The Sacred Leaves Family's Wishes for Peace

As the triennial Stone Gambling Convention hosted by the Firmament Chamber of Commerce drew near, the number of cultivators arriving in the Seven Kings City surged. Most were formidable individuals or emissaries of powerful factions.

After all, Forbidden Spirit Stones were rare and incredibly expensive. Ordinary cultivators couldn't afford to gamble on them—at most, they came to enjoy the spectacle.

These past days, Fang Chen had been wandering the city daily, scouring for hidden treasures. Relying on his Aura Sight Technique, he had indeed unearthed a few valuable items.

When the official day of the Stone Gambling Convention finally arrived, Fang Luo, Fang Chen, and Fang Qiufeng set out early from Huangfeng Valley, headed straight for the Firmament Chamber of Commerce.

To Fang Chen, who possessed the Aura Sight Technique, this event was one he absolutely could not miss.

Fang Chen smiled. "The Stone Gambling Convention is pretty important to Seven Kings City. These past few days, even Xiang Zhantian hasn't posted any spies to tail us."

Ever since they had rejected Xiang Zhantian's offer upon entering the city, he had assigned underlings to keep watch at the entrance of Huangfeng Valley.

Unfortunately for him, everyone else had been training in the blessed grounds and remained indoors, while Fang Chen, upon stepping out, had no trouble shaking off any tail using various methods.

Thus, even though Fang Luo and the others had already spent quite some time in Seven Kings City, Xiang Zhantian still hadn't managed to pose any real threat to them.

So many powerful cultivators and influential forces had flocked to the city that even someone like Xiang Zhantian had been ordered to behave and avoid trouble.

Gazing at the bustling streets, Fang Qiufeng couldn't help but exclaim, "There really are way more people in the city than usual. I didn't think the Stone Gambling Convention would have such a huge draw."

Fang Chen said, "Of course. This is one of the Firmament Chamber of Commerce's signature events."

The Firmament Chamber of Commerce, like the immortal sects, celestial clans, imperial courts, and archaic families, was one of the Twenty Supreme Powers of the Tianyuan Realm.

What set this commerce-based faction apart was one thing: wealth.

Its branches spread across all continents of the Tianyuan Realm, involving themselves in nearly every cultivation-related industry.

With their staggering accumulation of resources and an abundance of rare spiritual treasures, the Firmament Chamber had attracted numerous elite cultivators, steadily raising their overall strength.

Among the twenty supreme factions, the Firmament Chamber of Commerce consistently ranked near the top.

Some even believed they rivaled Seven Kings City itself, both vying for a top-three position.

Every thirty years, the Firmament Chamber of Commerce would select a continent to host this grand Stone Gambling Convention.

Every time, without fail, a multitude of rare treasures and miraculous pills would be uncovered.

Occasionally, pills lost since the ancient or archaic eras would be discovered. From them, alchemists could reverse-engineer pill formulas—an unimaginable fortune in and of itself.

Over time, the convention's reputation soared, spreading across the Tianyuan Realm. Only remote, insignificant places like Cangzhou remained relatively ignorant of it.

Thus, each convention attracted legions of cultivators and factions, all hoping to strike it rich.

Even though this year's convention was being held in the infamously corrupt Seven Kings City, it still drew countless powerhouses like moths to a flame.

Fang Luo and the others were particularly hopeful that they'd encounter long-missing family members Fang Mu Ge and Fang Ying at the event.

Fang Chen's daily wandering wasn't just about treasure-hunting—it was also about increasing his odds of spotting them the moment they arrived.

Since arriving at Seven Kings City, Fang Luo and Fang Qiufeng hadn't had much chance to explore, especially Qiufeng, who was still unfamiliar with the city.

So as they walked, Fang Chen took it upon himself to explain.

He pointed toward rows of grand pavilions and palatial buildings ahead.

"Among the Twenty Supreme Powers of the Tianyuan Realm, there's one that's quite similar to the Firmament Chamber in terms of function—that's the Moonwatch Pavilion."

"The Moonwatch Pavilion mainly runs taverns, tea houses, restaurants, and even brothels. They also deal in intelligence trading. Virtually every major city in every continent has at least one branch. Their spiritual wines and teas are renowned across the realm."

Halfway through his sentence, Fang Chen suddenly stopped speaking aloud and switched to voice transmission.

"But personally, I think their spiritual wines and teas, especially the wine, don't hold a candle to our Drunken Immortal Pavillion."

Fang Luo confirmed, "It's not just your opinion—it's a fact."

In both his previous and current life, Fang Luo had traveled extensively and sampled countless spiritual wines and teas. None matched those of the Drunken Immortal Pavillion.

The reason was simple: the saplings for their spiritual tea, and the ingredients and recipes for their wine, were brought back from the Immortal Realm by Fang Hao, and brewed personally by Fang Chu.

How could anything produced in the Tianyuan Realm compare?

Every time they returned home before setting off again, they made sure to stock up on large amounts of spiritual wine and tea from Fang Chu.

Fortunately, their conversation was via voice transmission—if others heard such bold claims, they'd likely scoff.

After all, in the Tianyuan Realm, no faction dared to say their tea or wine was better than the Moonwatch Pavilion's.

One of the Fang clan's purposes for visiting Seven Kings City this time was to establish a branch of the Drunken Immortal Pavillion.

That meant facing not only the local powers entrenched in the city, but also their biggest competitor—the Moonwatch Pavilion.

The difficulty was obvious.

Fang Luo and the others understood that—but none of them were afraid.

Fang Chen's eyes gleamed with determination. "Whether it's the Firmament Chamber or the Moonwatch Pavilion—though they may seem far above us now, one day, our Fang family's Wanbao Pavilion and Drunken Immortal Pavillion will surpass them."

Fang Luo and Fang Qiufeng were equally confident.

Currently, Wanbao Pavilion and the Drunken Immortal Pavillion were quite famous across a dozen continents surrounding Cangzhou, with many local factions fighting for the opportunity to collaborate.

However, that fame did not extend farther out.

Once you moved beyond that cluster, it became the territory of other major factions. With the Fang family's current strength, opening new branches there would only result in being swallowed whole.

So for now, both establishments could only develop within those few neighboring continents.

Compared to the Firmament Chamber and Moonwatch Pavilion, who had branches scattered across the entire Tianyuan Realm and were known far and wide, the Fang family's businesses seemed utterly insignificant.

Still, the trio had complete faith in themselves and their clan.

They were convinced that one day, the Fang family would rise to become one of the Tianyuan Realm's supreme powers!