Chapter 249: The Supreme Card and the Golden Radiant Arm Bone
Shrek City's bustling main street shimmered under the noon sun.
Ye Chen walked side by side with Xiao Xiao and Wang Dong.
They were a striking trio—handsome, graceful, and flawless in demeanor. Ye Chen carried a calm confidence; Wang Dong, radiant and ethereal, possessed a charm that transcended gender. Heads turned wherever they passed, eyes following them with admiration and curiosity.
Yet Shrek City's orderliness meant no petty trouble followed them.
On their way, Ye Chen bought a few snacks for the girls before leading them toward the Wanbao Pavilion.
From afar, they could already see the grand, four‑story pagoda‑like building gleaming in gold.
Towering over thirty meters high and covering nearly half a block, even in a city where every inch of land was priceless, Wanbao Pavilion was overwhelmingly lavish. Its ornate gold façade sparkled in the sunlight like a treasure chest on display.
Stepping past the massive bronze doors, the trio was enveloped by an air thick with both opulence and faint ripples of soul power.
Unlike the rustic stores elsewhere, the pavilion exuded luxury.
The spacious main hall was brightly illuminated by chandeliers studded with soul‑forged crystals, casting a silken glow like daylight.
Beautiful attendants moved gracefully between customers.
Each wore a short, form‑fitting uniform skirt that barely brushed their hips, revealing long, slender legs sheathed in transparent nude stockings. The low‑cut vests above accentuated shapely curves, swaying subtly with every step.
Even with Ye Chen's composure—and despite the beautiful women already in his life—his male instincts still kicked in for a split second. His gaze involuntarily skimmed across that dazzling, snow‑white scenery before he caught himself.
A sharp pair of displeased voices snapped him back to reality.
"Hmph!"
Two soft groans of protest—one on each side.
Simultaneously, two pairs of delicate hands pinched his waist from either side.
"Cough, cough…"
Ye Chen stiffened immediately.
Turning his head, he found Wang Dong glaring at him, cheeks flushed pink, her pastel-blue eyes filled with jealous indignation.
"You big meanie, don't look at other girls!" she huffed, her sweet tone laced with adorable anger.
Her innocent dress and radiant face made even her jealousy seem lovely.
On his right side, Xiao Xiao didn't speak, but her cheeks puffed slightly, eyes glimmering with quiet grievance. Her small hands clutched his side, tugging gently at his shirt as she mumbled, "Exactly… you're not allowed to look at bad women."
Ye Chen coughed again, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. "Conditioned reflex! Who told them to stand right there? With my two beautiful girls by my side, why would I need to look at anyone else? Come on, let's focus on shopping."
He hurriedly switched topics, slipping an arm around each of their slender waists in an attempt to soothe them.
"Hmph. That's better," Wang Dong murmured, still pouting but not resisting his touch. The subtle warmth of his hand eased her irritation.
Xiao Xiao glanced down shyly, her little blush deepening as she resting quietly in his embrace, her hand wrapping around his arm. A faint, sweet scent—milk‑soft and clean—filled his senses.
Crisis averted, Ye Chen forced himself to ignore the tempting sight of the pavilion attendants.
Inside the hall stood ten reception counters, each carved from solid deep‑sea silver—a gleaming testament to wealth.
Behind each counter, elegantly dressed attendants greeted guests with flawless smiles, their demeanor respectful yet professional.
The moment Ye Chen and the girls entered, a middle‑aged manager in the corner noticed them.
His sharp eyes lingered on the trio—especially the two young women by Ye Chen's side. Though their clothes weren't extravagant, their beauty and Ye Chen's calm bearing immediately caught his attention.
Most customers who brought women here were heavy spenders; that was almost a rule.
"Welcome, young masters and ladies," the manager said, making his way over with a courteous smile. "How may I assist you today?"
"I want access to the top‑tier exhibition floor," Ye Chen said plainly.
The manager blinked. For a moment, he studied Ye Chen again.
The young man's looks and aura were impressive, but his attire seemed modest. The top‑tier showroom was reserved only for elite clientele—the kind of guests whose purchases began in the millions of gold soul coins.
"Ah… apologies, sir, but entry into the top floor requires—"
Before he could finish, Ye Chen's wrist turned slightly, and a small token appeared in his palm.
It wasn't made of gold or jade, but a lustrous bluish‑green material that shimmered faintly under the light. Finely etched lines intertwined across its surface, forming a single ancient character—仙 (Immortal)—and faint dragon patterns that seemed alive within.
It was Xian Lin'er's Supreme Card.
The "Supreme Card" was reserved for only the highest‑rank patrons and titled Douluo—symbols not of wealth alone, but of power and status.
While Ye Chen himself held top‑tier privileges, this card existed above even that, granting full access to every restricted level. It could also be temporarily loaned, sharing equal authority with the owner—a rare and tremendous gesture of trust.
The manager's demeanor changed immediately.
"Ah! A disciple of Dean Xian Lin'er! My deepest respects, sir."
His voice trembled slightly as he bowed low, his body nearly folding at ninety degrees. "You are, of course, most welcome to any item within our supreme exhibition hall. Please, follow me!"
Ye Chen smiled faintly and gestured for Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao to come along.
The stunned murmurs that rippled through the nearby attendants and customers were unmistakable.
Every pair of eyes in the hall turned toward them, shock and awe painted across their faces.
Some of the reception girls had worked here for years without ever once seeing that card in person—until now.
The Supreme Card was so rare that it was used only by Shrek's highest‑ranked officials and figures of continental influence.
To see a young, effortlessly handsome man carrying it—and being treated with such reverence—was beyond belief.
Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao both looked at Ye Chen with new astonishment.
Xiao Xiao didn't fully understand the card's importance, but Wang Dong did. She had used one herself as a child, casually shopping in Wanbao Pavilion under her clan's banner.
The fact that Ye Chen not only possessed one but borrowed it from Xian Lin'er, the Soul Tool Department's dean, spoke volumes about his true standing.
Her admiration deepened, mingled faintly with warmth and pride.
The youth who once teased her in class had now become someone whom even great sects and empires would treat with respect.
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