A faint silver screen of light covered the door of the Green Pavilion, clearly a protective restriction.
Rent for shops in Flying Immortal City was frighteningly expensive. It cost six thousand Spirit Stones a month, and two years' rent had to be paid upfront.
But with Shi Yue's current wealth, that many Spirit Stones was nothing.
Shi Yue took a square Silver Token from his sleeve and gave the Green Pavilion a light wave. A streak of silver light shot out and vanished into the Silver Light Screen in a flash.
The Silver Light Screen flickered wildly, then dissipated.
Shi Yue pushed open the door and walked inside.
The pavilion's layout was very similar to the one he'd rented in Sanxin Market, except this one had three floors. It was just right for opening an Immortal Herb Pavilion.
Dust covered the floor, and several cobwebs clung to the corners. It was hard to say how long the place had been out of business.
According to the cultivator at the shop-rental office, the pavilion had bad feng shui. Whatever business people tried to run there ended in losses, which was why it had stood abandoned until now.
Shi Yue crouched down and touched the dust on the floor. His brows furrowed.
He'd just seen several Taixu Sect disciples, as well as Yang Zhilong and Sun Hao. But he had no intention of joining up with Zhou Zhenyu and the others, nor did he plan to involve Li Yan.
He was opening an Immortal Herb Pavilion in Flying Immortal City for two reasons. First, he wanted to help the Taixu Sect establish itself. Second, the Spirit Herb orders he'd taken back in Sanxin Market were due for delivery. A man couldn't break his word, and no matter what, he had to fulfill