Chapter 1089 - Whos an Ant? (2/2)

“Hm?”

Chen Fan’s eyes glittered.

“Wait, did you say you’re looking for Chen Xiao, the Deputy Deacon of the Taichu Temple?” suddenly, a Divine Sea Cultivator said, “Xiao Sun, take him to the ninety-seventh floor.”

“When did Chen Xiao become the Deputy Deacon of Taichu Temple?” Chen Fan was shocked.

He noticed that those people became very strange when they heard that he was looking for Chen Xiao. There was even a hint of pity in their eyes.

However, Chen Fan still followed Xiao Sun upstairs.

The Beiding Pavilion was grand and luxurious, which was out of Chen Fan’s expectation. Once he entered the building, he saw many human maids in tulle dresses holding all kinds of plates full of Spirit Fruits. Each of them was stunning. There were women of all kinds of body shapes and of different nationalities, including Europeans, Americans, Africans and Southeast Asians.

“These girls were all picked from local universities. They’re all virgins and have the best appearance as well as education level. Even out there in society, they could be Goddesses either on Weibo or at schools,” Xiao Sun said.

Chen Fan looked indifferent.

Soon—

They reached the ninety-seventh floor.

That was one of the most important places in the “Beiding Pavilion.” After the security check, Chen Fan even saw some Connate Cultivators and those who were on that floor had at least the Divine Sea Level.

“Someone’s looking for me? That’s impossible. Is he someone from the Taichu Temple?”

Chen Xiao walked out in a suit, holding a glass of wine. He was startled when he saw Chen Fan. “You… Why are you here?”

“So, I should just watch Yaoyao cry at home?” Chen Fan said.

He sized Chen Xiao up and saw that his cousin was completely different. Even though he had become a Divine Sea Cultivator, his foundation wasn’t strong at all. His body was slightly bent and he even talked carefully. His head was full of white hair and there seemed to be an energy in his body that chained him tightly.

“What happened to you?” Chen Fan frowned.

“Nothing. You should leave. I’ll go see Yaoyao when I have time,” Chen Xiao said anxiously.

“Chen Xiao, who came to see you? Bring him in.” A majestic voice came from a room.

“Yes, Master,” Chen Xiao replied respectfully like a servant addressing his master.

Chen Xiao opened the door.

It was a room that was a few thousand square meters large and it occupied a few floors. There were groups of cultivators, but the one at the center had a few young men enveloped in a certain aura. The energy they exuded was totally different when compared to that of the others and was much more powerful.

The one who spoke was a man with purple hair. There was an eye on his forehead. He looked young, but had already reached the Golden Core Level.

Another young man, who had a pair of silver wings, yawned and said, “Brother, it’s just the relative of a servant. Why do you want to meet him? They’re only a bunch of ants. By the way, I heard that Jiang Churan will be out soon. Ancestral Patriarch Yuan will let you marry her when he takes her in as a disciple. Congratulations for getting a beautiful wife!”

“That’s right. I heard that Jiang Churan is talented and gorgeous. She’s a rare outstanding person on this lowly planet. She’ll be worthy of your superior status as the ‘Immortal State Warrior of the Taichu Temple,'” the others also chimed in.

In their discussion—

They called Earth a lowly planet and disdained the humans living there.

But the human cultivators standing around them—who were wearing luxurious clothes and possibly were from the large families in Yan Jin—were all putting up smiley and humble faces.

“This is different. You may not know, but my servant came from the Chen family and is the cousin of Chen Beixuan. That’s why I chose him to be a Deputy Deacon,” Yuan Xiao said.

“Oh? Chen Beixuan’s cousin?”

Everyone was stunned.

Even the young men enveloped in an aura were astonished.