Recalling the Saintess of the Ice Phoenix Sect, a look of nostalgia crossed Ye Yun’s face.
Ah, that young lass! With her stunning figure and a beauty that could outshine the moon and make flowers blush—she was truly a sight to behold! It was just that she always wore a frosty, stern expression on her beautiful little face, as if everyone owed her money, which was incredibly vexing. So, whenever Ye Yun had nothing better to do, he would go and tease this Saintess.
The relations between the two Eternal Level Sects were extremely strained, frequently leading to warfare. Fortunately, both sides exercised restraint and didn’t engage in truly decisive, all-out battles, allowing both Sects to preserve their strength.
Otherwise, if these two titanic Eternal Level Sects were to truly wage an all-out war, the entire Cangnan Continent would likely be unable to withstand the ensuing devastation.
Upon reaching the third floor, Luo Li found an attendant, asked for an available private room, and took the lead in entering. She found the room’s ambiance elegant and hurried back to Ye Yun, smiling, "Ancestor, this private room’s environment is quite nice. Shall we dine here?"
"Alright!" Ye Yun nodded and stepped inside.
Jun Moxiao stood at the entrance, clasping his sword with both hands, his expression highly vigilant.
Luo Li, on the other hand, entered the private room and stood beside Ye Yun, smiling obediently, "Ancestor, what would you like to eat? I’ll go place the order for you."
Ye Yun grinned, "No need to go through all that trouble. Just bring us all the signature dishes from here."
"Yes, Ancestor." Luo Li immediately turned and went out to arrange the order with an attendant.
Ye Yun’s gaze pierced through the wall. Seeing Jun Moxiao at the door, vigilant as if facing a formidable enemy, he couldn’t help but find it amusing.
"Jun Moxiao, no need to stand there like a statue. Come on in," Ye Yun instructed.
Jun Moxiao shook his head resolutely, "Ancestor, you go ahead and enjoy your meal. I’m worried that someone might attempt to snatch our private room."
Seeing Jun Moxiao’s unflinching loyalty, Ye Yun decided to let it pass.
For Ye Yun, who was in the True God Realm, the desire to eat some mortal food was simply to reminisce about his time on Earth.
Just then, Luo Li trotted back in and stood beside Ye Yun.
"Luo Li, come sit down and eat something too."
"Ancestor, I’m not hungry at all. And truthfully, I don’t have much interest in worldly food," Luo Li said, waving her hands repeatedly, her face slightly flushed.
In fact, she had already consumed a Dragon Tiger Pill on the way. The pill’s potent effects still made her feel uncomfortably bloated, so she couldn’t eat anything at that moment.
"Alright then." Ye Yun naturally understood, smiled faintly, and didn’t point it out.
Soon, a variety of exquisite dishes were served on the table.
Ye Yun casually noticed that the young attendant serving the dishes looked frightened, seemingly harboring a deep fear of this particular private room. He began to leisurely enjoy his mortal delicacies.
It seems... the person who reserved this private room has quite an extraordinary status. This young attendant is also afraid of their identity.
A thought suddenly struck Ye Yun, and his gaze shifted to the cashier’s counter on the first floor. The tavern’s old shopkeeper was currently as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
At this very moment, several youths dressed in blood-red robes walked in from outside. These youths were valiant and extraordinary, each one exuding a formidable killing intent, as if shrouded in an aura of fresh blood. They were clearly not to be trifled with.
"Shopkeeper, which floor is our private room on?" asked the leader, a youth with a jade-like complexion, around seventeen or eighteen years old. Despite his youth, he was already at the sixth level of the Origin Sea Realm.
The old shopkeeper’s face instantly turned grim. He hurriedly stepped forward, a fawning smile on his face, "Young Master Bai, you’ve arrived just in time! Three unreasonable guests upstairs have actually occupied your private room."
"What? Someone dared to occupy the private room?" Before the youth surnamed Bai could even speak, the youths behind him erupted in anger.
"Interesting!" A cold glint flashed across Bai Yufeng’s bewitchingly handsome face. He sneered, "Excellent. In Solitary Cloud City, someone actually dares to snatch the private room reserved by my Blood Robe Sect!"
"Senior Brother Bai, let’s go up and see who these blind fools are! We’ll definitely break their damn legs!" exclaimed one youth, his eyes bloodshot and brimming with killing intent.
"Let’s go!" Bai Yufeng snorted heavily and led his group of junior brothers to the third floor.
"Attendant, where is our private room?" As soon as they reached the top of the stairs, Bai Yufeng grabbed an attendant by the landing.
The young attendant, recognizing these youths in blood-red robes, turned pale with fright and quickly pointed in a certain direction.
Bai Yufeng tilted his head, looking in that direction. He saw a youth standing at the entrance of that private room, a longsword in hand, his expression vigilant. He sized him up and down, discovering that this person’s cultivation base was not low—fourth level of the Origin Sea Realm.
But so what? Their Blood Robe Sect was one of the ten great powers of the Ancient Moon Dynasty, and the few of them present were also in the Origin Sea Realm. The Blood Robe Sect even had a branch in Solitary Cloud City. Bai Yufeng couldn’t believe that someone had dared to snatch a private room right under their noses, on their own turf. This was a blatant slap in the face to the Blood Robe Sect.
A surge of anger flared within him. Bai Yufeng’s face darkened as he strode forward.
At this point, Jun Moxiao also saw the group. His lips curled, and a cruel smile appeared on his young, tender face.
So, the arrivals were disciples of the infamous Blood Robe Sect.
"You dare to snatch the private room?" Bai Yufeng advanced to about three meters away, his hand on his sword hilt, glaring coldly at Jun Moxiao.
"First come, first served. How can you call it snatching?" Jun Moxiao replied, his eyelids lowered, his expression impassive.
"He dares to snatch from our Blood Robe Sect! Kill him!" several Blood Robe Sect disciples beside him roared angrily.
They all drew their swords, shouting as they rushed towards Jun Moxiao.
"Little Junior Brother, I’ll help you!" Luo Li suddenly rushed out, sword in hand. She and Jun Moxiao, side by side, manipulated their sword light and charged into the fight.
Two against seven. In an instant, both sides were locked in fierce combat.
Jun Moxiao faced Bai Yufeng, who was at the sixth level of the Origin Sea Realm. Luo Li, meanwhile, took on the other six Origin Sea Realm disciples of the Blood Robe Sect by herself.
Streaks of sword light flew through the air. Accompanied by successive shrieks of pain, the Blood Robe Sect disciples were struck by swords one after another, blood gushing from their wounds. They were no match at all.
The entire third floor, due to the rampant Sword Qi, saw most of its tables, chairs, and rooms destroyed. The tavern’s losses were truly disastrous.
"Who are you people?" Bai Yufeng stared at the young pair in shock, clutching the bleeding hole in his shoulder. These two didn’t have high cultivation realms, yet their swordsmanship was executed with divine skill. Their combat prowess was unbelievably high! At a glance, it was clear they were exceptional Disciples of Heaven’s Pride, nurtured by some major Sect.
"Leave your swords and storage rings, and you can scram. Otherwise, none of you will be leaving at all! Understand?" Luo Li brought her Supreme Divine Dragon Sword to her lips, gently blowing on the blade. A mocking smile played on her exquisite little face.