“What? A Patriarch!”
“What is an Immortal Realm Cultivator doing in a brothel?”
The visitors to the brothel whispered amongst themselves because Immortal Realm Cultivators no longer cared for worldly matters. They also maintained their good reputation by not approaching places considered dens of iniquity, such as brothels and gambling houses.
“In that case, we will summon Master Patriarch Mu Ji. What can we do for you, Patriarch Mu Ji?” asked the courtesan who was embracing Xuan Ji. Her voice sounded nervous, and she immediately stopped clinging to Xuan Ji for fear that her actions would make Xuan Ji uncomfortable, and she would end up in the underworld.
Xuan Ji grinned broadly and said, “There's no need to be afraid. Just treat me the same as you would those trashy martial artists, he-he-he...”
The martial artists frowned upon hearing Xuan Ji’s mockery. They could only curse the handsome old man in their hearts.
“Oh, yes, you will all accompany me tonight.” Xuan Ji spread his hands, and the seven courtesans immediately clung to him while laughing.
“As a matter of coincidence, Patriarch Mu Ji, this sister of ours just joined us recently. She was supposed to be auctioned off, and the highest bidder would obtain her sealed purity. However, just now, the madam sent a telepathic message saying that Sister Nan Chi’s purity will belong to Patriarch Mu Ji,” whispered the courtesan clinging to Xuan Ji’s right arm.
Xuan Ji glanced at the young girl lowering her face in front of him. The girl had looked nervous since earlier and hadn't spoken a word. She merely followed her seniors and forced herself to smile.
“Alright, first, let's listen to some Guqin music and bring me the best wine this Night Flower Brothel has to offer,” replied Xuan Ji.
“Ah, what a coincidence! Right now, on the third floor, Miss Qing Yi is singing the song ‘If Only I Could Be the Moon.’ We should hurry there before all the seats are taken because Sister Nan Chi’s auction will be held there after Miss Qing Yi finishes singing all her songs,” said the red-haired courtesan.
The martial artists downstairs began to whisper amongst themselves, saying how lucky Xuan Ji was to have Nan Chi without going through an auction.
There was a meter-high stage on the third floor. Qing Yi was plucking the Guqin strings while singing the song “If Only I Could Be the Moon.”
The audience was oblivious to Xuan Ji’s arrival because their minds were carried away by the flow of the song sung by Miss Qing Yi.
“Sister Nan Chi, sit to Patriarch Mu Ji’s right. I’ll sit on his left,” whispered the black-haired courtesan wearing a white hanfu, making her look like a goddess.
The red-haired courtesan poured the Thousand Flowers Wine into the glasses while two other courtesans sat on the floor, massaging Xuan Ji’s feet. The other two courtesans stood behind his chair, massaging his shoulders.
“Ah, I feel like a tyrannical king in a fairy tale,” thought Xuan Ji, grinning broadly.
However, suddenly, killing intent was directed at him, causing him to turn toward its source.
“Why does that young man hold animosity toward me? Is he a follower of the Demonic Cult?” muttered Xuan, staring at the young man, around 28 years old, sitting alone in a chair near the wall.
The young man’s cultivation base was only at the Heavenly Emperor Realm, yet his actions were incredibly bold to openly display hostility towards an Immortal Realm cultivator.
Xuan Ji chose to ignore the weakling. The prey he desired was the madam who owned the brothel or a Demonic Cult follower with a high cultivation base. If he attacked this young man, he feared that the Demonic Cult followers with Immortal Realm cultivation bases would immediately go into hiding.
“Patriarch Mu Ji, where do you hail from?” The red-haired courtesan asked after pouring wine into his glass.
“From the North,” replied Xuan Ji.
“Oh, that's quite a distance. Is Patriarch Mu Ji just passing through this city?” the courtesan asked again.
Xuan Ji nodded slowly. He knew that the courtesan was trying to extract information from him to resell later.
“Did Patriarch Mu Ji fight against the Demonic Cult in the North?” she probed further, knowing that the northern region of the Tianwu Continent had fallen into the hands of the Demonic Cult.
“Yes, I've killed thousands of Demonic Cult followers. The most recent ones were two female martial artists of the Immortal Realm. Have you heard the news? It happened near this city,” replied Xuan Ji.
The red-haired courtesan didn't immediately respond to Xuan Ji’s words. It seemed she was communicating with someone telepathically to verify the truth of his claim.
“Wow, so it was Patriarch Mu Ji who killed the Heavenly Jade Sect’s Elder!” The red-haired courtesan feigned surprise. “Even the elders from various sects failed to capture her. Patriarch Mu Ji is truly remarkable!”
Xuan Ji grinned broadly. He was sure that the information about him would spread and make everyone curious. This was the first step in luring the Demonic Cult followers out of their nests to seek revenge on him.
Miss Qing Yi finished singing and stood up. “My apologies to all the customers, but we would like to announce that Miss Nan Chi’s auction has been canceled. As an apology, I will sing another song—”
“Hey, why was it canceled? I've wasted a lot of time just to enjoy that girl with a Yin body!” shouted a large man, smashing the table in front of him, scaring the two courtesans accompanying him.
“Yes, didn't you promise a fair auction? You even rejected an offer of one million gold coins from our Lu Clan,” said a handsome young man at the Heavenly Emperor Realm. “That Yin body is very important to us, cultivators with Yang bodies. If Yin and Yang are combined, my cultivation base will rise to the Immortal Realm, making me one of the fastest to reach that realm.”
“Hmm? So it's Nan Chi’s Yin body that attracts so many Heavenly Emperor martial artists here,” muttered Xuan Ji.
He had already noticed Nan Chi’s Yin body when he first saw her. However, the girl hadn't cultivated since she was young, so he didn't take her as his disciple because it would take years to train her physique to use Ice Spiritual Energy freely without fear of running out.
Nan Chi’s case was similar to Xue Yao’s, who possessed the Legendary Heavenly Dragon Physique, making her physique as strong as a dragon, while her Yang body allowed her to control Fire Spiritual Energy freely. She could even merge with fire so that physical strength couldn't harm her.
“Were you sold to this brothel?” Xuan Ji sent a telepathic message to Nan Chi.
“No,” she replied with a sad expression. “My brother and I were orphaned in this city when we were little. Then, the madam took care of us and trained my brother until he became a disciple of the Kunlun Sect. Now, the madam told me to sell my body as payment for raising us,” she added.
“Does your brother agree with that? Can't he ask the Kunlun Sect for help to redeem you from here?” Xuan Ji inquired curiously.
Nan Chi sighed deeply and said, “I kept it a secret from him because I didn’t want him to be bothered by the madam's subordinates.”
Xuan Ji felt that the madam who owned this brothel had been aware of Nan Chi’s Yin body from the beginning, which was why she was willing to care for them since they were little. Now was the time for a big harvest. Martial artists with Yang bodies would be willing to spend millions of gold coins just to ascend to the Immortal Realm easily.
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