"True Monarch Building, the tenth-ranked business company! Then this business company is indeed large." After being pulled to the side, Fang Han did not flare up either. He simply allowed those black-clothed large men to clear the path. Then, that massive war chariot in the air slowly drove out from the void, being pulled at the front unexpectedly by a giant dragon with nine heads.
Nine-Headed Divine Dragon!
This kind of dragon held an exceedingly high status among the Dragon Race. It was even an extinct prehistoric dragon species, actually being used to pull carts. The Nine-Headed Turtle Lion Fang Han had purchased was merely a hybrid descendant left behind by the Nine-Headed Divine Dragon.
"Reward these two women!"
As the war chariot drove past the city gate, a cold and arrogant voice transmitted from within the war chariot.
"Yes!" A black-clothed large man respectfully nodded. With a grab of his two hands, two magic treasure pouches appeared, filled to the brim with pills, and even containing two magic treasures within.
With a casual glance, Fang Han saw that inside those two magic treasure pouches, there were at least over a million pills, and the two magic treasures were both low grade Dao Artifacts of exceedingly good quality. They were actually items of reward. He instantly felt that this Young Master of the True Monarch Building was pressingly rich and noble, viewing pills like dirt.
With such a heavy reward, the two brocade-clothed women could only accept it. They simply allowed this group of black-clothed large men to escort that massive war chariot into the city.
"You two, this Young Master of the True Monarch Building puts on such a great display." Fang Han waited until everyone had gone inside before opening his mouth to ask the two brocade-clothed women, "Is he entering the Brocade Mansion just like this to purchase some treasure? Since the True Monarch Building is the tenth-ranked business company, what thing can they not purchase?"
"No, this Young Master of the True Monarch Building is coming to our Brocade Mansion to seek our young miss. He has already come many times. The True Monarch Building has always wanted to arrange a marriage alliance with the Brocade Mansion. Pity, our young miss does not like this person. But this Young Master of the True Monarch Building comes more and more frequently. We have all grown accustomed to it."
A brocade-clothed woman said to Fang Han. She also saw that Fang Han possessed some true abilities. The "Black Nightmare Guards" of the True Monarch Building were each refined through secret magics, possessing special constitutions and super strong combat power, being killing machines. Although they were figures of the "Cave Heaven Realm", they could exchange blows with Universe Light Realm, and some even Creation Realm figures.
For Fang Han to easily dissolve the move manifested that his abilities were absolutely not ordinary.
"Oh? So that's how it is." Fang Han's eyes darted around, "I wish to buy a few materials to refine a treasure. These materials are very special, some being substances that exist only in the Immortal World. I wonder where in the city they can be purchased?"
"You want to buy substances that exist only in the Immortal World?" The two brocade-clothed women only now looked squarely at Fang Han, surprise manifesting on their faces, "These substances are quite expensive in price, and they will not be easily brought out for trade."
"Oh, the price aspect does not matter." Fang Han said calmly, "Furthermore, regarding that Young Master of the True Monarch Building, I do not wish to contend with him today, as I have important matters to attend to. Otherwise, I would absolutely make him suffer a great loss! What does his little bit of rewarded items count for?"
While speaking, he flipped his palm. Immediately, the two magic treasure pouches containing exactly one million pure yang pills and one low grade Dao Artifact each, which the two brocade-clothed women had just received, flew up and were caught in his palm. Then, raging flames surged up on his palm, and these two magic treasure pouches were immediately reduced to ashes.
"You!"
The two brocade-clothed women turned pale with fright.
"Hmph! What the Young Master of the True Monarch Building rewarded you, I will reward you tenfold." Fang Han smiled coldly. Two magic treasure pouches appeared on his palm anew, "Ten million pure yang pills and two middle grade Dao Artifacts for each person. One Divine Profound Saber, one Immortal Profound Sword. The saber and sword complement each other, possessing immense power. The two of you could even rely on them to deal with figures of the Undying Body."
"Ah!"
Seeing Fang Han toss over two magic treasure pouches once again, the two brocade-clothed women could not help but be thoroughly stunned. Opening the magic treasure pouches, they indeed discovered two middle grade Dao Artifacts, a saber and a sword, complementing each other. Their quality was unknown how many times higher than what the Young Master of the True Monarch Building had rewarded.
"This, how can we bear such a gift." The two brocade-clothed women mumbled.
"No matter, this is but a drop in the bucket to me. I just cannot stand the arrogant appearance of that Young Master of the True Monarch Building. For a petty little figure to actually crash around so rampantly, if it were in…" A fierce bearing deliberately flickered in Fang Han's eyes, releasing a trace of the Prehistoric Ancestral Dragon's aura.
In a split second, these two brocade-clothed women felt as if they saw the shadow of an immense existence amidst the endless star rivers. The depths of their souls trembled, "If it were in… I would definitely make him die without a burial site!"
"What kind of person is this? For his background to actually be so great!" The two brocade-clothed women exchanged a glance, "Neither showing the mountains nor revealing the water, yet to actually be so formidable!"
"His background is definitely very great. I just felt the aura released from his body; it was too terrifying. Even when facing our Mansion Master of the Brocade Mansion, my soul has never trembled this deeply from within."
"Alright. Put away the treasures I rewarded you, and take me to see your young miss. I wish to discuss a large piece of business." Having put on an adequate display, Fang Han finally stated the main point.
"Alright, Young Master, please follow me. I will go notify her right now."
One of the brocade-clothed women now already knew Fang Han's formidability and that his identity was no small matter. She hurriedly led Fang Han into the city.
From the outside, this city of the Brocade Mansion looked exquisite and delicate, immensely refined. But inside, it possessed a distinct cave heaven universe, with clusters of flowers like brocade. Pavilions were built amidst thickets of fresh flowers, with birds singing and fragrant flowers extending to the horizon's end.
Fang Han also possessed this kind of spatial expansion construction ability. However, the spatial utilization inside here was exceedingly ingenious; only top experts of the World King Realm or above could probably create it.
Every pavilion was a marketplace. When some grand figures entered from within, there were naturally women dressed in brocade clothes to receive them.
"Piao Xiu'er, you are guarding the gate, why have you come in? It's your turn to guard the gate today." Just as Fang Han and Piao Xiu'er entered the Brocade Mansion and were flying forward, a beautiful middle-aged woman happened to fly past and casually called out to stop the two. This beautiful middle-aged woman cast a glance at Fang Han, then asked Piao Xiu'er, her tone quite unfriendly, "Today the Young Master of the True Monarch Building comes to visit, and you are running all over the place, what kind of proper conduct is this?"
"Martial Aunt Xing, this Young Master has a large piece of business and wishes to see the young miss. I need to pass on the message." Piao Xiu'er hurriedly said.
"Young Master? Wants to see the young miss? Large piece of business?" The expression of "overestimating one's capabilities" flashed past the beautiful middle-aged woman's face, "What large piece of business? I can make the decisions. A business of over a hundred million pills? Even a business of a billion pills, I can handle it. Today the young miss wants to see the Young Master of the True Monarch Building, she will not see any guests."
"Is that so? What if it is a business of ten trillion, or a hundred trillion?" A fierce light flickered in Fang Han's eyes, and he glared viciously at this beautiful middle-aged woman. Instantly, this beautiful middle-aged woman's entire body jolted, dripping with copious sweat. She only felt that, in a split second, it was as if she had fallen into an endless nightmare.
"This person possesses such a fiercely matchless aura, like a prehistoric giant god, ancient and barren, with vast heavenly might. What exactly is his background?" Subsequently, she struggled with all her might, struggling out from the nightmare, only to see Fang Han smiling slightly. It seemed as if absolutely nothing had happened just now.
"This person is unfathomably deep. Solely relying on his aura, he completely intimidated me, making me unable to extricate myself. One must know I am a top expert of the Cave Heaven Realm!" A layer of cold sweat broke out all over the beautiful middle-aged woman's body. The look in her eyes as she regarded Fang Han had completely changed, especially upon hearing Fang Han utter "a large piece of business of ten trillion, a hundred trillion pills."
This kind of business was indeed too large. Moreover, given Fang Han's unfathomable strength, his words were not necessarily false.
"Martial Aunt Xing, this Young Master indeed possesses majestic financial power. Just now he rewarded us…" Piao Xiu'er flew to Xing Rong's side, whispering a recount of something.
"What? He rewarded the two of you ten million pills each, and one middle grade Dao Artifact? So lavishly generous?" The changes in the beautiful middle-aged woman's complexion were exceedingly magnificent. She froze for a moment, and then a smile manifested on her face, "This Young Master, I am Xing Rong, a deacon of the Brocade Mansion. You wish to see my young miss to discuss a large piece of business, I am afraid you cannot get your wish today…"
"I know, but I perceive your young miss does not have much interest in that Young Master of the True Monarch Building. Besides, I also want to see for myself how exactly this Young Master of the True Monarch Building is. Discussing business together with everyone might not be without its benefits." With a wave of his hand, another magic treasure pouch flew out, containing fully thirty million pure yang pills and a middle grade Dao Artifact, acting rich and imposing, "How about it?"
"Emerald Lightning Spiritual Yang Pearl!" The beautiful middle-aged woman Xing Rong looked at the middle grade Dao Artifact inside the magic treasure pouch. It was an emerald green pearl bearing lightning textures upon it, and she was instantly both shocked and joyous. This middle grade Dao Artifact was condensed into a magic treasure from the essence generated amidst thunder and lightning. Its offensive power was extremely fierce. One could even entrust their own divine sense to it and cultivate it into an incarnation. The magic treasure was extremely pure.
"Since Young Master is so generous, I naturally must go pass on the message. Please enter the VIP Pavilion to wait, Young Master. In the time it takes an incense stick to burn, I will certainly come to inform you."
While speaking, the beautiful middle-aged woman Xing Rong led Fang Han to a pavilion set amidst picturesque scenery. Subsequently, she called a few beautiful women dressed in brocade clothes to serve beside him, waiting with their hands down. Fragrant tea was also offered up, the mist of the tea surprisingly transforming into various shapes of immortal cranes and phoenixes. The tea leaves were transparent, the water sizzling as it steeped, seemingly possessing sentience. Fang Han could tell at a glance that it was an exquisite item called "Spiritual Crane Immortal Mist Tea", a remnant species from the Immortal World.
Just as Fang Han was drinking tea and waiting.
In a deeper part of this Brocade Mansion, the war chariot of the Young Master of the True Monarch Building slowly came to a halt. In the distance was a pavilion with red balustrades and flying eaves.
"Young Master, that fellow cultivator on the road just now possessed an extremely profound cultivation base. In an instant, I felt his killing intent. I fear there are some issues regarding his origins."
An old man dressed in gray clothes, with withered skin and hands like chicken claws, stood next to the war chariot, bowing slightly. This old man looked like a top expert in the guise of a grand steward. Although his skin appeared shriveled, a bizarre aura flowed within that skin. It was as if all his essence qi had condensed into a single point, appearing both withered and flourishing, neither withered nor flourishing.
"Is that so? This fellow cultivator actually dared to show killing intent towards me? Then investigate! Investigate clearly! And simply kill him secretly." Careless and indifferent words transmitted out from within the war chariot.