Gold Phoenix Pavilion, Qingyun City’s largest brothel.
The girls at the entrance were charmingly laughing and calling out to passersby.
“Young Master, come in and play~.”
“Senior, the night is long, how about letting Xiao Cui solve your worries?”
“Xiao Cui, look at that Young Master, he has a little Three-Flower Cat perched on his shoulder.”
In front of the Gold Phoenix Pavilion, Wu Yong approached, with a face like jade and eyes like bright stars, dressed in a black Sect robe, with the words “Budao” embroidered on the corner of his long robe.
He carried a standard Sect longsword on his back, and a Three-Flower Cat was perched on his shoulder, looking around.
The Gui Gong at the entrance greeted him with a beaming smile: “Welcome, Young Master. Are you here for Goldfish or Wooden Fish today? You can pick any of these girls.”
Wu Yong casually tossed over a gold ingot: “A friend recommended Miao Yin. Is she available? I prefer a simple elegance.”
The Gui Gong took the gold, bit it, and his smile grew even brighter: “Young Master has good taste, Miao Yin is the most elegant and will definitely meet your requirements.” He said, leading Wu Yong inside.
Wu Yong surveyed the opulent decor inside the Gold Phoenix Pavilion, and seemingly casually asked: “For the Gold Phoenix Pavilion to be so large in Qingyun City, its owner must be an extraordinary individual.”
The Gui Gong straightened his back upon hearing this, and proudly said: “Young Master has a Wisdom Eye. To be frank with you, our Gold Phoenix Pavilion is protected by Senior Nangong of the Hehuan Sect. You can enjoy yourself without worry; no one in Qingyun City would dare to cause trouble for the Gold Phoenix Pavilion.”
A thoughtful expression flickered in Wu Yong’s eyes as he stroked the Three-Flower Cat on his shoulder: “So that’s how it is.”
As the Gui Gong spoke, he led Wu Yong up to the second floor and ushered him into a private room.
Soon after, several maids entered one after another, and the food and wine were placed on the table in order. Once everything was set, the Gui Gong and the maids closed the door and withdrew.
After confirming the door was securely closed, Wu Yong took out a communication jade pendant from his waist. After injecting Qi into it, the jade pendant glowed faintly, and as the communication activated, a “gulp gulp” sound of drinking quickly came through.
“Master, I’ve arrived at the Gold Phoenix Pavilion,” Wu Yong whispered. “It’s just as you guessed, there’s an owner behind it, and it’s Senior Nangong of the Hehuan Sect.”
From the other end of the jade pendant came Yu Ruyi’s slurred voice: “Huh? That old hag Nangong actually dares to condone her subordinates absorbing Yang Qi, and they even absorb it from my Budao Sect Disciple. This, this old woman won’t allow… Deal with her!”
This was accompanied by the clinking sound of wine jars.
Wu Yong sighed: “Master, my Flying Sword’s Qi needs to be replenished. If I don’t replenish its Qi, I’ll have to walk back to the Budao Sect. And you owe me seven hundred thirty-two Low-Grade Spirit Stones…”
“Oh, the signal is bad in this remote mountain forest…” Yu Ruyi’s voice suddenly became intermittent: “I can’t hear anything at all.”
With a series of beeps, the communication abruptly ended.
Wu Yong stared at the dimming jade pendant. The Three-Flower Cat on his shoulder let out a “meow,” looking as if it had expected this.
“Young Master, may this servant enter?”
Just then, a knock sounded at the door, and a gentle female voice came from outside.
“Please come in.”
The door slowly opened, and Miao Yin, dressed in a light, sheer gauze dress, walked in.
Miao Yin saw Wu Yong staring intently at her and playfully chided: “Young Master, why are you looking at this servant like that?”
Wu Yong sized up Miao Yin: “I’m thinking about where to start later.”
Miao Yin looked at Wu Yong’s handsome face, licked her lips with the tip of her tongue, picked up a pot of wine from the table, and poured a cup for Wu Yong: “Young Master, don’t be impatient. Tonight, this servant is yours.”
“Really? You said that.” After Wu Yong finished speaking, he slapped a wooden stool, and it began to grow and spread, slowly condensing into a vine-like wooden club in Wu Yong’s hand.
Miao Yin looked at the wooden club, a little confused: “Young Master, what is the meaning of this?”
“This is a wooden club I condensed using the Wood Escape technique.” Wu Yong weighed the wooden club in his hand: “Not bad, the weight is just right.” He nodded.
Miao Yin looked at the spreading vines on the table and the wooden club condensed from them, shrinking back a bit, but looking at Wu Yong’s face, she gritted her teeth: “Young Master, it’s not impossible for you to use this, but…”
“But what?”
“It costs extra!”
“Don’t worry, you’re in for a treat!”
With that, Wu Yong grabbed the wooden club in his hand, and with a flash of his figure, he smashed it down towards Miao Yin’s head.
With a “thud,” Miao Yin covered her head and staggered back a few steps, clearly stunned by the blow.
“Ouch, quite resilient.” Wu Yong was also surprised to see a few sections of the vine-like wooden club break off.
After taking a hit to her head, Miao Yin’s fox ears broke through her skin, and a fox tail grew out from behind her, wagging unconsciously.
At this moment, Miao Yin looked at the bronze mirror and discovered she had revealed her true form. She bared her teeth at Wu Yong: “You brat, you’re here to cause trouble!”
Miao Yin took a step back and dropped to all fours, her hands transforming into fox claws, ready to pounce on Wu Yong at any moment.
“Little fox, do you like bondage play?” Wu Yong clapped his hands: “Wood Escape: Eastern Victory Divine Continent Bind!”
In an instant, the wooden furniture in the room began to wildly extend.
The bedposts of the carved wooden bed grew like mad vines, wrapping around Miao Yin. The legs of the tables and chairs transformed into tree roots, breaking through the ground. Countless branches also hung down from the roof beams, enveloping Miao Yin.
Miao Yin’s pupils contracted, and her fox claws continuously swung, their sharp edges cutting off the spreading vines. However, the broken vines quickly took root after falling to the ground, and lunged at her again.
“Boring tricks!” Miao Yin snorted coldly, opening her mouth to spit out several fox fires. The fox fires quickly ignited the broken vines, which burned on the ground and stopped wriggling.
Just as Miao Yin was about to mock him again, she suddenly realized that her feet had been entangled by tree roots that had emerged from underground at some point.
Miao Yin stretched out her fox claws, tearing at the tree roots, but more vines had already extended from behind, binding her arms.
Countless branches wrapped around Miao Yin layer by layer. Her Demonic Qi was continuously absorbed by the Wood Escape technique. Miao Yin’s movements gradually slowed, and she finally drooped her head powerlessly, her surrounding Demonic Qi dissipating, restoring her to the form of a white fox.
Seeing Miao Yin, who had returned to her fox form, Wu Yong clapped his hands: “Done and dusted. Three Flowers, bring the demon-collecting bag.”
The Three-Flower Cat jumped down from Wu Yong’s shoulder, opened its mouth, and spat out the demon-collecting bag. Wu Yong took the bag and activated his Qi. The demon-collecting bag slowly grew larger and swallowed Miao Yin. Immediately after, it returned to its normal size and was swallowed back into the Three Flowers’ mouth.
Having completed all this, Wu Yong pushed open the window, drew the longsword from his back, and soared into the sky, flying north with a “whoosh.”
The maid guarding the door heard the silence inside the room and quietly pushed the door open. She found the room filled with vines, and both Miao Yin and the guest were gone. She immediately shrieked: “Oh my goodness! This is bad! Miss Miao Yin has been abducted!”
Immediately, the Gold Phoenix Pavilion descended into chaos. The madam and Gui Gong, among others, rushed over upon hearing the news.
At this moment, Wu Yong, riding his Flying Sword, flew north all the way, quickly reaching the territory of the Budao Sect.
The Budao Sect, the largest Sect in the northern part of Central Continent, has a total of fourteen peaks: Tongtian Peak, Qingyun Peak, Dongting Peak, Xixia Peak, Ziyang Peak, Nine Heavens Peak, Yunhai Peak, Refining Peak, Tianjian Peak, Danxia Peak, Tianying Peak, Pipa Peak, Piao Miao Peak, and the main peak, Budao Peak. Wu Yong is a Disciple of Yunhai Peak, one of these.
After entering the Budao Sect, Wu Yong continued northward, crossing dozens of peaks before finally landing on the summit of Yunhai Peak.
Yunhai Peak stands towering into the clouds, named for the sea of clouds that constantly surrounds it. At its summit, there is a flat, spacious area.
To the west stand several pavilions for Disciples to rest and live in. To the south is a four-story Hidden Scripture Pavilion. To the north are rows of buildings used for Cultivation, such as Pill Refining Rooms, seclusion chambers, and herb halls.
The central area is a spacious Martial Arts Arena for Sect Disciples to Cultivate and spar. To the east is the main hall of Yunhai Peak, Yunhai Hall, which is built into the mountain.
Wu Yong landed outside Yunhai Hall and walked inside: “Master, the Gold Phoenix Pavilion indeed had a trick up its sleeve. It was a little fox that usually absorbed people’s Yang Qi.”
Inside Yunhai Hall, Yu Ruyi’s face was flushed like sunset, and her delicate body was languidly reclining on a lounge chair.
Her Azure Water Immortal Spirit Skirt was disheveled, her fragrant shoulders were half-exposed, and even her belly band was half-revealed. Empty wine jars were scattered all over the floor, and the rich aroma of wine permeated the entire hall.
“Master, you drank all night again?” Wu Yong looked at the main hall, which had just been tidied up but was now a mess again, and couldn’t help but complain.
The Three-Flower Cat on his shoulder leaped down, walked to Yu Ruyi’s face, and gently licked her cheek with its tongue.
“Master, the mission is complete. Where’s my reward?” Wu Yong leaned in and shouted into Yu Ruyi’s ear.
Yu Ruyi, who was reclining, turned over and scratched her back, and then let out a fart towards Wu Yong.
Wu Yong pinched his nose and fanned the air, then took out a jar of Daughter Red from his storage ring. He peeled off the red wax paper on top, and a rich, mellow aroma of wine instantly filled the air.
“Tsk tsk tsk, thirty-year-old Daughter Red. Too bad I’m the only one who can drink it.” Wu Yong shook the wine jar in his hand, and just as he was about to bring it to his mouth, the Daughter Red in his hand vanished without a trace.
