Primordial Cultivator



To avoid the crowd and attention, Yang Wei hurriedly followed behind Yan Meixu's lead, entering her established restaurant.

Of course, when they entered, the customers who were sitting at their table were shocked.

"Who's that person? Why is Lady Yan walking alongside him?" 

"Damn it, if I know who that person is then I would definitely teach him a lesson outside." 

"Hmph, that damn bastard thinks Lady Yan would fancy him?"

Most of the customers inside were men, or to be more precise, horny men. They were filled with grief and anger when they saw Yang Wei walking alongside Yan Meixu. 

However, besides some trash talking and threats, they didn't dare to make a move. They were, after all, still in the Trinity Plaza where fighting is absolutely forbidden. 

"You are still as popular as ever, Lady Yan." Yang Wei commented. He could feel his back was being pierced with multiple daggers by those horny men. 

At first, he had thought he would escape the attention by following her lead, but that was just wishful thinking. The men inside her restaurant were even more fierce than the crowd outside. 

"Fufu, can't help it. Men desire jade beauties no matter where they are." Yan Meixu chuckled softly as she shrugged her shoulders. 

"Not to mention, they are customers as long as they ordered some food, so it's not like I can kick them out for admiring me, right?" 

"You're right…" 

Sometime later, Yan Meixu brought Yang Wei to a private room, clearly to avoid gossiping and distractions from other customers.

"Have a seat, Yang Wei." Yan Meixu offered a seat to him, flashing a mischievous smile. Clearly, she was amused by the disguise that Yang Wei had put on. 

Yang Wei checked the surroundings for a brief moment, making sure that there was concealment placed in the room. He wouldn't dare to take the risk of getting rid of his disguise in a room that is not properly protected. 

Once he confirmed the room was safe, Yang Wei removed the clothes and breathed out a soft sigh. He then took a seat across Yan Meixu with a solemn expression. He was curious about how she managed to identify him in the crowd. 

"Tell me, how did you recognize my disguise?" Yang Wei asked in his normal voice, not bothering to use the coarse voice anymore. 

Yan Meixu chuckled softly when she had anticipated his first question to be this. 

Instead of answering directly, she retrieved a few items from her storage ring and placed them on the table. 

"May I ask if the senior is content with the items here?" She asked, shocking Yang Wei. 

'Who is she talking to?' Yang Wei wondered silently. 

Suddenly, he got a hunch that everything was related to a single person. A person that is capable of doing everything behind his back without him suspecting or noticing a single thing, Fan Ping. 

"Senior Fan Ping, don't tell me this is all your work." Yang Wei sent a mental transmission, directly confronting him. 

After asking, the atmosphere was silent for a few minutes. 

Yan Meixu was calmly sitting on her chair, waiting for a response from her so-called senior. As for Yang Wei, he was anxiously waiting for a response from Fan Ping; to the point that he was about to jump into the Pagoda to look for him.

Luckily, Fan Ping decided to appear in front of them before he had a chance to hop into the Pagoda.

As soon as Fan Ping appeared, Yan Meixu hurriedly stood up and cupped her fist.

"This junior greets the senior." She said respectfully, completely void of her usual temptation and seductive tone. 

Fan Ping laughed heartily as he shook his head. "No need to be this polite, little lass. We aren't strangers here since you helped me out last time in Ling City." 

"Then this junior would not be polite anymore," Yan Meixu flashed a gentle smile as she waved her hand for Fan Ping to take a seat. 

"If it weren't for your guidance last time, then I still wouldn't be able to master the Mirage Tempest technique." 

As Yan Meixu and Fan Ping continued to converse with one another, Yang Wei was thoroughly confused by the scene.

'Mirage Tempest? Wasn't that the technique that Yan Meixu used last time to defeat Wang Jang and his clan?' Yang Wei thought. 

The more he listened in on their conversation, the more he realized that Fan Ping had secretly met with Yan Meixu during his time in the Flowery Restaurant. 

"No wonder why Yan Meixu suddenly requested my assistance back then… it was all because of Senior Fan Ping's ploy." Yang Wei muttered softly. 

"Haha, Yang Wei, stop sulking since I merely assisted Yan Meixu when I realized she had a lot of potential. It's a bad habit of mine to want to nurture talented individuals." Fan Ping laughed heartily, patting Yang Wei's back. 

"I'm not sulking… just a little hurt of my dignity." Yang Wei scoffed. Originally, he had really thought that his charm was through the roof that he kept attracting beautiful women like Yan Meixu.

However, those were all just a fantasy and it was never because of his charm. 

Not only was Yang Wei embarrassed by his thought process, but he was also disappointed in his strength. 

If his strength was truly great, then Yan Meixu would have requested his assistance even without Fan Ping's intervention. 

"Anyway, little lass, Yang Wei over here might not be high in cultivation. But you have this senior's reassurance that he will one day be someone that everyone can only admire." Fan Ping said, vanishing from thin air. 

Yan Meixu still held a respectful expression until Fan Ping's presence was gone. 

She then smiled gently at Yang Wei, who was still deeply hurt by his own arrogance. 

"Yang Wei, you don't have to feel too bad about yourself." Yan Meixu said. 

"Honestly, when the senior approached me, I was a bit skeptical about you. However, my opinion of you continued to change throughout the interaction we had."