1405: C1405 Good story! Sweep through the entire arena!

C1405 Good story! Sweep through the entire arena!

Most of the cultivators in Nebula City were attracted by Nebula Pavilion's seductive maneuvers. It could be said that Zhen Shijie was indeed very capable and ordinary people would not dare to do this, yet he did.

It had to be known that with the predicament the Zhen Family was in now, mobilizing all sorts of resources to hold such a banquet was in fact a huge loss and hard to bear.

It would have been fine if he was in his prime, but now that so many restaurants were in decline, it was impossible for Zhen Shijie to escape this responsibility if he did not succeed in holding the banquet.

He knew all this, but he was still willing to take the risk!

If they didn't succeed, they would die.

If they did not use their swords to push forward, the restaurants in the Zhen Family would only be affected, and their business would become more and more sluggish.

So far, so good.

Zhen Yulan sat in her clan, listening to the messages of her subordinates.

When she found out about Zhen Shijie's methods, she couldn't help but frown.

To be honest, she didn't like such vulgar methods. It was simply vulgar.

However, he had to admit that only by relying on this kind of strange skill could he snatch enough attention from the Drunk Dream Pavilion!

"When did our Zhen Family fall to such a state?"

When Zhen Yulan thought about this, she felt a little hurt, so she simply closed her eyes and stopped thinking about it.

In the past, the Zhen Family could only be said to be one of a kind among the merchant guilds, restaurants, and gold trading houses. There was no power that could compete with them, and because of their foresight back then, they wanted to create the Drunk Dream Pavilion, the number one selling place in the Nocturnal Aperture, no matter the cost.

At that time, in order to achieve this goal, he had almost emptied the entire Zhen Family and had no choice but to borrow money.

However, the investment received the right return, and the return is not small.

After the Drunk Dream Pavilion was formed, it attracted the attention of countless cultivators, especially Excalibur and Titled Zhi Zun. They liked to treat the Drunk Dream Pavilion as a place where they could have fun everyday.

But now, alas.

Everything was a thing of the past.

"Patriarch, according to your orders, all of the merchant guilds under our command are no longer doing business with the Drunk Dream Pavilion, but they have forcefully brought in a few trade lines from the Li Family. They are developing very well."

There were people below who continued to speak.

"Well, I don't want to hear that."

Zhen Yulan waved her hand impatiently and shook her head: "I heard that Drunk Dream Pavilion also seems to have a way to deal with it today? Tell me, what are they going to do? Nebula Pavilion's action can be considered as ingenious. Although I despise them, the effect is still very significant. This is obvious. If Drunk Dream Pavilion doesn't know this and still wants to fight back, he might even get smashed in the head! "

The servants pondered for a moment, then whispered, "I heard that they are going to hold a storytelling meeting."

"Swish."

After Zhen Yulan heard this, a disdainful smile surfaced on her elegant face.

A storytelling meeting?

Was he trying to use such a method to turn the tables?

For a crazy banquet here, you only need to attend the storytelling event. You can tell who is stronger with a single glance.

Chu Yun's brain, was it muddled?

At this time, it was clear that he just needed to do nothing and pass the next few days in peace.

However, he still wanted to resist. What kind of storytelling meeting was this? Wasn't this courting death!

"I have to admit, the Drunk Dream Pavilion has a good cook and a good advisor. However, if they were to place all their hopes on Chu Yun and trust in some unrealistic illusions, it would be impossible for them to threaten our Zhen Family's position for the rest of our lives!"

Zhen Yulan admired the cooks in the Drunk Dream Pavilion very much, and she also admired the people who planned all those rules.

However, this did not mean that they could recklessly charge forward!

Even if you are a mad beast, you will still hit your head until it breaks out in blood!

"Continue to send people to watch the Drunk Dream Pavilion Sect. I just want to see them fall into the abyss one step at a time!"

Zhen Yulan's beautiful eyes once again flickered with a bright light.

Seeing him rise from the tall building, seeing him feast on the guests, he had to personally see his tall building collapse!

In the Drunk Dream Pavilion, there weren't many guests today.

Other than the few dozens of Excalibur s that frequently came, there were very few guests below the Nirvana Realm.

Regarding this, Quan Lekang was not the slightest bit worried.

In the hall, all the tables and chairs were arranged in an orderly manner. In front of them was a huge table with a curtain drawn on it.

At that time, Cheng Yun would tell the story behind the curtain.

With her melodious voice that sounded like a skylark's, coupled with the story's surging hot blood, she would absolutely be able to conquer everyone present!

Including those Titled Paragons!

Quan Lekang firmly believed in this!

In this world, storytelling also occupied a large part of the entertainment industry.

There were some experts who fought everywhere and liked to close their eyes when they had free time, asking for a pot of tea before quietly listening to the storyteller's story.

There is no limit to one's imagination, so most of these stories are fabricated.

To those experts, it was easy to tell if they were making it up.

But they would not interrupt.

If one wanted to be picky, it was impossible to hear any stories, so the requirements were not too high. It would be fine if one just listened to them.

In the past, there were dozens of storytellers in the Drunk Dream Pavilion. They were normally revered in the Drunk Dream Pavilion, and would eat and pack up all sorts of cultivation resources. Normally, they did not need to do anything but lock themselves up in the study room and meditate on interesting stories.

It was because of this that the Drunk Dream Pavilion gathered many guests who liked to listen to stories.

This was also one of the ways to increase the cohesion of the guests.

This was because a story could only be told after several months or even several years had passed.

Once they heard it, the guests did not want to leave, they only wanted to hear the story from the beginning to the end.

"Why, Boss Quan, has Drunk Dream Pavilion found a new storyteller?"

One of the Zhi Zun smiled as she walked forward: "It's still the same, a cup of cola and a plate of fried chicken steak."

Quan Lekang smiled, "That's right, the story of our storyteller today is definitely novel. I guarantee that you all have never heard of anything new before, even in the nine heavens and ten earth, you wouldn't be able to find anything similar!"

After that, Quan Lekang turned and looked at the many guests in the hall, and laughed brilliantly: "Everyone's luck is not bad today, to be able to hear this story from the very beginning, to be honest, those who did not come, can only be described as short-sighted, miserable!"

"Oh?"

Hearing Quan Lekang say that, all the Rankers below revealed expressions of interest.

From their point of view, there was indeed no one around Drunk Dream Pavilion's smell, but there were still shortcomings.

Too little fun.

Aside from listening to a small tune, it was also listening to a small song.

He would eventually feel bored after coming here so many times.

It was a pity that there was only good taste and no good fun.

"Boss Quan, the banquet at Nebula Pavilion has already begun, and a continuous influx of cultivators has reached an unprecedented level. There are at least two to three thousand people, and groups of geisha are constantly rushing over from other star fields. Clearly they want to fight us to the end!"

Very quickly, a servant came in to report.

Quan Lekang grinned, and waved his hand: "For such a small matter, there is no need to report to me, we do not need to care about the others, we only need to be on our own. Because the rest of the time is purely for our individual show! "

The servant did not seem to understand, as he nodded and left.

Seeing that it was about time, Quan Lekang waved his hand, and shouted with an air of vigor: "Everyone, welcome to Drunk Dream Pavilion today. In the past, we do have some shortcomings that will be criticized, but from today onwards, these shortcomings will absolutely not exist!"

Upon hearing this, the many Martial Saints below revealed expressions of interest.

What would the Drunk Dream Pavilion do?

Some of them had always wanted to go to Nebula Pavilion to watch the show, but because of their status and face, they had no choice but to stay here.

He couldn't help but feel that he shouldn't lose out.

"Then, let's begin!"

After Quan Lekang finished this sentence, he went back into the shadows.

All the lights in the hall were extinguished, only a white light was projected onto the stage, and you could vaguely see a graceful figure sitting there, with an empty voice, she gently spoke: "Today I want to tell everyone a new story, the story is called, 'Fighting against the Sky'!"

"Tsk, what a domineering name!"

"Breaking the Heavens, isn't that the same as breaking the Heavens? Break the Heavenly Dao? "

"Hahaha, interesting!"

"This sovereign has already been successfully intrigued."

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Upon hearing the name, the Paragons smiled.

It seemed that this story was very much to his liking.

In addition, the woman's voice was pleasant to the ears and was extremely captivating.

"This place belongs to the world of dou qi. There aren't any fancy and gorgeous magic here. There are only dou qi that can be produced to its peak!"

"Power of battle, third phase!"2

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Cheng Yun's voice was full, and her emotions were mixed with all kinds of changes. In addition, there was no light at all in the entire arena. Everyone was focused, and they felt like their thoughts were slowly gathering together.

The world within the story was like a beautiful picture, slowly being revealed before his eyes.

At first, everyone just thought this was a good story.

Later, the crowd began to feel that this was a good story.

In the end, everyone's pupils constricted and their breathing quickened.

F * ck!

Awesome B!

Awesome to the point of exploding!

There was actually such a beautiful story?

Was the owner of the Drunk Dream Pavilion a devil?

How did he know what we wanted to eat, what we wanted to eat, what we wanted to play with?

He's just a worm in our stomachs!

None of our thoughts escaped his eyes.

The entire arena was silent.

Regardless of whether it was the Excalibur or the Conferred Elder, they all sealed off their overflowing auras and carefully listened to the story.

Their ears pricked up, afraid that they would miss even a single word!

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