Chapter 155 I Am Here to Make Your Young Lady Luo Beg to See Me

Seeing this, Su Ji'an couldn't help but frown deeply.

Could it be that Xi Wang had relinquished his identity as the Lord of Yingdu City and simply left the city altogether?

If so, he had lost track of his target.

This was certainly not good news.

Su Ji'an shook his head, brushing aside these distracting thoughts.

There was no use overthinking it; he would just take it one step at a time.

However, he still needed to make every effort to eradicate the target hereafter.

Immediately afterward.

Su Ji'an made his way once more to the desolate temple situated in the southwest of Hanshan City.

The three players were quite efficient; a mound of earth had already piled up inside the courtyard.

However, it looked like the work was still far from finished.

By this time, the three of them were covered in dust and dirt, looking rather disheveled.

Weiyang immediately reported, "Immortal Sir, at our current pace, we should be able to finish in about two more days."

Su Ji'an furrowed his brow slightly and immediately spent five hundred spiritual power points to unlock the Refreshing Pill.

"These are Refreshing Pills. They will keep fatigue at bay. Keep digging through the night without stopping to avoid any complications."

"You lot are far luckier than the other Chosen Ones. Once this secret chamber is carved out, your days ahead will be quite blissful."

Hearing Su Ji'an's remark, the three players' eyes lit up instantly.

"We will never forget Immortal Sir's great kindness and virtue."

Given the other party's identity as an immortal, there was naturally no reason to lie to them.

Exchanging glances, the players concluded that this NPC was undoubtedly an extremely crucial figure, and they needed to cling tightly to this powerful benefactor.

Although they had very little leisure time during the day, they still kept an eye on the player communication channels.

This was the simplest way for them to quickly understand this world.

Through the exchanges of other players, they were deeply shocked.

This was precisely the world they yearned for—devoid of any constraints, where one could do whatever they pleased as long as they had strength.

Finally, Su Ji'an instructed, "Once you are finished, remember to dispose of the dirt here. But make sure not to scatter it at random; go to the mountains a few miles away and find any random cave to dump it in."

Immediately afterward, he spent another one hundred spiritual power points to unlock a small handcart.

If you want people to work, you still need to provide the most basic tools; otherwise, even a clever housewife cannot cook a meal without rice.

...

Su Ji'an did not rush home; instead, he detoured to the Misty Rain Pavilion.

It had been quite a long time since he had listened to music, so he decided to take this opportunity to check on Luo Xiaomi.

This young woman was currently the fastest-cultivating Blue Star player, having already reached the seventh layer of Qi Refining.

A girl with a side hustle was truly extraordinary; he held high hopes for her.

With such a cultivation speed, it was definitely not solely thanks to popping pills.

Su Ji'an thought to himself, "It seems her natural talent is also quite exceptional. She is worth focusing on and nurturing."

Just as Su Ji'an paused outside the Misty Rain Pavilion, a welcoming hostess hurried up to him.

With a face full of respect, she asked, "Young Master, are you also here to seek an audience with Miss Luo?"

Truth be told, Su Ji'an really wanted to reply: "I am here so that your Miss Luo can seek an audience with me."

On second thought, however, there was no need for that. Such high-profile behavior was hardly a good thing.

His goal was to bide his time in obscurity, not to show off.

He then handed over a few spiritual stones as the entry fee and was finally guided to a seat.

While listening to the music, Su Ji'an learned that seeing Luo Xiaomi nowadays was no easy feat. Merely throwing a thousand gold pieces around was not enough; one also had to possess extraordinary qualities.

Either one possessed an illustrious background, or was a renowned scholar celebrated far and wide, or an outwardly famous cultivator.

This wasn't just putting on airs; it was a marketing strategy.

Over time, Luo Xiaomi could build her reputation through this method.

By then, the number of simps coming here drawn by her fame would only multiply.

Right now, Luo Xiaomi was the cash cow of the Misty Rain Pavilion, holding a transcendent status.

Just as Su Ji'an was enjoying the ambiance, the welcoming hostess he had seen earlier suddenly approached him once again, her face beaming with friendliness.

"Young Master, why didn't you say earlier that you were one of us? Miss Luo has given instructions: Young Master, you do not need to pay spiritual stones when visiting our Misty Rain Pavilion."

As she spoke, the hostess returned the spiritual stones he had just paid.

Su Ji'an raised an eyebrow. "You must have mistaken me for someone else."

Inside, however, he was far from calm. The hostess's words came as a profound shock to him.

This was hardly a good sign, and the probability of her mistaking him for someone else was extremely low.

It was much more likely that she had recognized his true identity.

*What is going on here?*

Su Ji'an was utterly baffled, finding the situation incomprehensible.

With Luo Xiaomi's cultivation at the Qi Refining stage, she was utterly incapable of seeing through his facade.

Could there be some powerful expert by her side?

That was entirely possible. With her status rising steadily, she might have used some means to hook up with a Void Return stage cultivator.

And yet... he hadn't noticed any related movements or rumors reaching his ears.

How bizarre...

"Young Master jokes. How could Miss Luo possibly make a mistake?"

Su Ji'an nodded. "I have taken back the spiritual stones. You may step down now."

For the sake of safety, it would be best to leave immediately and send Luo Xiaomi a task to investigate the reason behind all this.

Only then could he set his mind at ease.

Fortunately, this incident happened with a player; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

This immortal cultivation world contained far too many uncertainties, and all sorts of unfathomable, mysterious methods were countless.

This was not the first time Su Ji'an had sighed with such emotion.

"Young Master, Miss Luo means to invite you for a chat."

Su Ji'an: "...... Lead the way."

He thought about it for a moment; the other party did not seem to harbor malicious intentions, and he possessed sufficient confidence to extricate himself from any trouble.

Even if there truly was a Void Return stage cultivator backing her, he had nothing to fear.

Besides, she was still a player under his control.

Their conversation reached the ears of those sitting nearby.

The matter instantly caused an uproar within the Misty Rain Pavilion.

"We have been waiting here bitterly for days! By what right does he get to skip the queue ahead of us to see Miss Luo?!"

"We will not accept this!"

"Miss Luo gave her word beforehand that no matter who they are, what background they have, or what cultivation level..."

"I advise you to think twice, or you might not even make it out of Hanshan City alive."

Such naive and arrogant remarks echoed endlessly.

Su Ji'an merely smiled faintly. These lovesick fools had lost their minds; most of them were ill-mannered pampered scions.

The welcoming hostess did not treat them with the same courtesy she showed Su Ji'an. "The Misty Rain Pavilion has always allowed people to stay or leave as they please. If you lords cannot wait any longer, please leave early."

"If you cannot even endure this little bit of waiting time, in my view, your sincerity toward Miss Luo is hardly genuine. Furthermore, this young master is an old friend of Miss Luo's. In your eyes, is Miss Luo forbidden from seeing anyone at all?"

At these words, the crowd was instantly left speechless.

Even so, it did nothing to diminish their hatred toward Su Ji'an.

Naturally, Su Ji'an didn't deign to look at these ants; they were merely a bunch of worthless wretches who had suffered a deviation in their state of mind.

If any of them dared to harm him, he would simply send them back to be forged anew.

This was his first time encountering such a cliché plot.

Truly, birds of a feather flock together—a meeting of useless trash.