Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

Below Dragon Tiger Mountain, where Jiangnan Circuit meets Jiangbei Circuit, stands the ancient and bustling city of Zhengyang.

The scenery changes with every step.

Following Yi Chen's stride, everywhere the eye could see there were willow trees shrouding painted bridges, wind-flowing curtains, and emerald screens, with red-brick, green-tile, and bluestone-laid homes aplenty.

The marketplace was strung like pearls, homes filled with silk and splendor, all competing in luxury.

"Indeed, this might just be the diversity of the world," Yi Chen smacked his lips, and for some reason, he thought of the scene in Muyang County, and a sense of magic spontaneously arose within him.

Time is money, and Yi Chen had no time to wander aimlessly; his objective was clear, and after asking a passerby for directions to a ready-to-wear clothing store and a famous restaurant in the city, he headed straight for the clothing store.

No other reason.

Clothes make the man, just as a saddle makes the horse.

It was a matter of etiquette.

After eating, he intended to make his pilgrimage to Dragon Tiger Mountain, and it was necessary to procure some better attire for the journey.

Little Miao was no exception.

A cup of tea's time later, Yi Chen emerged from a ready-to-wear shop called 'Liu Yijian', baring his teeth and grinning, dressed in a brand-new Taoist robe. Little Miao was also dressed in new attire, which matched the color of the Daoist robe, carrying a Tai Chi pattern on the back, with the words 'Hidden Dragon' specially embroidered at the neckline.

The clothes were nice, for which he kindly paid five hundred silver taels...

Bearing the pain of expenditure, Yi Chen went to Zhengyang City's famous restaurant, Liubi Ju, to treat himself.

He found an empty seat by the window on the second floor.

The old rule: no vegetables, no rice, but everything else was fair game.

After nineteen days of eating barbecue and dry rations, he finally got to have stir-fried dishes.

Before long, Yi Chen and Little Miao began to feast heartily. At the same time, Yi Chen pricked up his ears to eavesdrop on the conversations of other diners around him, covertly gathering information about Dragon Tiger Mountain.

This was one of Yi Chen's habits.

A restaurant is the best place for gathering intelligence. The tidbits revealed in the gossip of many diners were enough for him to sketch out a rough outline of Dragon Tiger Mountain.

Just then, a group of young masters surrounded a uniquely graceful lady, as if stars crowding the moon, as they walked by.

The beauty had peachy cheeks and almond-shaped eyes, delicate eyebrows and an elegant neck, with a lovely figure that could be comfortably embraced with one hand. Under the reflection of Yi Chen's inner vision, he saw her clearly.

She had at least a C+.

"Princess Qingzhu, having traveled thousands of miles from the capital, I, Zhang Longyi, must fulfill my duties as a host," said one of the young men, earnestly introducing her to the locale.

"Zhengyang City's Jade Bamboo Brew is one of the delicacies at Liubi Ju that one simply must try."

"Sorghum and rice must be complete, leaven must be timely, charcoal must be clean, spring water must be fragrant, pottery must be of good quality, and the fire must be just right."

"This is the origin of the renowned name of Liubi Ju among Dragon Tiger Mountain's inns."n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The leading young man's explanation was punctuated by his distinguished demeanor, his eyebrows like drawn swords, his features noble, and his manners polished and gracious, somehow making the other young masters in his company look inferior by comparison.

Next to him, they were like chickens beside a phoenix.

However, Yi Chen still caught the surreptitious glances of the young man as his gaze casually swept over the beauty's shapely rear, slender waist, and the exposed neck as smooth as jade.

"That's really low; I, at least, look with upright intentions," Yi Chen thought to himself. At that moment, he couldn't help but admire the Heavenly Master for his creation, the "Yin Yang Cave Divine Pupil Technique" which truly was exceedingly practical. If it weren't for the shortage of his Deep Red Points which needed to be used on more crucial matters, he would have really liked to test the limits of this pupil technique.

"I would be much obliged for your trouble, Brother Daoist Long Yi and fellow disciples," the lady responded, her voice tinkling as pure as falling pearls, extremely pleasing to the ear.

Zhang Longyi's face showed a trace of a smile as he received the lady's praise.

In these times of changes, with the fluctuating political landscape, the meaning behind the Da Yue Dynasty dispatching the much-favored Princess Qingzhu for an exchange was self-evident.

Zhang Longyi, despite being a True Disciple of the Dragon Tiger Mountain, hesitated outside the doors of the True Person Realm, unable to gain entry. If he could marry Princess Qingzhu this time, combining his father, Yuan Hong's background as a True Monarch with the resources of the Da Yue dynasty, his future path in cultivation would surely become much smoother.

Even for a True Monarch, it would not be impossible to take a look.

Moreover, if he could marry Princess Qingzhu, his father could also benefit and have the opportunity to use the royal family's Imperial Dragon Pavilion to attempt a breakthrough to the True Monarch realm.

Zhang Longyi, with a gesture of his hand, invited the beauty to take a seat in a private compartment on the third floor.

However, the beauty's eyes were fixedly staring in Yi Chen's direction.

Seeing this scene, a dandy in the beauty's entourage, quite perceptive, stepped forward to Yi Chen's table with an arrogant demeanor.

"Fellow Daoist, may I persuade you to give up your seat for us? I am willing to offer double the price as compensation."

Yi Chen raised his head, not expecting the situation to involve him so directly.

While he did not know why the beauty was looking at his seat, it did not stop him from fleecing the several obsequious men before him with a single stroke.

He thought for a moment and said:

"Ten times."

Yi Chen had no intention of steadfastly refusing to move seats and getting into a fight with the disciples of Dragon Tiger Mountain in their own territory. He hadn't gotten his hands on "Dragon Tiger Embracing the Elixir's Great Qi", and he was very flexible in his stance.

If the price was right, he would change seats.

In this way, the sycophants would gain the favor of the beauty, Taoist Yi Chengzi would receive an excessive amount of silver, and everyone would have a beautiful future.

"You... what rank are you to talk to me like this? Ten times, why don't you just rob me?" The young man's eyes were filled with disbelief.

In Zhengyang City, there was actually a rogue Daoist trying to shake down someone wearing the robes of a Dragon Tiger Mountain Disciple—truly brazen.

"Robbery isn't nearly as profitable as this."

"Fellow Daoist, if you really want to pursue the beauty, you have to be willing to spend. If I were you, I would not haggle, but would throw out twenty times the price to get me to leave. That's how you show your grandeur," Yi Chen advised in a low voice, persuasively coaxing.

Although his principle had always been—better to be a bandit chief than a sycophant in the Moon Palace—it did not stop him from teaching the young man before him how to be a dominant among sycophants.

Of course, while speaking, Yi Chen slightly revealed some of his own aura, giving the dandies before him a moment of clarity.

This way, everyone could happily reason without strategic misjudgment.

Otherwise, the situation would be difficult for all parties to resolve.

Just as the young dandy was feeling indignant, suddenly the beauty walked straight towards Yi Chen, her jewels jingling, her delicate steps nearly unmatched in this world. Through the thin gauze of her footwear, one could admire her jade-like feet.

Any longer, and they would be too long; any shorter, and they would be too short.

One couldn't help but marvel at the Creator's partiality to this beauty.

Even General Douglas MacArthur in his past life would have had to comment that she was "food grade."

"I didn't expect that Taoist Bai Yunzi, such an upright figure, would produce someone as interesting as Taoist Yi Chengzi. It is quite amusing."

"Qingzhu has seen the Taoist Master."

"I did not expect to encounter the Taoist Master on Dragon Tiger Mountain; it is truly a pleasant surprise," said the beauty.

"Taoist Master, your fame is rising fast. Some people have ill intentions; you must be careful in the future," the beauty said softly, but it caused Yi Chen's pupils to suddenly contract.

How could this beauty know his master? Judging by her tone, she seemed to have some knowledge of his master's past deeds and even warned him.

"Friend, why do you say this? How do you know me and my master?"

"Also, it seems that Friend Qingzhu knows quite a bit about my master's life; could you enlighten me?"