"Not doing business anymore?"
Upon hearing this, the shop servant’s expression slightly changed. He quickly glanced outside the shop, then lowered his voice and said, "Did you notice the two groups of cultivators battling on the street earlier, sir?"
After drinking the wine from his cup, Shen Chongxu nodded, "Is that fight related to your tavern?"
The shop servant waved his hands repeatedly, "Of course not, but... it’s not entirely unrelated either."
"Sir, you might not know, but among those two groups of cultivators, the ones who died miserably belonged to the original Tier Four Sect that governed Qingting City, the Changhe Gang."
"The other group is an external force, seems like they are called ’Golden Pavilion Sect’, I can’t quite rember."
"In any case, the Changhe Gang suffered a crushing defeat, and those dead cultivators were their elite."
"After Golden Pavilion Sect’s victory, they will surely start purging the remaining Changhe Gang cultivators and soon replace them to beco the rulers of Qingting City."
"The owner is afraid of getting caught in unnecessary trouble, so he instructed to close the shop quickly and not entertain any guests."
Hearing this, Shen Chongxu felt a bit doubtful, "Doesn’t the Changhe Gang have any strong forces backing them?"
"Is Qingting City so easily changed hands?"
Hearing this, the shop servant gave an awkward smile, "I wouldn’t know about that, sir."
"But ever since I can rember, Qingting City has changed owners four tis already."
"Whoever wins the fights gets to control Qingting City, and no stronger cultivators seem to intervene."
"I’ve heard the entire Fushan Country is like this."
"Not just small cities like Qingting City, even major cities in so provinces and the Sovereign is often replaced as well."
Such a situation?
Shen Chongxu was rather surprised upon hearing that.
A place like a city or a province, without any constraints, whoever is capable simply takes over, no restraint at all...
"The second matter."
Taking the wine handed over by the shop servant, Shen Chongxu temporarily suppressed his thoughts and slowly spoke, "Are there any powerful forces or Immortal Sects within Fushan Country that you’re aware of?"
Upon hearing this, the shop servant shook his head slightly, "That question is a bit difficult for , sir."
"I’ve lived this long but have never even left Qingting City."
"But I’ve heard so passing Great Cultivators ntion sothing about ’One Sect, Three Immortal Sects’."
"Roughly speaking, those four might be the most powerful forces in Fushan Country."
"Of course, the Sovereign, Your Majesty, is surely more powerful than the ’One Sect, Three Immortal Sects’."
Shen Chongxu nodded.
That’s a given; in such a chaotic situation in Fushan Country, if the Royal Lineage wasn’t stronger than the so-called ’One Sect, Three Immortal Sects’, the country would have changed owners long ago.
"The last question."
"Where in Qingting City do Loose Cultivators often gather?"
The shop servant was initially startled upon hearing this, then a peculiar smile appeared on his face, "That would definitely be Yi ng Lake."
"I’ve heard that Yi ng Lake is a place where Demon Hunters and many cultivators revel in intoxication and dreams."
"Besides the pavilions and towers around the lake, there’s also a seven-story boat on the lake."
"It’s said that the seven-story boat doesn’t charge worldly money but instead collects Spirit Crystals used by cultivators."
Hearing this, Shen Chongxu curiously asked, "Spirit Crystals?"
"Is there sothing special about that boat?"
The shop servant shook his head with a bitter smile, "I’ve never even been to the won’s quarters by the lake, so I wouldn’t know what’s special about that boat."
"However, rumor has it that as long as one has Spirit Crystals, entering the boat will be tended to by real Fairies."
"Those Fairies are said to be of unparalleled beauty and have mastered Bedroom Secret Skills that can make one feel as if ascending to heaven."
As he spoke of this, the shop servant’s eyes beca sowhat dazed.
"If I could ever step onto that lake boat in my lifeti, I could die without regret."
Seeing him in such a state, Shen Chongxu interrupted his fantasies with a faint smile.
He guessed that the so-called "Fairies" ntioned by the shop servant were probably so Female Cultivators.
Once mundane people set foot on cultivation, if willing, it’s quite easy to slowly change one’s appearance.
Only, most cultivators often do not care much for these things.
What surprised him was that cultivators with cultivation could easily join a force, or at the very least beco a Demon Hunter.
Why would they dean themselves and beco prostitutes?
If mundane people holding Spirit Crystals really boarded the boat, would they truly willingly serve?
"Sir, I’ve also heard that occasionally so beautiful female demons appear on that boat."
"Compared to Fairies, those female demons should be even more enchanting, right?"
Female demons?
Upon hearing this, Shen Chongxu’s expression suddenly turned cold.
"That’s enough, you have nothing more to do here, leave now."
The shop servant felt the surrounding temperature suddenly drop, shivered uncontrollably, and realizing he had misspoken, hurriedly saluted and, without further ado, quickly retreated.
After he left, Shen Chongxu poured himself another cup of wine, his eyes glistening.
Coming to the Southern Border, he originally considered whether he could assist the Shen Family in a different way.
The chaotic situation in Fushan Country gave him a thought.
He had watched the street battle in front of the tavern with clarity.
This so-called Golden Pavilion Sect, its strongest is likely only at the early to mid-stage of Fetal Breathing.
If he could gather so Loose Cultivators under his command, take Qingting City, use it as a base, and develop slowly...
Shen Chongxu’s eyes grew deep, and after careful contemplation, he felt this plan was worth a try.
Even if it fails, it wouldn’t cost him anything.
Having decided in his heart, he imdiately got up, took his animal skin long coat from the rack, left the room, and headed toward Yi ng Lake.
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