Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny IBWASFM Chapter 1360: 1357: Vermilion Pavilion (First Update)

Chapter 1360: Chapter 1357: Vermilion Pavilion (First Update)

There were still three days left until the so-called grand birthday celebration, a comfortable amount of ti. Thus, Xue An did not hurry and instead strolled leisurely through the streets, observing the various people passing by and feeling increasingly calm within.

The Destiny City was now a chaotic mix of races—Ghost Race, Human Clan, and even Demon Race—making the situation ever more complex.

Moreover, a steady flow of people was still making their way here.

Faced with such a chaotic scene, Xue An remained as calm as still water.

He knew very well that striking earlier would an encountering less resistance.

But what Xue An desired was not rely the death of the Destined Ghost Monarch—it was to use this act to intimidate the Ghost Race, who had gradually lost their sense of awe.

This was why he was patient enough to wait for the grand birthday celebration.

Besides, Xue An had not forgotten the faint tremor from the dinsional plane. He raised his eyes to gaze at the towering City Lord’s Mansion in the distance, the corner of his mouth curling into a faint, cold smile.

For soone capable of causing such a dinsional tremor to descend upon this place, they would need to be at least a Ghost Monarch-level expert, and more likely from the deep-rooted noble families of the Ghost Realm!

With this thought, Xue An let out a slow exhale.

It seems enough ti has passed—so long that this group has forgotten the blood-soaked suppression of the past.

Fine! You’ll serve as the perfect example!

To avoid alerting the enemy, Xue An did not use Divine Sense to probe the City Lord’s Mansion. After giving it a aningful glance, he turned and walked away.

Continuing deeper into the street, the crowd grew denser. Every face bore a hint of excitent, as if they were yearning for sothing.

Xue An paused slightly and looked up. The scene before him made him laugh out loud.

It turned out that as he andered along, he had unknowingly arrived at the most bustling area of Destiny City—the red-light district.

It seed that no matter the location or race, the places where brothels and entertainnt establishnts gathered were always the most lively. This appeared to be an irrefutable truth.

What’s more, unlike other areas, the brothels and establishnts here were vastly larger and more prosperous due to the Ghost Race’s strength and their peculiar traits.

Whatever you could think of was here—and whatever you couldn’t think of was here as well!

This reputation was so widespread that even people from other worlds visited here out of curiosity.

And now, because of the grand birthday celebration, the number of visitors to Destiny City had increased manyfold, among them plenty who were eager to broaden their horizons.

This made the red-light district far busier and livelier than usual.

Xue An chuckled and was about to turn and leave, but at that mont, a soft, feminine voice called out.

“Sir, please wait!”

Xue An paused slightly and turned to look.

He saw a woman dressed revealingly yet retaining an air of purity, standing in front of a Vermilion Pavilion. She smiled sweetly as she looked at him.

When she noticed Xue An’s gaze fall upon her, her eyes instantly brightened. Slightly stamring, she spoke, “Sir, judging by your appearance, are you perhaps looking for a place to stay?”

After saying this, Ah Qing nervously watched Xue An.

Even she didn’t understand why she had acted that way. Just monts earlier, as she passed the entrance and saw Xue An about to turn away, his aura and appearance stirred her heart profoundly. Almost involuntarily, she blurted out, “Sir, please wait.”

When Xue An turned and looked her way, her mind silently cheered.

A truly elegant and charismatic young man!

Clad in snow-white robes, standing tall and graceful, with striking sword-like brows, and those deep, srizing eyes—despite standing casually, he exuded unparalleled charm and an unshakable noble aura.

Such a picture naturally captivated Ah Qing, leaving her so flustered she even stuttered while speaking.

After all, as a Human Clan girl trying to make a living in Destiny City, it had been a long ti since she had encountered such a strikingly handso young man from her own clan.

What’s more… If she didn’t seize the chance now, there would be no opportunity later!

Ah Qing silently thought to herself.

Xue An understood what was going on and couldn’t help but smile.

That smile, like a spring breeze, left Ah Qing montarily dazed; she quickly regained her composure.

“Sir, please rest assured, my family’s inn is exceptionally well-known in Destiny City. Especially the culinary skills of our chefs, which are sure to leave you satisfied! Also, if you choose to stay, I personally would be willing to…”

As she spoke, Ah Qing blinked her charming eyes, her smile brimming with allure.

She never anticipated that the white-robed young man—one who seed fresh out of a martial arts sect—was utterly unmoved by her “offer.” He shook his head softly and turned to leave.

Seeing this, Ah Qing’s heart sank. She bit her lip, attempting to say sothing, but ultimately could only lean against the door fra with a look of disappointnt.

Of course, Xue An wouldn’t choose such a place to stay, nor did he pay any attention to the Human Clan girl’s invitation.

But as Xue An took his next step, a faint black light flickered at the top of the Vermilion Pavilion.

Though unnoticed by others, Xue An sensed it imdiately. His expression shifted as he turned sharply and looked toward the top of the pavilion, muttering a quiet “Oh?”

Seeing his reaction, Ah Qing was puzzled.

But soon, she saw the white-robed youth lower his gaze toward her, causing her face to blush.

“Sir, you…” She started to speak.

But Xue An smiled faintly, “What was it you just said?”

“Huh?” Ah Qing was montarily confused. “I just spoke about you, sir…”

“Not that sentence—the one before it!” Xue An said with a soft smile.

“I ntioned the chefs at our pavilion are excellent…”

Xue An clapped softly, “Great! Then I’ll have a taste!”

With that, he stepped forward and entered.

Ah Qing stood in place, stunned as Xue An strode into the pavilion. Her charming eyes widened but quickly shifted into crescent moons filled with delight, as she murmured softly.

“What an interesting fellow!”

After speaking, she happily followed inside.

The Vermilion Pavilion was indeed quite renowned, evidenced by the crowded patrons filling its halls.

Beautiful attendants and elegant iji flitted about like butterflies among flowers, adding to the bustling atmosphere.

Xue An, however, paid no heed to any of this. After taking a deep breath, he turned to the energetic Ah Qing, who was speaking without pause, and said calmly.

“Please arrange a guest room for .”

“Ah? That quickly?” Ah Qing paused.

“Hmm? Quickly about what?” Xue An seed preoccupied with searching for sothing and didn’t catch her words clearly.

“Oh, nothing!” Ah Qing’s face turned red, as she answered softly and gracefully turned to make arrangents.

Yet all her gestures and efforts were futile—Xue An hadn’t noticed her motions at all. Instead, he scanned the entire hall briefly before lowering his eyes.

“Is it one of their people?”