"That Yang Tian is a total pervert!"
"That drunkard is crazy about won, every woman who goes in cos out covered in bruises!"
"In my opinion, Yang Tian’s probably had his ass handed to him!"
Everyone pointed at Yang Tian, finally bursting into laughter, their eyes filled with ridicule.
Yang Tian furrowed his brows.
Though dissatisfied, this was the Divine Realm after all, where he had nothing; and now, as he followed the Drunkard, it was best to lay low until he gained so strength.
Thinking about this, he nodded and said to Huang Sheng, "Supervisor Huang, if there’s nothing else, I’ll head back to rest today."
"Well..."
Huang Sheng frowned.
But amidst the laughter, Supervisor Chen walked over, mockingly looking at Yang Tian, and laughed, "It’s fine, let him rest first. After all, he’s now the Drunkard’s errand boy. From now on, he’ll serve the Drunkard. When the Drunkard arrives, he works; when the Drunkard leaves, he clocks out!"
"Yes, yes, yes..." Huang Sheng quickly said to Yang Tian, "Hurry up and thank Supervisor Chen!"
"Thank you, Supervisor Chen!"
Yang Tian hurriedly replied.
Supervisor Chen patted Yang Tian on the shoulder and laughed, "Make sure to clean up before you co over tomorrow. I don’t want you offending the Drunkard."
"Haha..."
The surrounding attendants and maids burst into laughter upon hearing this.
Their eyes full of ridicule aid at Yang Tian.
Yang Tian shrugged his shoulders, walking out amidst the mocking laughter, heading towards the dormitory in a flying vehicle.
All along the way, flying vehicles were everywhere.
In this bustling city, skyscrapers reached high into the clouds, everywhere were Divine Breath Screens, and with each pass, new ads erged on the massive screens.
There were all sorts of ads.
But many were related to the martial arts tournant.
"The annual martial arts tournant will soon begin. Whoever triumphs and enters the top ten can take the Divine Luo Sect’s test! Call now and join our Celestial Dragon Association..."
"You missed the tournant, but you can’t miss watching it live! Log onto Wandu’s website to book your tickets."
"Want to have so fun? Want to enjoy yourself before the battle? Our Red Light District welcos you!"
Yang Tian was flying back to the dormitory, with advertisents popping up along the way.
This place was not much different from Earth.
It was just the technology level was above Earth’s.
Though it was the Divine Realm, martial artists here still needed to eat and drink.
Whoosh!
Yang Tian suddenly changed direction, flying towards the impoverished district below.
This South Sea tropolis was pri real estate.
Buildings over thirty stories were for the upper elite, while below thirty stories was the impoverished district.
In between was a powerful Divine Breath Net segregating the two.
Those above could enter the impoverished district below, but those below could not enter the elite areas above.
Upon passing through the Divine Breath Net, one would be monitored by Divine Breath.
Yang Tian piloted his vehicle through the Divine Breath Net, entering the impoverished district.
Here, sunlight was rare, and people couldn’t afford flying vehicles; even als were hard to co by.
"Alert, warning, you’ve entered the impoverished district, posing a major threat to your life and health!"
A crisp voice echoed.
A chanical female image appeared ahead.
This was the flying vehicle’s self-defense chanism.
Yang Tian ignored the warning, continuing downward as heading back to the dormitory would still leave him idle. After all, at Yihua Palace, the als were on a strict schedule. Miss a al, and you’d have to wait for the next one, and als wouldn’t start early, either.
It was still early.
Yang Tian continued descending, seeing sprawling buildings.
Below the thirtieth floor, it was very bleak. The inhabitants here sotis couldn’t even pay for electricity, and there were no streetlights.
Finally, Yang Tian landed the vehicle on a piece of land.
As soon as he got out of the vehicle, a group of ragged children ran up, surrounding him and begging for money: "Big brother, please help, give us money for food, we haven’t eaten in days."
Yang Tian checked his pockets, realizing he was also broke.
"Sorry, I don’t have any money right now..."
Yang Tian shook his head.
But the children didn’t believe him and started searching him, but after a lengthy search, they couldn’t find a single coin and cursed, "Driving such a fancy vehicle, and not carrying a penny?"
Yang Tian awkwardly chuckled.
"Money can be absent, but you must leave the vehicle!"
Suddenly, a shout rang out.
Yang Tian turned to see a group of n and won erge from the woods.
Their clothes were not flashy, clearly indicating they grew up in the impoverished district.
Each of them had so Divine Breath within, albeit weak. With enough training, they could leave for elite regions to find work.
They bore knives, swords, and guns.
The knives and swords were akin to Earth’s, the only difference being these weapons had Divine Breath. Even an ordinary person wielding them could kill a tiger.
What caught Yang Tian’s eye was the guns they carried.
Unlike Earth’s guns, these contained sapphires charged with Divine Breath, acting as bullets to repeatedly fire high-speed Divine Breath beams.
"Kid, judging by your flashy clothes and flying vehicle here, you’re clearly an idiot!"
A middle-aged man stepped forward from the group.
"I’m just wandering around. If I’ve offended, I’ll leave now."
Yang Tian didn’t want trouble.
He was just curious about the city.
Saying so, he turned to leave for the vehicle.
But a few n already blocked his path, coldly staring at Yang Tian: "You want to leave after coming here? Leaving without giving us sothing? That’s disrespect!"
"I’m from Yihua Palace."
Yang Tian tried leveraging Yihua Palace.
Able to host a martial arts tournant, Yihua Palace must hold significant power.
What puzzled him, though, was when he ntioned Yihua Palace, the group burst into laughter.
"I told you, you’re just an idiot. This is the impoverished district, a place even the police avoid. Even if we killed you, Yihua Palace wouldn’t co down here."
The middle-aged man laughed.
Yang Tian furrowed his brows, quietly pondering.
Indeed, such an impoverished zone must be a lawless land.
Even so, if Yihua Palace’s people died, how could they rush down and find the culprits?
Moreover, Yang Tian was rely a servant of Yihua Palace, not even a formal disciple.
"Kid, I’ll give you a chance to live. Call your contacts, have them send fifty thousand gold coins down, and I’ll let you leave."
The middle-aged man lifted his gun, aiming it at Yang Tian.
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