C252 (2/2)

In the northeast corner and the northwest corner, there sat a Martial Ancestor Realm expert.

However, Chen Yu's current cultivation had already reached the peak of the Ninth Stage of the Martial Dao. One more step and he would be able to enter the reincarnation stage.

”Let's go, we'll directly go to the top floor.”

Chen Yu held Chen Xiner's hand and directly stepped onto the stairs of the ”Drunken Moon Pavilion”.

The people around Chen Yu also revealed strange expressions when they heard Chen Yu's words of ”directly go to the top floor”.

Unfortunately, Chen Yu did not pay attention to the looks in the eyes of these ”ordinary people”, otherwise, he would have definitely asked around and found out the rules of this ”Drunken Moon Pavilion”.

Chen Yu and Chen Xiner were constantly stepping towards the ”Drunken Moon Pavilion”.

Chen Yu even noticed that it seemed that every time they went up, the aura of the guests sitting inside would become stronger.

Chen Yu could not help but frown as he thought to himself: Could it be that there is a limit to the strength of every level of this ”Drunken Moon Pavilion”?

Unknowingly, Chen Yu had already stepped into the seventh floor of the ”Drunken Moon Pavilion”.

One could see that the area of this floor was much smaller than the previous ones.

In the entire room, there were only a few tables.

However, at the same time, there were fewer people sitting here drinking.

Of the scattered seven or eight people, not a single one spoke. It was especially quiet.

At this moment, Chen Yu could already conclude that this ”Drunken Moon Pavilion” definitely had its own rules.

Otherwise, why would the lower levels not go to the higher levels?

It had to be known that without an increase in one level, the environment of the ”Drunken Moon Pavilion” would become even more luxurious.

In addition, the higher the floor, the fewer people there were who drank.

If it wasn't for the rules, who would be willing to drink with a group of people at the bottom level?

Therefore, Chen Yu was prepared to find out what the rules of this ”Drunken Moon Pavilion” were.

Stepping forward, Chen Yu quickly arrived next to a youth dressed in white who was drinking wine by himself.

”Hello, I would like to ask, why are there so many people below this” Drunken Moon Pavilion ”, but why is no one coming up here?!”

Hearing that, the white robed young man raised his head and looked at Chen Yu with a strange gaze.

”Where did this idiot come from?” Before the white clothed youth could reply, a disdainful voice came from behind Chen Yu.

A youth around the age of twenty who was wearing a long sword on his waist raised his wine cup slowly and said with disdain after drinking a mouthful of wine.

He actually doesn't know the rules of the ”Drunken Moon Pavilion”, so he casually went upstairs, and in a while, he would definitely be thrown out of the ”Drunken Moon Pavilion”! Before the youth with the sword finished speaking, a youth wearing an embroidered robe beside him also mocked.

The ridicule and ridicule the two of them displayed, caused Chen Yu to focus his gaze as he coldly glanced in their direction.

”What are you looking at, if you want to be thrown down now, I don't mind helping 'Drunken Moon Pavilion'!” The teenager with the sword said loudly.