Published: March 3, 2025
Light-footed, they successively entered the elegant room.
Soon, a variety of scents wafted through the air, the fragrance of various cosmetics filling the space.
“Greetings to the two seniors~!”
After all the female cultivators entered and stood still, they bowed in unison, speaking softly.
The room was filled with melodious voices, each female cultivator possessing her own charm.
Upon counting, there were as many as twenty-four, which showed the importance the Fei Xue Pavilion placed on this occasion.
In an instant, the atmosphere was filled with the sounds of laughter and gentle conversation.
With every frown and smile, the female cultivators exuded tremendous gentleness. One could only ask, how many could resist such a tender place?
“Ahem.”
With a light cough, Zhang Ziping’s expression became serious. He immediately set down his wine jug and bamboo chopsticks, and began to examine the room intently.
His scrutinizing gaze unabashedly swept over the charming figures of the female cultivators, occasionally nodding slightly in approval.
“This one is good.”
“That one is also quite nice.”
Zhang Ziping wore a calm expression, showing no signs of shyness or nervousness, as if appreciating beautiful things, he generously took in the sight.
From his behavior, it was clear he was an old hand in such situations.
Before long, he had chosen two female cultivators, one on each side, pulling them into his embrace.
One of them had a voluptuous figure, exuding the charm of a mature woman, while the other was slender, with an extremely pure appearance.
It was evident that his tastes were quite broad and not limited to a single kind, allowing him to experience a variety of pleasures.
“Daoist Gu Cheng, it's your turn. Please, don’t be polite.”
With warm, soft beauties in his arms, Zhang Ziping promptly took a spiritual fruit that was brought to his lips and said with a smile.
“Hmm.”
Liu Yu, without any pretense, also looked around casually and picked two female cultivators that seemed pleasing to the eye.
Although he had not visited brothels often, in his nearly two hundred years of experience, he had encountered similar scenes numerous times, so he naturally felt at ease.
After all, whether as the captain Qingfeng or as a sect elder, there had always been female cultivators indicating their interest in visiting him at night for “guidance on cultivation techniques.”
As a “new star of the sect,” his reputation had surged quickly after forming a core.
Though there hadn’t been many golden core female cultivators casting flirtatious glances at him yet, the enthusiasm from female cultivators at the foundation establishment stage had always been present.
However, Liu Yu remained focused on cultivation and exercised considerable restraint in this regard, not allowing those female cultivators to take advantage of him.
Even when symptoms from his cultivation technique arose, he had a few concubines to resolve them.
In a way, having too many female cultivators around could also be a hassle; Liu Yu had no thoughts of establishing a harem.
If it was merely for looks, they were just decorative vases, and in the cultivation world, such things were everywhere—he had little interest.
With soft beauties in his embrace and the sounds of laughter in his ears, he found that tasting any spiritual wine or food usually required just a glance, and the assisting female cultivators would bring it over, allowing him to enjoy services akin to that of an emperor.
As a result, the atmosphere in the room gradually became lively.
With others present, Zhang Ziping refrained from discussing secrets between sects and families, and instead shared some interesting stories from the Central Domain.
Observing his relaxed demeanor, it seemed he was truly enjoying himself.
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Once the selection of assisting female cultivators was complete, the remaining twenty departed the room in an orderly fashion.
Before long, several scantily clad dancers and a musician entered.