That matter does seem to be quite good.
The Luo Family of Qingshi City will inevitably see an immense improvement in overall strength due to the allegiance of the artifact-refining Wen Family.
It is that so-called enemy of the Wen Family, the Bai Hua Pavilion.
And that Great Moon Dynasty under the control of Bai Hua Pavilion.
This might be a significant trouble.
But if Elder Changfeng of our family is willing to take action, The Bai Hua Pavilion should not be considered particularly troublesome.
"Hmm?"
"Has it arrived?"
Just as Luo Ping was slightly distracted, a figure in a black robe suddenly appeared in front of him.
Upon appearance, the Shadow Guard immediately went to Luo Ping’s side.
Bending over, he whispered something into his ear.
Not until he had finished relaying the message, did the black-clothed Shadow Guard slowly vanish from the sight of the crowd and disappear within the room.
"Luo Family Patriarch, about this matter..."
Inside the room, the currently standing Wen Yuan, the current Family Head of the Wen Family, asked Luo Ping with a somewhat nervous and restless tone.
Within a family, it is often the elder patriarch who holds the greatest authority.
Even as the family’s head, one must still follow the commands of the family elder.
Unless, your strength surpasses that of the family elder.
"My family elder has told me..."
"About this matter..."
As Luo Ping spoke, he looked at the somewhat anxious Wen Yuan and feigned silence.
Not until Wen Yuan seemed unable to wait any longer, did he fully express the elder’s intentions.
"My family elder said that he can accept your Wen Family’s request," Luo Ping finally revealed.
"My Luo Family of Qingshi City can protect your Wen Family," he continued.
"We can allocate a piece of land for your Wen Family to rebuild within Qingshi City," he added.
"We can shield your Wen Family from that so-called Bai Hua Pavilion," Luo Ping stated.
"However, in return, your Wen Family will need to craft the various spiritual artifacts required by the Luo Family," Luo Ping concluded the terms.
Wen Yuan nodded excitedly, responding, "Of course, of course..."
Luo Ping let out a small sigh of relief and then continued, "Now that this matter has concluded, you may leave."
"Regarding the matter of the land, someone will contact you later," he informed.
"As for the Bai Hua Pavilion, there’s no need to worry overly," Luo Ping reassured him.
"Even the currently rising White Brahma Temple would not dare to take action against my Luo Family of Qingshi City lightly, let alone the Bai Hua Pavilion..." Luo Ping said, his speech trailing off.
He couldn’t help but sneer with a touch of scorn.
Given the current strength of the Luo Family of Qingshi City, No matter how powerful the Bai Hua Pavilion may be, no matter how grand the forces they hold, Even if the Bai Hua Pavilion has already taken complete control of the so-called Great Moon Dynasty, The Bai Hua Pavilion would still not dare to lightly set foot in Qingshi City.
After all, in this world, it is ultimately the survival of the fittest, the law of the jungle that prevails.
Absolute strength is the ultimate rule of this world.
For the supreme beings, like a cultivator who has achieved Mortal Transcendence, known as a half-step immortal by the cultivation community, are truly transcending the mundane world.
To transcendent cultivators, numbers have lost all threat.
No matter whether you command a million, ten million, or even a hundred million troops,
In front of a cultivator in the Mortal Transcendence Realm, they are still as insignificant as ants.
Yes, the energy of a Mortal Transcendence Realm cultivator is limited.
If they are dragged into a prolonged battle, there will come a moment when their Qi-Blood Force will be exhausted.
However, if a cultivator at the Mortal Transcendence Realm is willing, Being known as one who is half-step from becoming an immortal, how could they possibly be trapped by any mundane army or cultivator?
A monk at the Mortal Transcendence Realm, if willing, could easily pluck the head of an enemy from amidst millions.
And with the high ranks of the enemy all perished, could that power still exist?
Obviously, it could not.
As Wen Yuan, the Current Patriarch of the Wen Family, gradually left the room where the Luo Family Patriarch was, and disappeared from the sight of the crowd, the one sitting in the seat of honor, Luo Ping, who was the Current Patriarch of the Luo Family,
turned his head and asked in a low voice to the little fellow Luo Yao sitting beside him, "By the way, you said earlier that you had some impression of Bai Hua Pavilion."
"I want to ask, where did you hear about this so-called Bai Hua Pavilion?"
Upon hearing this, Luo Yao couldn’t help but scratch his head and smile awkwardly.
His words carried a somewhat perfunctory tone, "No, I was just idling around with nothing better to do, and heard people mention this so-called Bai Hua Pavilion, so I just remembered it; isn’t that also normal?"
Luo Ping’s eyes narrowed slightly, filled with disbelief.
"Is that the truth?" he asked.
Luo Yao nodded repeatedly, "Really, really, how could I possibly deceive the Family Head?"
Getting this answer, although Luo Ping was still somewhat skeptical, he did not continue the conversation.
He merely squinted at Luo Yao who was sitting beside him.
At this time, Luo Yao also knew he could not show any weakness.
He could not avoid the Family Head’s gaze.
Otherwise, wouldn’t that indicate he had something to hide?
Time passed.
After the two looked at each other for a long time, Luo Ping, still seated in the place of honor, failed to discern anything from Luo Yao’s gaze.
Therefore, the matter had to be dropped.
"Alright..."
"Let’s just assume that what you’re saying is true," Luo Ping said in a low voice.
However, just as he was about to lower his head to deal with the pile of government affairs that had accumulated and were yet to be reviewed, someone by his side suddenly seemed to remember something and hurriedly spoke up.
"Bai Hua Pavilion?"
"Family Head, I seem to remember what Bai Hua Pavilion is for..."
Luo Ping, somewhat curious, looked up at the man who spoke, resembling a middle-aged scholar, and couldn’t help but ask, "Tell me, what is Bai Hua Pavilion for?"
And Luo Yao, in response, just shook his head repeatedly.
It seemed like he didn’t want the man to reveal it.
However, the middle-aged scholar either did not see or chose to ignore Luo Yao’s actions.
He smiled slightly and then slowly said, "Family Head, Bai Hua Pavilion is akin to a brothel within the world of cultivation, filled with many women who possess a certain level of cultivation. Moreover, these women specialize in a unique cultivation technique that combines with the yin and yang forces of cultivators, often resulting in a certain improvement in their strength..."
Upon hearing these words, Luo Ping’s slightly narrowed eyes flashed with a dangerous glint, "A brothel within the cultivation world? Combining yin and yang, with a slight improvement in cultivation?"
The man, resembling a middle-aged scholar, nodded emphatically.
Following that, Luo Ping directed his gaze back to the little one sitting beside him, Luo Yao.
"Are you sure you know nothing about these things related to Bai Hua Pavilion?" Luo Ping stared at Luo Yao.
After a considerable while, he voiced another question.
Feeling the pressure of the stare, Luo Yao could only laugh awkwardly and respond hesitantly, "I, I remember now, I just remembered it - this Bai Hua Pavilion is indeed like a brothel in the cultivation world. It’s said that the business of Bai Hua Pavilion is rather good."
Luo Ping pondered for a moment, then asked again, "The business is quite good? What, you mean to say you’ve been there?"
This time, Luo Yao shook his head vigorously like a rattle-drum, "No, of course, I have never been there. How could I, a cultivator, go to such a place?"
Luo Yao spoke with extreme sincerity.
Of course, even if he had indeed been to such a place, naturally, he would never admit it to his death.

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