Upon hearing this, the Xianzhou generals present were momentarily stunned, then quickly lowered their heads to conceal their expressions.
Wait, coming to the Xianzhou? Could it be that this "Lord of Samsara" is planning to visit the Xianzhou for leisure?! Normally, beings of the Aeon's caliber should be pursuing the driving force of their existence, shouldn't they? Moreover, in their eyes, Aeons are lofty entities, and it's incredibly difficult for ordinary people to even catch a glimpse of them. Yet, this newly born "Lord of Samsara" seems far too approachable, doesn't he?
"Marshal, did you summon us here just for this matter?" After a moment of silence, Yao Guang raised his hand, his tone tinged with confusion.
"Hmm, indeed, this is the only matter at hand. However, this matter is not as simple as it seems."
"Is that so?" Yao Guang pondered for a moment, then suddenly seemed to realize something. With a hint of uncertainty, he asked, "Are you implying... Emissaries?"
Hearing Yao Guang's words, Xuan Quan, Youwu, and the others, who had been keeping their heads down, now slightly raised their gazes. A faint glimmer of fervor could be seen in their eyes. Although the "Lord of Samsara" is a newly born Aeon, the breadth of the "Path of Causality" is undeniable.
While no one has yet set foot on the "Path of Causality," and its specific effects remain unknown, this does not hinder their desire for the position of an Emanator of Causality.
As for the fact that they already possess the blessings of the Arbiter-General, Yao Guang and the others did not pay it much mind. Dual Paths are rare, but not without precedent.
Take, for example, one of the Emanator of Destruction, "Phantylia," who simultaneously treads the Paths of Elation and Destruction, having reached the level of an Emanator in both.
"Do as you please." Hua observed the expressions of the group and shook her head slightly. "Whether you can become an Emanator of the 'Lord of Samsara' depends on your own abilities. Success would naturally be excellent; failure is also acceptable. But if, because of this, you provoke the 'Lord of Samsara' and bring disaster to the Xianzhou, then you will be the sinners of the Xianzhou!"
...
The Immortal Ship Luofu... Exalting Sanctum...
At this moment, the "Lord of Samsara" was sitting in front of a tea stall, savoring the fine tea in his cup with care. From time to time, he would raise his head to glance at the "Star Rail" passing through the sky and gaze at the bustling Yujiemen in the distance.
"Ah~, am I really not suited for tea tasting? This is clearly a cup of 'Luofu Qianye' that costs hundreds of thousands of credits, yet it tastes no different from ordinary tea to me." Yun Fan looked helplessly at the emerald-green tea in his cup, shook his head, placed the teacup on the table, and stood up from his chair.
He recalled that in the game, the Luofu Xianzhou should have a drink called "Immortal Delight Tea," right? Judging by the packaging and description, it seemed very similar to the milk tea he often drank on Earth. Maybe he could buy a cup to try.
"Sir, is the tea not to your liking?" Seeing Yun Fan shaking his head and sighing, the proprietress, who had been secretly observing him from a distance, quickly approached and asked in what she believed was her gentlest voice.
"No, the tea is excellent. It's just that I lack the fortune to fully appreciate it." As Yun Fan spoke, he took out his phone and transferred one million credits to the fox-eared proprietress.
"Sir, you flatter me. I can tell you're a man of the world. It's only natural that a small teahouse like ours might not meet your standards." The fox-eared proprietress smiled and complimented him. The man before her was handsome and wealthy—truly the ideal candidate for a partner.
"Perhaps." Yun Fan replied with a light chuckle.
Staring infatuatedly at Yun Fan's charming smile, the fox-eared woman's cheeks flushed with two red clouds. She quickly lowered her head, as if afraid Yun Fan might notice.
'Oh, Rushuang, why are you so foolish? Go ask for his contact information...' The proprietress kept encouraging herself in her heart. After a while, she finally mustered the courage and raised her head again.
"Sir, may I... Huh? Where did the sir go?!"
"Kong! Kong! Shang! Kai! Hua!"
"Damn! What kind of luck is this? You're really something else..."
"Feeding a card from the upper seat... Ah, here it comes, I'll take it!"
"Interrupt! What do you mean 'take it'? I'm claiming it first! Hahaha!"
"..."
Since leaving the tea stall, Yun Fan had been wandering aimlessly around Exalting Sanctum, enjoying his time. Along the way, he finally got to taste the "Immortal Delight Tea." Based on the feedback from his taste buds, he could confirm that this was essentially the same as the ordinary milk tea from Earth. However, the flavor was noticeably better—likely due to the absence of certain artificial additives and preservatives.
In addition to the tea, Yun Fan also purchased a variety of Luofu's specialty foods, some peculiar plants and animals, and a few books documenting the history of the Xianzhou.
"Qingque, hurry up, it's your turn!"
"I know, I know, let me think for a second... Please, please! Ha, I win!"
"No way, that's gotta be fake..."
"..."
Following the sounds, Yun Fan walked into a mahjong parlor. After scanning the room and glancing over the various tables, he finally spotted Qingque and her friends in a relatively secluded corner.
"I didn't expect to run into a story character so soon. My luck isn't too bad," Yun Fan murmured to himself, a slight smile curling on his lips. Now that he no longer had the Void Archives by his side, he was free from any so-called missions. For him, the storylines didn't really matter. With just a thought, the authority of causality could easily allow him to tweak minor plot points.
The bosses that appeared in the original storylines, such as the Doomsday Beast, Cocolia the Mother of Deception, or even the more powerful Emanator of Destruction, Phantylia, were nothing more than a fleeting thought away.
Everything he was doing now was akin to Aha's antics—simply finding ways to amuse himself. "No amount of gold or silver can buy my happiness!"