Chapter 31: Ah? Clan Chief, why did you come to the Baili Pavilion too?

After leaving the magic robe shop, Yulou and the other walked through a few different shops, and as they walked, they arrived in front of the Baili Pavilion.

Wang Yuan still couldn't help but glance across the street.

Could the people who greet guests in a place like the Baili Pavilion be ordinary people?

The pimp at the entrance of the Baili Pavilion practiced watching sixteen directions and listening to eighteen sides.

Wang Yuan took a look, and the other party noticed him.

Across the street, the Baili Pavilion pimp flashed and scurried in front of the two young men.

"The Baili Pavilion is giving away a free pot of spirit tea to all guests entering the shop today. Would the two Fellow Daoists like to go in and sit for a while?"

Could the Baili Pavilion be any kind of proper place?

Seeing the pimp come over, Yulou pulled Wang Yuan and wanted to leave directly.

But the spirit tea...

Not only that, it was also free spirit tea!

If I don't drink this, I'll regret it when I go back tonight.

"We are still young and can't afford to consume, Fellow Daoist."

Yulou pondered for a moment, but still chose to wave his hand and refuse in the face of Wang Yuan's tempted eyes.

In terms of Dao heart, Yulou was too firm.

But that pimp was professional, the kind of professional that was quite professional.

He grabbed their arms and began to persuade them with kind words.

"Hey, that's not right. The Baili Pavilion isn't short of a pot or two of spirit tea.

I'm just a helper; if I pull one person in, I get a little performance.

You have free spirit tea to drink, and I don't lose, I even make a small profit; it's just the Baili Pavilion that loses.

How about this, you go in, and I'll give you a small plate of spirit fruit dried goods.

What are you waiting for, two Fellow Daoists?"

Perhaps the pimp's enthusiasm scared Wang Yuan, and he lowered his voice instead.

"Brother, let's go."

This time, it was Yulou whose feet didn't move.

Yulou certainly didn't want to stroll around the Baili Pavilion; he was purely thinking that it would be a waste not to drink this spirit tea.

The pimp made it clear that the Baili Pavilion wasn't short of a pot of spirit tea for traffic.

However, he asked one more question.

"Fellow Daoist, our brothers are disciples of the Anbei Kingdom Wang clan, and our clan's ancestor is the junior fellow apprentice of the True Person Danri. You can't lie to us."

The pimp was startled at first, and then smiled even more brightly.

"That's definitely not possible. Where would we have the guts? The business in the Huang clan's Hundred Treasures Workshop is always fair to young and old, fair to young and old!"

"We'll just go in and drink a pot of spirit tea, and then we'll leave. Is that okay?" Yulou asked.

"Hey, just leave quietly when you go. Don't worry!

The spirit tea is a Baili Pavilion activity expense, belonging to public expenditure. After you finish a pot, you can continue to add water for three or four infusions; it's fine to drink slowly."

The pimp calculated it too clearly; he could be called the most sober working person in the cultivation world.

The spirit tea is a gift from the Baili Pavilion activity; giving it to anyone doesn't affect his performance.

Performance is his own; if the two young men really consumed, he would still have a commission.

Yulou looked at Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan's eyes were full of determination.

"Brother, we're just going to drink spirit tea, right?"

It seems that this kid Wang Yuan actually knows what kind of place the Baili Pavilion is.

"Right, we're just drinking spirit tea!"

Just like that, under the guidance of the pimp, the two entered the Baili Pavilion!

A different world inside.

This was Yulou's biggest feeling.

Looking at the Baili Pavilion from the outside, it only had a beautiful gate tower, and the entrance was not much different from an ordinary shop.

But inside, it was full of mysteries.

Spirit wood carved beams, spirit silk curtains, jade mats and golden pillows, groups of immortals falling to the left and right.

In the middle of the Baili Pavilion was a pool, the center of the pool was a stage, and there were three layers of seats arranged around it, all of which could see the performance in the center of the stage.

The cultivators sitting in the seats included old Qi Refinement cultivators of octogenarian age, teenagers and girls in their teens, and even Foundation Establishment cultivators.

The female immortals of the Baili Pavilion walking among the seats acted as clerks, their every frown and smile showing charm.

They were all wearing cool magic robes, and those magic robes were even more beautiful than the silver spirit gold-embroidered silkworm silk magic robe Yulou had just seen.

Looking at these charming, or clear and beautiful, or handsome...

Hmm? Handsome?

Male?

Good, good, good, the "Baili" of Baili Pavilion is unusual; there are even male Baili.

"Two little young masters, follow me. I'll arrange a quieter seat for you."

Leading Yulou, the pimp arranged a seat on the east side of the first floor for them, and the two sat down somewhat nervously.

"No rush, I'll go arrange the spirit tea for you. You can leave whenever you want."

The pimp left with a smile, and Wang Yuan looked at his big brother nervously and asked.

"When are we leaving?"

"Didn't you want to come in quite a bit just now? Why do you want to leave now?" Yulou asked with a smile.

"There are too many strange cultivators. The family rules say that when you arrive at a place with many strange cultivators, you must have a sense of tension and figure out the situation as soon as possible."

Good, good, good, it has to be the family rule kid Wang Yuan.

As if hearing the conversation between the brothers, a female voice full of laughter came.

"Hahaha, then find a female immortal to touch, touch twice and you'll know the situation. You two little brats are quite interesting."

Yulou and Wang Yuan looked at the speaker in surprise.

In the seat next to where they were sitting, sat a little chubby girl, who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a golden gauze dress, and was laughing happily at them.

"Brother, how should we answer?"

In a strange place, being teased by a strange cultivator, Wang Yuan was nervous and numb, and subconsciously asked his big brother.

After he finished asking, he realized something was wrong; his words were wrong.

"No, shouldn't we pretend we didn't hear anything and see the situation first?"

"Hahahaha, oh, I can't do it. Where did you two come from? Hahahaha!"

Yulou looked at the little chubby girl with black lines on his face, and his heart was also numb.

"Idiot, you know you should pretend you didn't hear it, and you still say it!" he scolded.

"Brother, why don't we run!"

"Hahahahaha, you two spare me. You two are too funny, hahahaha cough! cough! cough! I can't do it!"

Presumptuous guy!

Yulou couldn't possibly form a grudge with someone just because he was laughed at; he wasn't Long Aotian, forming grudges at every turn.

Cultivating immortality, cultivating temperament is also part of cultivation.

He didn't even look at the little chubby girl and said to Wang Yuan.

"Run where? We're drinking tea!"

Can't leave.

If we leave now, not only will we be laughed at for nothing, but we won't even have drunk the spirit tea; wouldn't that be a huge loss?

"Right, right, haven't drunk tea yet."

After Wang Yuan finished speaking, he sat upright in his seat, lowering his head and closing his eyes.

He had decided that when the spirit tea came up, he would finish it directly, and then leave!

Soon, the female immortal of the Baili Pavilion came to serve the spirit tea. The female immortal who served the two brothers looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a cultivation base of the fourth level of Qi Introduction, and was wearing a cool white magic robe.

Clearly, it was a job of serving tea and water, but she did it with the posture of an immortal offering treasure. The whole set of small movements of serving tea and pouring tea made Wang Yuan stare blankly.

"What are you looking at? Drink quickly. After the tea is finished, we will put this plate of spirit fruit dried goods in our pockets and take them away. We won't stay here for even half a moment!"

Yulou scolded.

But Wang Yuan held the teacup and was stunned on the spot.

The Rank 9 spirit tea was indeed good to drink. Yulou put down the teacup and was about to pour himself another cup, but he noticed the stunned Wang Yuan and asked.

"What's wrong? Drink quickly! Didn't we come for this pot of spirit tea? And it's all Rank 9, no ordinary tea mixed in."

"Brother, it seems we can't leave."

"What?"

"The Clan Chief is here to catch us!"

"Ah?"

The little chubby girl couldn't hold it again and laughed out loud.

"Hahahahaha, don't be afraid, come to me, you don't have to be afraid, I'll protect you, I'm laughing to death, hahahaha!"

Wang Yuan didn't pay attention to this impolite cultivator, but pointed to the door and said.

"Look there, the Clan Chief is at the door."

Yulou looked in the direction of Wang Yuan's gaze, and Wang Wang Xianmao was chatting with someone who was clearly a manager.

Yulou was truly dumbfounded this time.

Ah?

Clan Chief?

Why did you come to the Baili Pavilion too?

The spiritual sense of a Foundation Establishment cultivator is very strong. Actually, the Clan Chief had long noticed the Yulou brothers.

Although he wasn't here to consume at the Baili Pavilion, nor was he here to catch his own playboy disciples, he still transmitted his voice when Yulou looked over.

"You two are dead!"

Wang Yuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva in fear and looked at his big brother.

"What to do?"

Yulou didn't know what to do either.

He wanted to tell the Clan Chief that he was actually just here to drink spirit tea.

But then he thought that this kind of reason was as ridiculous as a student telling a teacher that they forgot to bring their summer homework when returning to school after the summer vacation.

Thinking and thinking, he looked at the little chubby girl who had just laughed at them.

Only this female cultivator could testify for them that they just wanted to come and drink spirit tea.

This presumptuous female Fellow Daoist was already laughing until her face was red, and seeing Yulou looking over miserably, she couldn't hold it again.

"Hahahahaha, good, good, good, I'll testify for you!"

Yulou was about to thank her politely, but the Clan Chief on the other side had already finished the conversation and walked towards the two brothers with dragon-like steps.

He wasn't too angry; they were teenagers, many strange behaviors could be understood, just...

After seeing the little chubby girl sitting next to the two brothers, Wang Wang Xianmao directly stood at attention with a "pop".

Under high terror, his soul and thinking left his body, and the inertia formed over a long period took over the control.

The old Clan Chief's heart beat fast, and he bowed nervously until his face turned red.

"True Person Danri is above, Wang Xianmao didn't know you were here, so..."

Yulou looked at the little chubby girl wearing a golden gauze dress in horror, subconsciously wanting to stand up, but almost fell down because of nervousness.

True Person Danri, who looked like a little chubby girl, sighed with a sense of boredom, glanced at the brothers, and looked at Wang Wang Xianmao who was still bowing.

"Alright, come and sit." ===== CHAPTER 32 =====