"Quick, notify the Misty Snow Pavilion immediately."
Who would dare be careless on a cold night entering the city?
This Eastern Continent Wanderer, who hadn't appeared for a long time, had actually come to Snow City.
This was an earth-shattering event.
...
Chen Fan naturally had no idea that a name could cause such a stir.
At this moment, he was asking for directions to Misty Snow Pavilion.
The infant cradled in his arms was continuously nourished by his spiritual energy, so it wouldn't freeze.
"Brother, do you know where Misty Snow Pavilion is?" Chen Fan stopped someone and asked.
"Who's your brother?"
The burly man had a short temper, pointing in a certain direction: "Are you blind? Can't you see such a large building?"
Chen Fan: "..."
This fellow had an exceptionally bad temper.
If he hadn't pointed him in the right direction at the end, Chen Fan would have lost his temper.
Who was he talking to?
Following the direction the burly man pointed, a tallest building loomed in the wind and snow: "Is that Misty Snow Pavilion?"
"Nonsense, besides Misty Snow Pavilion, who has the right to occupy the tallest building?"
Chen Fan: "..."
Why was this fellow so irritable in every sentence?
With such a temper, in the Northeast of the Lower Realm, he'd probably have been beaten to death long ago.
Forget it, he couldn't be bothered to deal with him, so he turned to leave.
"Hey, where are you going?" The burly man grabbed Chen Fan.
"... I'm going to Misty Snow Pavilion."
"Just like that?"
"How else?"
"Damn."
The burly man was instantly enraged: "Did I point you the way for nothing? Don't you have to pay a toll?"
So.
Chen Fan was speechless.
So this was what he was after.
But he had nothing on him except for the four divine artifacts.
Right, there was one more thing.
"Buzz."
The Heavenly Star Stone appeared in his hand, and he tossed it to the burly man: "Is this enough?"
"Holy crap, Heavenly Star Stone." The burly man's eyeballs nearly bulged out.
His gaze towards Chen Fan was filled with respect.
What kind of eccentric young master from which family was out here experiencing life, throwing out a Heavenly Star Stone?
But then, the burly man's expression changed, and he pushed the Heavenly Star Stone back: "Are you an idiot? How can you casually take out something so valuable? Hurry up and put it away."
Chen Fan noticed pairs of ill-intentioned gazes.
But he didn't care at all, and asked naively, "Can they really try to rob me?"
The burly man: "..."
The way he looked at Chen Fan, he was just short of giving him a thumbs-up.
Brother, you're amazing.
"Come with me."
The burly man grabbed Chen Fan: "I'll take you to Misty Snow Pavilion."
"No need, I can go myself..."
"Shut up."
The burly man interrupted him: "If you don't want to die, come with me. Although I, Pang Tong, don't have that much influence, I can still deter some people."
After speaking, he forcefully dragged Chen Fan in the direction of Misty Snow Pavilion.
"..."
Chen Fan didn't resist anymore.
This fellow named Pang Tong, though his mouth was unpleasant, was actually kind-hearted.
"Brother, once I deliver you to Misty Snow Pavilion, that Heavenly Star Stone will truly be mine," Pang Tong said.
"I can give it to you now, I can go by myself..."
"That won't do."
Your old Pang still has principles: "Asking for directions is not worth the value of a Heavenly Star Stone, but since I've already shown my wealth, this journey won't be peaceful. If I deliver you safely to Misty Snow Pavilion, I'll feel at ease taking this Heavenly Star Stone."
Fine, he was just trying to ease his conscience.
Alright, since you insist, I can't say anything more.
Chen Fan stopped talking and followed him forward.
Just after crossing a street, Pang Tong stopped and said solemnly, "Friends ahead, I am Pang Tong. I hope you will give me some face."
After speaking, Pang Tong took out a stone emitting strong spiritual energy and threw it out.
*Pa.*
The spirit stone turned in the air and landed somewhere.
"Let's go."
Pang Tong breathed a sigh of relief.
This spirit stone was quite valuable. With spirit stones paving the way, as long as the other party accepted, they would leave.
They passed through the already safe street and reached the second street.
The same words were spoken, and another spirit stone was thrown out.
The spirit stone was taken, and this street was also safe.
There were a total of nine streets to pass through on the way to Misty Snow Pavilion.
The first three were passed without incident, but the fourth one proved troublesome.
"Hey."
A sneer came from the front: "Fat Pang, you're trying to fob off a beggar with a high-grade spirit stone?"
This meant that Pang Tong's offer was not satisfactory.
"Two."
This was Pang Tong's absolute limit.
There were still five streets ahead, and as one went further, the people would become stronger, and they would demand more spirit stones.
But compared to the value of the Heavenly Star Stone, Pang Tong felt it was worth a gamble.
The Heavenly Star Stone had no appeal to the cultivators in Snow City, but once it was sold, it could fetch an exorbitant price.
Heavenly Star Stones were unique to the Endless Fire Domain.
Every one that appeared would trigger a fierce competition.
Now, with a Heavenly Star Stone appearing in Snow City, it would be a disservice to its value if a battle didn't break out.
"No."
The hidden lurker still refused: "At least ten, otherwise, let's fight."
Ten.
Pang Tong's heart bled.
Should he pay, or not?
If he paid, he could indeed pass through the fourth street safely, but what about the streets after that?
The fourth street used stones to clear the way, so the fifth street would at least double, and then it would snowball, eventually reaching a point of despair for Pang Tong.
After thinking this through, Pang Tong had already made up his mind, and he shouted loudly, "Old blind man, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
It seemed Pang Tong knew the other party's identity and called him out directly.
"Heh heh."
The old blind man simply stopped hiding and walked out from the street corner, looking at Pang Tong with contempt.
However, deep in his eyes, there was a hint of solemnity.
The old blind man knew Pang Tong and also knew that this fellow was not to be trifled with.
"Fight."
Pang Tong shouted first.
His clothes were torn by his powerful aura, revealing his bulging, muscular body.
His muscles, gnarled like an old tree's roots, were twisted together, filled with explosive strength.
"Boom."
Pang Tong charged forward like a ferocious beast.
The old blind man dared not face his momentum and instantly retreated.
At the same time, he left a formation pattern on the ground.
Pang Tong threw a punch, and with a 'bang,' he shattered the formation pattern and continued to charge forward.
The old blind man's expression changed.
This big fellow had become even stronger than last month.
But since he had chosen to act, he would not resign himself to fate.
"Kill."
Formation patterns were drawn and suppressed Pang Tong.
Rumble.
The two fought on the long street, their battle fierce.
Pang Tong excelled in strength, while the old blind man was skilled at drawing formations to fight his opponents.
The battle lasted for a full five minutes.
Finally...
"Bang."
Pang Tong smashed the old blind man away with a punch.
He also paid a price, his body being crisscrossed with numerous wounds by the formation patterns.
"Old blind man, want to go again?" Pang Tong shouted loudly.
"Sigh."
The old blind man sighed: "You may pass. I am not your match."
Neither of them had the intention to fight to the death.
The old blind man also knew that even if he defeated Pang Tong, he wouldn't be able to get the Heavenly Star Stone. It would eventually be taken by someone behind him, who would then symbolically give him some spirit stones as compensation.
This was the rule.
Therefore, he yielded and no longer persisted.