Su Qingchuan turned around and saw a lively looking young girl with a beauty that could rival flowers under the moonlight, but she only had the cultivation of the Qi Refinement Realm and carried an Iron Sword on her back.
Before Su Qingchuan could speak, Lingxi, who stood behind him, frowned slightly, stepped forward, and said indifferently, "Sorry, little girl, we have reserved this place."
The young girl clearly did not expect to be rejected and looked stubbornly at Su Qingchuan, biting her lip, "But this place is so big, it can accommodate hundreds of people, and your group has only ten, how can you monopolize so many seats?"
With an unchanged smile on his face, Su Qingchuan played with his paper fan and asked softly, "Why?"
"Because I paid money."
Looking at the girl’s face now, she appeared to be humiliated.
As if he hadn’t seen it, Su Qingchuan continued, "That, you should ask the restaurant owner. How can they reserve this whole floor for us? However, if he is willing to refund us the silver, we are happy to give up the extra space."
Su Qingchuan watched the young girl’s face shifting between pale and flush with glee, amused by the myriad changes.
It turns out human expressions really can be this varied.
Hearing Su Qingchuan speak , the waiter immediately stepped forward respectfully, bending over and apologizing, "Elder, I apologize for the disturbance. I will immediately have this girl taken away."
The young girl jumped up in anger, her eyes blazing with rage yet possessing a stunning beauty, attracting frequent glances from the guests in the opposite guesthouse.
"Hey, aren’t you the Young Master of the Joy Sect? I heard you always pity and cherish beauties, how can you bear to see a beauty look so pitiful..."
Across on the first floor, a well-dressed young man stood up sarcastically and accused Su Qingchuan’s group.
Recognizing a Young Master of the Joy Sect was quite easy, dressed in the most charming manner, surrounded by handsome men and beautiful women, accompanied by numerous attendants, glittering with gold, and many Magical Treasures—it made him look like a foolish man with lots of money...
Anyway, these had become the labels attached to Su Qingchuan on the Returning Ruins Continent.
Who could blame him when he had a Great Cultivator as a biological mother? Even though he seemed like a walking treasure vault and his cultivation was rumored to be stacked up with external resources, no one dared to target him.
Following the voice, Su Qingchuan looked over and, unsurprisingly, saw envy and jealousy in the other man’s eyes.
Listening to his words, dripping with a sourness that could be smelled from miles away, was truly ridiculous.
Hearing that these were the people from the Joy Sect, the young girl’s eyes immediately showed disgust.
"A bunch of shameful people."
She had heard too much about their romantic exploits on her way here and was utterly disgusted with this type of man.
Amused, Su Qingchuan reminded, "Hmm, but the ’shameful people’ you speak of each have a cultivation far higher than yours."
Su Qingchuan didn’t understand whether this girl was too foolish to see the situation before her or if she believed that all cultivators were kind-hearted beings.
Daring to spout such wild words to cultivators of a much higher level than hers.
The girl’s face changed, turning deathly pale, her eyes filled with annoyance at her own reckless words.
"But I couldn’t help but mutter," It’s just a spoiled rich kid depending on his overbearing mother. Just like those I saw too much before entering the Dao."
The man who was speaking before laughed out loud, "Exactly as this lady says, isn’t it just like that?"
Su Qingchuan, the spoiled rich kid, didn’t feel ashamed at all, but took pride in it, clapping his hands and saying, "Exactly, who let you be born without a good mother like mine?"
"You should blame your own parents for not creating a good cultivation environment."
Su Qingchuan, completely oblivious to punching people’s hearts, made a gesture of gratitude and continued with a smile, "Thanks to my mother, for giving me endless Spirit Stones, thanks to my mother, for providing me with countless Magical Artifacts, thanks to my mother, for safeguarding my cultivation progress, thanks to my mother, for letting me lead a life of unbridled pleasure... and finally, thanks to my mother, for making me so handsome and dashing."
Everyone around who heard this long praise of Su Qingchuan’s Mahayana Realm powerful mother were left speechless and choked for a long while.
You, you, you, come here... we promise not to beat you to death.
But even if Su Qingchuan lay down and let them make a move, they wouldn’t dare.
Didn’t you see? The man in black silently standing by his side—rumor has it, he’s already a Nascent Soul Cultivator.
A Nascent Soul powerhouse acting as a guard for a mere early-stage Golden Core youngster would make anyone jealous.
No, they were already dead with jealousy.
After singing praises of Su Li in a sighing tone, Su Qingchuan turned his gaze to the young girl in front of him, "Girl, if you feel unconvinced, why not take a detour and reincarnate again? Maybe next time you’ll be as lucky as I am now, having powerful parents like that is something not everyone can envy."
"If you can’t bear it, let me help you."
By the time the girl realized the sinister implication hidden in Su Qingchuan’s earnest words, she knew fear, trembling all over, and ceased her pointless chatter. Turning around, she hastily escaped.
Yet Lingxi was still furious, not letting the naive girl get away with it, as if the world really thought they, Joy Sect, were easy to get along with.
With a flick of her finger, a streak of Spirit Light shot from Lingxi’s hand, piercing directly into the girl’s body.
A shrill scream was heard, then silence followed.
Su Qingchuan, putting on a show, dramatically lamented and looked at Lingxi with a reproachful gaze, "Senior Sister, you were too cruel, regardless of her being a delicate beauty."
"I just used a little something on her to slightly change her appearance, it won’t affect her cultivation much. It’s just a small lesson, why are you making such a face, trying to disgust me on purpose, are you?"
Regardless of how things turned out for the girl afterward, seeing Su Qingchuan’s dominance, no more clueless folks dared to approach them after that.
Upon returning home that day, Su Qingchuan turned the whole encounter into a joke and told it to Su Li.
After listening, Su Li felt vaguely aware of an indescribable sensation.
Why does this plot sound so familiar?
Su Li couldn’t figure out what felt familiar for a long time until after Su Qingchuan left, she suddenly remembered.
Damn, isn’t this just the story of a rebellious common girl meeting a noble young master in a cultivation world...