Immortal Leisure Pavilion, VIP Room.
"Young Master, that Immortal Fairy girl obviously has no interest in you. Your repeated visits seem to make no progress but instead have provoked her irritation," whispered the robed elder clad in black from the Mahayana realm.
"Yes, she acts warm on the surface, but I can feel it's just courtesy, perfunctory. I'm truly disappointed, disheartened, and upset," sighed Yang Ji, a look of desolation appearing on his handsome face.
"The owner of the Immortal Leisure Pavilion has been roaming the vast void for nearly ten thousand years. With no trace of him for so many years, he might well have perished. Why don't we have the elder make a move to capture that Immortal Fairy girl, snatch her Origin of Immortal Qi, and then it'll be a done deal. Once the rice is cooked, she will naturally accept it."
