I Can Make the Decision

Central Continent, Myriad Treasures Pavilion.

If one were to ask which treasure emporium holds the greatest reputation in the world, the answer would almost certainly be unanimous—Myriad Treasures Pavilion.

In the cultivation world, a grandiose name does not always guarantee success. After all, rules are not always applicable in the realm of immortal cultivation, and an overly exaggerated title might not attract thriving business—but rather, a thriving pool of blood.

Thus, the fact that Myriad Treasures Pavilion has upheld its name for a thousand years without faltering is testament enough to its formidable strength.

Unlike other treasure houses that operate as sole proprietorships, Myriad Treasures Pavilion pioneered the branch model, establishing stores not only in the Central Continent but also in the Four Great Regions—places often looked down upon by other emporiums.

Though its branches span vast distances, as long as one holds a Myriad Treasures Pavilion treasure voucher, any issue will be addressed at any branch, regardless of location. They do not question the origin of the item—only the authenticity of the voucher.

In short, they recognize the voucher, not the person. Even if you purchased an item from a Myriad Treasures Pavilion in the Western Oxhorn Continent, you could still seek service at the Central Continent branch without hesitation.

Despite its colossal scale, Myriad Treasures Pavilion offers an unparalleled service experience—a rarity in the cultivation world, where "the big fish eat the small" is the norm.

Naturally, such service comes at a corresponding price.

A few sayings circulate in the cultivation world:

"Myriad Treasures Pavilion sells no counterfeits—but they’ll make at least double your money."

"Don’t ask if they have it—ask if you can afford it."

"All who enter are customers. If you want to fight, take it outside."

Of course, overtly wicked behavior is also prohibited, as Myriad Treasures Pavilion maintains a pristine reputation as a righteous establishment.

Thanks to its sterling reputation, despite its steep prices, countless cultivators flock to it eagerly.

Myriad Treasures Pavilion serves only Foundation Establishment cultivators and above—though those at the Foundation Establishment level are limited to the lowest-grade "Yellow Tier" items.

Cultivation level is the key to ascending the pavilion’s floors. Status is irrelevant; only strength determines access.

After all, Myriad Treasures Pavilion has countless ways to make one understand the value of cultivation. At least a fifth of the cultivators who remain within its halls do so precisely because they’ve learned this lesson.

On the third floor of the Treasure Tower, several Nascent Soul cultivators moved with light steps, barely making a sound as they examined the so-called "bargain goods" on display—along with their eye-watering prices.

At the stairway leading to the third-floor loft, a Divine Transformation cultivator sat with closed eyes, meditating.

The fourth floor above housed Earth Tier items, guarded by a Void Refinement cultivator—a realm where even in the Central Continent, practitioners were exceedingly rare.

"Please, this way!"

A slightly obsequious voice rang out.

The gazes of every cultivator on the third floor instinctively turned toward the source—even the Divine Transformation cultivator opened his eyes.

They saw the Myriad Treasures Pavilion manager, his expression somewhat ingratiating, clearing a path for someone.

A moment later, their eyes landed on the woman behind him.

She wore a plain, light-blue martial outfit, her face free of makeup, yet her beauty was undeniable. Her demeanor, however, was cool, her expression unreadable.

Though her cultivation level was somewhat difficult to discern—resembling the aura of a top-tier immortal sect disciple—she should, at most, be at the Nascent Soul stage.

Why, then, would the Myriad Treasures Pavilion manager personally receive her, and with such fawning deference?

The cultivators on the third floor studied her, and soon, someone recognized her.

"That’s the Breeze Fairy—Li Yingling. She’s been making waves these past two years."

"I’ve heard of her… But wasn’t she always accompanied by the Skyblue Fairy?"

The voices were nearly inaudible, but to the Nascent Soul cultivators present, every word was clear.

Li Yingling paid no mind to their gossip. As her master often said, "If you’re not envied when you venture out, you’re just a nobody."

She hadn’t expected that a casual journey for experience would turn her into a figure of legend.

Her master, though profound in cultivation and sharp in wit, had never achieved such renown in his own travels.

As Li Yingling stepped onto the third floor, all discussion ceased. Not a single person dared to look at her anymore.

Perhaps it was her fearsome reputation. Or perhaps it was the manager’s threatening glare that swept across the entire floor.

Everyone knew that in Myriad Treasures Pavilion, whether rich or poor, one would receive basic respect.

Yet now, the manager was blatantly breaking the rules. Where there was abnormality, there was surely something amiss.

Many of the Nascent Soul cultivators on the third floor suppressed their curiosity and lowered their eyes to the items on display.

The manager withdrew his gaze, turning to the Divine Transformation cultivator at the stairway. His tone softened.

"This guest is of the highest priority. She wishes to ascend to the fourth floor. Please step aside."

The Divine Transformation cultivator glanced at Li Yingling, hesitated briefly, then shook his head.

"Manager, you know the rules… Don’t make this difficult for me. Without sufficient cultivation, no one—no matter who brings them—may ascend."

The manager took a deep breath, preparing to explain further—

But Li Yingling had already produced a token and displayed it.

The Divine Transformation cultivator’s eyes flickered over it, recognition dawning swiftly. After all, in this line of work, discernment was paramount.

Was this… the token of Daoist Yuyang?

"Esteemed guest, even if you are a friend of Daoist Yuyang, the rules cannot be bent… Rules are rules."

The Nascent Soul cultivator's tone was exceedingly polite.

"You all sound the same," Li Yingling remarked before promptly producing the Mysterious Purity Heavenly Sect Token.

The Nascent Soul cultivator's eyes widened in surprise—this token carried a completely different weight compared to a mere friend's token.

A friend's token merely implied, "This person is my good friend; please show some courtesy if possible."

The Mysterious Purity Heavenly Sect Token, however, conveyed an entirely different message—"This person is under the protection of the Mysterious Purity Heavenly Sect. Disrespecting them means disrespecting me. Either you back off, or I will step in."

In an instant, the Nascent Soul cultivator understood the true value behind the shopkeeper's deferential address of "esteemed guest."

The Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion had its rules, but those rules did not apply to inner disciples of the Eighteen Great Sects.

After all, survival in this world required sharp eyes and knowing how to read the room.

The Nascent Soul cultivator hastily cupped his hands in salute, preparing to step aside, when yet another token was thrust into view.

Instinctively, his gaze sharpened—before him lay a brand-new Tianyan Sect Token.

Suddenly, everything became clear—why the shopkeeper had been fawning over her like an eager attendant.

At this moment, all his thoughts and emotions condensed into a single, resounding phrase:

"Esteemed guest! Please proceed to the upper floors!"

A single individual carrying Daoist Yuyang's friend token, the Mysterious Purity Heavenly Sect Token, and the Tianyan Sect Token…

The Nascent Soul cultivator now understood that questioning whether this was reasonable or proper was far beyond his station.

All he needed to do now was serve this Core Formation senior with utmost respect.

A true elder of the Core Formation realm would not hold his earlier obstruction against him.

Under the joint protection of two of the Eighteen Great Sects—and as a friend of Daoist Yuyang—even the Taidao Sect might extend their shield out of deference to the other two sects.

One could only say that reincarnation was an unparalleled skill—such a transcendent status, a celestial among celestials, was enough to inspire boundless envy.

Li Yingling gave a slight nod and headed toward the fourth floor, though she suddenly paused and asked the shopkeeper leading the way:

"With all these tokens, do I get a discount?"

"Absolutely!" The shopkeeper immediately turned back, sincerity dripping from his voice.

"I have the authority to grant you a ninety percent discount on all purchases!"

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