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Seeing Ling Mo Xie actually take out the token, the two people blocking their way were momentarily stunned. They had originally assumed that Ling Mo Xie would not possess a token; their inquiry was merely a formality, and they were prepared to drive Ling Mo Xie and his companion away.
Thus, when they saw Ling Mo Xie genuinely produce a token, the person who had been blocking him blankly accepted it, examining it in his hand. It was real; the texture was all too familiar. They witnessed many people coming and going every day, and regardless of how impressive someone was, showing the token was a must when entering Listening to the Wind Pavilion.
"How about it? Can we go in now?" Ling Mo Xie asked impatiently as he was eager to summon Hong Chi.
"Oh, alright, alright! Please enter!" The man quickly regained his composure, respectfully handed over the token, and gestured for Ling Mo Xie to proceed.
Although Ling Mo Xie did not have a high cultivation level here and did not seem to hold any significant status, the fact that he possessed a token from Listening to the Wind Pavilion meant that he was someone they could not afford to offend.
The two gatekeepers were well aware of this, so they treated Ling Mo Xie with great respect.
Meanwhile, those watching from a distance were surprised that Ling Mo Xie had not been thrown out yet. They murmured among themselves, "Why hasn’t that kid been kicked out? When did those gatekeepers become so patient?"
"Yeah, something feels off!" Some speculated while others agreed. In any case, they were puzzled about why Ling Mo Xie and the Old Man had not been expelled yet; they were still waiting to see what would happen with the Old Man.
At this moment, seeing that the gatekeepers had allowed them to pass, Ling Mo Xie naturally would not linger at the entrance. He turned to the Old Man beside him and said, "Let’s go in!"
To Ling Mo Xie's surprise, the Old Man showed no signs of astonishment; he simply nodded and followed behind Ling Mo Xie, striding confidently inside without any hesitation.
"You see! They went in! They went in!" Those who had been hiding nearby to watch the spectacle exclaimed in shock as they saw Ling Mo Xie and his companion walk in boldly.
"What’s going on? How could they possibly get in? Listening to the Wind Pavilion isn’t a place just anyone can enter!" Some expressed their astonishment while clearly harboring a strong curiosity.
"Listening to the Wind Pavilion is run by the Taoist Sect, only receiving esteemed guests from the Taoist Sect. This is indisputable; otherwise, unless those managing Listening to the Wind Pavilion are seeking trouble... that means..."
"That kid is an esteemed guest of the Taoist Sect?" The crowd fell silent for a moment before collectively exclaiming in surprise.
This left them no choice but to be astonished. Previously, when they saw Ling Mo Xie, his cultivation was mediocre, and his attire was not particularly luxurious. Moreover, he had no guards or anything of the sort by his side. They regarded him merely as a country bumpkin who had just arrived in Wen Dao City and had never seen the world. This sudden reversal completely stunned them.
After a moment of silence, one person nudged the person next to him and said, "Do you think if Old Man's true identity as a con artist is exposed, he would be beaten to death and thrown into a mass grave?"
"Well, that's hard to say!" the other person pondered before responding seriously.
Then, several people around sighed and said, "It's not Old Man's fault for being blind; really, it's not his fault. Who would have thought this kid could pretend to be so convincingly? If he hadn't entered Listening to the Wind Pavilion, I would have definitely thought he was some country bumpkin who had never seen the market!"
"Ah, let's mourn for Old Man. At least Wen Dao City will finally be rid of a menace!" After a moment of silence, everyone began to chatter again. After all, they had not offended Ling Mo Xie and were not worried about anything.
Those people did not disperse after seeing Ling Mo Xie and Old Man enter; instead, they continued to speculate endlessly. They even invited friends over and chose a restaurant to eat while discussing. Ling Mo Xie had evidently become a topic of gossip for some.
At that moment, Ling Mo Xie was somewhat shocked by the scene inside Listening to the Wind Pavilion.
This Listening to the Wind Pavilion was far more extraordinary than the one in Izumo Kingdom. Although it appeared to be an ordinary restaurant from the outside, just a bit more luxurious, stepping inside felt like entering another realm altogether.
Clouds gathered and dispersed beneath his feet. Looking up, depending on his mood, it could either be a clear sky with no clouds or thunder and lightning; it might even be a rainbow hanging high above. He could see no ceiling or roof—what he saw was simply the sky!
As he moved his feet, he could see flowers blooming at his side and even catch a whiff of their fresh fragrance.
In this strange space stood a massive Lotus Platform in the center. The Lotus Platform was enormous; standing on it made a person look like a tiny ant.
Fortunately, cultivators could fly. Ling Mo Xie looked around; it seemed that this Lotus Platform was the only place to go. So he flew up with Old Man.
As he flew, Ling Mo Xie once again felt the magic of Listening to the Wind Pavilion. Not only did flying consume much less Spiritual Energy, but his body felt light as a feather while flying amidst radiant light and surrounded by the sounds of chirping birds.
After all the surprises Ling Mo Xie had experienced today, he felt somewhat numb at this point. Thus, he didn't remain astonished for long. When he landed on the Lotus Platform, he saw someone dressed in a green robe waiting for him.
The Person in the Green Robe had a gentle demeanor, refined and elegant, as if he had stepped out of an illustration of a gentleman from the Republic era. At that moment, Ling Mo Xie finally understood what true grace meant.
The Azure Robed Man saw Ling Mo Xie flying over and spoke in a warm, unassuming tone, "You are indeed the youngest guest I have ever received! I wonder if you wish to dine, rest, or meet friends?"
The Azure Robed Man glanced at the Old Man beside Ling Mo Xie with some confusion, but his expression remained unchanged as he addressed Ling Mo Xie.
"Um, all of them!" Ling Mo Xie hesitated before responding. He had just arrived in Wen Dao City and had yet to find a place to settle down. This seemed to be the safest option; after all, he had received the Daoist Order Decree, and he didn't know how many Taoist Sect members would envy him. If he stayed here, they wouldn't dare to act recklessly.
Thus, Ling Mo Xie decided to temporarily reside here.
When Ling Mo Xie said this, he felt a bit embarrassed. It wasn't that he was trying to take advantage of free services; he genuinely needed it!
The Azure Robed Man clearly did not think along those lines. The people at Listening to the Wind Pavilion were all of high status and did not mind taking advantage of such small benefits.
"Alright then, I will prepare a Courtyard for you. This way, all your needs will be met. If you wish to order food, you can use the ordering array at your table," the Azure Robed Man said with his usual gentle demeanor.
Ling Mo Xie nodded, speculating that the Azure Robed Man's warmth was likely similar to the professional smiles of many hotel staff in his past life. However, this was much more sophisticated; it wasn't just a superficial professional smile.
His grace was professional too but somehow felt natural, as if he were genuinely facing a polite friend.
"Okay!" Ling Mo Xie thought to himself as he nodded at the Azure Robed Man.
The Azure Robed Man took out a small notebook made of an unknown shimmering material.
He flipped through it a few times before tearing out a page. Channeling Spiritual Energy, the golden paper began to glow brightly. Ling Mo Xie could also sense a wave of Spiritual Energy as the Azure Robed Man tossed the paper into the air. Suddenly, before Ling Mo Xie's eyes appeared an ancient and quaint little courtyard.
The courtyard had flowers and grass, even featuring a blue stone Rockery. It contained several rooms and a backyard with a stone table and vine trellis, where flowers were blooming brilliantly.
"This courtyard is more suitable for long-term residence; I hope you will be satisfied," the Azure Robed Man said with a smile to Ling Mo Xie, then began to introduce the Study Room, which was fully equipped and lacked nothing.
Above the courtyard, the sky was filled with a starry night, and a bright full moon hung high.
Seeing Ling Mo Xie looking up at the sky, the Azure Robed Man explained, "Everything here is created by a formation. You can freely change between day and night as long as you use this Jade Pendant to control the formation." As he spoke, he handed a green Jade Pendant to Ling Mo Xie.
Ling Mo Xie nodded but felt unsettled. It turned out that everything was due to a formation; this formation was truly impressive, possessing the power to change the world! If given the chance, he would definitely learn some formations himself!
"Alright, my explanation ends here. The Jade Pendant I gave you controls all the formations here; it's essentially a key. I hope you don't lose it. If anything happens, you can go to the Hall to call us." After finishing, the Azure Robed Man's figure gradually disappeared.
"Hey, kid, are you stunned?" The Old Man was not polite and had already sat down by himself. He circulated his Spiritual Energy and waved his hand over the table; a beam of light rose up, and dishes appeared before him in phantom form. The old man moved smoothly, ordering one dish after another, and soon the originally phantom dishes appeared on the table.
Ling Mo Xie watched in astonishment; this Old Man seemed so skilled that it looked like he had been to the Listening to the Wind Pavilion before.
"I have something to do; you eat first. I'll be back shortly," Ling Mo Xie said hurriedly as he wanted to summon Hong Chi quickly, then walked into his room.
The Old Man watched Ling Mo Xie's retreating figure, tapping his chopsticks against the bowl, pondering something before unceremoniously starting to eat heartily.
Back in his room, Ling Mo Xie secured the doors and windows and began summoning Hong Chi.
This wasn't his first time summoning; Ling Mo Xie had become much more skilled at it. Before long, Hong Chi appeared before him.
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