Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 487 - 244: My Name Is Yuan Ling Guan—If You Need Anything, I’ll Handle It! No Way to Heaven, No Door to Earth

Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 487 - 244: My Name Is Yuan Ling Guan—If You Need Anything, I’ll Handle It! No Way to Heaven, No Door to Earth

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Chapter 487: Chapter 244: My Name Is Yuan Ling Guan—If You Need Anything, I’ll Handle It! No Way to Heaven, No Door to Earth

An Nan City, old district.

Public bathhouse.

This bathhouse has at least a thirty-year history, just the aged door frame is likely older than Zhang Fan.

Taking a bath here is like old times, you get a wooden chip, which acts as your key tag, and you find your spot according to the number.

"In this day and age, there’s still such an old bathhouse?" Fang Changle followed Zhang Fan inside, showing a peculiar expression.

"Aren’t you looking for Qin Shi? What are you doing here?"

"Gathering information, of course." Zhang Fan replied casually.

The few connections he has, Lin Jianyue has a close friend in Huizhou Province, who annually orders [Nourishing Dao Pills] from her, and maintains a good relationship.

The friend recommended a local big shot, referring to him as an information broker, who’s influential both in An Nan City and throughout Huizhou Province.

Especially among the heirs of wealthy families, he knows many secrets and dealings of the Cultivation Family inside out.

Like someone such as Qin Shi, restricting him from going out works in the short term, but he’ll surely become restless over time.

Once you know where he frequently hangs out, you’ll catch him for sure.

Sigh...

The old bathhouse is almost empty, such places are usually for one’s own amusement, many nostalgic wealthy individuals buy them for personal use.

Misty white steam hung around the area.

Just then, a peculiar sound emerged from inside the bathhouse, carrying a sense of strangeness.

"Young man..."

"Quickly kowtow and confess, admit your mistakes immediately, learn right away or I’ll ruin your mother till she’s useless, smack your father until he kneels, you don’t want to watch your family struggle and work for you..."

"Hmm!?"

Zhang Fan and Fang Changle halted abruptly, exchanged glances, showing strange expressions.

"Brother Yuan, I was wrong, I really was wrong, I’ll definitely repay the money, even if I have to sell my house and car, I’ll repay you..."

Next, a frantic plea came out from the white mist.

"Repaying the money doesn’t matter, but the rules shouldn’t be broken easily, one should respect the elders, daring to run away shows no reverence for me, I can only ruin an arm of yours, if you don’t repay, I’ll burn everything as a settling fee for the afterlife."

The peculiar and rhythmic voice sounded again.

"No... don’t, Brother Yuan, you must acknowledge Master Miao’s status, I was wrong... I truly was..."

The plea carried on, laden with undisguisable panic and helplessness.

"My anger is burning, flames reaching higher than the sky, higher than Chu Chaoran’s large waistband, anyone who defies comes to try my grand treasured blade!"

"Finish him!"

"Aahhh..."

As the words fell, a harrowing scream came from the mist.

"What on earth is this?"

Fang Changle stared at Zhang Fan, with an increasingly peculiar expression.

At that moment, two naked men emerged, dragging a figure. They wore only white towels, one arm hanging lifelessly, clearly ruined, bruises covering the body.

The two men seemed oblivious to Zhang Fan and Fang Changle, dragging the person out of the bathhouse.

"Who are you?"

Just then, a lazy voice came from behind.

Zhang Fan turned, seeing a man with a small frame but a rugged beard, emerge. He was barefoot, topless, with only a white towel around his lower half.

"We’re introduced by Sister Bai, looking for Brother Yuan." Zhang Fan explained.

Lin Jianyue’s friend is Sister Bai.

"Oh, introduced by Xiaojie." The man touched his rugged beard, his gaze glanced sideways at Zhang Fan.

"Then you’re one of us."

Saying this, the man slowly extended his fist.

Zhang Fan hesitated, yet before he could react, the rhythmic high voice sounded again.

"I’m Yuan Ling Crown, if you need something from Brother Yuan, it’ll be done right away, our friendship is worth more than gold."

"..."

"..."

Yuan Ling Crown’s fist remained in mid-air.

Zhang Fan indeed couldn’t snap out of his shocked state, what in the world?

However, Fang Changle tugged at Zhang Fan’s sleeve from behind; he glanced towards Yuan Ling Crown’s fist in mid-air.

He mirrored the action, extending his fist to meet.

Yuan Ling Crown grinned, pleased, and gave a nod.

"Follow me."

Speaking, Yuan Ling Crown led the two out of the pool area, around the corner, up the stairs, arriving at a lounge room.

"Damn, in this cold weather, who turned the air conditioning off?"

Entering, Yuan Ling Crown shivered, cursing, "In this weather without AC, how can I remain carefree, damn, I’ll freeze, and you’d still not care? Not short on the electric bill, I’m wealthy."

"..."

"..."

Zhang Fan and Fang Changle followed behind, exchanged a glance, conveying mutual understanding without words.

As the words ended, the central air conditioning automatically started, a warm breeze blew in.

Yuan Ling Crown sprawled comfortably, looking at Zhang Fan and Fang Changle, grinning, "You came to me, you definitely have a request."

"Speak up, around here, Brother Yuan’s name opens doors, with our bond, even if you wish to join the Ten Great Taoist Sects easily, it can be arranged." Yuan Ling Crown skillfully lit a cigarette as he said this.

"Entering the Ten Great Taoist Sects easily? Any sect?" Zhang Fan slightly startled, instinctively looked at Fang Changle.

The Ten Great Taoist Sects renowned globally, leading the Taoist world, owe it to the strong heritage and strict selection. Not something merely paid for admission.

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