owlsbooks Chapter 59 You too have experienced three years of prosperity?
Chapter 59 You too have experienced three years of prosperity?
Tianxing City, the fiftieth floor area.
A grand hall built of white jade stands here.
Above the main hall, there is a plaque several meters long with the three large characters "Starry Sky Hall" written on it.
"This is the teleportation hall leading to the outer space."
"Wang Ning, dressed in a black outfit and with her face covered, said..."
Beside her were Qingfeng, Yuanyao, Yanli, and Xiaowen Siyue, all dressed in black and with their faces covered.
"Okay, let's go in."
Qingfeng led the way into the main hall, with the women following behind him.
Upon entering the main hall, a spacious hall appeared before them.
Inside the hall, there were many teleportation arrays of the same size.
In front of each teleportation array is a small stone tablet with the name of the teleportation array and the destination.
Qingfeng scanned the hall with his divine sense and found that there were several cultivators talking to the Star Palace steward stationed there.
"Two are in the early stage of Core Formation, and two are in the late stage of Foundation Establishment."
After briefly checking his cultivation level, Qingfeng stopped paying attention to it and started looking at the teleportation location on the small stone tablet.
The four cultivators had obviously also seen Qingfeng and his group.
One is in the early stage of Core Formation, two are in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, and two are in the Qi Refining stage.
The leader, a Core Formation cultivator, gave his companion a wink and then transmitted his voice.
"Hey, there's some hothead here who actually plans to take two Qi Refining stage cultivators to outer space."
"Fellow Daoist Bai, my Qi Observation Technique indicates that the early Core Formation stage cultivator is not very old, and the people next to him are all female cultivators."
"Female cultivators? Judging from their attire, could they be young masters from noble families, taking their beautiful wives and concubines on a training expedition to outer space?"
"Hey, so what if they're young masters from wealthy families? They're all a bunch of pampered good-for-nothings."
The Outer Star Sea is not the Inner Star Sea; if you encounter a high-level demonic beast, you could die in its mouth.
The Core Formation cultivator with a scar on his face said disdainfully.
"Senior Ma is right. You are an expert who can hunt down level six demonic beasts on your own. This guy with his head covered is probably from some aristocratic family, and his Core Formation cultivation has been built up with pills."
How can I compare to a master like you, senior, who endured countless hardships to reach the Core Formation stage?
The late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator flattered him.
"Hey kid, you know how to talk. Once we get out of the open sea and hunt down some monsters, you'll get plenty of spirit stones."
The scarred-faced senior patted the sycophant on the shoulder.
At that moment, another group of people entered the hall; it consisted of two men and one woman.
Both men were at the early stage of Core Formation, while the woman was beautiful and at the Foundation Establishment stage.
After this group came in, they also saw the other two groups.
Qingfeng frowned as he sensed the divine sense sweeping over him. He turned to look at the new group of people.
"Isn't she the female cultivator who gave the necklace to that sycophantic monk at the auction? Judging from the current situation, she's hooked up with a new rich guy."
The woman's flirtatious charm was quite distinctive, leaving him with some memorable images.
Just as the three groups were sizing each other up, another person appeared at the entrance of the hall.
"Su Rong! You liar!"
The man who entered was a male cultivator in his thirties, the very same sycophantic cultivator Qingfeng had seen at the auction house.
"Xiao Luo, what are you doing here?"
The flirtatious female cultivator glanced somewhat flusteredly at the two newly-formed Core Formation cultivators beside her.
"Su Rong, who is this person? Do you know him?"
"Imperial Core Formation elder brother asked with a frown."
"Uh, Senior Feng, this is one of my suitors. I've already rejected him, but he keeps bothering me."
Su Rong put on a pitiful appearance.
"Hmph, you junior, stop your harassment. Su Rong is already my and Fellow Daoist Zhou's concubine. If you dare to persist, don't blame us for crippling you!"
The Core Formation cultivator surnamed Feng's face darkened, and he spoke with a chilling tone.
The cultivator surnamed Zhou beside him also sneered, took half a step forward, and his early Core Formation stage aura faintly spread out, pressing towards Xiao Luo.
"Wh...what?!"
Xiao Luo was struck dumb, his face turning ashen white from the overwhelming aura.
"Su Rong! Is what he said... true?! When you accepted my Purple Star Tear Chain, you clearly said you would consider becoming my Daoist partner! You lied to me?!"
The female cultivator, Su Rong, avoided eye contact, then straightened her chest and nestled beside the cultivator surnamed Feng.
"Fellow Daoist Xiao, we are just strangers who met by chance. When have I ever made any promises to you? You gave that necklace to me willingly. How can you ask for it back now?"
Senior Feng and Senior Zhou have treated me extremely well. I... I am already their concubine. Please stop daydreaming.
Su Rong said softly.
"A voluntary gift? Wishful thinking?!"
Xiao Luo's eyes were bloodshot, and his chest heaved violently.
"Fine! Fine! Since that's the case, give me back the Purple Star Tear Chain! You don't deserve to wear it!"
Xiao Luo wanted to step forward and ask for it.
"Hmph, what a fool!"
Upon hearing this, the Core Formation cultivator surnamed Feng revealed a fierce expression on his face. With a flick of his sleeve, a surge of powerful spiritual energy slammed solidly into Xiao Luo's chest.
"puff--!"
Xiao Luo had no time to react and was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string.
When the Core Formation cultivator attacked Xiao Luo, who was in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, the Star Palace steward in the hall simply closed his eyes and pretended not to see it.
"You brat, if you dare to bother my concubine again, I'll cripple you!"
The cultivator surnamed Feng said viciously.
On the other side, Scarface Ma and his gang stood by with their arms crossed, looking on with mocking expressions.
They rarely see such dramatic things.
"Sigh, fortunes change... You... I will remember you!"
Blood trickled from the corner of Xiao Luo's mouth as he stared intently at the people in front of him.
"With your meager cultivation level, you dare to boast here? Today I'll cripple your legs to teach you a lesson!"
The cultivator surnamed Feng raised his foot, gathering spiritual energy beneath it, and was about to stomp down hard on Xiao Luo's knee.
Just then, a figure appeared beside Xiao Luo.
The foot, clad in black boots, casually lifted upwards, blocking the cultivator surnamed Feng's downward stomp.
"Bang!"
A muffled thud was heard, and spiritual energy surged.
The cultivator surnamed Feng involuntarily took half a step back, feeling a tingling numbness in his calves.
He looked over in shock and anger, only to see a man dressed in black standing in front of Xiao Luo.
It was Qingfeng.
"What do you mean by this, fellow Daoist?"
The cultivator surnamed Feng steadied himself, his face darkening.
Upon seeing this, the cultivator surnamed Zhou immediately moved closer, creating a two-on-one situation.
On the other side, Scarface Ma and his group wore expressions of anticipation, as if they were watching a good show.
Qingfeng didn't answer immediately, but first glanced at Xiao Luo on the ground.
"You just said... 'Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river,' right?"
"Ah, yes, senior."
Xiao Luo quickly replied.
He thought he was in grave danger, but to his surprise, this senior would lend a helping hand.
"Fellow Daoist, are you perhaps trying to meddle in other people's business?"
The cultivator surnamed Feng said angrily.
"One should be lenient when possible; why go so far as to cut off someone's legs and destroy their moral character?"
Qingfeng calmly looked at the cultivator surnamed Feng.
"Are you going to stick your neck out?"
The cultivator surnamed Zhou, who was standing to the side, stared at Qingfeng and asked.
"It's not so much about sticking out, but this Starry Sky Palace is an important place in the Star Palace."
To engage in private combat and injure others here is a blatant disregard for the rules of the Star Palace.
Qingfeng looked at the Star Palace steward in the hall.
"Private fights are not allowed here. If you want to fight, go fight in the outer sea."
Seeing this, the steward of the Star Palace knew he could no longer pretend not to see it, so he walked over with a cold face.
The cultivator surnamed Feng glanced at Qing Feng, snorted coldly, and then walked towards a teleportation array with the cultivator surnamed Zhou and the female cultivator Su Rong.
Meanwhile, the four cultivators on Scarface's side, seeing that there was no excitement to watch, also headed towards the teleportation array of the three cultivators surnamed Feng.
The teleportation array has a maximum capacity of seven people. It costs 700 spirit stones to teleport one person, and it also costs 700 spirit stones to teleport multiple people.
The two groups stood on the teleportation array. After exchanging a few words, the Core Formation cultivators paid the Star Palace steward with spirit stones and teleported away together.