The Story Never Ends

"Young Master, you are here?" The moment Davion arrived outside the compound of the Sky Heavens Restaurant; he was greeted by the baboon brothers.

"Yes, I've arrived. Did we make you guys wait for a long time?" He smiled.

"No, that's not the case," Brodie replied while eyeing the woman in the veil behind Davion.

"Is she the woman from the library who was there yesterday the whole time?" Brycen recognized her before Brodie.

"Indeed. She will be joining us. Will there be any problem?" Davion asked.

"How can that be?" The brothers shook their heads and introduced themselves to her.

Siena nodded in response and greeted them. "I'm Siena. Nice to meet you two."

"We are pleased to meet you too." The brothers simultaneously bowed their heads. Although they were curious about her background, they didn't inquire about it thinking that she might get displeased.

Moreover, they were aware that they were simply not qualified enough to stand infront of her if not for the Young Master. This was because her aura felt deep and unfathomable like an abyss. Thus, they were sure that she was an expert far stronger than them, and it was better to keep a distance from her.

"Let's head inside." Davion declared while unfurling his fan. He was excited to know whether there were any pills useful to Domain Realm Experts found here or not. After reaching level 40, the Soul Qi refining pills were as useless to him as the previous Qi refining pills. Now he needed to find something more powerful.

"Allow us to lead the way." The brothers went ahead while Davion and Siena followed them.

Making their way inside, they saw a large door which was guarded by two men wearing blue-colored armors and carrying sharp tridents. When Davion peered through them, he saw their soul looking like a shark radiating energy at the Nascent Soul Stage.

"To think that Nascent Soul experts are working as guards here, the strength of the Black Tortoise clan is really terrifying." He exclaimed.

"Indeed. But this is only the tip of an iceberg." Brodie added.

Davion nodded in understanding and asked the other question he was curious about.

"Isn't this place supposed to be the most remarkable thing this city has to offer?"

"Of course." Brycen agreed.

"Then why can't I see anybody entering here?" Davion questioned.

"Oh! It's not like that. There is another small door at the back from where people get in. However, that door is for the demons that have yet to transform. As for us experts, we go through this door," Brodie explained.

"It makes sense." Davion spread his Mind-Eye and caught various types of demon beasts entering through that door.

"Moreover, there is also another reason for it. Although us experts are fewer in number, especially in this city, it shouldn't be so empty. I heard that the Golden Lion Tribe is tightening the security of this city in search of a culprit that destroyed their alchemy business. Thus, people are scared to roam outside in fear of running into an accident." Boride told what he knew.

Davion's expression changed when he heard it.

"This also explains why the streets didn't look as lively as yesterday." When proceeding here, he had noticed this strange change.

"It has just been a day and they are already making big waves. Who knows what they would do now?" He pondered.

"So, Young Master, I suggest you take care of yourself and not cause any troubles during these days. Although you might have a high status in Phoenix Island, the Golden Lion Tribe might not care about it. After all, the White Tiger Clan are behind them," Boride reminded.

"I understand," Davion replied.

Talking about these things, they went inside the door. As for the guards, they stood like a statue and merely cast a glance at them. They didn't even bother to greet the guests.

"They are quite arrogant," Davion murmured and the others had similar thoughts as well. Nonetheless, they didn't bother about it since something interesting happened when they set their foot on the stairs that appeared ahead of them.

They felt a faint pressure trying to push them down.

"Young Master, do you know why this building is six-storied in the first place?" Brodie asked.

"Is it related to the pressure that we are experiencing?" Davion guessed.

"Yes, you are correct. The higher one goes, the stronger the pressure is. Currently, we brothers can only go to the fourth floor. I believe once you reach the Domain Realm, you can have access to the other floors." Brodie explained.

"Humm, does this mean that there are significant differences between each floor?" Davion inquired.

"Yes, they can't be compared at all. It's like the difference between Heaven and Earth. The first floor only has goods suitable for the Qi refining stage while the upper ones have rare treasures that might even catch the interest of Venerable Stage experts." Brodie answered.

"Is that so?" Davion was surprised.

"Besides, these are not the only things that people visit here for. The dishes and wines available here are at a completely next level. They help in Qi circulation and purifying the impurities in our bodies. That's why people visit here to improve their cultivation base too." Brycen interjected.

Next, they climbed the stairs and reached the fourth floor in the blink of an eye without any trouble. The so-called pressure was completely non-existent for them.

"Young Master, will…" Brodie was about to speak when suddenly the nearby door burst open and an old man wearing a green cape emerged into their view.

"Uncle Mark, why are you here?"

Seeing him, the baboon brothers cried out at the same time.

"You guys have arrived at last. What took you so long? Don't you know how worried I was?" Mark scolded.

"Did something happen in the clan?" The brothers' faces became solemn in an instant. They knew that Uncle Mark held a high position in their tribe and for him to personally come all the way here meant that the problem was big.

"It's not that. But…" Mark abruptly stopped there as he finally noticed two people behind them.

"Are they your friends?" He asked while eyeing the brothers with a serious look.

Understanding his intentions, Brodie turned to Davion and requested.

"Young Master, can you give us a second? Our Uncle wants to have a personal talk with us."

"No problem. We will wait here." Davion gave a warm smile.

In response, they bowed towards him and followed Mark into the door from where he had appeared.

"Davion, what do you think?" Siena, who had been silent for a while, finally opened her mouth.

"How could I know? Nonetheless, the situation seems to be grave. If not, the old man would have at least greeted us." Since he was addressed as Young Master, Mark must have realized that he was an important person from an influential tribe. However, he utterly ignored him acting disrespectfully.

"Hehe, maybe he saw through your fake identity?" Siena mocked him.

"Is my acting that terrible?" Davion denied that possibility.

"You still dare to boast when you were caught by me?" She poured cold water over him.

"Whatever." He let go of this topic and asked while pointing his finger in that room, "Siena, I'm curious. Can you see through it with your Divine Sense?"

"You want me to eardrop?" She questioned.

"Nah." He shook his head.

"What about you?" She didn't answer but rather questioned back.

"I can't. The same goes for the rooms on the lower floors." Disappointment could be seen on his face.

"Why do you look sad? I am also in the same position as you." She admitted that her Divine Sense didn't work.

"Haiz, the Black Tortoise Clan really have great means." He sighed.

They chit-chatted for a couple of minutes before the Baboon Brothers ultimately came out. Moreover, they looked worried, and beads of sweat could be seen on their foreheads.

"Young Master, it looks like we have to part ways here due to some unforeseen circumstances." Brodie apologized.

"Okay! You can leave without any worries. I won't take this matter to heart." Davion patted his shoulder.

"Brodie, we are running out of time. Hurry up." Without waiting for his response, Mark rushed down the stairs.

"Young Master, please accept this." Brycen on his side took out a weird leaf-shaped token and passed it to him.

"I believe that it might help you in the future. With this, you can be considered as one of the guests of the Four-Armed Ape Tribe."

"Thank you. I won't be polite." Davion gladly accepted it.

"Goodbye." The brothers dashed off. But all of a sudden Brodie paused and whispered something into Davion's, causing him to frown.

"Young Master, you should leave this city as fast as possible. My Uncle told me that the Golden Lion Tribe is preparing something big and the whole city might suffer." Saying this, he finally ran off.

"Did you hear it?" Davion asked Siena.

"Humm, what do we do? Are we staying here?" Siena wasn't able to decide.

"Hehe, of course. I believe with your strength the Golden Lion Tribe won't make things difficult for us." He shamelessly laughed and began climbing the stairs.

"You..." Siena shook her head and chased after him.