Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses

In the Celestial Capital Department, the man was scolded by Yi Jun and had now relayed all the information he could gather to the man in front of him. The head of the department turned dark-faced upon hearing the man’s report, ”So you’ve been going around all day, and you still don’t know what the other party looks like, let alone their cultivation level?”

”Then the ten taels of silver for this trip to Wutao Pavilion should come out of your pocket. Don’t bother filing it for reimbursement with our Celestial Capital Department— I won’t approve it.”

Dammit, I gave you ten thousand, asked you to take the client out for a meal, and you settled for a roadside diner with noodles at a buck or two each, and then gave me back over nine thousand in change?? What kind of thinking process is that?

Boss, is this even the same thing? The man, having been scolded by Yi Jun and now again by his own boss, felt battered and bruised, yet couldn’t help but retort:

”Boss, actually, we did gather quite a bit of information. This man grew up together with the Peach Pavilion Master, their ages are similar, and since the Peach Pavilion Master is at least over fifteen hundred years old now, the man must be, too.”

”Anyone who’s lived this long must have significant cultivation, so he’s likely at least at the Golden Core Stage by now, right?”

”Also, considering he dared to provoke our entire city just to express his love, it suggests his cultivation might very well surpass the Golden Core Stage and be at your level of the Spirit Storage Stage!”

After finishing, the man couldn’t help but sigh with relief...

Right? My analysis isn’t wrong, right? A Foundation Establishment Stage elder is at least several decades old, a Core Formation Stage one might be a little over a century, and a Golden Core Stage is definitely a millennium or more. Even if age doesn’t precisely equate to strength, my guess isn’t off the mark.

The head of the Celestial Capital Department frowned, knowing his confidant’s analysis wasn’t wrong.

Firstly, the other party’s actions are pure boasting, like doing something flashy to win the favor of a woman, akin to ”storming out in rage for a beauty.”

Secondly, if the other party is around the same age as the Peach Pavilion Master, it wouldn’t make sense to be so brazen if he were only at the Golden Core Stage, so he’s likely beyond that. Otherwise, if both are at the Golden Core Stage, who would protect whom is uncertain.

In conclusion, there’s a pretentious perpetrator in Tiesi City right now, but this guy’s power might be overly audacious, assuming they’re confident that we won’t dare act rashly.

”Of course, it could also be deliberate posturing. There’s a seventy percent chance that’s the case, but we’ll only know for sure by seeing him in person.”

The head of the Celestial Capital Department decided: ”You’ll represent me and head to Wutao Pavilion, then invite them to dine at the tavern tomorrow night.”

No more acting, just lay it all out— meeting them face-to-face should reveal their true capabilities! We can’t find out anything from afar, so just see their true weight and worth in person!

”If your strength is greater, if you surpass me and are at the Spirit Storage Stage, I’ll endure it. Even if the top investigates, I won’t be to blame — after all, both are at the Spirit Storage Stage, clashes shouldn’t arise over some woman who isn’t even within my reach.”

”But if you’re just pretending, scheming with the Peach Pavilion Master the way you two are, you’re finished. I’ll uproot your mushroom and teach you just how terrifying a mushroom-foraging old man can be, you’re bound to perish in agony!”

Alright, alright, this is said behind the scenes, let’s just pretend a bit. If you really have guts, say it in front of others, why don’t you? The subordinate man helplessly continued: ”Sir, if I go again, can I reimburse this?”

”?”

Where’s your brain? Is your head filled with brains or porridge? Even the Celestial Capital Department head was taken aback: ”If it weren’t for you being my junior disciple, I’d have strangled you already by now.”

”Alright, so reimbursement?” the man asked meekly.

”Reimburse-ment!”

The man squeezed out the words through clenched teeth, and upon seeing the look of relief on the other’s face, extended a finger before stating: ”Now, immediately, get out of my sight. At fifteen past morning tomorrow, I want to see him at the Gathering Talent Tower. If not, have your old dear send me your head on a plate!”

...

Wanjian Manor had received the same news, with the Manor Master barely able to contain his delight, a radiant smile plastered across his face as he cheerfully admired the bamboos and plum blossoms in front of him.

”That Zong Liangqing should have been the one by the bridge last night, right? I was wondering whose beauty that was—a revelation that she is the Peach Pavilion Master.”

As the Manor Master of Wanjian Manor, finding himself bored last night, he had strolled around the estate until encountering Yuchi standing on the bridge. Seeing the lonely figure stirred a bit of sympathy—such a forlorn sight, standing there all alone so late.