Free Web NovelChapter 34: Fame Starts Spreading
"Damn it, damn it!"
A person wearing a black robe with a cloak on top could be seen running through the narrow streets of the outer city, his face twisted ugly as he continuously cursed.
"For what reason did the leader make such a decision?" The person grabbed his face, leaving behind trails of blood and scratches. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call him a crazed madman. "No, no... the decision was right, but that person’s abilities were far beyond what the intelligence gathered stated, and not just for us..." freewebnøvel.com
The man running like a madman through the narrow streets was none other than one of Derik’s bodyguards. His sole mission was to ensure Derik’s safety and report any important news regarding him.
Unbeknownst to Derik, the son he had lost decades ago had already become one of the underground leaders of the outer city.
His son never forgot about his father and secretly appointed guards to monitor his movements, both for his protection and to make sure he lacked nothing.
Only...
"He died! What will I tell the young master?" The bodyguard’s breathing became chaotic. "He’ll definitely kill me before he even avenges his father."
The bodyguard himself was facing a Demon Suppression Office expert in the Acupoint Realm, and although his own strength was slightly superior, offending the Demon Suppression Office was practically a death sentence.
"No, he will understand."
After calming his pounding heart, he convinced himself that he still had a chance to survive and quickly sped deeper into the underground area hidden beneath the outer city.
***
Elsewhere, inside a tavern filled with people drinking beer and chatting nonstop, two men sitting near the center spoke loudly with excitement.
"Did you hear the latest news, old man?"
"Hmm? You mean the demon that was discovered hiding inside our city for years by the Demon Suppression Office?" The man laughed while taking a huge gulp from the giant beer mug before him. "Naturally, the entire city heard about it. Even some small news companies on Earth reported it."
The other man also drank a mouthful before shaking his head seriously.
"You are already outdated, my friend. The Demon Suppression Office publicly stated that although they participated in the mission, the entire operation was carried out by a member of the Immortal Pavilion. Apparently, even the mission itself first appeared there."
"Hmm?" The other man raised an eyebrow, finally becoming interested.
Seeing the reaction, the first man leaned forward slightly and continued, "Listen carefully. This place not only gives missions but also accepts them, and it apparently has other services as well. It’s basically similar to a guild, except with much more freedom and accessible resources."
At a nearby table, three people exchanged glances after overhearing the conversation, traces of interest appearing on their faces.
"Old First, did you hear that?" A dark-skinned man with a muscular build spoke eagerly. "We not only need money but also a proper place to cultivate. If this place isn’t a guild, then maybe it suits us."
Their group had long wanted to improve their cultivation, but money was tight, and none of the guilds appealed to them because of their endless rules and merit systems required to access cultivation resources.
If what those drunk men said was true, then such a place suited them perfectly, especially since its services relied on payment rather than merit contributions.
"Second, what do you think?" asked the man called Old First.
He wore a mask covering half his face, while both eyes were hidden beneath a long red bandage made from some unknown material, giving him an extremely mysterious appearance.
Although Old First was the leader of the group, he still valued the opinions of his companions. In his view, listening to more perspectives reduced mistakes and increased the chances of making the correct decision.
Second remained silent for a moment before finally speaking. Her voice sounded enchanting to the ears.
"What Third said makes sense. Since such a place exists, it’s worth checking out at least once. If it’s far worse than the guilds or the restrictions are excessive, we can simply leave."
Old First rested his hands together beneath his chin before speaking calmly.
"Tomorrow we head there. But first, we’ll make a quick trip to Earth and inspect our supplies in Dragon City. If we truly decide to join this pavilion, then we might as well prepare better equipment beforehand."
The other two nodded in agreement before standing up.
Their destination was the central gate of Dragon City leading toward the Middle Plains, the location of one of the three strongest empires on Earth.
The Guardians Imperial Family.
***
While news spread through the city like wildfire, Darius leisurely lay on his bed while conversing with the system.
"When can I obtain a Pavilion Feature, Tool, or Skill? You know about my agreement with Albredo. If my calculations are correct, we should soon welcome a large number of new members. Do you really think two cultivation rooms and an empty mission board are enough to satisfy them?"
Darius sounded almost pitiful while speaking to the system, lowering his voice as though begging on the streets.
Naturally, he wasn’t unaware of the situation outside. The moment he inherited the pavilion, his businessman instincts immediately began working, and he had already started planning ways to increase the pavilion’s reputation.
Thankfully, Albredo was someone capable of recognizing opportunities and didn’t make cooperation difficult for him. In fact, one of the conditions Darius proposed was precisely this current situation.
The Demon Suppression Office publicly spreading news that the Immortal Pavilion had played the leading role in exposing the hidden demon.
To the Demon Suppression Office, such matters were trivial.
They were aloof existences feared by demons, aliens, and even humans alike. Giving credit to a random pavilion meant absolutely nothing to them.
In the past, they had done the same for certain guilds and independent cultivators who contributed toward demon hunts.
Compared to those people, Darius had already provided them with enough value to deserve such treatment.
However, this wasn’t what troubled Darius the most.
What truly made him restless was the lack of services his pavilion currently possessed.
He feared many people would hesitate to become members if the pavilion lacked enough attractive benefits.
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For anyone with basic business sense, such a concern was completely reasonable.
