Chapter 363: Dreaming About The Demon Emperor Suite

Zhang Haoxuan went to the front desk to inquire about the situation and returned with some food. Demon Kings got discounts on their purchases.

The answer to the question about the hotel's cultivation rooms was straightforward.

Indeed, within the Ancestral Court, only the hotels under the banner of the White Tiger Demon Emperor offered rooms where one could cultivate divine consciousness, and there were only six such White Tiger Hotels. The enhancement effect was similar in all of them. This was considered one of the core industries of the White Tiger lineage.

As for whether there were better cultivation rooms than the Demon Emperor Suites, the answer was naturally yes, but those rooms were not to be found in any hotel. They were in the palaces of the Demon Emperors.

Despite the steep prices, the Demon Emperor Suites were generally fully booked. After all, few places could aid a Great Demon King in nurturing their divine consciousness, and to a Great Demon King, ten naturae coins a night was pocket change. Of course, it was also pocket change for the White Tiger Demon Emperor, but with all such rooms in all White Tiger Hotels being in use throughout the year, the profits ramped up quite fast.

Such an enterprise could only be managed by the might of a Demon Emperor.

So, it could be said that Tang San and his companions were quite fortunate; they had found perhaps not the most luxurious but certainly the best-value hotel in the Ancestral Court.

After grabbing a quick bite, Zhang Haoxuan left. With his communicator, he could contact Tang San at any time.

As noon approached, Tang San’s companions gradually woke up from their cultivation. Surprisingly, it was not Wu Bingji but Du Bai who had gained the most.

Du Bai's spiritual power had long since reached the ninth order. Cultivating in this room significantly benefited his spiritual power, making him appear exceptionally vibrant.

Even Wu Bingji now felt that the room's cost was justified—it was expensive for a reason! In comparison, their standard and VIP rooms seemed less worthwhile.

"Can we just keep this room and cancel the others?" Wu Bingji asked Tang San.

If everyone could cultivate in this one room, ten naturae coins a day seemed very worthwhile to him.

Tang San replied helplessly, "My master already asked. For Demon King and Demon Emperor Suites, they must verify the identity of the occupants daily. Without him, it’s not possible. Let's wait for him to return from his duties."

His thoughts had already soared to the even loftier Demon Emperor Suites.

The Demon Emperor Suite might not actually be better for his companions. The higher level of divine consciousness pressure could be too much, leading to counterproductive effects. However, Tang San was different. His foundation in divine consciousness was deep, surpassing all other mighty beings in this world. Cultivating in such an environment would undoubtedly greatly accelerate the enhancement of his divine consciousness, which was precisely what he needed most now!

He had to find a way to enter the Demon Emperor Suite for cultivation, even if it meant sneaking in.

Of course, this was not an easy task, as he could tell from his mental scans of the hotel. Whenever any cultivation room was activated, the hotel staff would immediately realize it. This meant that even if a Demon Emperor Suite happened to be unoccupied, he would be discovered immediately when he sneaked in to cultivate.

As for sharing it with other Great Demon Kings, even the thought was laughable. Moreover, given how good the cultivation rooms at this White Tiger Hotel were, who knew how many Demon Kings and Great Demon Kings were present? If he was discovered, he would be doomed.

Thus, although Tang San rarely felt such an intense urge, he had no intention of acting rashly. Before doing anything, he had to put together a proper strategy.

It seems he might still need to keep up his mysterious act.

As Tang San's thoughts raced, pondering how to enter the Demon Emperor Suite for cultivation, Wu Bingji asked him, "Where should we start our tour of the palaces? From the nearest to the farthest? Tang San, what do you think?"

Zhang Haoxuan had left them a map, clearly marked with the locations of each palace belonging to the Demon Emperors and Nymph Emperors.

Tang San returned from his thoughts and said, "No, that won’t do. The sequence is important. Let’s start with the Demon Emperors and go from weakest to the strongest. After all, even though they’re all at the same tier, they’re not all equally strong. If we slowly ramp it up, it’ll be easier for us to get used to the pressure and get some enlightenment."

Wu Bingji's eyes lit up. "That makes sense. We have six days left, and we need to visit at least two or three palaces each day to finish before we go to the Great Beast Fighting Arena. Shall we set off now?"

"Alright, grab something to eat first, and then we'll set off. The first stop..." At this point, Tang San's mind suddenly stirred. He instinctively thought of a former adversary.

The Crystal Phoenix Demon Emperor, who ranked last among the nine Great Demon Emperors, didn't yet have a palace. Thus, first on the list would be the one above him, ranked eighth—the Sword Saint Demon Emperor. Tang San had once faced a Red-Crowned Crane Demon, whose swordsmanship had left a lasting impression on him.

"Cloud Soaring Sword Saint Demon Emperor?" Du Bai asked.

"Yes," Tang San confirmed.

They searched on the map and quickly found it. It wasn't too far from their hotel. Of course, that was only in relative terms; the Ancestral Court was vast, so walking was impractical, and flying was prohibited, so they had to find transportation

After eating, everyone returned to their rooms to gather their things, then met up in the lobby.

Wu Bingji was the first to arrive downstairs. He had already inquired at the front desk; the hotel could provide carriage services, even flying carriages. However, upon hearing the price of the flying carriage, Wu Bingji immediately shook his head and vetoed it. He felt that a regular carriage would suffice.

One naturae coin could rent a regular carriage for a day.

Wu Bingji truly felt that money seemed to have lost its usual significance ever since arriving at the Ancestral Court. Meals were charged by the day, costing one naturae coin per person for three meals.

Soon, a carriage of the White Tiger Hotel was waiting outside for them. The carriage wasn't huge, but it could accommodate five people.

Visiting the Demon Emperor palaces from the hotel was common. The carriage didn't need a driver, as the Horned Horses pulling it possessed a certain level of intelligence. They headed straight for the palace of the Sword Saint Demon Emperor.

The Sword Saint's palace was on the Ancestral Court's eastern side. According to the map, the higher the ranking of the Demon Emperors and Nymph Emperors, the closer their palaces were to the center of the Ancestral Court. The very center housed the Ancestral Court Council.

The Council was on a mountain peak at the very center of the Ancestral Court, towering into the clouds and perennially shrouded in mist. Of course, it was accessible only to the Demon Emperors and Nymph Emperors.

Lifting the curtain, they sat in the carriage, watching the scenery flash by on either side of the road. Du Bai comfortably placed his hands behind his head and said with a smile, "Being wealthy is great! Riding in a carriage is much more comfortable than walking. Absolutely delightful."

Wu Bingji glanced at him. "Would you still want to ride in a carriage if it weren't for saving time?"

Du Bai chuckled. "Senior brother, money comes with earning, not saving. We just need to earn more."

Wu Bingji said irritably, "You talk as if you know how to make money."

A white light flickered in Du Bai's eyes. "I'll cast some good luck on myself; who knows, I might even find some money later."