The Fallen Dao Lord's Space

"I'm bringing a junior to stay for a few days." Dao Master Lingxiao pointed at Chu Ming. "Fatty Yun, do you have any quieter courtyards?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Shopkeeper Yun came around from behind the counter, his eyes narrowing into slits with his smile. "Courtyard Number Three, Grade A, has just opened up. It's fully detached and comes with a Spirit-Gathering Array, a protective array, and a soundproofing array. Ten dao crystals a day, or two hundred and eighty for a month."

The corner of Chu Ming's mouth twitched.

Ten dao crystals a day... With the little money he had on him, he could not even afford three days.

Yet Dao Master Lingxiao's expression did not change. He took out a violet-gold token from his sleeve and tossed it to Shopkeeper Yun. "Put it on my tab. One month for now." Shopkeeper Yun caught the token and swept it with his divine sense. The smile on his face grew even broader. "Certainly! Brother Ling, please wait a moment. I'll have someone tidy up the courtyard right away!" Turning around, he shouted toward the back hall, "Little Six! Take these two distinguished guests to Courtyard Number Three, Grade A!"

A young attendant in green hurried over and respectfully led the way.

Following behind, Chu Ming lowered his voice. "Senior, this money..."

"Consider it a loan." Dao Master Lingxiao waved a hand. "You can repay me once you've gained a foothold in the city.

"Besides, that wisp of Primordial Chaos Origin Qi you snatched is worth far more than this little bit of rent."

Chu Ming said no more, silently engraving this favor in his heart.

Courtyard Number Three, Grade A, lay in the inn's rear compound. It was an independent courtyard occupying roughly half a mu.

Grey brick walls surrounded it,