CHAPTER 608: CHAPTER 606: 100,000 SPIRIT STONES, WILL THEY BE WILLING TO PART WITH THEM?

Although Ling Qionglan’s status was quite decent and she had brought over a million Spirit Stones with her when she entered the Holy Mansion,

But.

After staying for more than a month in the Holy Mansion, the daily expenses for her Cultivation had already cost nearly half of it.

The current Ling Qionglan was somewhat embarrassed by her financial situation.

As for Lin Fan, Ling Qionglan had no idea how many Spirit Stones he had in his possession!

However, a meal that could easily cost millions of Spirit Stones was truly... terrifying!

"Lin Fan, how about we forget it? Shall we just eat downstairs? The food here is also tasty, and it’s much cheaper," Ling Qionglan suggested with Lin Fan’s interests in mind.

Most men, when faced with a woman, might, out of pride, insist on heading up to the seventieth floor despite hesitation.

Ling Qionglan didn’t want Lin Fan to waste Spirit Stones, so she directly suggested eating on the first floor.

"Look, the food on this floor seems delicious too, why don’t we just eat here?" Ling Qionglan said with a smile.

On the first floor, an ordinary snack cost only a dozen odd Spirit Stones, a regular dish a few hundred Spirit Stones, and the most expensive were just three to five thousand Spirit Stones, with hardly any exceeding ten thousand.

A meal would at most cost ten to twenty thousand Spirit Stones, which was quite affordable!

"Haha! Look at her! If she has no Spirit Stones, then just say so, no need to make it sound so grandiose, claiming the food on the first floor is tasty. Well, let me tell you, the food on the seventieth floor is even tastier! Want to go up and try it? Hahaha!" Wang Xi, the woman from before, mocked with laughter.

"Try it? Does she have the money to try?"

"That’s right, with their level of Cultivation, entering the seventieth floor would cost a hundred thousand Spirit Stones, would they be willing to spend that much?"

"Hahaha!"

Mocking laughter could be heard all around.

"Let it be, Wang Xi, let’s head up, don’t keep Young Master Guo waiting," another woman shook her head, her face full of scorn.

Although she hadn’t been to the seventieth floor many times herself,

Most of her spending was also within the first ten floors.

But.

In Qin Yan’er’s heart, she simply didn’t think much of men who could not afford to go to the seventieth floor!

After all.

Unless they were students ranked in the Inner Mansion, or an Elder or Supreme Elder of the Holy Mansion, ordinary Cultivators had to pay a terrifying fee of a hundred thousand Spirit Stones just to enter the seventy floors as an entrance fee!

And that was just for once.

In other words, unless your status was high enough, each time you wanted to enter the seventieth floor of the Drunken Immortal Tower and call for a table, you had to pay a hundred thousand Spirit Stones!

This was a symbol of strength, as well as status!

"Exactly, why waste time on such penniless losers?" Wang Xi said with a self-deprecating laugh, feeling like she wasted her time.

Then.

Qin Yan’er and Wang Xi ignored Lin Fan and Ling Qionglan and headed directly towards the seventieth floor of the Drunken Immortal Tower.

There was a small Transmission Array in the direction of the seventieth floor, which could quickly and conveniently transport people to different floors.

"Let’s go," Lin Fan said, his heart undisturbed.

"Uh, Lin Fan... really, let’s just forget it? The Drunken Immortal Tower has special rules, we’re not students of the Inner Mansion, we’re not even supposed to have the qualification to enter the Drunken Immortal Tower, let alone go up to the seventieth floor, we’d have to pay a hundred thousand Spirit Stones, let’s... just forget it! I truly don’t mind eating on the first floor..." Ling Qionglan showed a distressed expression again.

She truly did not want Lin Fan to waste so many Spirit Stones just for the sake of pride.

"It’s okay, let’s go up. Have you forgotten I have the Pavilion Master Murong Guan’s Token? I can go anywhere in the Holy Mansion, request any resource, and I probably don’t even need to spend Spirit Stones when I dine at the Drunken Immortal Tower," Lin Fan said with a slight smile.

"Ah? Really?" A flash of surprise crossed Ling Qionglan’s beautiful eyes.

If that was really the case, she, too, wanted to see what the seventieth floor was like.

Which girl wouldn’t like delicious food? She felt an urge to try, her demeanor showing eager anticipation, and she even subconsciously licked her lips!

This girl, she says she doesn’t want to go to the 70th floor, but in fact... she really does.

It’s just that she refused to go to the 70th floor to keep Lin Fan from wasting Spirit Stones!

"Of course, it’s true." Lin Fan nodded, "Let’s go!"

Lin Fan smiled, then took Ling Qionglan’s hand and walked toward the direction of the Transmission Array!

"Ah!"

Ling Qionglan exclaimed, not expecting Lin Fan to suddenly take her hand, her delicate body went stiff for a moment.

Then she obediently followed behind Lin Fan, lowering her head deeply as they proceeded toward the Transmission Array!

"Where is your proof of identity? If you do not have an Identity Card proving that you are among the top one thousand students of the Inner Mansion, or an invitation, or a friend to accompany you, to enter the 70th layer, you will need to pay one hundred thousand Spirit Stones!"

A slightly chubby man, with his head held high, stood there, and upon seeing Lin Fan and Ling Qionglan approaching, he arrogantly glanced over them.

"This... we..." Ling Qionglan’s pretty face turned bright red in an instant.

Lin Fan casually tossed the Mystic Iron Token from Murong Guan to the middle-aged man.

"What is this?" the middle-aged man frowned.

Catching the Mystic Iron Token subconsciously, he took a look.

"Hiss!"

A shiver ran through him, and he drew in a sharp breath of cold air.

His entire body straightened up in an instant, and he even vigorously rubbed his own eyes.

"Is this... is this... the Mystic Iron Token from the Pavilion Master himself?" The middle-aged man was dumbfounded, staring wide-eyed in disbelief.

This Mystic Iron Token was absolutely genuine!

Even.

The middle-aged man never doubted for a moment that the Mystic Iron Token could be fake!

In the Holy Mansion, using a counterfeit Mystic Iron Token? That would be seeking death, wouldn’t it?

"Yes." Lin Fan nodded.

"Ahem! You’re welcome! Please!"

The attitude of the middle-aged man changed abruptly as he bowed and nodded to Lin Fan, a complete turnaround from his previous indifferent and dismissive demeanor.

"By the way, do I need to pay with Spirit Stones when I consume at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion?" Lin Fan asked indifferently.

"You must be joking! Having the Mystic Iron Token means you can consume anywhere in the Holy Mansion without paying Spirit Stones! Just order whatever you like, and I assure you the highest priority in arranging it!" The middle-aged man kept bowing and nodding, his attitude extremely respectful.

Then, with his other hand, he respectfully returned the Mystic Iron Token to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan nodded slightly; it seems this Mystic Iron Token does have some use.

"Alright, bring every kind of food that the female cultivators prefer and sell the best from your Drunken Immortal Pavilion, one of each kind!" Lin Fan stated lightly.

"All right, rest assured! I will immediately arrange someone to prepare it for you, guaranteeing freshness. However, it will take some time to prepare the food, so would you like to rest in a private room for a while? Once everything is ready, I’ll call you over?" The middle-aged man’s face wore a flattering smile.

"That’s fine."

Lin Fan nodded.

Ordinary people dining at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion would almost always sit at the table and wait for the food to be served.

However, Lin Fan was taken to a private room to rest first, and would dine only after the food was ready—treatment that was completely different.

Under the guidance of the middle-aged man, Lin Fan and Ling Qionglan were led to a luxurious private room on the 99th layer to rest.

Meanwhile.

The 70th floor of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion was in an uproar!

All because, the number one table, which hadn’t been opened for almost a year or two, was suddenly... open!