Dragon-Phoenix House, the number one restaurant in Sky-Dragon City, is also the place Warren Wan visits almost every day.
Legend has it that Dragon-Phoenix House was originally just a small restaurant, but its dishes were so delicious that after Warren Wan tried them once, he couldn't stop praising the place. He invested and expanded the restaurant, renaming it Dragon-Phoenix House.
Afterward, Warren Wan often hosted banquets for leaders of top sects and provincial officials at Dragon-Phoenix House. With such high-profile guests, the restaurant naturally became Sky-Dragon City's number one establishment.
Dragon-Phoenix House has nine floors in total.
The ninth floor is never open to outsiders; it's Warren Wan's exclusive territory. Whenever he eats or hosts a banquet, it's always on the ninth floor.
An elder from a first-rate sect who once attended a banquet there revealed that the ninth floor of Dragon-Phoenix House is incredibly luxurious: the floors are paved with precious jade, the tables and chairs are made from rare woods, and many decorations are crafted from rare spirit artifact materials.
Even the bowls and plates for serving food, and the cups and bottles for drinking wine, are all genuine spirit artifacts.
That elder also revealed that the construction cost of the ninth floor alone reached ten million low-grade spirit crystals.
To put it in perspective, a third-rate sect's entire assets might only total a million low-grade spirit crystals. In other words, a single dining floor is worth as much as ten of the most prosperous third-rate sects combined—just imagine how extravagant it is.
The spirit-beast carriage made its way ostentatiously through the city streets toward Dragon-Phoenix House. Everyone who saw it quickly stepped aside, since they all knew the Prime One Church branch master had a bad temper. Once, a young man accidentally bumped into his carriage and was whipped in public by Warren's attendants, left gravely injured. Three days later, the youth succumbed to his wounds.
Soon, the spirit-beast carriage arrived at Dragon-Phoenix House.
Out front, a beautiful young madam led the staff of Dragon-Phoenix House to welcome Warren Wan's arrival.
This young madam was named Rowan Jiang, the owner of Dragon-Phoenix House and its finest chef. Rumor had it she was already Warren Wan's lover—otherwise, people said, he would never have invested in the restaurant.
"Greetings, Master Wan!"
Warren Wan got off the spirit-beast carriage, beauties in his arms, while Rowan Jiang hurriedly bowed to him.
"Rowan, you're getting more and more beautiful!"
Warren Wan stepped forward and seized Rowan Jiang's delicate hand, boldly fondling her as if the crowd didn't exist. The two chatted and laughed, looking every bit the intimate couple as they strolled into Dragon-Phoenix House.
Inside the main hall, many diners had already gathered. When they saw Warren Wan arrive, they all fell silent and stood up to greet him.
Warren Wan didn't so much as glance at them, striding straight upstairs. To him, these ordinary folk weren't even worth acknowledging.
Very soon, Warren Wan reached the ninth floor.
The maids, already prepared, brought out dish after dish and set them on the table.
"Come, Rowan, have a few drinks with me." Warren Wan beckoned to Rowan Jiang.
"Of course, sir!" Rowan replied obediently.
Throughout the meal, Warren Wan's hands wandered shamelessly over the two beauties beside him, making them gasp and moan, their cheeks flushed bright red with embarrassment and excitement.
Rowan Jiang, sitting to the side, felt rather awkward.
Thinking about his current lifestyle, Warren Wan couldn't help but sigh. At age nine, thanks to his outstanding talent, he became one of the Prime One Church's direct disciples, with only one mission: to cultivate and grow stronger.
It took him only sixteen hundred years to reach late Soul-Split stage, making him one of the standouts among the direct disciples.
But on one mission, he was ambushed by experts from the Fire God Church. His entire squad was nearly wiped out; he barely escaped with his life. When he returned to the Prime One Church, people accused him of fleeing the battlefield.
In truth, he really had run away—he thought no one would ever know, but he was still doubted.
So, he was sent to Dragon-God Province to serve as the branch master.