WebNovel Chapter 1331 Comparing Consumption?
Chapter 1331 Comparing Consumption?
The door closed, instantly isolating the outside world from light and sound.
A strong aroma, a mixture of rich alcohol, sweet smoky fragrance, and a faint smell of blood wafted over.
The scene before Ning Ruan suddenly became clear.
This is not a traditional pavilion hall.
Instead, it was an extremely vast space, with countless glowing spirit stones embedded in the dome, like stars, illuminating the area below as bright as day.
The soft, seductive music flowed through the air.
Dozens of scantily clad cultivators from various races danced gracefully on a huge jade stage in the center. Half were male cultivators and half were female cultivators. Each of them had a seductive figure, but their eyes were empty and numb.
If you look closely, you can see countless scars on their barely visible skin.
Beneath the jade platform were rows of low tables covered with snow-white animal hides, laden with delicacies and fine wines.
Dozens of cultivators with different auras were drinking and making merry here.
Each monk was attended by several people.
They would hug or embrace, their movements frivolous, their laughter unrestrained.
Further away, there were even several areas separated by array formations.
Inside, one could vaguely see cultivators chained up, being used as playthings for amusement, emitting suppressed screams.
What a scene of debauchery and extravagance!
It's quite a scene of hell on earth.
"What a magnificent place! If the current owner of the No. 1 Pavilion in the world knew about this, he would probably be the first to come and kill us."
In Ning Ruan's mind, Chi Ling's cold voice rang out, her tone filled with undisguised disgust.
Ning Ruan remained silent.
But the moment she appeared.
Dozens of eyes were already fixed on them.
Whether out of curiosity, amusement, or blatant malice.
The focus, of course, was on her undisguised human appearance.
"Huh, another new person?"
"Looks like you're only at the tenth realm. You dare to come to the Number One Pavilion Under Heaven at the tenth realm? Little girl, what clan are you from? Don't you know where you are?"
A flippant voice rang out.
Beside a low table closest to Ning Ruan, a cultivator with the appearance of a winged race pushed away the female cultivator in his arms, stood up with interest, and swayed over.
Even from a distance, you could already smell the strong stench of alcohol emanating from him.
A pair of murky eyes scanned Ning Ruan's body without restraint, as if she were appraising a piece of merchandise.
"It seems you really don't know where you are? And you even dare to transform into a human?"
He chuckled and reached out to pinch Ning Ruan's cheek. "You should be glad that person isn't here these past two days, otherwise you would have been in trouble the moment you showed up. Such a pretty little beauty, it would be too tragic if she fell into that person's hands. Why don't you come and play with me?"
Ning Ruan narrowed her eyes, looking at the outstretched hand, a smile playing on her lips, her voice clear and crisp:
"Okay, let's play."
As soon as he finished speaking, a red light flashed.
The winged cultivator's lewd smile was still etched on his face—
The next instant, he felt a chill on his wrist, followed by a sharp pain.
"Pfft!"
Blood gushed out, staining the ground red.
The hand that was still poised to pinch Ning Ruan's cheek in mid-air was now broken, its flesh and bones mangled, and fell to the ground.
"what--!"
A piercing scream shattered the languid music.
The winged cultivator clutched his severed wrist, which was bleeding profusely, his body trembling violently, his eyes filled with disbelief and terror.
Ning Ruan held the red sword in her hand, the tip pointing diagonally at the ground, the blade gleaming coldly, without a trace of blood.
She looked at the severed hand and said casually, "It's actually quite fun. Shall we keep playing?"
There was a sudden silence in the hall.
On the jade platform, the alluring dancer continued to twist her body numbly, as if everything outside was irrelevant to them, without even lifting her eyelids.
But the cultivators who were watching the show and shouting below the stage all stopped what they were doing.
The flippancy and amusement in his eyes were replaced by astonishment and disbelief.
At the No. 1 Restaurant in the world, death is commonplace, and broken hands and feet are even more commonplace.
What shocked them was not the bloodshed.
Instead... a seemingly ordinary tenth-realm cultivator was able to sever the wrist of a thirteenth-realm cultivator with a single sword strike.
Indeed, the winged cultivator was blinded by lust and completely unprepared.
But the difference in their levels is real, and it can't be easily erased by the word "sneak attack".
"You...you dare to hurt me?!"
The winged cultivator clutched his severed wrist, the excruciating pain contorting his face.
He stared intently at Ning Ruan, his eyes filled with resentment and disbelief. "Are you crazy?!"
"Isn't this place just for lunatics?" Ning Ruan tilted her head, her expression innocent.
She gently tapped the bloody severed hand on the ground with the tip of her sword.
"Look, you were the one who said you wanted to play, and we've only just started, and you can't stand it anymore?"
"It's boring."
"If you can't afford to play games, what are you doing at the No. 1 Restaurant in the World?"
"..." Not long ago, the Feather Clan cultivator was jokingly asking Ning Ruan if she knew what the Number One Pavilion Under Heaven was. Upon hearing this, he instantly lost his composure.
He came to the No.1 Restaurant in the World for leisure.
I'm not here to be someone else's entertainment!
"You're courting death!" The Feather Clan cultivator was completely enraged.
He suddenly looked up, no longer looking at Ning Ruan, and roared towards the top of the hall: "Guards! She dared to injure me at the Number One Pavilion Under Heaven! Seize her!"
Ning Ruan: "?"
Is this not a place beyond the law?
Is anyone in charge of areas beyond the law?
Is this some kind of targeted attack?
As it turns out, there really are people in charge even in lawless areas.
Ten dark figures suddenly appeared, forming a semi-circle and hovering in mid-air, firmly locking onto Ning Ruan.
It's the Foundation Establishment Realm!
Moreover, all ten of them were at the Foundation Establishment Realm.
There were more than just these ten people.
Deep within the hall, there was clearly someone with even greater cultivation.
He did not conceal his presence, and his aura was completely exposed.
It was as if they were trying to control the situation.
This... is it the Golden Core Realm?
Or perhaps a Nascent Soul?
Ning Ruan touched the scroll at her waist, calmly raised an eyebrow and questioned:
"What, you call the Number One Pavilion Under Heaven that you forbid fighting?"
"This seems a little different from what I've heard."
"You're also engaging in false advertising?"
"Fighting is not prohibited in the No. 1 Pavilion under Heaven." A hoarse, indifferent voice came from deep within the hall.
"But even the most prestigious restaurant in the world has its rules."
"Those who come are divided into nine levels based on their spending."
The voice paused, then slowly said, "His spending in the building this time has reached level three, while you've just arrived and haven't spent anything yet, so you're only a level one guest."
"If you hurt him, you're breaking the rules."
“He has the right to let us deal with you.”
Ning Ruan: "?"
Good guy!
With this marketing model, even investors would be moved to tears.
Forget about the tiered system; the tone of their voice makes it sound like you have to be re-tiered every time you come to make a purchase.
Is this just treating customers like innocent victims?
"Seniors, arrest her quickly!" The winged cultivator, who had barely managed to stop the bleeding from his severed wrist after swallowing a pill, shouted in a fit of rage, "I want to kill her with my own hands!"
"Kill me?"
Ning Ruan turned her head, looked at him, and smiled.
The next moment, she suddenly took out several storage artifacts and threw them directly to the group of Foundation Establishment cultivators who surrounded her, as if they were trash.
"As for spending, how many levels can this get you up? More than three levels, right?"