that this branch in Nügui City recently acquired a Saint-rank Crimson Ying Fruit Tree. You've broken through to Nascent Soul, haven't you? Eating this will be perfect for nourishing your divine sense."
There were very few cultivators on the fifth floor. Hearing Qin Si's words, the cultivators present couldn't help but glance in their direction, but then quickly looked away.
Wanbao Pavilion had a rule: no provoking trouble within. Otherwise, one would be expelled from the pavilion. Therefore, cultivators who entered tried their best to avoid causing trouble.
Qin Si had an attendant fetch the Crimson Ying Fruit Tree. It was a small tree that fit in the palm of one's hand, yet it bore about ten finger-nail-sized fruits. Each one was bright red and translucent, like polished rubies.
"It is indeed a Crimson Ying Fruit Tree." Bai Shengyi fiddled with the fruits. "Such quality is very rare. It's a shame to eat it directly. Why not use it to refine a Divine Nourishing Pill?"
Qin Si had already purchased the fruit tree and chuckled, "Of course, either way is fine. You decide. There are also some materials for refining pills over there. Would you like to take a look?"
"Yes!" Bai Shengyi replied without hesitation.
As an alchemist with a slight hoarding tendency, it was difficult to control her purchasing desire when faced with so many rare and precious medicinal ingredients.