Train Survival: I Know My Luck - Chapter 417
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- Chapter 417 - The immortal guest on the Immortal Tower
Yu Qian’an and Buu came to a big city together. This is a rare human city in Qianyuan Realm. The boundary rope connects more than 100 large and small continents. There are 42 teleportation arrays connecting 42 cities.
This was once the residence of Qianyuan Immortal Sect. Because Qianyuan God was grateful for the difficult life of humans, he voluntarily gave up this place and gave it to ordinary people to live. Qianyuan Immortal Sect led the six major immortal sects at that time to counterattack Qianyuan Continent. In the end, all the members of Qianyuan Immortal Sect died in the battle, and only a small number of disciples from the six major immortal sects escaped.
Since then, Qianyuan Realm has never mentioned the counterattack on Qianyuan Continent again, and Qianyuan Realm has entered a long period of peace.
Looking at the inscription on the Qianyuan Immortal Monument in Qianyuan City, there is a circle of beggars begging under the statue of Qianyuan Immortal Monument. They are all skinny and haggard. This is undoubtedly the biggest irony to Qianyuan Immortal Monument.
In the whole Qianyuan City, the rich people are dressed in gorgeous clothes and have fat stomachs, while the poor people are poorly dressed and hungry, shuttling around the city, doing hard and dirty work.
The whole Qianyuan City, the surrounding mountains, forests and fields, and the more than 100 continents connected by the boundary ropes, and even the entire Qianyuan Realm, there is no inch of land that is unowned. If you don’t have land when you are born, then you will be someone else’s tenant, slave or work for a lifetime, and even when you die, you can only leave the Qianyuan Realm and cannot pollute other people’s land.
Yu Qian’an felt that this was not a fairyland. This was a cage for humans and a pasture for demons. The so-called six major immortal gates were the jailers of this prison, but they disguised themselves as protectors.
Before destroying demons, the six major immortal gates should be destroyed first.
Walking on the streets, the materials in this world are not abundant, and it can even be said to be very poor, so there are few things that can be used for trading on the streets, and everyone’s currency is mostly barter.
No wonder there are so many scammers in Xunxian Town. In this world, being honest and upright will only end up freezing and starving to death. Everyone has to use all their tricks and tricks to survive.
In the distance, a sword immortal came on a sword and landed on a prosperous restaurant. This restaurant was nine stories high with carved beams and painted buildings. It was quite luxurious at first glance.
Yu Qian’an took Buu to the restaurant, but after walking around the bottom, he couldn’t find the door. Just when Yu Qian’an was puzzled, he saw a young man with a sword on his back using footwork to step directly into the air and climb to the third floor, and then glanced at Yu Qian’an: “How dare a mortal dream of going to Dengxian Tower! Get out!”
Yu Qian’an then realized that this building only entertained cultivators. There were no doors or windows on the first and second floors below. The main door was on the third floor, ten meters high.
However, the young man’s contemptuous eyes made Yu Qian’an unhappy. You are just a sword cultivator in the Jindan stage. How can you have the courage to let me, a cultivator in the Yuanying stage, get out?
Yu Qian’an also flew up to the third floor. The young man was stunned for a moment, snorted and wanted to leave without saying anything.
Yu Qian’an: “Stop, didn’t your family teach you the most basic manners? You want to leave without saying anything after being scolded? What sect are you from, and who is your master?”
The young man: “I am Ma Yu, the 13th generation disciple of Lingxiao Xianjian Pavilion, and my master is Lan Xiangzi, the 12th generation inner disciple. What do you want?”
Yu Qian’an used the pressure of the Nascent Soul level, and pressed the young man to the ground and spit out blood: “Not very good, let your master teach you a lesson!”
The young man felt greatly humiliated: “You dare to insult my Lingxiao Xianjian Pavilion, just wait, my master will not let you go.”
Yu Qian’an walked over: “Will not let me go?”
The young man gritted his teeth: “You dare to offend people from my six major sects, you are just a casual cultivator of the Nascent Soul, wait to be hunted down and killed!”
Yu Qi’an went up and slapped him a dozen times: “Since you won’t let me go, I have to give you a good beating, so that I won’t suffer a loss and can’t fight back, right?”
After slapping him, Yu Qi’an went up and kicked him several times. It was not until the man was breathing more than breathing out that someone shouted: “Daoyou, please forgive others when you can. Everyone who comes to my Dengxian Tower is a guest. Don’t hurt the harmony.”
A fat man appeared in front of Yu Qi’an and staggered out: “I am Fu Manlou, the owner of Dengxian Tower. Are you staying in the hotel to eat or sell things?”
Yu Qi’an: “I am here to eat.”
The fat man quickly invited Yu Qi’an in, and the servant on the side went to carry the boy to treat his injuries.
The fat man brought Yu Qian’an to a wall covered with signs: “This is today’s dish, please feel free to order.”
This is like the place in the future where you can see the menu of side dishes. Yu Qian’an looked at the names of the dishes on the signs. The top one is golden, the second row of signs is silver, the third row is bronze, and the fourth row is wooden.
Yu Qian’an asked: “Do different brands represent different food levels?”
The fat man nodded: “This golden brand, all the ingredients are from the spirit beasts and spirit medicines of Qianyuan Continent, collected and hunted by Daxiu. Each ingredient is precious and rare, and it is different every day.
This year, we are lucky. A disciple from Lingxiao Xianjian Pavilion sent a batch of new ingredients…”
Yu Qian’an: “Wait, who sent it?”
The fat man smiled: “It was the master of the young man you beat, Ma Yu, the twelfth generation disciple of Lingxiao Xianjian Pavilion. He just returned from killing monsters in Qianyuan Continent and was preparing to host a banquet for his disciples here. You just happened to catch up with him.”
Yu Qian’an looked at the fat man: “Knowing that the other master is here, you still invited me in? Are you going to use me to collect the reward, or do you want us to tear down your building?”
The fat man said confidently: “Your Excellency, you are joking. This building has a ban imposed by a Mahayana cultivator. No one in the Dengxian Building can use magic power, let alone private fighting. No matter how big the hatred is, you are all our guests when you enter my Dengxian Building.”
Yu Qi’an: “I see, I thought you were in the same group with them.”
The fat man: “Your Excellency is right, I am indeed in the same group with them. This Dengxian Building was originally the property of Lingxiao Xianjian Sect.”
Yu Qi’an: “…”
Yu Qi’an was really shocked by this fat man. He felt that his brain was not enough. He dealt with their disciples by himself, and then this fat man warmly received him. What kind of logic is this?
Seeing Yu Qian’an’s confusion, the fat man explained: “The reason why I don’t care is that although the young man just now became a disciple of my Lingxiao Xianjian Pavilion, he is not a disciple of our Lingxiao Xianjian Pavilion. He is equivalent to Ma Yu’s registered disciple, so his identity is just an ordinary guest like you.
In addition, Dengxian Tower is the property of Lingxiao Xianjian Pavilion, not his Ma Yu’s property. He is also an outer sect elder of Lingxiao Xianjian Pavilion, so there is no need to be afraid of him, Ma Yu.”
Yu Qian’an felt that there must be a story of infighting within the sect, but why did this fat man think so highly of himself?