"Damn it! This is utterly outrageous, utterly outrageous!" In a secret realm on Sakura Island, upon learning that Noda and his group had been detained by the underground city, and that their three Golden Core late-stage powerhouses had perished, the cultivators of Sakura Island were furious.
Among them, Noda's own sect, Tianbei Palace, reacted most strongly. Noda, as the Supreme Elder of Tianbei Palace, was its greatest reliance with his Golden Core mid-stage cultivation. With Noda trapped in the Kyushu region, Tianbei Palace had lost its biggest pillar and could even face opportunistic attacks from other sects.
Meanwhile, the cultivators who had gone to the Kyushu region were highly indignant. They vented their dissatisfaction in the place designated for their detention.
They believed that if they hadn't entered the ancient tower and exhausted a large portion of their stamina, they wouldn't have ended up in such a predicament.
They were even shouting for Ye Bufan, wanting to challenge him.
However, at this moment, Ye Bufan was already on his way to the Northwest. Thanks to the relentless efforts of various sects, the trail of one of the snake pups born from the Eight-headed Serpent, previously the Blood Snake, had finally been found in the Northwest.
It was reported that the Blood Snake had already evolved, its cultivation soaring, and the presence of demonic cultivators had even been detected, including the Living Yama of the Luosha Sect.
"The Living Yama is also here?" Upon hearing the news about the Living Yama, Ye Bufan immediately decided to investigate. After all, he still had a Dragon Emperor Token from the Living Yama.
Coincidentally, it was in the Northwest. Ye Bufan thought that after snatching the Dragon Emperor Token from the Living Yama, he might then be able to proceed to the location of the last Dragon Emperor Token in the Northwest, at the woodcutter's dwelling, and perhaps obtain the fourth Dragon Emperor Token.
As for Chu Mengyao and Wang Xinyan, they remained in the underground city, entering the ancient tower for intense cultivation, awaiting Ye Bufan's return.
This time, the Blood Snake's trail was discovered in Yuncheng, where dozens of lives had already been lost, causing widespread panic.
The sect responsible for guarding this area was the Tianxing Sect from the Northwest.
Before leaving, Bai Zizhen had given Ye Bufan a token of the Tianxing Sect, telling him that upon reaching Yuncheng, he could directly present the token at the city's largest hotel, and someone would attend to him.
Ye Bufan disliked unnecessary trouble, so since the Tianxing Sect had made arrangements, he accepted the token without hesitation.
The scenery in Yuncheng was beautiful, with mountains and rivers all along the way, and a very leisurely pace.
Taking an airport shuttle directly to Yuncheng's largest hotel, the Yunbai Hotel, Ye Bufan immediately felt the fresh air upon alighting. He even saw many people in ethnic attire along the road.
As Ye Bufan got out of the car, a very young attendant emerged from the hotel. He appeared to be around Ye Bufan's age.
"Hello, sir, are you alone?" The attendant reached out to take Ye Bufan's backpack, offering to carry it for him, but Ye Bufan declined.
"Alone. I can manage my backpack myself." Ye Bufan replied.
The attendant quickly scanned Ye Bufan, greeting him into the hotel lobby while asking, "Sir, where are you from? Are you here for tourism this time?"
Ye Bufan nodded and said, "I'm here for tourism."
"Where is that attendant?" Just then, a middle-aged woman rushed out of the elevator in the lobby, shouting around.
Finally, she spotted the attendant beside Ye Bufan and stormed over.
"Hello, may I ask what happened..."
"Slap!" Without another word, she slapped the attendant across the face.
"You were the one who helped me with my luggage just now. You ruined my designer bag worth over a hundred thousand. This is a globally limited edition bag!" The woman's face turned red, while the attendant looked at her in utter bewilderment.
"I only pushed your luggage with a cart, and the cart didn't collide with anything." The attendant explained with a hint of grievance.
"You were the only one who handled my bag just now, so who else could it have been?" the woman demanded.
"Excuse me, what is happening?" At this moment, the hotel manager approached.
"Your attendant damaged my limited edition bag. Tell me, how will your hotel compensate me?" the woman questioned aggressively. "From beginning to end, he was the only one who touched my bag."
"Xiao Hu, what's going on?" The hotel manager, who had been smiling at the woman, turned to face her with a stern expression.
"Manager, I didn't even touch her bag," the attendant, Xiao Hu, said with a wronged expression.
"Doesn't your hotel have surveillance cameras? Just check the footage, and you'll know," Ye Bufan interjected.
"Kid, who are you? This is my business, don't meddle," the woman's expression changed upon hearing Ye Bufan mention checking surveillance. She turned to glare at him, her tone laced with a hint of threat.
"I'm here to stay at the hotel," Ye Bufan replied.
"Oh, you're here to stay too, so what does my business have to do with you?" The woman cast a fierce look at Ye Bufan, then turned back to the hotel manager, saying, "Tell me, how exactly are you going to compensate me? What can the hotel's surveillance prove? My bag was only handled by him."
"Guest, hello, we sincerely apologize for damaging your property. We will have this employee compensate you for the loss at the original price," the manager said.
"Manager, I really didn't break it," the woman's eyes welled up with tears.
"Crying! What's the use of crying! My bag cost 140,000 in total. Will you pay in cash or by bank transfer? Tell me," the woman asked the attendant triumphantly.
"I don't have money," the attendant replied.
"No money? Then your family will pay. Your family must have money, right?" The woman's unreasonable demeanor attracted an increasing crowd of onlookers.
"What a joke, the footage that proves the most is useless here," Ye Bufan scoffed. "I think we should just call the police and, in addition, take fingerprints from the bag to clear this boy's name."
"Yes! Exactly!" At this moment, a woman in a long dress emerged and said, "This matter cannot let the boy suffer injustice. If something is broken, it should be compensated. But if it truly wasn't him, we shouldn't wrongly accuse any good person."
"And who are you, you little brat? I say it's broken, so it's broken. Are my words not valid? My husband is Liu Zhe," the woman said, mentioning Liu Zhe's name with immense pride.