All sorts of businesses began to flourish here over time. And, this place gradually developed into a marketplace. As long as one could think of something… one could find it here. Even those things one couldn't think of… could be found here!
One could buy and sell; one could trade, pawn stuff, and choose a variety of ways to relax in this place...
These business places had placed their own flags at their entrances, without exception. This was done to indicate the place of origin of these 'businessmen.' This would also tell which forces they were affiliated to.
For example, an inn was named — Xin Royal Inn... just these three words. There was also an Eastern Tavern… a Ling Clan restaurant, and so on…
There were obviously two rows of green and juicy bamboo planted in front of most places' entrances. And, these places often had the most flourishing business too. There wouldn't be any safety without them!
Who didn't know that the Crimson Pavilion was the most prominent hidden organization in the Lower Heavens? It was an open secret, but the depth of their power was unknown.
There were several markets like this one in the vicinity of the Xin-Wu Battlefront. And, the businesses owned by the Crimson Pavilion organization in those markets were the most thriving and prosperous.
For example, the most luxurious restaurant in this marketplace had a green dragon carved before its entrance. It gave off a very majestic aura.
Ye Tian Yun's black robes fluttered as he strolled into the restaurant. He was still in Butler Liu's disguise. There was still an hour to go before lunchtime. Yet, the restaurant was already overflowing with people.
Most people were savoring fragrant tea and were engaged in loud discussions. The teahouses and wine-shops are the places where the news spreads the fastest.
Yang Tian Yun had walked up to the front door, and the people in the restaurant had suddenly felt a surge of chilling aura. Moreover, this chill aura gradually permeated in the air and shrouded the entire place.
'Has an expert arrived here?'
These people were the frequent visitors of the Xin-Wu Battlefront. So, they all had sharp visions. They felt cold in their hearts. So, they turned their heads to look.
They saw a middle-aged man emerging from the stairway. He was clad in a black robe. There was a cold and detached expression on his face. He slowly strode forward and looked around. His malicious eyes glanced around and seemed to be looking for a seat.
A waiter then approached to welcome him, "Dear customer, please come in. Would you like to drink tea or have a meal?"
"Wine. Food." Ye Tian Yun coldly replied and casually gave a mid-tier spiritual stone to the waiter. Then, he added, "I want a seat in the middle." The middle seat was a table placed at the center of the entire restaurant. The one who would sit there basically wouldn't need to use their martial power. But, they would still be able to hear the sounds from all four directions with ease. In short, this was the best seat to gather information.
The general requirements for requesting this spot were – if the person needed information… or the person was some detective. This was also a usual practice of the Crimson Pavilion.
Therefore, the waiter immediately understood this when Ye Tian Yun made this request.
"This..." The waiter was clutching the gold in his hand. He somewhat awkwardly turned his head to look at the table in the middle. Two people had already occupied that spot… A troubled look appeared on the waiter's face.
"Don't worry. You fetch food and wine. I will take care of this. No harm… you get food and wine; I get this!" Ye Tian Yun solemnly spoke-up. The waiter nodded promptly. Then, a gentle look appeared on his face. This was a look one would only give to 'an old and regular customer'. He seemed quite relieved as he left.
This was also the convention of this restaurant. After all, it was the restaurant of the Crimson Pavilion. Ye Tian Yun put forward the request and handed over the spiritual stone. This was like giving respect to the Crimson Pavilion. And this was also equivalent to using a spiritual stone to buy a pass — No one will interfere as long as he does not cross the line since the Crimson Pavilion has received the spiritual stone.
Ye Tian Yun's body seemingly drifted over to that table and carried his strong and chilling aura along. He arrived next to that table and insipidly spoke, "Hello, you two. Have you eaten your fill? Had enough to drink?"
It seemed like his strong and chilling aura had found its target. So, it surged forth like a massive wave and pressed upon those two men!
The law of the jungle was followed in the Lower Heavens! Strength was the ultimate reason. And, Ye Tian Yun had known this point all along.
Any attempt to reason with people would instead make them believe that one was 'actually' terrified to take action...
So, he wasn't planning to use any reason in the Lower Heavens this time around.
"We are the people of Xin Royal Clan!" These two people were Qi Condensation Realm cultivators. They had noticed Ye Tian Yun's strong aura. So, they weren't daring to be rash. They neatly revealed their origin to him instead.
"Um, ok. People of Xin Royal Clan — leave!" Ye Tian Yun rolled his eyes as he thought, 'I wouldn't have bothered to teach you two a lesson even if you weren't the people of the Xin Royal Clan…'
This clan's princess was one of the harem members of that Wang bastard Yao. She would soon possess one of the twelve tokens. And would become a member of the God's Legion in the future.
He unleashed his sharp and murderous aura. The complexions of the two scouts of Xin Royal Clan turned pale. So, they immediately stood up and said, "We present this seat to Your Excellency. But, we're leaving behind a few words for you – we hope to develop a cordial and warm relationship that lasts forever."
"Cut the crap! You die if you don't go!" Ye Tian Yun coldly snorted.
The two men in black clothes looked at him with bitter resentment in their eyes. Then, they went downstairs and left. The waiter swiftly came over and cleaned the table. Then, Ye Tian Yun sat down in a leisurely manner.
'I must say that this feeling of using power to bully people is really awesome. Especially... while bullying the future God's Legion's people…'
A moment of silence spread in the restaurant.
Ye Tian Yun stood up and smiled gently. He cupped one fist in the other hand, as a sign of respect and showed the gesture to everyone present in front of him. Then, he solemnly spoke-up, "I suppose that everyone clearly understands my purpose of occupying this table. I merely wish to learn some recent news… such as the current situation of the Lower Heavens… the status of the major kingdoms… ha-ha. No need to hold back. Just carry on with your dealings."
Twelve Tokens. Each Possess the power to overturn the Heavens.
Four Emblems. Each summoned by possessing different Tokens, each hold the power to make their possessor the Heavenly Kings, rulers of the Middle Heavens.
One God Emblem. Summoned by possessing all Emblems, declaring its possessor — the ruler of the Heavens, The Heavenly Emperor.
The Heavenly Oracle Sect has prophesied the rise of the Emperor.
Crown Prince Ye Tian Yun, the so-called Future Heavenly Throne, and heir to the Great Ye Empire, after spending seven years to possess the Emblem Of Luck, was ambushed by the God’s Legion, the real protagonists of the Era, on the battle for the Throne of Middle Heavens at the Hundred Realm Refining Stage. With mortal injuries and no chance to escape, he was beheaded by the true protagonist of the Era, Wang Yao.
However, turning the wheel of time, he has returned to the past when he was fourteen years of age!
From that very moment, Ye Tian Yun, with the knowledge of the future, decided to right all his past wrongs, kill every member of God’s Legion and possess the God Emblem.
However, before he could start, he heard a prompt,
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