Chapter 1158: Not Being a Big Brother for Many Years

The attendant was a beautiful woman with smooth, flowing purple hair. Upon hearing this, she immediately frowned, looking somewhat distressed, worried if she would be beaten for asking the beautiful women of the Immortal Race to pour wine.

"This is too difficult. Please don't make things hard for me," she whispered.

"Your service here is terrible," Old Gu declared, putting on airs. "Aren't the requests of guests in the Ancestor-level suites supposed to be met as much as possible?"

At this point, he pulled out a piece of Heaven Gold Stone, two fingers wide and one finger long. It was incredibly heavy, its value equivalent to a bowl of Meng Po Soup, a Heaven and Earth Creation material.

"Go invite three True Saints."

The female evolutionist's eyes immediately changed when she saw it. This item was sold in the exhibition hall below and was considered one of the most valuable types of ornaments.

For example, a pendant the size of a fingernail could be sold for an exorbitant price.

Because Heaven Gold Stone could be engraved with the highest-grade runes and was incredibly durable, talismans made from it were extremely potent, making it a rare and precious treasure.

Not to mention others, even Heavenly Venerables and great powers greatly needed this material.

"Okay, I'll go try!" The female manager now had a plan and felt she might be able to invite three True Saints.

The value of the Heaven Gold Stone was astonishing; this piece could be measured against a bowl of Meng Po Soup of equivalent value.

What was Meng Po Soup? Regardless of race or species, a small amount consumed in youth could significantly enhance one's potential.

How heaven-defying was this creation material?

Even Chu Feng, despite his resourcefulness, had not acquired much so far. Besides extorting five small jars from Old Gu, he had only managed to buy eight bowls at the Tongtian Immortal Waterfall.

Those last eight bowls, in particular, were normally unobtainable; no one would sell such a large quantity. They were part of the Western Heaven Organization's stock that they were extremely reluctant to part with.

Afterward, the Western Heaven Organization directly pursued and attempted to kill Chu Feng, unwilling to let him take them, considering them non-saleable items.

This comparison highlights the immense value of the Heaven Gold Stone.

Aside from ultimate orthodoxies like the Heng, Li, and Buddhist races, which other evolution sects would dare claim they could stockpile enough Meng Po Soup for their young disciples?

In fact, some direct descendants of major sects had never even tasted Meng Po Soup.

Therefore, the female evolutionist left with a smile, confident that she could facilitate this request.

Tonight, many young masters from influential families had gathered for the gladiator arena's banquet and to watch several exciting battles.

These were all regular events organized by the gladiator arena to expand its influence.

The female manager believed that with many potential targets tonight and holding this Heaven Gold Stone, she should be able to find three Saints.

"Old Gu, have we seriously underestimated your worth?"

After the female manager left, Dong Dahu looked suspiciously at Old Gu. Old Gu could just casually pull out a stone, and it would possess such immense power.

One must remember, he possessed a massive stone coffin; how many large stone pieces did it shatter into?

On that desolate island, Old Gu had acted with extreme swiftness, collecting all the stone pieces into his spatial bracelet at the first opportunity.

"Am I not making you prosper with me now?" Old Gu said calmly, his refined face filled with pride.

Chu Feng, also smiling broadly, said, "Old Gu, why don't you lend me some Heaven Gold Stone? The Mo family of the Alien Desolate Race is hunting me down. Let me be a big spender for once; I'll put out a bounty on the Mo family in the black market with Heaven Gold Stone. How about that?"

"I don't have any spare resources at home," Old Gu said, glancing at him, clearly unwilling to lend. He added, "Besides, ever since we met, how many pieces of Heaven Gold Stone have you chopped off my coffin with that broken sword? Aren't you satisfied yet? Moreover, all your Meng Po Soup was originally mine!"

Seeing this, Chu Feng couldn't argue further; it was all old scores. "Alright," he said, "let's not bring up old accounts!"

Not long after, the Dragon Liver and Phoenix Marrow banquet was prepared. Naturally, these were all sub-species, not true dragons and phoenixes; in fact, such creatures hadn't been consumed for tens of thousands of years.

In the Yang Realm, only aberrant individuals like the Martial Maniac and madmen like Li were qualified to eat true dragon meat and drink immortal bird blood.

Inside the room, or rather, the cave abode, a spiritual stream gurgled under a small stone arch bridge, with new scenic views appearing at every turn.

The place was filled with birdsong and the scent of flowers; fiery Vermilion Bird orchids sparkled as if dripping, their fragrance pervasive. Purple Qilin flowers were vibrant and lively, and besides their fragrance, occasional Qilin roars could be heard.

This Ancestor-level suite was a rare extraordinary cave abode.

At this moment, Old Gu had no regard for his image, chewing with gusto. Besides some dragon liver and phoenix marrow, he was also devouring a large Suanni leg.

Dishes were served one after another: golden-brown, glistening roasted Suanni legs, shimmering steamed phoenix marrow, fragrant crystal Pixiu meat, and richly aromatic, tempting Black Tortoise soup…

"You really have no standards," Old Gu complained. "They're all sub-species, not a single pure-blood among them."

The attendant wiped his brow. If these were pure-blooded creatures, the entire building would surely be torn down; at the very least, they currently lacked the power to host a pure-blooded creature banquet.

"Is this a Suanni leg?" Old Gu mused. "Although the meat is golden, it completely lacks that melt-in-your-mouth sensation that makes your pores open up in sheer pleasure."

The female manager arrived and, upon hearing his comments, recognized him as a true connoisseur whose observations were quite accurate. However, they genuinely could not provide that type of ingredient.

She grew increasingly reverent. Although the three seemed very hungry, they were clearly connoisseurs. This was not the kind of experience ordinary people possessed; they must have regularly enjoyed such delicacies.

"Forget it, I don't want the Suanni leg. Take it away and bring me a White Tiger leg!" Old Gu said.

"Old Gu, are you going to let people enjoy their food?" Dong Dahu roared, slamming the table, ready to fall out with him.

Old Gu waved his hand. "Alright then," he said, "replace it with the Crimson Cloud Donkey, a specialty of Fire Province. This creature's meat is delicious; whether in soy sauce or braised, it's a true delicacy."

"Old Gu, I'm going to lose it with you!" Dong Dahu exclaimed, rolling up his sleeves, glaring, and snorting white smoke from his nostrils, ready for a fight.

"With just these two preferences, you're still blocking me," Old Gu said, getting agitated himself. "Am I not also getting revenge for you? Don't you intensely dislike a certain donkey?"

Dong Dahu shed a tear of bitterness. "You don't know how conflicted I am inside," he said. "This is destined to become an inter-species entanglement."

Even though he had become an Alien Desolate Tiger, he had, after all, once been a donkey, and now he could never eat donkey meat again in this life.

Beside them, the female manager watched, utterly bewildered and confused.

Old Gu said, "Don't mind him. This is a tragic romance spanning the Tiger and Donkey races, with a generous helping of melodrama."

Dong Dahu gritted his teeth in anger, silently drinking his wine.

"Drink slowly, this is ten-thousand-year-old wine; it's potent."

Not long after, the jingle of jade pendants was heard, and three beautiful women arrived, each quite distinctive.

One, plump and graceful, was a typical classical beauty. She wore a palace-style gown, with a jade hairpin in her hair and various sparkling accessories that accentuated her already charming face.

Her name was Gao Ge. She hailed from a major sect, possessed considerable strength, and, despite her youth, was already a Sub-Saint.

The second woman, named Qi Qi, was tall with graceful curves, also quite young. She wore a modern evening gown, exuding youthfulness and vitality.

The third woman also wore modern attire – a cool ensemble of short sleeves and hot pants – revealing her long, fair legs and crystalline, porcelain-smooth arms. Her fiery red hair sparkled, her skin was fair, and her blazing red lips made her strikingly beautiful.

This was a contrast between classical and modern, with classical beauties and modern beauties complementing each other.

Old Gu looked at Dong Dahu, signaling him to choose someone to pour his wine.

Dong Dahu frowned, then shook his head and sighed, "I can't appreciate them; I only like White Tigers."

Upon hearing this, the three Saints widened their eyes, a hint of indignation in their gaze as they glared at Dong Dahu. What kind of people were these, to be so vulgar and say such a thing upon meeting? Did he have X-ray vision or something?

"What kind of bizarre preferences do you have!" Old Gu exclaimed, completely at a loss for words.

"I mean, I only like women of the White Tiger race; I don't feel anything for those of other races," Dong Dahu explained.

"What about you?" Old Gu looked at Chu Feng.

"Not as beautiful as the Yang Realm's foremost beauty," Chu Feng said.

Upon hearing this, the three Saints truly wanted to turn around and leave. What kind of people were these, to bully others like this? There was only one "Yang Realm's foremost beauty"; how could anyone compare, who could possibly compare?

Old Gu, upon hearing this, felt a sharp pang in his heart. The Yang Realm's foremost beauty was the Celestial Maiden of Menggu Dao, the peerless woman he had secretly admired and even attempted to seize, only to fail and be severely beaten instead.

What's more, he now knew that the Yang Realm's foremost beauty had once reincarnated in the Lesser Yin Realm and given birth to a child for Chu Feng. How could he possibly bear such a realization?

Every time Old Gu thought of this, he wished he could bang his head on the ground; he felt like dying. He had once resented Chu Feng, but he also knew that such emotions wouldn't solve anything.

"What is love in this world that it makes people pledge their lives to each other!" Old Gu sighed, almost shedding tears.

The three Saints rolled their eyes, thinking another one had gone mad. None of these three young men seemed normal. They secretly worried, feeling that the Heaven Gold Stone was indeed not easy to earn.

"Then what are they for?" Old Gu sighed.

The three women were very cautious. Gao Ge, the plump and graceful classical beauty, said, "We are only here to pour wine; we accept nothing else!"

The other two quickly nodded in agreement.

Old Gu, losing interest, waved his hand. "Forget it," he said, "don't even bother pouring the wine. You three just dance for a bit, then you can quickly leave!"

The three women looked at each other, deeply surprised. When they arrived, they had been anxious, wondering what to do if they encountered lecherous advances, knowing that even a prominent figure who could casually offer Heaven Gold Stone might not have impeccable character.

Although they were confident that their sects were strong enough to prevent any trouble, and thus dared to come earn some extra money, they were still a little apprehensive.

Now it was good; they didn't even need to get close.

The three women enthusiastically swayed their bodies, performing both classical and lively, youthful modern dances. The captivating blend of these two styles was truly eye-catching.

Their slender figures, long, fair legs, crystalline, porcelain-smooth arms, and slender waists, combined with their youthful, beautiful faces and graceful limbs, made their dance truly captivating.

Finally, the three women departed with happy smiles, feeling that the Heaven Gold Stone had been too easily earned.

Just then, a knock on the door sounded; Old Gu's token had worked. Eight Divine Kings had arrived, each with their vital energy contained like a vast ocean dormant within them. Their pupils were as deep as the starry sky.

"Greetings, Lord!" the eight said, highly formal, addressing him this way and kneeling on one knee.

This surprised Chu Feng; could a single, dark token really possess such great power?

Old Gu calmly said, "Hmm, you can wait for now. Just follow behind me from a distance later; don't hover around the three of us like door gods."

Then, he rose and, along with Chu Feng and Dong Dahu, prepared to go see the banquet, which the female manager had already arranged for them.

The next moment, Chu Feng, Old Gu, and Dong Dahu arrived on the nine hundred and ninety-ninth floor of the building. It was resplendent with gold and jade, and evolutionists were everywhere.

Many people were wearing modern formal wear, equivalent to suits and evening gowns in the Lesser Yin Realm.

Dong Dahu was dumbfounded. "Holy Sons in suits and ties, Holy Maidens in evening gowns," he exclaimed. "Are all the evolutionists here keeping up with the times?!"

"Brother, this way," the female manager said. She had changed into an evening gown and followed them in, leading the way for the three.

"I haven't been a big shot for many years," Old Gu sighed. Back then, he was a powerful and influential magnate of his generation. After helping his elder brother establish their domain, he truly indulged himself for a long time, living a life of debauchery every day. He always had Alien Desolate Race bodyguards when he went out, and his dance partners were always famous Celestial Maidens of the Yang Realm.

Just then, a young girl's mocking voice came from nearby, teasing them.

"Oh, aren't those the three bumpkins? How did they sneak in?!"