Chapter 138: Kyoto Goddess, Su Xue

Zhang Xiaofan smiled and said, "It is not a matter of whether I am bold or not, but rather that this woman is truly, fucking cheap."

"Handsome, hurry, tell me about your romantic history with Xiang Shanshan," Dong Jing asked eagerly from the side, full of gossip.

This left Zhang Xiaofan utterly speechless...

"Young Master Zhang, I wonder if I might invite you to the Drunken Immortal Pavilion for a meal?"

At this moment, Su Xue looked at Zhang Xiaofan with a gentle smile, instantly leaving him momentarily stunned.

"Alright, how can I refuse an invitation from a beauty?" Zhang Xiaofan smiled.

"Master, you're awesome... to pull this off so quickly..." Tang Fei raised his thumb. He had originally wanted to woo Su Xue himself, but it seemed he no longer stood a chance.

Actually, Tang Fei hadn't really held out much hope anyway, because someone of Su Xue's stature was completely beyond his confidence.

Now that Su Xue was actually taking the initiative to invite Zhang Xiaofan, Tang Fei couldn't help but admire him all over again. He truly hadn't misjudged his master; the man was genuinely legendary—awesome in every way, even when picking up women.

"How could the master chosen by Young Master Tang be ordinary?" Su Xue smiled, and then turned to Zhang Xiaofan, "Mr. Zhang, please."

"Hehe, absolutely." Tang Fei chuckled, "Pardon me, Miss Su, are you only inviting my master, or can we all go? It's a free meal at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, after all."

"Hehe, next time, next time. Today I have some private matters to discuss with Mr. Zhang," Su Xue replied with a smile.

"Alright then, it's a deal," Tang Fei said.

"Hmph, you lecher!" Xia Shaohan watched the burning gaze Zhang Xiaofan directed at Su Xue, and instant resentment filled her heart. Compared to Su Xue, she truly was eclipsed...

"Beauties, enjoy your meal here. I'll take my leave first. Eat and drink to your heart's content, or it will go to waste," Zhang Xiaofan said with a smile, before walking out alongside Su Xue.

Ye Jiangying remained outwardly calm, but seeing Zhang Xiaofan's punchable expression, she similarly felt the urge to march up and pinch his flesh.

If this hotel was the finest in the capital, then the Drunken Immortal Pavilion was the absolute best, most luxurious, and most prestigious private dining room within it.

There was only a single room of its kind, rarely opened on ordinary days; only towering figures were qualified to dine within the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.

It was Zhang Xiaofan's first time here as well, and upon arrival, even his composure wavered. Was this even a private dining room? It was nothing short of a fairyland on earth...

Almost no modern furniture or decorations could be seen inside. Clouds and mist billowed about, and floating above the vapor was a table crafted from rustic, peculiar stone, giving one the sensation of dining right in the clouds.

Standing behind the table were seven women dressed in ancient robes of varying colors, though their necklines plunged quite low... Each possessed an indescribable charm—to be precise, an alluring seductiveness piercing through an otherworldly etherealness.

As Zhang Xiaofan stepped inside, the seven women immediately stepped forward with smiles, and an intoxicating fragrance drifted over instantly. This was not the scent of any perfume, but the pure fragrance of a woman.

Such a fragrance could only emanate from a pristine body, and it was not hard to imagine that these seven women possessed exceptional aptitudes and were martial cultivators; otherwise, such a distinct natural body scent would be impossible.

Moreover, one of the women was holding an archaic wine jar. Just by catching a whiff, Zhang Xiaofan could tell that the wine was no ordinary vintage, but rather brewed from rare and exotic treasures. A wine like this would intoxicate even a martial cultivator if consumed in excess.

No wonder it was called the Drunken Immortal Pavilion... Even an immortal descending to this realm would likely be captivated and intoxicated...

Zhang Xiaofan felt somewhat mesmerized. This was simply a man's paradise: sipping fine wine, harboring a slight intoxication, and perhaps having something happen with these seven fairy-like women—that would be even better.

However, with Su Xue standing right beside him, Zhang Xiaofan could not afford to act like a bumpkin who had never seen the world.

"Miss Su, it's just a meal, there's no need for all this, right? I am a very proper person, you know."

Although his heart was already pounding with excitement, on the surface Zhang Xiaofan maintained an appearance of utter indifference.

"Is that so? Then why are you still staring at their necklines?" Ye Jiangying asked unceremoniously from the side.

"Was I? How come I didn't know?" Zhang Xiaofan asked with a look of pure innocence.

"Hehe, very well. If Mr. Zhang desires it, all of them can be yours," Su Xue chuckled softly, treating the matter as though it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Really?" Zhang Xiaofan grinned and asked.

"Look at that, and you were pretending to be proper?" Ye Jiangying remarked with displeasure.

"Actually, what I wanted to say is: can I trade each of them for one Miss Su?" Zhang Xiaofan looked at Su Xue with a burning gaze.

Su Xue was momentarily stunned, clearly not expecting Zhang Xiaofan to be so daring. She could genuinely read that thought in his eyes.

It was not strange for men to desire women, especially upon encountering rare beauties, but she had never expected Zhang Xiaofan to voice it so boldly. She seemed to have never met anyone quite like him.

Although many people harbored such thoughts, they either cowered in her presence without the courage to speak out, or could only gaze at her furtively from behind.

"Hehe..." Su Xue smiled faintly. "That would depend on whether Mr. Zhang has the capability. After all, a woman like me looks down upon men who lack a certain level of competence. At the very least, what Mr. Zhang has displayed so far is still not enough. Even though you are a member of Dragon Soul and can contend with martial cultivators in the late stage of the Kaijing Realm, I still look down upon you."

"Hehe," Zhang Xiaofan chuckled as well, asking, "Then what would it take to be worthy of Miss Su's regard?"

"It's very simple. Doesn't Qin Tianyu consider himself a genius, a martial cultivator at the Poxu Realm by the age of twenty-five? As long as you can surpass him, perhaps I might pursue you in reverse by then," Su Xue said.

"You are comparing me to him? Isn't that looking down on me a bit too much?"

Zhang Xiaofan said calmly, "However, what I want to tell you is that my goal is not just to surpass him, but to trample him beneath my feet, and that day will not be too far off. Of course, I am not doing this to win Miss Su's favor. To be honest, I admire Miss Su's beauty and temperament, but making me deliberately go out of my way to do things for you—at least for now, I am not quite willing."

"I must admit that Young Master Zhang indeed possesses extraordinary boldness. However, hearing such words from you, should I consider you supremely confident, or just full of grandiose bluff? Qin Tianyu is a genius nurtured by the vast resources of a major clan. What do you have to rely on?" Su Xue asked.

"I suppose I don't need to say too much. When that day arrives, Miss Su will naturally see it," Zhang Xiaofan replied.

"Tell me, can we even have a proper meal?" Ye Jiangying interjected impatiently.

"Hehe, alright." Su Xue smiled. Although Ye Jiangying was her bodyguard, the two of them appeared as close as best friends.

"You may all step outside first," Su Xue said, glancing at the seven beauties.

"Understood, Miss." The seven beauties nodded and slowly backed out of the room.

"Brother Fan, don't you think your鋒芒 (brilliance) is shining a bit too brightly?" As soon as only the three of them were left, Ye Jiangying spoke up immediately.

Zhang Xiaofan could also tell that Ye Jiangying and Su Xue shared a very close relationship. Since Ye Jiangying addressed him directly as Brother Fan, Su Xue presumably knew her identity as well.

"It doesn't matter. Sister Su knows my identity, and the Su and Ye families are old acquaintances, so you don't need to worry," Ye Jiangying said, seemingly reading Zhang Xiaofan's thoughts.

"Is your Brother Fan really that foolish?" Zhang Xiaofan rolled his eyes.

He then continued, "It's not that your Brother Fan's brilliance is too dazzling, but some things cannot be tolerated. Besides, those Feng brothers weren't worthy of my forbearance. And as for that Xiang Shanshan—I am a man, how could I let her humiliate me like that? A person lives for a breath of dignity; if even that breath is gone, what meaning is there in living?"

"Fine, I knew you'd say that. If that's the case, you'd better build your own network of relationships in the capital. My brother will certainly support you, which means the Ye family will support you too. And right now, Sister Su also wants to cooperate with you—it just depends on whether you are willing," Ye Jiangying said.

"Miss Su wants to cooperate with me? What do you mean?" Zhang Xiaofan asked.

"I'll spell it out directly," Su Xue said, her expression turning serious. "The Spirit Suppression Stone, also known as the Yin-Yang Fish Stone, is the key to unlocking the secret realm of the Kunlun Lingxuan Sect from a thousand years ago. Of course, relying solely on the Spirit Suppression Stone is not enough; the stone bears a map, which is also part of the key. However, figuring out how to tear open the spatial barrier is the crucial part."

As Su Xue looked at Zhang Xiaofan, her bright eyes gradually fixed intently on him, and a sudden surge of astonishment welled up in her heart...

Listening to this, Zhang Xiaofan felt a genuine trace of surprise. The ancient fragmented scrolls he had seen were merely incomplete and lacked any detailed descriptions.

The Spirit Suppression Stone—so that was the true name of the Yin-Yang Fish Stone.