258: Chapter 257 Moving into the Tian Ce Mansion! Good heavens, even the guard dog is an undercover agent?

Nine Heavens Palace, surrounded by immortal clouds.

The golden war chariot slowly drove into the core heart of the Heavenly Court amidst the extremely complex gazes of a crowd of heavenly soldiers and generals—three parts awe, three parts fear, and four parts looking at a lunatic.

The one responsible for leading the way was still that horse-faced immortal official.

However, this time, his waist was bent so low that he seemed to want to press his face against the ground, and the sycophantic smile on his face could practically crush a fly.

"Grand Marshal, up ahead is the 'Tiance Mansion' bestowed by Your Majesty."

The horse-faced immortal official pointed to a group of extremely luxurious palaces floating above the sea of clouds in front, his voice trembling, "This was once... ahem, a place where a highly esteemed ancient war god lived. It has been vacant for tens of thousands of years, and Your Majesty specifically had it cleaned up for you."

Lin Feng stood at the front of the chariot, squinting his eyes as he sized up this mansion.

It had to be said that Immortal Emperor Haotian was truly willing to invest in this "sugar-coated bullet."

The entire mansion covered an area of ten thousand miles, with pavilions and towers all carved from Top-Grade Immortal Jade, and there were nine immortal veins converging here, the Spiritual Qi so dense it had almost turned into liquid rain and mist.

At the entrance, two hundred-zhang-tall Qilin stone statues were actually carved from a solid block of "Star Core," emitting a faint pressure.

"Not bad, barely suitable for living."

Lin Feng commented indifferently, then waved his large sleeve, "Little ones, park the chariot, we're... going home!"

"Yes!"

Liu Ming led thousands of brothers from the Zhentian Department, each one with their heads held high and chests puffed out, like a group of bandits who had just won a victory, swaggering into this sacred immortal blessed land.

However, as soon as they entered the main gate, Lin Feng's footsteps halted.

"Grand Marshal, what's wrong?" The horse-faced immortal official's heart skipped a beat.

Lin Feng ignored him, instead, a playful arc hooked at the corner of his mouth, those golden eyes seeming to be able to see through all the delusions in the world.

"Fugui."

"I'm here, Master!" Huang Fugui on his shoulder was gnawing enthusiastically on a Top-Grade Spirit Stone he had just dug out from the door frame.

"You sniff around, is there some kind of weird smell in this mansion?"

Huang Fugui immediately stopped his mouth, his newly grown tender pink nose twitched hard a few times, and then his heterochromatic gold and silver eyes lit up, revealing a lewd expression of "I understand."

"Squeak! Master, I smell it! Such a strong... stench!"

"Stench?" The horse-faced immortal official's face stiffened, "This... Grand Marshal, this mansion is cleaned every day by immortal maidens using Hundred Flower Dew, how could there be a stench?"

"You don't understand."

Lin Feng looked with a half-smile at the group of maidservants, servants, and gardeners in the distance who were respectfully bowing their heads and lined up to welcome him.

"This is a kind of... stench from a 'rat'."

Lin Feng took a step forward and instantly appeared in front of a maidservant wearing pink clothes, with her head lowered and eyes submissive, who was pruning flower branches.

This maidservant was charming, her cultivation was only at the Early Stage of True Immortal, and she looked weak and harmless.

"What is your name?" Lin Feng lifted her chin, his movements as frivolous as a playboy.

"Replying... replying to the Grand Marshal, this servant's name is Xiaocui." The maidservant's delicate body trembled slightly, her eyes full of terror, like a frightened little rabbit.

"Xiaocui? Good name."

Lin Feng laughed, smiling extremely brightly.

"Then can you explain why a maidservant pruning flower branches would have a [Broken Immortal Needle] hidden in her sleeve? And your Divine Soul fluctuations... why are they so similar to the Cultivation Technique of the Qiyao Immortal Palace?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place fell into dead silence!

The maidservant named Xiaocui's face instantly turned pale, and her originally terrified eyes suddenly became extremely fierce!

"Discovered! Do it!"

Boom!

A powerful cultivation of the Early Stage of Golden Immortal suddenly erupted from the body of the originally weak maidservant! A cold light flashed from her sleeve, and a thin needle coated with deadly poison struck straight at Lin Feng's throat!

At the same time, the old man sweeping the floor in the courtyard, the servant feeding the fish, and even the black dog guarding the door, all tore off their disguises in this instant!

"Kill Lin Feng! Reward ten thousand gold!"

"By order of the Immortal King! Execute the traitor!"

In an instant, over a hundred killing intents locked onto Lin Feng! This was no mansion; this was clearly a killing trap that had been set up long ago!

The entire Tiance Mansion, except for the walls and floors, was full of eyes and assassins!

"Hahaha! Good! Very good!"

Facing this sudden siege, Lin Feng not only didn't dodge, but laughed loudly instead.

"Old dog Seven Luminaries, is this the welcome gift you gave me? Too shabby!"

"Freeze!"

Lin Feng just spat out a word lightly.

Words follow the law!

A terrifying pressure of a Half-Step Grand Unity, mixed with the devouring force field of the [Myriad Dao Furnace Sutra], instantly enveloped the entire mansion!

Those assassins who rushed up were like a paused screen, all stiff in mid-air.

The poison needle in the maidservant's hand was only 0.01 centimeters away from Lin Feng's throat, but it could no longer advance a single bit.

"A bunch of trash."

Lin Feng flicked his finger.

"Crash!"

The poison needle at the level of a Low Grade Immortal Artifact shattered directly into powder.

"This seat has just moved into a new home and doesn't want to see blood, it's bad luck."

Lin Feng stood with his hands behind his back, looking around at the "servants" who couldn't move, his voice cold as a knife.

"I'll give you two choices."

"First, die now, Divine Soul destroyed, and be fertilizer for my flowers."

"Second..."

A crafty light flashed in Lin Feng's eyes.

"From now on, you are people of my Tiance Mansion. However, given your previous bad records, everyone must hand over their Divine Soul imprint and sign a... well, nine-thousand-year contract of servitude."

"Also, hand over all the funds, Magic Treasure, and even your own private money that your masters behind you gave you as an 'entry fee'."

"Who agrees? Who opposes?"

The whole place was silent.

Between death and servitude, these so-called dead soldiers didn't have as much backbone as imagined.

"Very good."

Lin Feng nodded with satisfaction and turned to look at the horse-faced immortal official who had already peed himself in fear.

"You don't just stand there either."

"Go, write invitations for me."

"Invitations?" The horse-faced immortal official asked tremblingly, "Invite... invite whom?"

"Invite all the Immortal King, Star Lords, and Grand Unity Golden Immortal on this Nine Heavens! Whether it is the Righteous Path or the Demonic Path, as long as they are someone of status, invite them all to me!"

Lin Feng's eyes flashed with a kind of light called "making trouble."

"Just say... tonight, this seat will hold a banquet at Tiance Mansion to celebrate the housewarming!"

"Not only will there be fine wine and food, but there will also be... special programs!"

"Tell them, if they don't come, it means they look down on me, Lin Feng, and look down on His Majesty the Immortal Emperor!"

"By the way, add a sentence to the back of the invitation..."

Lin Feng's mouth curled into a devilish smile.

"Remember to bring money. Bring enough money."

Night fell, and the lights came on.

The Tiance Mansion, which had been deserted for tens of thousands of years, was brightly lit tonight, with waves of immortal music.

However, this atmosphere looked weird no matter how you looked at it.

The maidservants and servants who served tea and poured water had expressions uglier than crying, each with a shameful sign engraved with "I am a mole" hanging around their necks (Lin Feng's mischievous requirement), and they were working tremblingly under the supervision of Liu Ming and the others.

And Lin Feng sat firmly in the main seat and opened the System panel.

[Host: Lin Feng]

[Realm: Golden Immortal Great Perfection (Half-Step Grand Unity)]

[Physical Body: Low Grade Acquired Spirit Treasure level]

[Current critical hit points balance: 265,500 billion] (Ransacked the wealth of this group of moles, made a small profit)

"Fifty billion... mosquito legs."

Lin Feng curled his lips, "It seems that I still have to rely on this group of big fat sheep tonight."

He looked at the mansion gate, where the first batch of "guests" had arrived.

"Come on, stop pretending."

"Tonight, my treat... let's eat!"