Published: February 25, 2025
At the same time, in Fang City, Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion.
This pavilion was established by the higher-ups of the Holy Gate's Artifact Lineage and was the only shop selling a wide variety of magic treasures.
A purple beam of light descended from the sky, transforming into Tan Yun, who stepped into the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion.
"Ah! So it’s Tan Yun!"
Tan Yun was taken aback. Wasn't he regarded as an enemy of the Artifact Lineage? Why was this steward treating him with such deference?
Tan Yun furrowed his brow, thinking that if the other party dared to act dishonestly, he would not hold back!
Calmly, Tan Yun said, "I would like to purchase a Supreme Respect Grade Artifact robe. Do you have it here?"
"Supreme Respect Grade?" Wan Dashan was momentarily surprised, then smiled broadly. "Tan Holy Son, we don't have any Supreme Respect Grade robes, but we do have a High-Grade Respect Grade white robe. Would that work for you?"
"The High-Grade one is fine," Tan Yun pondered for a moment before replying.
"Wan Dashan, currently we have defensive and offensive types available, but we don't have any that serve both purposes at the moment," Wan Dashan said while bowing. "Which type do you want?"
"I'll take the defensive type," Tan Yun asked. "How much Spirit Stones does it cost?"
"Two million High-Grade Spirit Stones. With the twenty percent discount, it'll only be 1.6 million. Please wait a moment, I'll go retrieve it." Wan Dashan replied before swiftly heading upstairs.
Tan Yun gazed at the hall, where an inscription on a jade tablet read, "All treasures in this pavilion are not subject to discounts." He frowned...
Before long, Wan Dashan returned, holding a white robe in both hands, presenting it before Tan Yun. At a glance, Tan Yun could tell that the robe was indeed a High-Grade Respect Grade artifact.
"Wan steward, I'm curious. Your pavilion lists prices clearly without discounts; why are you giving me a twenty percent discount?" Tan Yun inquired.
Wan Dashan was taken aback, "Tan Holy Son, you didn't know? Here's the situation: ever since you single-handedly defeated over a thousand opponents at the Platform of Destruction four and a half years ago, our Artifact Lineage chief ordered that you are a VIP of our lineage."
"In all the shops established by the Artifact Lineage in Fang City, you will always receive a twenty percent discount."
Tan Yun's brows knitted together as he pondered, "Is that old bald donkey, Xie Juechen, genuinely this generous? Or are the scheming ancestral patriarchs of the Artifact Lineage planning something against me?"
While Tan Yun contemplated, Wan Dashan casually added, "Tan Holy Son, strangely enough, not only our Artifact Lineage's shops give you a discount, but also those of the Danmai, Talismans, and Formation Lineage do as well."
"This news has been circulating for more than four years."
Upon hearing this, a glint of realization flashed in Tan Yun's eyes, and he smirked coldly, "The Holy Gate Danmai chief Gongsun Yangchun, Artifact Lineage chief Xie Juechen, Talismans Lineage chief Zhu Daosheng, and Formation Lineage chief Feng Qingcheng, lost so many Spirit Stones to me, and now they want to befriend me. This cannot be their original intention."
"It is highly likely that my displayed talent and ability to challenge across levels have piqued the interest of their scheming patriarchs."
"Are they attempting to pull me into their faction, or are they trying to uncover the secrets I possess?"
After contemplating with a cold smile, Tan Yun paid the Spirit Stones, took the white robe, and entered a pavilion to change. After changing, he left under Wan Dashan's flattering gaze, soaring out of Fang City, heading towards the Meritorious Sacred Realm thirty thousand miles to the east.
Now that he had a High-Grade Respect Grade robe, Tan Yun no longer worried that activating his Primordial Chaos Bloodline and using his Primordial Chaos Body would tear his clothes apart...
When Tan Yun was within a hundred miles of the Meritorious Lineage Mountain Gate, a green silhouette flew toward him, accompanied by a charming yet feigned angry voice, "Tan Yun, you are not keeping your word."