After the destruction of the Immortal Realm, I took in the fallen fairy.

30%, 25%, 31%...

After scanning around, Lin Heng could only marvel at how amazing Xianyuan's packaging was.

If it weren't for the Celestial Slave Handbook, which allows one to directly observe the purity of these Celestial Maidens' spiritual roots, one might actually be deceived by their attire befitting members of a major sect.

Those two in front.

How could the two fairy maidens, one in a light pink dress and the other in a cyan skirt, have the audacity to look at Yun Qinghe and Mu Tinglan behind them with such disdain?

With spiritual root purity of 16% and 17%, in the Immortal Realm, they would probably only be considered rogue cultivators struggling to survive, yet they looked down on these two immortal servants who were truly from major sects...

"Young master, have you not yet found a fairy maiden of your choice?"

Seeing Lin Heng shake his head in disappointment, the male cultivator in charge of the reception quickly asked, "Would you like to check out the private rooms on the second floor? It only costs five spirit stones for tea..."

"No."

Lin Heng found an empty seat and sat down.

"Then you may have some tea here first, young master."

The male cultivator still greeted them with a smile. After all, having worked at the Misty Pavilion for so many years, he knew that the young masters who frequented the place were all extremely wealthy.

If you haven't found a suitable fairy maiden, then just sit here and kill some time until a suitable fairy maiden comes along, right?

"Some tea will do, I have something to ask you."

In the end, Lin Heng decided to first inquire about the proprietress of the Misty Pavilion.

After all, the manager of Wangchen Book Gallery once said that even the city lord called her the sect leader of the immortal realm.

No matter how well the fair maidens in Golden Deer City package themselves, they might still be able to deceive even the people in the city lord's mansion.

"Alright, these are the teas in our shop, all made from precious spiritual herbs. You can choose some first, young master."

As he spoke, the male cultivator took out some fragments of spiritual herbs from a pocket in his sleeve.

"Um... I'll have a pot of this!"

Xia Feng immediately took a liking to the fragments containing the essence of the "strengthening herb" and promptly took out a spirit stone and handed it to the male cultivator.

"Young master, you are so magnanimous!"

The male cultivator immediately beamed with joy, but then Lin Heng placed the remaining crumbs on the table and said to Yun Qinghe and Mu Tinglan, "Take a look and see what you'd like to drink."

Seeing that Lin Heng wasn't even picky about the tea, the male cultivator immediately understood and leaned closer to ask, "Young master, what is it you wish to inquire about?"

"It's not a big deal."

Lin Heng said with a smile, "I have a big business deal that I'd like to discuss with the owner of your Mijin Pavilion in person."

"A big deal?!"

The male cultivator's eyes lit up, but then he hesitated, "But young master, if you're looking for our boss lady... you might be coming at the wrong time."

The big business deal was, of course, just bait thrown out to lure people into seeing the proprietress of the Misty Pavilion in person.

So the male cultivator's answer piqued Lin Heng's curiosity: "She's not here?"

"Yes, young master, it's not that I'm deliberately making excuses."

The male cultivator nodded and said, "Didn't a demonic tide happen a few days ago? Our boss lady went out the night the demonic tide ended... She was supposed to come back today, but even the servants of our Misty Pavilion haven't seen her."

Did you go out right after the Demon Tide ended?

Lin Heng's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but think of the old demon merchant's discovery.

The falling of stars after the end of the demonic tide may signify the fall of a high-quality fairy.

Perhaps even the old demon merchant himself wasn't entirely sure about the pattern he had discovered.

But if this pattern is true, then given Jinlucheng's level of development, it might have already discovered it.

Considering the rumors circulating about the identity of the proprietress of the Mijin Pavilion, the possibility is actually quite high...

Seeing Lin Heng remain silent, the male cultivator suggested in a low voice, "Why don't you sit down and have some tea? I'll let you know as soon as the proprietress returns. If she hasn't returned by today... you'll have to come back tomorrow."

"Um."

Lin Heng nodded slightly, pulled out the chair next to him, and sat down.

He looked at Yun Qinghe and Mu Tinglan, who were staring at the crumbs on the table but remained motionless: "Have you made your choices?"

After thinking for a moment, as if considering the right words, Mu Tinglan said, "Master, these scraps..."

"That's terrible."

On the contrary, Yun Qinghe pulled over a wooden chair and sat down, then said coldly, "It's not even as good as the spiritual herbs that Jingyu grows in her own courtyard."

"Um?!"

The male cultivator was immediately stunned.

It wasn't because Yun Qinghe didn't give face to the Mijin Pavilion, but rather because how could a mere fairy servant like her be sitting at the same table as her master?

Before he could think any further, the purple-clad fairy servant beside him...

Why did she sit down too?

"cut."

But at this moment, the two immortal maidens in front, whose combined spiritual root purity was still lower than Song Jingyu's, couldn't stand it anymore.

The fairy maiden in green deliberately raised her voice: "Sister, you've become a fairy slave, yet you look down on even the fine tea brewed with spiritual herbs in the Misty Pavilion. Isn't that a bit pretentious?"

The fairy maiden in a pale pink dress beside her chuckled in agreement, "Hehe, what's so strange about that? Now that we've become fairy slaves, where do we get the right to spend spirit stones like we do?"

The fairy maiden in green covered her mouth and laughed, "I think it's just that she's been forced to save spirit stones for her master because she's stuck with a slave master who doesn't have much money, under the pressure of the slave spirit seal, right?"

"Um?!"

Suddenly, Yun Qinghe's pretty eyebrows furrowed.

These fairy maidens gossiping about me is one thing.

Why is the owner involved?

So, instinctively and decisively, she immediately began to rapidly form hand seals with the tips of her fingers on her sleeve...

But she was quickly interrupted while casting the spell.

"Eh?"

Suddenly, Yun Qinghe stared blankly at Lin Heng.

Because she received her master's command in her heart:

"You're supposed to be from a legitimate major sect, how come you're as uncivilized as these imposters? In a big city, you can't just start a fight without warning."

Then, isn't the master angry?

"What's the point of getting angry with them?"

Yun Qinghe heard Lin Heng's voice again and saw Lin Heng sitting opposite her roll his eyes at her. "These guys are so vain, you guys are fine as you are..."

Hearing Lin Heng's arrangement in her mind, Yun Qinghe nodded blankly.

But Mu Tinglan, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but laugh out loud just by hearing Lin Heng's plan.

After receiving Lin Heng's instructions, Mu Tinglan took the lead and pointed to some crumbs on the table, saying to the male cultivator next to her, "Then let's drink this. I remember Jingyu said that this Qingzhi grass also has the effect of beautifying the skin."

"Then I want this one too."

Yun Qinghe nodded gently.

"Then, Master..."

Mu Tinglan winked charmingly at Lin Heng, "Are you going to drink the same tea as Young Master Xia?"

"Whatever."

Lin Heng rolled her eyes at her.

Water Spirit Root Fairy, you're really too considerate...