In the central area of Azure Dragon City, under the floating mountain peak, a grand hall glimring with gold stood out brilliantly. The plaque above the main entrance displayed the large characters, "Cangmang Trading House," with a smaller line of text beneath that read, "Dragon Origin Star General Trading House."
"Sister Jiaojiao, we’re here."
Xu Jiaojiao smiled faintly.
"I didn’t expect to arrive at the General Trading House so soon. I’m sure they’ll be quite surprised to see ..."
Yan Rufeng spread his hands.
"We’ll see once we go in..."
Xu Jiaojiao took Yan Rufeng into the Cangmang Trading House, but things were not as she had predicted. Everyone inside wore a downcast expression, cold and indifferent.
A gray-clad elder slowly lifted his head, showing a trace of disdain.
"Jiaojiao, if what you brought this ti doesn’t satisfy the store manager, you might as well stop being the manager of the Cangmang Star Branch. Just go back to the sect and wait for your ascension to the Immortal World..."
Xu Jiaojiao was suddenly stunned, as if standing at the edge of a cliff, her eyes vacant, frozen on the spot.
...
In the Cultivation World, so large sects would select disciples who weren’t particularly strong in combat to manage the sect’s businesses.
The sect would spend more resources on these disciples than on core disciples, often double or several tis more, to cultivate them and make them serve the sect.
However, those disciples, even after receiving an abundance of cultivation resources and reaching the peak of their cultivation, were not allowed to ascend to the Immortal World at will.
If disciples managing the sect’s businesses could freely ascend to the Immortal Domain, what would be the point of the sect investing so many resources in them?
Thus, the sect had a requirent for these disciples: they must continue to manage the sect’s businesses.
Of course, it wasn’t indefinite. The term was usually set by the sect, typically a thousand to two thousand years, or in so extre cases, until their lifespan was near its end.
So, these disciples beca those temporarily stationed in the Mortal Domain by the sect.
However, if such a disciple ascended to the Immortal Domain without special permission, they wouldn’t be accepted by their sect’s faction in the Immortal World. They would be expelled from the sect, or even silenced.
Xu Jiaojiao was one of the many disciples of Cangmang Sword Sect managing sect enterprises.
For a mont, Xu Jiaojiao felt imnse pressure, like a child caught in the wrong, standing still, not daring to breathe heavily.
Yan Rufeng knew very well what Xu Jiaojiao was afraid of.
"Heh!"
Yan Rufeng sneered.
"What kind of item must one present to satisfy your esteed store manager?"
The old man glanced sideways at Yan Rufeng.
"Hmph!"
"A brat at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, what good things could you have?"
The old man’s disdain made Yan Rufeng very displeased.
"Oh really!"
"So what if it’s the Transcendance Tribulation Stage? Who says soone at that stage can’t have good items?"
"Heh!"
The old man sneered.
"Jiaojiao, is this person with you?"
Xu Jiaojiao bit her lip lightly and nodded.
"Guards, throw that brat out!"
"Shuffle shuffle shuffle—"
As the old man’s words fell, eight burly n leaped out.
Xu Jiaojiao rushed out, blocking the path of the eight burly n.
The old man flew into a rage, shouting harshly, "Xu Jiaojiao, what do you an by this?"
Xu Jiaojiao raised her head, raising her voice, and said, "Elder Wu, why are you expelling a valued guest of our Cangmang Trading House?"
"Heh!"
The old man chuckled.
"Xu Jiaojiao, you say this brat is our Trading House’s esteed guest, but I think he’s more of your personal guest, isn’t he?"
"You... you..."
Xu Jiaojiao was furious but couldn’t explode. She pointed at the old man, unable to say a word for a long ti.
"What about ?"
The old man imdiately added, "Xu Jiaojiao, if you don’t step aside, I’ll throw you out too!"
"Enough of this nonsense!"
Yan Rufeng commanded sternly, "Sister Jiaojiao, if the Cangmang Trading House doesn’t welco us, then let’s leave!"
Yan Rufeng pulled Xu Jiaojiao, turning to go towards the door.
Xu Jiaojiao broke free from Yan Rufeng’s grip.
"Haha..."
The old man laughed loudly, "Brat, playing hero to save the beauty, how sickening. Now, get out!"
Yan Rufeng kept his gaze on Xu Jiaojiao.
"Are you sure you don’t want to co with ?"
Xu Jiaojiao’s face turned cold.
"Where would I go? Wandering with you? I’m sorry, Young Master Yan, but I, Xu Jiaojiao, was born as a mber of the Cangmang Sword Sect and will die as a mber of the Cangmang Sword Sect. I won’t give up my position as the branch manager of the Cangmang Trading House for you. Please leave!"
Yan Rufeng shook his head helplessly.
"Brat, get out now!" the staff inside shouted angrily.
Yan Rufeng flung his sleeve and turned to leave.
Watching Yan Rufeng’s departing figure, tears in Xu Jiaojiao’s eyes finally fell uncontrollably.
"Brother Rufeng, if I leave with you, will the Cangmang Sword Sect let go? I fear you’re the one who would face endless pursuit from the Cangmang Sword Sect because of ..."
Yan Rufeng walked out of the Cangmang Trading House, glanced back at its plaque, and sneered.
"Cangmang Trading House, Cangmang Sword Sect, you’re impressive indeed..."
"Sigh..."
Yan Rufeng let out a long sigh.
"Foolish sister, I asked you to co with . Do you think I’m afraid of their retaliation? If they dare to trouble you, I, Yan Rufeng, will wipe them out..."
After Yan Rufeng left, Xu Jiaojiao only took out two of the level 10 demon beasts Yan Rufeng had sold her, just enough to report back. Then, urged by the old man, she left Azure Dragon City.
Yan Rufeng’s cultivation was so low that Xu Jiaojiao even thought his greatest asset was rely the Nine-headed Fiery Fla Lion.
Xu Jiaojiao didn’t dare ntion that those level 10 demon beasts ca from Yan Rufeng, let alone suggest that Yan Rufeng intended the Cangmang Sword Sect to co under his command...
Returning to the spaceship on Cangmang Star, Xu Jiaojiao, her eyes vacant, took a deep breath.
"I never expected the General Trading House to treat Brother Rufeng that way. After this incident, I doubt Brother Rufeng, temper aside, would ever let our sect fall under his authority, not even if our Sect Master personally begged him..."
In front of a tavern in Azure Dragon City, the shop attendants were busy cleaning up, preparing to close.
This tavern, nad ’Yingxian Tower,’ was a place where, at noon in the Cultivation World, friends would normally gather to drink and chat about life. But for so reason, the tavern was preparing to close early.
Yan Rufeng stood in front of Yingxian Tower, curious about the shop’s actions, taking a step forward, standing at the entrance.
"Waiter, do you have any wine?"
"Sorry, no wine!"
"What kind of tavern has no wine; what do you have?"
"Apologies, dear custor, our tavern is closing down..."
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