Just moments ago, Zhou Changshu had righteously rebuked Ye Feng for indulging in pleasure and consorting with courtesans.
Now, if he were to directly accept Ye Feng’s gift and take a courtesan home, no matter how prodigious his literary talent, he would surely be ostracized from the Great Qin Literary Path.
Scholars prized moral integrity above all else!
Yet, gazing at Yue Ya in the distance—the crescent moon he so longed for—Zhou Changshu couldn’t bear to abandon her.
In such a den of vice, no matter how virtuous Yue Ya remained, she couldn’t entirely avoid contact with lecherous predators.
Every minute he lingered meant another minute of danger.
If his hesitation led to Yue Ya being humiliated, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
Seeing Zhou Changshu’s indecision, Ye Feng seized the opportunity to fan the flames: “Old Zhou, if you don’t want her, I’ll just buy Yue Ya for my own home!” “My godfather’s still a lonely bachelor, hasn’t taken a wife yet!” “Don’t come crying to me when you regret it later!” Ye Feng’s words sent a jolt of panic through Zhou Changshu’s heart.
But before he could agree, his Golden Finger System issued a mission: Reject the proposal from Son of Destiny Ye Feng.
Mission Reward: Direct breakthrough to the mid-stage Martial Master Realm.
Failure Penalty: Annihilation!
If Zhou Changshu could simply abandon the mission reward for Yue Ya, he would gladly do so.
But facing the penalty of instant annihilation for failure, Zhou Changshu had no choice.
He gazed at Yue Ya with a pained expression, finally gritting his teeth and shaking his head.
“I don’t need it!” At that moment, Zhou Changshu’s heart felt like it was bleeding.
Yue Ya’s gaze instantly turned cold.
Though she hadn’t wanted to leave with Zhou Changshu, his abrupt rejection implied she wasn’t worth it.
In that instant, the meager goodwill Zhou Changshu had earned in Yue Ya’s heart vanished completely.
However, Yue Ya was pleasantly surprised by Ye Feng’s earlier offer: if Zhou Changshu refused, Ye Feng would redeem her himself and take her back to the Ye Clan!
While the Ye Clan couldn’t compare to the Moon Shadow Sect, Wulian Prefecture’s premier sect, they were still a prominent force in the region.
Moreover, Ye Feng was a direct descendant of the Ye Clan, with a decent reputation.
For a courtesan, this was a promising prospect indeed.
With a radiant smile, Yue Ya turned to Ye Feng and murmured softly.
“Young Master Ye, from now on, I am yours!” As for the hundred thousand taels of gold?
Since Ye Feng had made the offer, Yue Ya had no doubt he could deliver.
Just ten Low-grade Spirit Stones—mere pocket change for a direct descendant of the Ye Clan.
Across from him, Zhou Changshu watched the heart-wrenching scene unfold, his heart shattering into a million pieces.
Seeing the woman he loved about to be taken into another man’s arms, Zhou Changshu felt like dying.
“No!” Zhou Changshu roared to the heavens in despair, then stumbled out like an old man on his last legs.
“What a tragic waste!” Ye Feng shook his head and sighed.
He had no intention of stopping Zhou Changshu.
These villains all shared one common trait: extraordinary backgrounds.
In other words, they were backed by powerful figures.
Take Zhou Changshu, for example—the long-lost son of a Martial Emperor realm expert.
Currently, Zhou Changshu’s father was trapped in a Secret Realm and hadn’t yet emerged.
If Ye Feng were to kill Zhou Changshu, his powerful backer would undoubtedly seek relentless revenge.
Though Ye Feng, as the Son of Destiny with the Heavenly Dao supporting him, wouldn’t face mortal danger, the relentless harassment would be unbearable.
At that point, forget about slacking off—even getting a peaceful night’s sleep would become a distant dream.
Yet, when Ye Feng turned to see Yue Ya’s expectant gaze, his head began to ache again.
Just now, he had genuinely intended to facilitate their union.
If Zhou Changshu agreed, Yue Ya would become a pawn he planted beside his rival.
Through Yue Ya, Ye Feng could monitor Zhou Changshu’s every move.
Redeeming Yue Ya was merely a means to pressure Zhou Changshu.
He never anticipated Zhou Changshu’s outright refusal.
“Forget it.
Take her back.” “With Yue Ya in our grasp, she remains a crucial pawn against Zhou Changshu.” “Perhaps we can even use Yue Ya to control Zhou Changshu and turn him against other villains.” After careful consideration, Ye Feng decided to bring Yue Ya back to the Ye Clan.
“Brothel Madam!
Add Yue Ya’s redemption fee to my godfather’s account!” “Burn Yue Ya’s indenture contract immediately!” Having dealt with Zhou Changshu, Ye Feng had lost all interest in further revelry.
He issued these instructions to the Brothel Madam standing nearby.
Though reluctant to lose Yue Ya—her prized money-making asset—the madam dared not offend Ye Feng and reluctantly agreed.
Having made the arrangements, Ye Feng didn’t wait for the madam to retrieve the contract and strode out.
He had no fear that she would defy his orders and secretly retain the indenture contract.
In Wulian Prefecture, many forces dared offend the Ye Clan, but the Drunken Immortal Tower was not among them.
Hearing Ye Feng’s words, Yue Ya couldn’t help but freeze in surprise.
She had initially assumed that Ye Feng, having bought her, would inevitably threaten her with her indenture, forcing her to submit to him.
But to her astonishment, Ye Feng had directly ordered the Brothel Madam to burn her indenture.
This meant that she would be free from that day forward.
After a moment of contemplation, Yue Ya watched Ye Feng’s retreating figure about to disappear through the Drunken Immortal Tower’s entrance.
She hurriedly chased after him!
She had an overwhelming feeling that if she didn’t chase after him today, she would regret it for the rest of her life.
As they watched Ye Feng and Yue Ya leave one after another, the crowd sighed in amazement.
No one had imagined that Ye Feng, the legendary “trash young master” of the Ye Clan, would possess such formidable capabilities.
With a few simple words and effortless ease, he had completely outmaneuvered a scholar of the Literary Path.
From that moment on, another name was added to the list of people in Wulian Prefecture who must never be crossed.
“Young Master Ye, why didn’t you want my indenture?” Outside the Drunken Immortal Tower, Yue Ya, following behind Ye Feng, asked with genuine curiosity.
Ye Feng glanced at Yue Ya and smiled nonchalantly.
“The Great Qin Imperial Dynasty might not dare speak, but if you think you can escape my control in Wulian Prefecture, you’re likely mistaken.” Yue Ya froze, assuming Ye Feng’s arrogance stemmed from the Ye Clan’s influence.
A flicker of disdain flashed through her mind.
After all, the Ye Clan wasn’t among the top powers in Wulian Prefecture.
The two fell silent, walking towards the Ye Clan’s estate, one ahead of the other.
Just as they reached the entrance, a dignified middle-aged man with an extraordinary aura strode forward to greet them.
His eyes lit up upon seeing Ye Feng.
He hastily clasped his hands in a formal greeting and exclaimed, “Young Master Ye, truly a young hero emerges!” “Becoming a Direct Disciple of the Moon Shadow Sect at just nineteen, under Elder Liuli’s tutelage!” “Breaking through two cultivation realms in a single day, reaching the Martial Spirit Realm!
You are undeniably the foremost genius of Wulian Prefecture’s younger generation!” Noticing Ye Feng’s indifferent demeanor, the middle-aged man quickly retrieved a cloth pouch from an attendant and presented it to Ye Feng with both hands.
“Young Master Ye, these are fifty Mid-grade Spirit Stones, a token of my sincere respect.
I humbly request you accept this modest gift!” Witnessing this scene, Yue Ya’s eyes widened, her face a mask of shock as she stared at Ye Feng.