The fragrance of tea spread through the cool pavilion.
The nine-tailed fox woman raised a hand and filled the cup before her with spiritual tea.
She did not rise, yet her courtesy was not the least bit lacking.
"I never expected that the famed Holy Son of Mount Shu would actually come to Myriad Demon City."
Chen Changqing's steps paused.
He looked at the woman in the pavilion.
For her to reveal his identity in a single breath did surprise him somewhat.
He had come all the way to Myriad Demon City without deliberately hiding his identity, but he had still altered his appearance and aura.
The Ancient Dragon Clan could recognize him because of the life-soul aura Long Tian had left behind.
But what did this nine-tailed fox have to rely on?
"You know me?"
The nine-tailed fox woman smiled softly.
"Chen Changqing, the closed-door disciple of Mount Shu's Sect Master, the First Holy Son of Mount Shu, late-stage Tribulation Transcendence, survivor of the Twelve-Colored Heavenly Tribulation."
"If we could not even uncover that much, Myriad Treasure Tower would have no need to open its doors for business in Myriad Demon City."
Chen Changqing's brows shifted slightly.
This woman was rather candid.
But the more candid she was, the more it showed that Myriad Treasure Tower had no small confidence.
Chen Changqing walked into the pavilion and sat down opposite her.
"Myriad Treasure Tower's information network is quite well informed."
The nine-tailed fox woman pushed the teacup before him.
"The liveliest figure in the Nine Provinces right now is Young Master Chen."
"The commotion you caused at Mount Shu—no matter how far away Myriad Demon City is, it would be impossible for us not to hear even a whisper of it."
Chen Changqing lifted the teacup and took a