Can't Afford to Offend My Scheming Disciple

13. The Sword Pavilion II

Translator: Alanese Fantasy

“Just one room left?” Nan Chen looked at Zhuo Hua, “Master, how about going to another hostelry?”

Seeing that the two guests were about to leave, the waiter immediately said, “Distinguished guests, there is something you may not know. A Martial Arts Assembly will be held in the Tianyun City. Thus, many people have come. I’m sure that this guest room is probably the last one in the city. It’s very likely that you are unable to find another two rooms now.”

“Master?” As a 16-year-old teenager, Nan Chen needed to get Zhuo Hua’s opinion.

“Then we’ll take it.” Zhuo Hua said to the waiter.

“Okay, distinguished guests. Please come with me.” The waiter put the cleaning rag on his shoulder neatly and led the two to the guest room.

Zhuo Hua and Nan Chen entered the room, and the waiter stood at the door, saying, “Should I bring your meals downstairs or to the room?”

“To the room, please.” Nan Chen replied.

Neither he nor Zhuo Hua liked to be with lots of people.

The waiter nodded in agreement and went downstairs.

At night.

There was only the sound of chopsticks accidentally knocking the bowls on the table.

The waiter came to clean up the table, only to find that there was a piece of meat left in Nan Chen’s bowl.

“You’ll sleep in bed tonight.” Zhuo Hua said, then flew up and lay on a beam in the room. He put one hand on his belly and the other hand under the back of his head.

He knew that Nan Chen didn’t like to be close to him, and he knew it very well.

‘Maybe I did something wrong…’

Zhuo Hua couldn’t help thinking. ‘After all, I’m too distant.’

It was midnight.

A wisp of black smoke was exhaled from Nan Chen’s mouth and gradually permeated the room.

Nan Chen opened his eyes, looked at the person lying on the beam, and called cautiously, “Master? Master?”

Seeing that Zhuo Hua didn’t respond, Nan Chen knew that the Psychedelic Spell worked.

He got out of the bed, climbed out of the window and left the hostelry.

The moon was slowly covered by clouds.

In the dense forest, outside of the city.

“My Lord,” a man kneeling on one knee respectfully called the person in front of him.

Standing there, the man wore a black cloak with his face shrouded in black fog. It was obvious that he didn’t want himself to be exposed to others.

“Zhuo Hua will go to the Sword Pavilion tomorrow. You know what to do, don’t you?” The man’s voice was hoarse.

“Absolutely.” the man looked up, who could be seen to have a long scar on his face, which extended from his eyes to chin.

He was the ostensible owner of the Sword Pavilion, while the real owner was the person in front of him. However, he had never seen the face of this person.

He only knew that this man had established the Sword Pavilion, and he was nominated to be the superficial owner.

There was a rule set by the owner behind the scenes. There was a secret list inside the Sword Pavilion, with the names of people in the Cultivation World. Every name was followed by a number which represented the multiple of the price given to the person when he or her came to shop at the pavilion.

He didn’t know how these people had offended the owner. He only knew that the numbers were all different, and the number following Zhuo Hua was the biggest. Even the cheapest weapon would turn out to be sky-high.

‘Now that the owner gives an instruction, I’ll just follow it.’

In the next morning, Zhuo Hua opened his eyes and looked at the disciple who was sleeping soundly. He couldn’t help smiling.

After breakfast, they went to the Sword Pavilion.

Although it was in the Cultivation World, most people were mortals.

In order to avoid trouble, places like the Sword Pavilion which provided services for cultivators, couldn’t be found by ordinary people.

Zhuo Hua looked at a wall in front of him, put his hand on it and slowly imported his spiritual power into the wall.

A crack slowly came into being on the wall, opening to both sides like a door.

After the wall was opened, a big door appeared in front of Zhuo Hua, on which two vigorous and powerful characters ‘Sword Pavilion’ could be seen.