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The night was cool as water, and the stars twinkled above Wushuang City, creating an atmosphere of tranquility. Wushuang City resembled a resting beast, comfortably curling up its claws.
Visible to the naked eye, layers of gray mist surged from all directions, pure and dense to the point of disbelief, gently settling into Chuliang Mansion.
In a quiet courtyard at the southwest corner of the mansion, Wei Chen sat cross-legged. His pores were wide open, and as he breathed deeply, a large amount of Soul Power flowed into his body, coursing through his meridians. It continuously tempered his physical strength, gradually enhancing his bodily functions. After circulating for a while, it finally settled into his Essence, strengthening the flickering Brahma Flower Soul within.
As the Soul Power poured in, the bud at the tip of the Brahma Flower became increasingly bright, resembling a radiant star in the sky. The Demon Lotus Petal enveloping the Brahma Flower unfurled on its own while the Brahma Flower absorbed the Soul Power, showing no signs of competing for it.
"Yesterday, the Brahma Flower absorbed Song He's Poison Barrier but did not react to other Soul Techniques. Could it be that this Brahma Flower Soul's function is to absorb toxic Soul Power? If that's the case, I could remain safe in many environments. Once I reach the Fate Soul Realm and can summon my Martial Soul to fight, the assistance from Brahma Flower Soul will be even greater."
Wei Chen thought to himself, his mind drifting far away to Cloud Spirit Sect. He didn't have deep feelings for Cloud Spirit Sect, but he held strong emotions for Flower Soul Lineage and Elder Yunyun, who had taken care of him.
"Elder Yunyun is dead; Wind Thunder Pulse Elder Wei Yunlong is also dead. When Elder Yunyun rescued me from Song He, she promised benefits to Wei Yunlong, but those are all gone now."
"Zhao Yu should still be alive; I just don’t know where she has ended up." Thinking of Zhao Yu made Wei Chen's expression somewhat strange; it was not just guilt but also an inexplicable bond...
After all, she was his first woman!
The scene with Zhao Yu flashed through Wei Chen's mind, leaving him feeling parched; that sensation—once experienced for the first time—would always beckon for a second time. Wei Chen was no exception.
Just as he was lost in thought, Chu Feng entered the courtyard and said gently, "Wei Shidi, I see you are cultivating. I didn't expect your talent to be so strong that you could gather Soul Power from all around. I hope I haven't disturbed you."
"It's fine," Wei Chen replied with a smile and waved his hand. "We can just call each other by our names; titles like brother or junior brother are in the past. We should always look forward, right?"
"That's true," Chu Feng said. "Wei Chen, I want to invite you to a place. Since you're new to Wushuang City, you might not know that life here is completely different from Cloud Spirit Sect."
Wushuang City was filled with vibrant nightlife and indulgence, contrasting sharply with the serene cultivation environment of Cloud Spirit Sect.
Wei Chen raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Where to?"
"The Mist Rain Tower—the most entertaining place in Wushuang City. There, as long as you have money, you can get anything you want." With that, Chu Feng winked at Wei Chen with an understanding look that only men would recognize.
Wei Chen caught on and smiled slightly. "Then let's go; I've never been to such a place before. It would be good to experience it."
Chu Feng summoned a luxurious carriage, spacious and furnished with three comfortable recliners. In the center of the carriage, a beautiful maid was adding smokeless charcoal to the fire, filling the entire space with a warm and cozy atmosphere.
"The life of the wealthy is truly different. The Wei Family is considered a decent clan in the Sui Kingdom, yet they could never enjoy such luxuries."
Wei Chen lay back in his chair, sinking into the soft fur beneath him, and thought to himself, "I wonder how the Wei Family is doing. After all, they are the family that raised me. If anything were to happen, I wouldn't want to see it. Sister Wei Rou would certainly not want to see any trouble for the Wei Family either."
"The Wei Family is located in the southernmost part of the Sui Kingdom, overseeing Mu Manor. Mu Manor is in one of the most barren areas of the Sui Kingdom, and the Sea Tribe cannot reach such places for now. The Donghua Soul Palace will not allow the Sui Kingdom, which is about to fall within their sphere of influence, to be taken by the Sea Tribe. They will surely send many powerful warriors there; the Sea Tribe won't last long. Mu Manor should be safe."
For the Wei Family that raised him, Wei Chen could only offer such blessings, but more than that, he was too lazy to care.
"Wei Chen, your talent is truly astonishing! The Donghua elder chose you as the successor of Silent Extinction Finger; it's enviable!" Chu Feng wore a warm smile on his face, seemingly genuinely congratulating Wei Chen.
Wei Chen chuckled and replied, "It's just luck. That guy Donghua has a strange personality; who knows what he's thinking?"
"Regardless, with Silent Extinction Finger in your possession, you are already in an invincible position against opponents of equal rank."
"That also depends on the opponent; timing and circumstances are very important," Wei Chen humbly responded.
"Song Xiao is a Fourth Rank Spirit Realm expert and you defeated him effortlessly. At that time, I was still at the peak of Cloud Spirit Sect and didn't escape; I witnessed that scene. To be honest, I didn't have high hopes for you at first. I never expected you to kill Song Xiao, especially with Ji Mei fully supporting you. The fact that you were able to leave Cloud Spirit Sect alive is truly a miracle from any perspective." Chu Feng's sincerity was evident; he wasn't just flattering Wei Chen—his survival was indeed miraculous.
The carriage slowly made its way toward their destination as Wei Chen and Chu Feng chatted amicably. Suddenly, as they turned a corner, they found themselves on a brightly lit street nearly a mile long. Red-skinned men and green-skinned women laughed and mingled about, creating a stark contrast to the quiet streets they had just traversed—it felt like stepping into a new world.
"We'll be there in another three hundred meters. This street is quite famous in Wushuang City; even nobles from deep within Liao Kingdom come specifically to visit Wushuang City for this street."
Chu Feng lifted the curtain of the side window so that people outside could see his face. However, many only noticed the Chu Family's carriage and were unfamiliar with Chu Feng himself. After all, he trained at Cloud Spirit Sect and only returned for a month each year, unlike his brothers who were true regulars here.
Wei Chen couldn't help but smile; this Chu Feng still had a desire to show off!
Seemingly noticing the teasing expression on Wei Chen's face, Chu Feng awkwardly lowered the curtain and said, "I rarely come back; every time I do, I have no time to rest because my father drags me into military training..."
Wei Chen couldn't hold back his laughter; this Chu Feng was so eager to save face!
As they reached the middle of Fireworks Street, the carriage came to a stop. Chu Feng helped Wei Chen down, and as soon as their feet touched the ground, four beautiful women dressed in revealing outfits rushed over like a gust of wind, wrapping their arms around Wei Chen and Chu Feng.
Wei Chen felt the soft pressure surrounding him and was extremely nervous, but he forced a calm expression on his face, mimicking Chu Feng's demeanor as he swaggered into Mist Rain Tower.
Upon entering, they were greeted by a short young man wearing a bright red robe and a black cloak draped over his shoulders. His figure was graceful, and his complexion was fairer than that of the women surrounding him. He approached slowly, flanked by five or six charming companions.
"Brother Feng, you certainly stole the show at the East Gate today! That Chucheng fellow couldn't do anything about it—congratulations!"
The young man leaned weakly against the chest of a tall, voluptuous woman, raising his hand to greet Chu Feng with a languid wave. His eyes sparkled with mischief, and he wore a smile that was both charming and somewhat unsettling. His lips were strikingly red, even more so than those of the women beside him, making Wei Chen feel nauseous.
Chu Feng's brow furrowed slightly; he seemed annoyed by the young man but held back for some reason. He forced a smile and said, "It's all thanks to Brother Wei here. I certainly don't have the ability to make Chucheng fall off his horse."
"Oh? Brother Feng is being modest! This gentleman beside you must be Wei Chen?" The young man's eyes gleamed with enthusiasm as he looked at Wei Chen with an overly sweet demeanor.
Wei Chen felt cold sweat trickling down his back; goosebumps covered his neck as he quietly took half a step back, almost hiding behind Chu Feng.
He would never shy away from any formidable opponent, but when faced with such an eccentric young man, it was better to keep his distance.
"This effeminate fellow—why does Chu Feng seem somewhat intimidated? Normally, with the Chu Family's dominance in Wushuang City, he shouldn't be this way with anyone," Wei Chen thought to himself in confusion.
"Indeed! Brother Wei is our esteemed guest from the Chu Family. Musa, you must bring out your finest ladies to serve our honored guest well," Chu Feng said with a façade of insincere cheerfulness plastered on his face.
"Of course! Your Chu Family is wealthy beyond measure; how could I refuse more offerings for my Mist Rain Tower?" Musa raised his hand towards Chu Feng before turning serious as he looked at Wei Chen. "Brother Wei, let me clarify: my surname is Mu—木 (Wood), not Mu from your Wei Family's Mu Manor. The character is simple: it means 'wood'—the soul of the earth. The last character is 沙 (Sand), not 'kill' (杀)."
If it weren't for his wariness about Musa knowing so much about him, Wei Chen would have burst out laughing. Musa's explanation seemed solely aimed at avoiding any association with the word "kill."
That "kill"… in many places, it's considered a curse word.
Wei Chen was left speechless and unsure how to respond as Musa resumed his playful demeanor, stepping forward to wrap an arm around Wei Chen's shoulders in a casual manner.
The overpowering scent of perfume assaulted Wei Chen's senses; his face turned pale instantly as he felt an unbearable itch where Musa had embraced him—far worse than being cut by a blade.
"Brother Wei, what's wrong with you? Hehe, are you perhaps scared by my enthusiasm?" Musa blinked her heavily made-up eyes and, noticing Wei Chen's body stiffening, she reluctantly let go of him and sighed, "Brother Wei, don't be nervous. I'm a normal man; I don't have those kinds of preferences!"
"A paralyzed demon, who would believe you!"
Wei Chen cursed inwardly but smiled on the surface, saying, "Brother Mu, your presence is truly remarkable. I mean no disrespect."
"Alright, alright. Since you're here for some fun, we can't just stand around. Let me take you upstairs to the best spots, the best private rooms, and the best girls. I guarantee you'll be satisfied."
Musa led Wei Chen and Chu Feng through the lobby and up the carpeted stairs to the second floor. On either side of the staircase and hallway stood countless beautiful girls dressed in strange outfits, drawing many glances from Wei Chen.
Upon entering a luxurious private room, Chu Feng looked around to ensure no one was watching and suddenly grabbed Musa by her collar, coldly saying, "Musa, you have some nerve!"
Musa shrugged off Chu Feng's hand with a smirk on her face and replied impatiently, "So what if I had the welcoming girls wear palace maid outfits? What's the big deal? I should also tell you that tonight at Mist Rain Tower we have a royal consort from Liaodu here. If you want to play, it’ll cost you a million taels of gold; you can do whatever you want."
Wei Chen and Chu Feng were taken aback simultaneously. A royal consort from Liaodu? Isn't that the emperor's wife?
"Just think about it—Yelü Ji's woman must be even more enticing in bed," Musa said with a sly smile. In Liao Kingdom, who else would dare to do such a rebellious thing but her, Musa!
A deep sense of dread rose within Wei Chen. Just who is this Musa?
Chu Feng's face turned pale; he wished he could leave Mist Rain Tower immediately.
At that moment, cheers erupted from outside. Musa clapped her hands and laughed, "The show is starting! Gentlemen, are you interested in playing a round?"
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