Shen Yunjin sheathed his sword, walked over slowly, and called out respectfully: “Master.”
Xie Weiyuan nodded slightly and scanned him: “Why are you wearing these clothes again?”
Shen Yunjin bit his lip: “Disciple… only has this set.”
“Did the Jiuyou Sect not issue you disciple robes?”
Shen Yunjin’s expression darkened: “The administrator said there were no more left.”
Xie Weiyuan turned his head away: “The sect cannot possibly be unable to afford a single set of clothes. Go get another set tomorrow and say it is by my order, so as not to look… all dirty and disheveled.”
He was puzzled: “These clothes were black to begin with; how can you tell they are dirty?”
Xie Weiyuan smiled wryly: “Will you not even listen to your Master’s order?”
Shen Yunjin hurriedly lowered his eyes and said softly, “Yes.”
Xie Weiyuan said nothing more and turned to leave. Shen Yunjin watched his retreating back, narrowing his eyes, lost in thought.
Heavenly Compassion urged him from behind: “Are you still going to learn or not?”
Shen Yunjin paused slightly, his expression darkening: “Is that place you mentioned… truly capable of teaching how to perform luding dual cultivation?”
“Rest assured, we are master and servant now; would I deceive you?”
Shen Yunjin was silent for a long time, then turned and left the Jiuyou Sect. The closest city was Feng’an. After some time, Shen Yunjin returned here, filled with complex emotions. The bustling crowds passing by looked quite different from four years ago.
Guided by the Heavenly Compassion Sword, he stopped in front of a pavilion.
Flowers fall as spring passes; between heaven and earth.
He looked up and saw a rather grand plaque.
The place was called “Heaven and Earth.”
Heavenly Compassion jumped excitedly behind him: “This is the most famous brothel in the Northern Province. Go in, go in quickly; I guarantee you won’t regret this trip.”
When Shen Yunjin was wandering as a child, he had seen similar establishments, but he had never entered one. He only knew they were filled with music and dancing. Could it be that besides listening to music and watching dances, one could also study cultivation techniques inside? It was no wonder so many people came and went; perhaps there were secret cultivation manuals hidden within.
He paused for a moment. Upon entering, he was immediately struck by the grand extravagance of the place. Heavenly Compassion babbled on behind him, explaining why “Heaven and Earth” was world-renowned, first and foremost, it was simply opulent. Even princes and ministers sighed at its splendor, noting it was more ornate than the capital.
The pavilion was ten stories high, circular like a tower, with a massive floating stage in the center. Countless songstresses danced with long, soft ribbons, and among the ribbons swayed dancers in revealing attire, all peerless beauties with intoxicating fragrances. If a patron reached out, the slender dancers would land gracefully in their palms to perform.
The brothel was filled with pleasure-seekers, every one of them mesmerized by the beautiful scenery and talented women.
Shen Yunjin had no interest in the dancers; his eyes were calm. Heavenly Compassion, however, seemed high-spirited, its sword body rattling with surprise: “Shen Yunjin… look!”
Shen Yunjin followed the direction Heavenly Compassion indicated, seeing a woman in revealing clothes using her full breasts to hold a wine cup, offering it to a patron…
His face turned scarlet in an instant, and he retreated several steps, nearly fleeing in panic.
Unexpectedly, he accidentally stepped on a piece of gauze-like fabric and nearly fell to the ground.
An arm reached out to steady his elbow. Shen Yunjin turned around, instantly alert, only to find a handsome man standing behind him.
The man smiled charmingly, his face covered in heavy powder with a striking red mark at the corner of his eye, adding to his allure. His fingertips lingered on Shen Yunjin’s arm, and he chuckled: “Young Master, are you lost?”
Shen Yunjin pulled his hand back uncomfortably: “Thank you, I have come to the wrong place.”
With that, he turned to leave. The male courtesan rarely saw a man as handsome as Shen Yunjin, and seeing his flustered reaction, he knew instantly that he was a novice who had never experienced the world.
He felt an itch in his heart and refused to let him go, stepping forward to block his path.
“Is the Young Master looking for someone?”
Shen Yunjin had not forgotten his purpose. He tilted his head slightly, and after a moment’s hesitation, said awkwardly: “Do you have any secret manuals regarding luding dual cultivation here?”
He pursed his lips, his gaze toward the courtesan tinged with naivety and youth.
The other party was stunned for a moment, then asked: “Luding dual cultivation?”
Shen Yunjin nodded earnestly.
The courtesan seemed to think of something amusing, his eyes dancing as he covered his mouth and giggled: “This… we do have. Follow me.”
He turned and walked toward the white jade stairs. Shen Yunjin followed behind him at a leisurely pace.
“You can call me Mu Ge. Might I ask which sect you are a disciple of?”
“Jiuyou Sect.”
The other’s eyes became meaningful: “That explains it. It is rumored that Linghua-jun often recruits disciples with high-grade spiritual roots for dual cultivation to improve his cultivation. Your relationship must be quite special.”
Shen Yunjin paused: “…It is indeed somewhat special.”
Mu Ge looked at him teasingly: “You are not the first person to ask about this. There are thousands of relevant manuals on the top floor for you to browse. If you have any further questions, you may come and ask Mu Ge.” His expression was full of charm, his lips curling into a smile: “I would be more than happy to practice with you, Young Master.”
Shen Yunjin furrowed his brows: “What kind of practice?”
Mu Ge remained silent, walking ahead with a malicious glint. In the blink of an eye, they reached the tenth floor, the noise from below fading away. He pushed open a vermilion sandalwood door with a “creak”
Instantly, thousands of books and scrolls surged into view.
It was much like the library of the Jiuyou Sect. Shen Yunjin had no idea what he was about to see.
He stopped his steps, puzzled: “Are these all secret manuals on how to dual cultivate?”
Mu Ge nodded mysteriously and pulled out a book at random.
Shen Yunjin happened to glance over, and the cover blatantly displayed an image of two men in a compromising position.
Shen Yunjin was stunned, as if seeing some earth-shattering news, and hurriedly turned his head away: “Did you pick the wrong one? How can it be…”
Mu Ge laughed softly: “Do not be shy, Young Master. This is a genuine dual cultivation manual; how could it be fake?”
Saying this, he casually flipped a page. Shen Yunjin couldn’t dodge in time and quickly saw the characters Avalokitesvara Sitting on the Lotus.
Below was an exquisite illustration of a somewhat bizarre posture.
Shen Yunjin: “…”
He stood frozen in place.
So… this is how dual cultivation is performed?
Mu Ge, seeing him look pale and strangely docile, decided to tease him further, flipping another page.
“This move is called Dragon Exploring the Sea; generally speaking, this posture makes it easier for the person below to achieve pleasure.”
“This move is called Intertwining Jade; this one is Mandarin Ducks Flying Together; this one is White Tiger Rising Behind, I personally prefer this posture. If you need, Young Master…”
“Wait!” Shen Yunjin’s face grew hotter; his Adam’s apple bobbed as he stood there, completely at a loss.
Suddenly, a strange fragrance filled his nose…
In the Cloud-Hidden Hall, pear blossoms drifted like fine white snow, intoxicating and shrouded in mist.
Xie Weiyuan was enjoying a rare day of leisure, leaning against a stone table, hand hanging loose, casually browsing through a mortal storybook.
Having neared the Spirit Transformation stage, he no longer required food and rarely ate. Feeling a sudden craving, he was just about to order Shen Yunjin to fetch snacks from the kitchen and feed him, when the System suddenly gave a frantic warning in his consciousness:
“Host! Detected that the villain’s heart rate is accelerating; he is about to face the danger of losing his chastity!”
“Losing his chastity? Wasn’t he practicing sword skills earlier?”
The System did not answer, instead saying: “Detected target location, Heaven and Earth. Host, please head there immediately.”
Xie Weiyuan furrowed his brows: “Why would he go to a brothel all of a sudden? Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”
“System loading…”
That’s it. Every time he questioned this AI, it would intentionally act as if it were loading to evade him.
Xie Weiyuan was already accustomed to the System’s antics. He sighed, rose helplessly, and rushed toward Heaven and Earth.
What does “about to lose his chastity” mean?
Despite his ill-famed reputation, Xie Weiyuan did not want to add “indulging in pleasure” to his list of titles. With the intention of saving his remaining reputation, he looked at the gaudily dressed girls at the entrance and shuddered, finally changing his attire.
The Cloud-Hidden Flute in his hand transformed into a gray-white horsetail whisk, and he now looked like an elderly man with the demeanor of an immortal.
With this, surely no girl will come to provoke me.
He walked confidently into Heaven and Earth and headed straight to the tenth floor.
With his acute senses, he soon heard faint gasps coming from inside a room.
Xie Weiyuan’s expression turned stern, recalling what Shen Yunjin had done to him in the illusion.
Given that bad experience, Shen Yunjin had already been branded in his mind as someone with wavering resolve.
He couldn’t have already…
He pushed open the door, only to see a man dressed like a male courtesan prostrate on the ground.
And Shen Yunjin was behind him…
Pinning the courtesan down in a bizarre position.
“Ouch, ouch, ouch! How can you be so insensitive to tender feelings? I helped you, and this is how you treat me?”
“I warned you, yet you dared to touch me.”
“Are you sick? Doesn’t everyone who comes to a brothel want to do that kind of thing? What did I do wrong?”
…
What kind of absurd position is this? What kind of bizarre dialogue is this?
Xie Weiyuan coughed twice, interrupting the two who were entangled.
Shen Yunjin’s killing intent had not yet faded. He furrowed his brows and said viciously: “Who are you?”