Chapter 476: Tea Room (1)

Camilla stared at the steaming cups for several seconds before slowly turning her head toward Stan. Her expression became increasingly confused as she looked from him to the table, then back toward the room.

She had expected something entirely different after being transported through space by someone like Stan. Given the little she knew about his abilities and the strange things he’s capable of, she had imagined an ancient palace hidden in some isolated dimension, a terrifying cultivation chamber, after all for him to teleport her means he wants to reveal things to her...

Unlike what she thought, she had actually been brought into what looked like a private tea room.

"What?" she finally asked, unable to hide her confusion.

Stan walked toward the wooden table as though nothing about the situation was unusual. He pulled out one of the chairs and casually gestured toward the room. "Welcome."

Camilla’s eyebrows twitched.

"Welcome where?"

"To my Tea room."

Camilla stared at him for a moment before looking around again. "Your what?"

"My tea room."

"I heard that part, I’m just surprised by this..."

Stan chuckled softly, while Camilla continued examining the surroundings with growing disbelief. There was nothing particularly intimidating about the place. No weird secret, no mountains of treasures were piled against the walls, and there were no ominous formations carved into the floor.

There was not even a single artifact displayed for her to examine. It was simply a quiet, circular room containing a wooden table, two chairs, and a freshly prepared beverage. Why would Stan teleport her to such a place

Anyways Stan couldn’t help but frown upon seeing that the cups of tea Void Sovereign had left was still hot, even the cup he had drank had been filled back as if nothing had happened, it was strange, it made him wonder, if the Void Sovereign was not only capable of messing with space but capable of messing with time as well, if that was the case then it was terrifying...

Considering that Stan had just introduced it as the tea room without saying anything else, Camilla found the simplicity almost disappointing. Though she knew that Master Cultivators who hide their true cultivation and all those are more likely to love to keep things simple...

She wasn’t against that as she herself loves simple things but why would he bring her hear to show his tea room...

Then she sensed something.

Her expression changed immediately.

Camilla’s eyes narrowed as she became aware of something that had escaped her notice at first. She slowly closed her eyes and focused her senses, allowing her perception to spread through the room. At first, she could only feel the strange stillness surrounding them. Then, beneath that stillness, she detected an energy so immense and concentrated that her entire expression changed.

Qi.

Her eyes snapped open.

"This place..." She inhaled cautiously, and the moment she did, an enormous amount of Qi rushed into her body.

Camilla’s pupils contracted.

She immediately stopped breathing and instinctively circulated her bloodline energy through her body, preventing the sudden influx from disturbing the delicate balance of her internal energy. Even with her powerful physique as a Royal Blood vampire, she could immediately tell that carelessly absorbing the energy around them would be dangerous.

The Qi here was not merely dense.

It was overwhelmingly dense.

It did not feel as though the room had been filled with Qi from an external source. Instead, the energy seemed to have become an intrinsic part of the entire space. It flowed through the walls, permeated the floor and ceiling, and existed within every empty space between the objects around them. Even the air itself seemed saturated with spiritual energy, making the environment feel almost tangible to her senses.

Camilla slowly turned her head toward Stan.

"This place is overflowing with Qi."

Stan nodded calmly. "Yes."

For several seconds, Camilla simply stared at him. She had expected some enormous explanation about the origin of the Qi or perhaps an explanation of the room’s formation, but Stan seemed completely unconcerned about the matter. To him, the tremendous concentration of spiritual energy surrounding them was apparently nothing more than a convenient resource.

Camilla took a cautious step forward and immediately felt the pressure of the Qi against her senses. Her Royal Blood lineage gave her a powerful physique capable of absorbing vast quantities of energy, but even she understood that this environment demanded caution. If an ordinary cultivator were to sit down here and begin absorbing Qi without proper preparation, the sheer quantity of energy entering their body could easily overwhelm their meridians and cause severe internal damage. Depending on their cultivation level, they might even lose control of their energy entirely.

She looked toward Stan again. "You cultivate here?"

"You ask way too much questions..."

Camilla’s expression became incredulous. ’aa expected of a master Cultivator he can cultivate in a place with this much Chaotic Qi?’

Stan pulled out one of the chairs and sat down as though her reaction was perfectly normal.

While he hasn’t tried it yet he can actually easily cultivate here, the QI her feels chaotic and hard to control for Camilla because it’s Condensed Spatial QI which she has no affinity for, while she can still absorb and utilise it as normal Qi energy, it’ll be agonisingly slower than her normal speed...

If this was normal neutral Qi, or a Qi with an element she has affinity to, this place would’ve felt like a paradise...

Camilla stared at him, then slowly looked around the room once more. Her mind began putting together the pieces she had previously overlooked.

The room was not designed for ordinary relaxation. The absence of unnecessary decorations made sense if the purpose was cultivation, while the extraordinary concentration of Qi explained why Stan had bothered creating or maintaining such a space. It was clearly a private cultivation environment disguised as something far more mundane.

"So this is where you cultivate," Camilla said, her voice becoming more serious.

"One of the places."

Camilla’s eyes narrowed. "How many places do you have?"

Stan looked at her with an amused expression.

Camilla immediately frowned.

Stan laughed, the sound echoing softly through the quiet room.