Desolate Era: The Ultimate Rogue Cultivator Who Hides Among the Heavens!

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"The Purple Mansion?!"

Lan Xiaodie looked shocked, staring at the wine glass that seemed to float in mid-air, still finding it hard to believe.

But then she smiled gently at Han Feiyu, "Now I should call you a Grand Master of the Purple Mansion, Young Master Han."

For beings born in the primordial state, the Purple Mansion is a powerful cultivator capable of instantly killing them.

The Purple Palace is opened, granting a lifespan of five hundred years. It absorbs the primordial energy of heaven and earth, opening up a void in the dantian, hence the name "Purple Palace" because the void is filled with purple energy.

The Purple Mansion Void can also be used for storage.

Afterwards, the flow of Yuan energy gathered and created a vast ocean in the Purple Mansion, known as the Yuan Sea. It could continuously accumulate Yuan energy, making the lake in the Purple Mansion deeper and wider. The means it could use far surpassed those of innate beings. Killing innate beings was as easy as cutting melons and vegetables. Compared to it, a perfected innate being was like an infant to an adult.

The spirit can achieve multitasking.

When piloting a magical artifact, one can travel 100,000 li per day at normal speed and 200,000 li per day at full speed.

This is what a Purple Mansion cultivator is like!

"Hehe." Han Feiyu chuckled, glancing at the other beautiful scenery inside the building before looking at Lan Xiaodie and saying, "Although we are only nodding acquaintances, we can be considered friends in Mengshan City."

Lan Xiaodie took the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. She smiled and said, "It is my greatest honor that Young Master Han came to find me, his friend, so soon."

"But the Purple Mansion is ultimately the Purple Mansion, and the Innate Realm is ultimately the Innate Realm."

"I am just a weak woman, nothing special." Lan Xiaodie smiled faintly, her tone filled with regret and determination. "My master is only at the Purple Mansion level, but there is a difference between immortals and mortals. The Purple Mansion and the Innate level have their own unspoken rules, and these are the rules he taught me."

"Xiao Die will never forget."

After saying this, Lan Xiaodie's eyes became gentle and warm again. "However, I, Lan Xiaodie, will always remember Young Master Han's kindness. If one day you really become a great person, it would be enough if you could come and have a drink with me again."

"Okay, thank you for your kind words." Han Feiyu smiled slightly at Lan Xiaodie. She was a smart woman, and he liked dealing with people like her.

Because it's not very tiring.

She knows how to find a proper way to present herself.

Han Feiyu has his own set of principles and bottom lines when dealing with people and things, but the respect within those bottom lines is not entirely pure.

The human heart is the most difficult thing to grasp.

Once one's strength and status are elevated to a higher level, some subtle influences will emerge.

Just like Han Feiyu and Lan Xiaodie now, there's a slight, unspeakable secret behind Han Feiyu's respect for Lan Xiaodie...

"Congratulations to Young Master Han on opening his Purple Mansion and becoming a cultivator." Lan Xiaodie regained her gentle and charming demeanor, and sat down directly in front of Han Feiyu. Her soft body was very captivating. "Young Master Han, let me toast you again."

Han Feiyu smiled knowingly and cooperated with both hands, "Okay, drink."

This is the cruel reality of the cultivation world.

A naturally born being is used as a means to win people's hearts; without the Purple Mansion, her destiny is limited to this.

But how difficult is it to achieve the Purple Mansion?

Even a Purple Mansion cultivator backed by a branch of the Meng family, let alone Yuan Stones and Yuan Liquid, wouldn't even have enough to improve his own cultivation, let alone take care of a Primordial Being like Lan Xiaodie.

Achieving the Purple Mansion through innate cultivation requires not only a specific method and aptitude, but also abundant resources…

"Ding~"

"Ta-da!"

"Ding~"

The sounds of the zither, flute, and drum create a five-tone musical ensemble.

Then came the swaying of garments and the rising of soft, seductive music.

Drunken Spring Pavilion, Drunken Spring Pavilion, only with drunkenness can there be spring...

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The extravagant behavior continued into the night before gradually subsiding.

Lan Xiaodie's eyes became somewhat glazed from drinking, and taking this opportunity, Han Feiyu asked about Meng Zhenghuai again.

"You should tell me about that Meng Zhenghuang, shouldn't you?"

"Meng Zhenghuai's backer is indeed just a grandfather at the Purple Mansion level, but he is still a member of the Meng family. A young genius like Young Master Han might become a being above the True Person level in the future, so why create more trouble?"

The two were acting very intimately, but Han Feiyu's eyes were clear and lucid. Could a few drinks really be a match for his Crimson Bright Nine Heavens Painting?

"A tree lives by its bark, a person lives by their breath."

Han Feiyu teased Lan Xiaodie with his finger and laughed, "Whether it's troublesome or not, we'll only know after we do it, don't you think?"

"Hmm~"

Lan Xiaodie was only at the Qi Refining Innate stage, and her body's absorption of alcohol was far less than Han Feiyu's. Her hazy yet clear consciousness saw how determined he was and she blurted it out directly.

"Where is Meng Zhenghuai now...?"

"..."

After this explanation, Han Feiyu looked enlightened, "Meng Zhenghuai..."

"It's not the wine that intoxicates, it's the person who gets drunk," Lan Xiaodie said, then put her arm around Han Feiyu's shoulder and chuckled, "Young Master Han, it's getting late."

"Hmph..." Han Feiyu realized it was indeed time to rest. "Right."

"Then let me help you to rest."

"Yes, thank you for your help, Young Master Han."

Immediately, Han Feiyu helped Lan Xiaodie upstairs.

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Not long after.

Inside Lan Xiaodie's big house.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh." The sounds of cultivation using the Crimson Bright Nine Heavens Diagram were truly astonishing, with starlight filling the air.

Lan Xiaodie had only dozed off for a short while when her eyes became mostly clear and she looked at the movement in the inner room. "Han Feiyu."

[Crimson Bright Nine Heavens Diagram Experience Points +1]

Han Feiyu cultivated the Divine Demon Body Refinement technique for one night, gaining very little, but the quality was extremely high.

"Phew~"

As the first rays of sunlight rose in the morning, they shone on Han Feiyu's face. Han Feiyu glanced at the room next to him, knowing that Lan Xiaodie, who had been lying there, had left an hour earlier.

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City Lord's Mansion.

The residence of the only Purple Mansion cultivator in Mengshi City is located in the very center of the entire city.

Meng Shi, a cultivator from the Purple Mansion.

Although he is over 20, he is still full of vigor and spirit, like a young man.

Her long black hair hung down on both sides, tied in a black hair tie. Her face had sharp, strong features, and her eyes had an upward slant.

At this moment, however, he was staring at Lan Xiaodie, who was dressed in a light blue dress.

Meng looked at Lan Xiaodie with some displeasure, but her expression remained calm as she said to Lan Xiaodie, "Then please invite him over. Tell him I congratulate him on achieving the Purple Mansion realm."

"Yes." Lan Xiaodie stood up respectfully and nodded.

"Go."

"Yes."

Lan Xiaodie then left.

After completely leaving the city lord's mansion, Lan Xiaodie finally breathed a sigh of relief.

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On another street from Zuichunlou.

Han Feiyu began to enjoy her breakfast.

Three bowls of meat soup.

Several plates of meat and vegetables.

A plate of steamed buns.

"I'm full." Although he no longer needed to eat after becoming a Purple Mansion, he still had to maintain the necessary daily rituals. After finishing his meal, Han Feiyu got up, put down a piece of broken gold, and left the stall.

Not long after they left, they encountered Lan Xiaodie, who was wearing a light blue dress.

"Young Master Han."

"Little Butterfly, you've come to see me?"

Han Feiyu smiled knowingly at Lan Xiaodie, feigning ignorance.