Strongest War Emperor

"Damn it, who are you calling indecent? I was just politely asking for directions. You think I was hitting on you? Take a look at yourself! I was just honorably on my way to buy... huh, Hidden Fragrance Pavilion! I’ve searched high and low for it, only to turn around and find the prize right where the lights are dim!"

In Celestial Phoenix City, the most popular establishment was the Treasure Pavilion. However, besides the Treasure Pavilion, only two other places dared to boast of their popularity.

These two places were the Hidden Fragrance Pavilion near the South Gate and Shuangta Temple across from it. They stood about a kilometer apart, facing each other like opposing forces.

The Hidden Fragrance Pavilion was famous far and wide for the beauty of its maidens, while Shuangta Temple was renowned throughout the Purple Chu Country for its profound Buddhist Dharma.

Many people traveled from far and wide for a night of passion at the Hidden Fragrance Pavilion, only to head to Shuangta Temple the next day, full of guilt, to meditate and seek enlightenment. The first thing they said upon meeting an eminent monk was strikingly similar: "Master, I feel like we met last night?"

The monks grew tired of this question, and eventually, one of them came up with a classic response: "Amitabha. It takes five hundred glances in a past life to have a chance encounter in this one. Benefactor, this proves that you and this old monk are bound by fate!"

Every time a monk said this, the visitor would shudder, feel their asshole pucker, and never dare to mention the Hidden Fragrance Pavilion again.

As for Deng Jianchen, upon seeing the Hidden Fragrance Pavilion, he was so excited his eyes welled up with tears, and he charged right in.

The moment he entered the Hidden Fragrance Pavilion, he realized something was wrong.

It turned out that while the Hidden Fragrance Pavilion was as bustling as ever, not a single person came forward to greet him this time!

’What the hell? Has customer service in this day and age gotten this bad? I have to pay money just to get the cold shoulder?’

Suddenly, a beefy-faced man waved his hand at Deng Jianchen impatiently, as if shooing a fly. "Out, out! The Xu Family’s young master has booked the entire Hidden Fragrance Pavilion today!" 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Deng Jianchen flew into a rage. ’The Hidden Fragrance Pavilion is this big, and you say it’s booked just like that? You think this is some restaurant?’

’Damn it, give me a fucking break!’

’Being rich makes you that special?!’

’How many beds can your young master even crawl into in one night?!’

’I’ve been laid up for a month! I finally get a chance to have some fun here before Qingwu gets back, and you’re telling me the place is booked?!’

’Cutting off someone’s income is like murdering their parents, but cutting off their fun is like getting their whole clan executed!’

"Get your young master out here! This young master refuses to believe it! In a small place like Celestial Phoenix City, there’s someone this arrogant? I, Deng Jianchen, made a name for myself in the Imperial Capital. You think I can’t handle myself in this Celestial Phoenix City?"

The moment he finished speaking, a crowd of people appeared with a WHOOSH, surrounding him menacingly.

"Heh heh, Deng Jianchen? Quite the impressive attitude you have there!"

On the second floor, a young man in ornate robes was leaning against the railing, smiling as he looked down.

Deng Jianchen’s eyes narrowed. "Yun Qing of the Imperial Dragon Sect!"

This Yun Qing was his older brother’s mortal enemy in the Imperial Dragon Sect. The two had fought countless times, both inside and outside the sect, with neither willing to yield. Yun Qing possessed a formidable cultivation at the Spirit Martial Realm Sixth Heaven.

’To think I’d run into him in Celestial Phoenix City.’

Just as Deng Jianchen was momentarily stunned, two more people walked out from beside Yun Qing.

One of them had a pale complexion, as if gravely ill. But the other one made Deng Jianchen’s eye twitch violently. "Long Fong! ’Why are all these guys in Celestial Phoenix City?’"

Deng Jianchen’s expression became extremely ugly. He didn’t recognize the pale-faced man, but the appearance of Yun Qing, at the Spirit Martial Realm Sixth Heaven, and Long Fong, at the Spirit Martial Realm Seventh Heaven, made him feel trapped in an awkward position.

It was obvious that the pale-faced young master of the Xu Family had booked the Hidden Fragrance Pavilion to entertain Long Fong and Yun Qing.

’And here I am, after being bedridden for over a month, only at the Qi Martial Realm Fourth Heaven. I don’t have any backup with me, so what am I supposed to do?’

The problem was, he couldn’t bring himself to just turn and leave with his tail between his legs.

’It would be too humiliating...’

’If only that rascal Lang Buqun were here. He’d probably have a way out of this.’

In a restaurant just over a hundred meters from the Hidden Fragrance Pavilion, Lang Buqun and Cai Ying were chatting while they ate, completely unaware of how much Deng Jianchen was missing him.

"That bastard Jianchen has been in bed for a whole month and still isn’t up. Without him, I have no rival. It’s truly lonely at the top. So lonely!"

Lang Buqun held his wine cup, looking out the window "melancholically." He looked like he was constipated.

Cai Ying rolled her eyes and said, "Lonely my ass. You’re only at the Qi Martial Realm Third Heaven and you dare spout such nonsense. If you go out on the street right now and yell ’Who dares to fight me?’, I guarantee you’ll be beaten to a pulp!"

"You... Aiya, Cai Ying, you always have no sense of humor. I was talking about having no rivals in my pursuit of Qingwu..."

"Not necessarily. My lady can’t stop thinking about that Ghost-faced Person! Even I think he’s quite handsome..."

"That Ghost-faced Person again! Back then, he only got me because he slapped a Divine Movement Talisman on me. Otherwise, I would’ve shown him how strong I am!" Lang Buqun said defiantly. "By the way, how did Jianchen end up drinking the Giant Potion later?"

"I heard from Uncle Zhou that he was forced to drink it by the Ghost-faced Person... Apparently, he was quite formidable at the time. After taking the Giant Potion, he fought a great battle against a Spirit Corpse! And you? You ran faster than a rabbit!"

"What’s the use of that? He still got beaten like a dog in the end—huh, that kid getting beaten up on the street is pretty handsome. Kinda looks like Jianchen. What has the world come to? Trying to get a freebie at a place like the Hidden Fragrance Pavilion. I see the kid has refined features and is well-dressed, I never would’ve thought... huh? He really does look like that kid Jianchen. If I didn’t know he was still lying in bed... Holy shit, he looks just like him!"

Lang Buqun stood up in shock. "The resemblance is uncanny, like they were carved from the same mold... Fuck, it really is Jianchen! Bastard! Who the fuck dares to touch my bro? I’ll kill his whole family!"

"That guy is Yun Qing from the Imperial Dragon Sect! He’s a master at the Spirit Martial Realm Sixth Heaven!" Cai Ying said, alarmed.

"Huh? Spirit Martial Realm Sixth Heaven? In that case, let’s just keep eating."

Lang Buqun sat back down.

"Tch, and you call yourself his brother... Go help him!" Cai Ying placed a hand on the window railing and, holding a longsword, gracefully flew down.

Lang Buqun shook his head repeatedly. "Can’t that kid ever stay out of trouble? He always finds a way to get into these things. First, he drinks a Giant Potion, and now he runs into his brother’s mortal enemy, Yun Qing, in a place like this! How am I supposed to help? If I go over there, I’ll just get my ass kicked too!"

Though his words were full of reluctance, he still tossed two Gold Coins onto the table.

Then he followed after Cai Ying, rushing toward the Hidden Fragrance Pavilion.

Lang Buqun had just landed on the street and taken a few steps when he heard a furious shout. Five figures suddenly burst out of a nearby inn and surrounded Yun Qing, attacking him ferociously.

"Holy shit, Yin Kuang and Shui Buyu are here too? Now this is going to be a good show..."

He broke into a run, pulling out several Talismans as he went.

Ever since encountering the Demon Corpse when he first arrived in Celestial Phoenix City, he had spent a large number of Spirit Stones to buy a batch of High Tier Talismans from the Treasure Pavilion for self-protection.

He never thought he’d have to use them just two days after getting them.

At this moment, at the entrance of the Hidden Fragrance Pavilion, Yin Kuang, Shui Buyu, and the other three were surrounding Yun Qing, locked in a fierce battle.

Furious shouts rang out continuously, attracting the attention of people from the entire street.

"Hey, someone’s fighting over a girl at the Hidden Fragrance Pavilion! Everyone, let’s go take a look!"

"I heard someone did the deed and is trying to skip out on the bill!"

"What? There’s someone even more shameless than me? I’ve got to see this!"

The gawkers called over their friends and immediately surged forward, blocking the street so completely that not even a drop of water could pass.

Lang Buqun and the others watched the "enthusiastic" citizens of Celestial Phoenix City, so moved that they couldn’t help but roll their eyes.

Far away, at the entrance of Shuangta Temple, a young master who looked to be no more than twenty years old chanted a Buddha’s name and said, "Amitabha. In front of a widow’s door... ahem, in front of the Hidden Fragrance Pavilion’s door, there is much trouble!"

"Master, aren’t you going to take a look? Persuading people toward good is a monk’s duty," a worshipper asked.

"To persuade is not to persuade. Not to persuade is to persuade. Whether one persuades or not, it is all the same... The winds of an impending storm are sweeping through Celestial Phoenix City. Amitabha!"

"Master, your understanding of the Buddhist Dharma is truly profound. Your words are so difficult to comprehend. Huh? I know all the masters at Shuangta Temple, but I don’t believe I’ve seen you before?" the worshipper asked, puzzled.

The master, who looked no older than twenty, smiled mysteriously and said, "This old monk’s Dharma name is Chaos. I come from the Ruyi Buddha Sect..."

"Ruyi Buddha Sect? I’ve never heard of it... Master, you’re so young. It seems a bit inappropriate for you to call yourself ’this old monk,’ doesn’t it?"

This worshipper had indeed never heard of the Ruyi Buddha Sect, because even people like Yun Qing of the Imperial Dragon Sect would never have imagined that someone from the legendary Dark Gold Level Influence, the Ruyi Buddha Sect, would show up in a small city like Celestial Phoenix City...

The Imperial Dragon Sect was considered one of the greatest influences in the Purple Chu Country, and it was merely a Spirit Copper Level Influence!

...

The battle between Yin Kuang’s group and Yun Qing was an extremely mismatched fight.

The Cultivation of Shui Buyu and the other four were all still in the Qi Martial Realm. Aside from Su Jin, who was at the Qi Martial Realm Sixth Heaven, the others were all at the Qi Martial Realm Fifth Heaven.

Yun Qing, on the other hand, was at the Spirit Martial Realm Sixth Heaven.

Even though Yun Qing’s injuries from his fight with Shen Lang on the Tala Prairie had not yet fully healed, he was still far stronger than Yin Kuang and the others.

However, Yun Qing recognized the five and knew of the powers backing them.

And although Yun Qing himself was a member of the Imperial Dragon Sect, he didn’t have any significant backing, so he didn’t dare to truly injure them.

If he actually treated them as enemies and injured them, he would be in for a world of hurt when the influences behind them came looking for the Imperial Dragon Sect.

On the other hand, the weapons in the hands of Yin Kuang’s group were no longer the Second and Third Grade Spiritual Artifacts they once were, but Profound Artifacts!

Therefore, although their Cultivation was a bit lacking, the five of them attacking together with Profound Artifacts still had Yun Qing complaining of his plight, finding it difficult to cope.

"Yin Kuang, get him! Beat him to death for me!" Deng Jianchen roared crazily while lying on the ground, coughing up blood. "Brother Buyu, use your ultimate move! That bastard just hit me twice, pay him back for me! Sister Zuimo, you have to avenge me... COUGH COUGH!"