Chapter 325: Cooperation

"Would any of you gentlemen like to stay the night?" A sly-looking man spotted Ding Huan and his companions entering and immediately beamed as he hurried forward.

Just as Jia Baihe was about to speak, the woman who had entered with Jia Baihe and Ding Huan shouted loudly: "Of course we'll stay—but first I want to browse around and see if there's a better place."

The sly-looking man chuckled: "This Void Flying City belongs to my Ten Thousand Realms Guild, so the only inn here is the Ten Thousand Realms Rest Inn. Every day lately, countless people come by—if you wait any longer, there won't be a single room left."

Worried they'd have nowhere to stay, Jia Baihe quickly said: "Then we'll take your Rest Inn."

The woman, utterly naive, looked at Jia Baihe helplessly and said: "You really have no experience—say that, and he'll just jack up the price."

Ding Huan was speechless—this woman actually claimed Jia Baihe had no experience…

The sly-looking man protested: "The Ten Thousand Realms Guild always operates fairly—we never overcharge, and our prices are perfectly reasonable."

"Then how much per night?" Jia Baihe asked quickly.

"A decent room is fifty thousand superior-grade Spirit Stones per night…"

"So expensive?" Jia Baihe exclaimed before the sly-looking man could finish.

The woman said: "See? I told you he'd rip you off."

But Ding Huan spoke up: "We'll stay here. Take us to rest immediately—fifty thousand per night."

Though Jia Baihe had killed countless people, she rarely interacted with others and had never stayed in a Dao City inn, so she had no opinion of her own.

Upon hearing Ding Huan's words, she immediately said: "Fine. We want a suite."

"A suite is one hundred thousand superior-grade Spirit Stones per night," the sly-looking man raised the price again.

"Fine," Ding Huan said simply.

Jia Baihe followed: "Fine. Lead the way."

"Wow, you're so rich! If that's the case, I'll stay at your inn too. I don't have that much Spirit Stones—I'll take the fifty-thousand-a-night room." The woman gasped, speaking with a tone of resignation.

Ding Huan was even more speechless—every single thing she said screamed that she was rich.

You're staying in a suite because there are two of you; she's staying in a fifty-thousand-a-night room by herself—what else could that be but wealth?

Ding Huan was eager to check in because he felt a persistent unease.

"My name is Fan Jiandan, from Qiyuan Star Continent. Just a simple person—I'm glad we're staying at the same Rest Inn." The woman was not only enthusiastic but volunteered her name and origin.

Jia Baihe merely gave a vague reply—she had no interest in getting to know Fan Jiandan.

She didn't even consider that "Fan Jiandan" was obviously a fake name.

Though located on a Void Flying City, the Ten Thousand Realms Rest Inn was no low-end establishment.

The suite Ding Huan and Jia Baihe occupied had six rooms, a private reception chamber, and a separate alchemy and artifact-crafting room.

Moreover, the spiritual energy within the rooms was extremely dense.

"Jia Baihe, just place me in the room—I can heal myself."

Ding Huan sensed the murderous aura of the gray-clothed man inside him continuing to grow stronger—he vaguely felt the fellow hadn't been killed.

Only if the one who wounded him still lived would this murderous death aura within him keep intensifying.

Thus, Jia Baihe's decision to flee immediately without checking whether Lou Xihe was dead was correct.

Given Jia Baihe's experience and methods, if Lou Xihe's Primordial Spirit had breached her mind sea, she would have been in grave danger.

Indeed, caution is never wrong.

"Fine," Jia Baihe said. She specialized in poison—she had no ability to heal.

Moreover, Ding Huan's injury wasn't ordinary—it was corruption from the Dao rhythm. She couldn't help him.

As soon as they entered the room, Ding Huan began setting up a defensive array.

Being severely wounded didn't mean he'd lost his ability to array.

After a day passed, Ding Huan finally pulled out several supreme-grade Spirit Stones and piled hundreds of thousands of Spirit Stones within the protective array before beginning his healing.

Ding Huan's healing differed from others—he had fused with recovery genes. Even without healing, his wounds would gradually mend.

Furthermore, his Great Cosmos Art could accelerate healing.

This time was different: his severe injury had left him unconscious, allowing Lou Xihe's murderous Dao rhythm to freely ravage his meridians.

In other words, had anyone else been wounded like this, they'd have perished long ago.

They couldn't have survived until reaching this Void Flying City.

Ding Huan, however, would never perish as long as a single thread of consciousness remained.

The reason he hadn't recovered yet was because he'd been severely wounded and unconscious—even his consciousness had been sealed.

Now that Ding Huan had awakened, the damage Lou Xihe had left to destroy his vitality was nothing but a joke.

Once the spiritual source and defensive array were set, Ding Huan immediately constructed the Great Cosmos Art's Zhou Tian.

After the first Zhou Tian completed, the murderous Dao rhythm devouring vitality from his broken leg began to be peeled away.

When the first wisp of this Dao rhythm was stripped, Ding Huan knew Lou Xihe was truly alive.

At least, his Primordial Spirit still existed.

After this healing, he would return and kill the man again.

His wound would heal in just a few days—Ding Huan was certain Lou Xihe's recovery was slower than his.

Lou Xihe's body had shattered—he'd need something like the Immortal Quan Flower to restore it.

As Ding Huan peeled away Lou Xihe's murderous Dao rhythm, he preserved the rhythm's essence.

In the future, he could use this Dao rhythm essence to track down Lou Xihe, just as he'd tracked down Lou Yunsheng.

The difference was: he'd found Lou Yunsheng because he'd severely wounded him and left behind the Great Cosmos Art's Dao essence.

But now, to find Lou Xihe, it was because Lou Xihe had wounded him—leaving behind his Dao rhythm essence for Ding Huan to collect.

Outside, Jia Baihe sensed the spiritual energy in Ding Huan's room growing increasingly turbulent, and she finally exhaled in relief.

Though she didn't yet fully understand Ding Huan, she felt that as long as he wasn't killed outright, he would return.

Jia Baihe decided to return to her own room and enter seclusion.

Her Dao foundation had been repaired by Ding Huan, and she had also stepped into Earth Immortal Level Eight, and had even witnessed Ding Huan fighting a powerhouse of the Immortal-Fanqiao.

If she could digest these experiences, not only could she charge toward the peak of Earth Immortal, she could also comprehend part of the Immortal-Fanqiao's Dao rhythm.

Just at this moment, the restriction outside the door was knocked.

Gabel opened the restriction and saw that the one standing at the door was Fan Jiandan; she was somewhat puzzled: "Fellow Daoist Fan, do you have business?"

Fan Jiandan waved her hand in a carefree manner: "We're all from foreign star continents, we should stick closer together, huddle for warmth—what do you say to that?"

Gabel was puzzled in her heart: even if it's huddling for warmth, I'm currently in a male identity, isn't it a bit improper for you, a woman, to keep coming over?

Still, she nodded and said nothing, only hoping Fan Jiandan would leave soon so she could go into closed-door cultivation.

To tell the truth, although Gabel had killed a pile of people and wiped out sect after sect and family after family, her temperament really wasn't that of an emotionless killing machine.

She even felt it wasn't easy to directly refuse Fan Jiandan.

"I still don't know what to call you?" Hearing Gabel nod, Fan Jiandan immediately found a topic.

Gabel wasn't good at lying, so she could only say: "My name is Gabel."

"Mm, that's a nice name, very good." Fan Jiandan immediately praised it, making conversation out of nothing.

After saying that, she lowered her voice: "Fellow Daoist Ga, in three days this Void Flying City will hold a grand auction. Let me tell you, at this auction there will be methods and insights for breaking through to the Immortal-Fanqiao realm.

Besides this, I've heard a Nine-Colored Immortal-Mortal Lotus will appear; you should know about the Nine-Colored Immortal-Mortal Lotus, right? It can be taken directly to charge at the Immortal-Fanqiao realm.

If it can be refined into a pill, the effect would be even better. I'm alone without a companion and want to invite you to this auction together—are you going?"

If Fan Jiandan had only spoken of methods and insights for the Immortal-Fanqiao realm, she wouldn't have cared at all.

But Fan Jiandan seemed to know what she was thinking and brought up the Nine-Colored Immortal-Mortal Lotus.

This made Gabel's heart immediately stir.

Before meeting Lou Xihe, she only knew the Immortal-Fanqiao realm as a realm.

When she saw Lou Xihe's fierce attacking might—techniques that nearly cut down Ding Huan—she became desperate for the Immortal-Fanqiao realm.

Although Ding Huan won, Gabel knew that couldn't be judged by common sense.

First, cultivators like Ding Huan were absolutely extremely rare.

Second, the reason Ding Huan could win was that Lou Xihe was single-mindedly focused on breaking the sealing array of Jiuyuan Star, and at the start hadn't put all his focus on Ding Huan.

This let Ding Huan's psychological tactics succeed, and in the end he turned the tables and killed Lou Xihe.

Even so, Ding Huan was still heavily wounded and nearly fell, and was still recuperating from his injuries now.

"Fellow Daoist Ga, opportunities like this aren't common, especially the Nine-Colored Immortal-Mortal Lotus—it only comes once in a hundred years.

Do you know why so many people want to come here from all directions? It's for the Nine-Colored Immortal-Mortal Lotus. Of course, I also came for this Nine-Colored Immortal-Mortal Lotus."

Fan Jiandan knew what Gabel was thinking and added another line.

"Good, in three days we'll go together." Gabel was finally persuaded by Fan Jiandan.

Entering the Myriad Realms Void Flying City, Gabel felt it was relatively safe here.

At the very least, the management in this flying city was extremely strict; there was none of the forced buying and selling or bullying by power that was common in ordinary cultivation cities.

Fan Jiandan was overjoyed:

"Alright, it's settled then. I'll come find you in three days, and we'll go to the auction together. If we join hands and can buy the Nine-Colored Immortal-Mortal Lotus, we'll find a Pill King to refine a furnace of Ascension Pills for us."