Chapter 674

"This is it. Fellow Daoists, please come in," the Fire Dragon Boy said with a smile at the two, then walked over swaggeringly.

As soon as he approached the pavilion gate, Han Li looked inside casually, and as a result, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Inside, it actually looked like an ordinary restaurant, not only filled with numerous guests eating and drinking, but also several waiters shuttling back and forth between the tables with trays, serving various fine wines and delicacies, and the sound of clinking glasses could be heard continuously.

And on one side of the pavilion gate, there was a wooden sign about a foot large hanging, with the eye-catching black characters "This building is reserved, outsiders stop" written on it.

"This old ghost Brother Tianjing is playing this illusion trick again, really!" But the Fire Dragon Boy muttered a few words to himself and ignored all of this, walking in with large strides.

And Han Li, upon hearing this, felt a stir in his heart. His spiritual sense swept lightly inside, and a strange look immediately appeared on his face. But he followed without the slightest pause in his footsteps.

As a result, as soon as the three of them entered the gate, the light in front of them dimmed immediately. The guests and waiters inside the pavilion turned into nothingness like bubbles, and the noisy sounds also stopped abruptly.

Han Li scanned casually; everything was empty, and there was faint gray mist all around. Only in the middle was an old wooden table, and on the table was a bronze oil lamp. Behind the oil lamp sat a gray-robed Daoist with a kind face, about fifty or sixty years old, who was looking at the three of them with a smile.

"I didn't expect Brother Lan not only to come yourself but also to bring Brother Lu. And this fellow Daoist in the green robe! My eyes are quite dull; I don't seem to have seen you before. Could it be a fellow Daoist who has newly formed a Nascent Soul?" After smiling, the gray-robed Daoist greeted the three of them enthusiastically. He actually made none of the three feel neglected, making people feel a trace of goodwill toward him.

"Brother Brother Tianjing, I brought two uninvited guests. You won't turn us away, will you?" A seemingly innocent smile appeared on the Fire Dragon Boy's small face, but his words were old-fashioned.

"How could I? I welcome all fellow Daoists here. Moreover, Brother Lu and I are old acquaintances. Only this fellow Daoist..." the old Daoist said with a laugh, his gaze lingering on Han Li for a moment longer.

"I am Han Li of the Luoyun Sect, a newly advanced cultivator. I hope True Person Brother Tianjing will give me more guidance in the future," Han Li stepped forward half a step and said with a cupped-fist salute.

"So you are a fellow sect member of Brother Lu. Tsk tsk, you don't look very old, fellow Daoist; you will definitely have a boundless future," True Person Brother Tianjing said with a face full of spring breeze, praising kindly.

"Alright, old friend. The others are almost here, right? The three of us will go up and take a look," the Fire Dragon Boy clearly had a deep friendship with True Person Brother Tianjing and said without any scruples.

"Cough! Brother Lan is still so impatient. Seven or eight tenths of the people have already arrived. I estimate that some impatient ones might have already started exchanging upstairs. Take these two Black Spirit masks, fellow Daoists. Brother Lan, do you still want one?" After True Person Brother Tianjing specifically asked the Fire Dragon Boy, he flipped his hands, and two balls of white light flashed, each revealing a mask carved from black wood, with runes faintly appearing on the surface. One could tell at a glance that they were no ordinary objects.

"Hmph! It's not like you don't know that everyone recognizes my figure. If I rely on illusion techniques to change my body shape, who could I deceive?" The Fire Dragon Boy puffed out his cheeks on both sides after hearing this, looking very depressed.

"That is true. Please go up, three fellow Daoists. I will go up in a while," True Person Brother Tianjing smiled indifferently and threw the masks to Han Li and the other man. At the same time, a white magic spell was cast into the mist behind him.

The mist immediately faded, revealing a glowing stone staircase leading to the second floor.

The Fire Dragon Boy did not stand on ceremony and, without a word, bypassed the table and walked up directly.

Lu Luo and Han Li followed after giving a salute.

At this time, Han Li had already discovered that the two masks were exactly the same, and he could not see any difference between the one in his hand and Lu Luo's, so he no longer hesitated and put the mask on his face the moment he stepped onto the stone stairs.

The mask felt slightly cool against his skin. It was soft, yet as light as nothing, which was very comfortable. This surprised Han Li a little.

He turned his face to look at Lu Luo.

As a result, a cold wooden carved face appeared in his eyes. He had also put the mask on his face.

Han Li smiled slightly.

And in this brief moment, the three of them had already walked up to the second floor of the pavilion from the staircase.

Inside, it was bright and clear. On the ceiling and surrounding walls were inlaid moonstone the size of a fist, with at least a hundred of them, illuminating the place like broad daylight.

But what surprised Han Li was that this second floor looked several times larger than the area of the first floor. This was exactly the opposite of the situation where the pavilion he saw outside was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom.

It was truly beyond Han Li's expectations.

However, the second floor was naturally no longer empty. Instead, against the surrounding walls, there were tables and chairs, and quite a few of them were already occupied by cultivators in different clothes. Judging from their clothes and hair, there were men and women of different ages.

As soon as these people saw the Fire Dragon Boy and the other two come up, countless cold glares swept over them simultaneously.

However, it was clear that quite a few people recognized the Fire Dragon Boy, who was not concealing his face in the slightest, and their gazes immediately turned into expressions of goodwill, hostility, indifference, and so on. Among them, a few gazes even carried a faint, cold killing intent. It was unknown how they had formed such a deep grudge with the Fire Dragon Boy that they could not restrain the killing intent in their hearts.

The Fire Dragon Boy did not care about this at all and brought Han Li and Lu Luo to find an empty spot, where the three of them sat down close together.

Only then did Han Li scan the other people on the floor carefully through his mask.

Because of the masks, even a person with strong spiritual sense like Han Li could not see their faces clearly, but the spiritual energy fluctuations they emitted were all undoubtedly Nascent Soul stage cultivators. Among them, two even had Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivation bases, but these two were sitting alone in the south and north, and no other cultivators dared to sit beside them rashly.

In a small pavilion, over twenty Nascent Soul cultivators were gathered at the same time, which could truly be called shocking.

Han Li had not seen so many Nascent Soul old monsters in total before.

It seems that one can only come into contact with a certain class of cultivators when one reaches a certain realm of cultivation.

As Han Li's gaze flickered, it suddenly paused in a corner of the pavilion.

Just as True Person Brother Tianjing said, a few impatient cultivators had already gathered together around a table there.

Their lips were moving slightly as they transmitted their voices, and from time to time, they took out jade boxes and small bottles from their storage pouches, already starting to exchange on a small scale.

However, apart from these few cultivators, most of the others were sitting in their chairs with their eyes closed, resting and waiting for the people to arrive before starting the exchange. It was likely that the things these few cultivators were exchanging now were definitely not truly good things.

However, perhaps out of the desire not to be recognized by acquaintances, all the cultivators in the chairs remained silent, and those who occasionally spoke did so using secret voice transmissions.

The second floor of the pavilion remained silent throughout, which looked truly strange and oppressive.

The Fire Dragon Boy did not wear the wooden mask, which naturally made him look a bit conspicuous on this floor. However, among the cultivators sitting there, he was not the only one showing his true face.

Just as Han Li and the others looked across, there was also an extremely fat man who was not wearing a mask either. This person's waist was almost three or four times thicker than a normal person's, and sitting there, he even made the wooden chair beneath him bend and warp. However, this person looked completely indifferent, and seeing Han Li look over, he even smiled at Han Li. It was just that there was too much fat on his face, making it impossible for people to accept his goodwill.

Beside this fat man sat a plump and curvaceous female cultivator. Although she was wearing a mask and her beautiful face could not be seen, the pair of watery, charming eyes on the mask turned and flowed, which was very alluring.

However, every cultivator sitting there was an old fox, and everyone turned a blind eye to the woman's charm as if they hadn't seen it at all.

Just as Han Li saw this, a voice transmission from Lu Luo reached his ears.

"Junior Martial Brother Han, be careful. Don't look at that fat man as if he is harmless; he and the woman beside him are the famous 'Twin Demons of the Fat Concubine' of the Demonic Path's Hehuan Sect. Through their dual cultivation secret technique, the two can even contend with a Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator. They are very difficult to deal with. Don't provoke them!"

After hearing this, Han Li felt a chill in his heart and immediately placed these two on his list of people to be wary of. He did not look at the opposite side anymore and, following the example of the others, closed his eyes slightly and sat still.

After a long time had passed, several more Nascent Soul cultivators walked up one after another, wearing masks.

When True Person Brother Tianjing walked up as the last person, all the cultivators sitting there opened their eyes in unison and looked over.

And True Person Brother Tianjing walked directly to the middle of the second floor, then raised his hand and beckoned to one side, sucking a wooden table wrapped in white light to his front, before saying with a smile:

"The time is almost up, and all the fellow Daoists who should have come have arrived. If you fellow Daoists have no objections, let the trade fair begin."

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