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Cheng Yufeng's expression was slightly cold.
"Hmph, ungrateful. I was originally planning to spare you a life out of blood ties, but since you don't want it, don't blame me for being heartless.
Someone, clean them up."
"Wait," Cheng Hai's authoritative voice interrupted the actions of those around him. He looked deeply at Cheng Yurong and the others, his expression inscrutable.
He had initially wanted to find an excuse to deal with them, but now he had a different thought. The family urgently needed funds; rather than killing them outright, it would be better to sell them and extract more value.
"Baohua Sanren is looking for disciples everywhere; why not let you serve the Cheng family? This could be your opportunity."
Upon hearing the name Baohua Sanren, Cheng Yurong's eyes widened in terror.
This Baohua Sanren was once an elder of the Beastmaster Sect but was expelled for practicing evil arts, becoming a notorious rogue cultivator in the realm of cultivation. Over the years, he had committed numerous atrocities, turning low-level beasts and cultivators into blood food. Those with slightly better aptitude were kept alive to be refined into puppets.
A rogue cultivator with such cruel methods has dealings with Cheng Hai!
"You must be insane; the Cheng family will eventually be destroyed by your hands!"
"Hmph, what do you know, little girl?"
He frowned at several nearby servants. "You lot, hurry up and get in there to clean up the young lady and those beasts."
The servants immediately entered the cage, stuffing a rag into Cheng Yurong's mouth and placing restraining cuffs on her and the tigers to limit their spiritual power before dragging them out of the cell.
The entire dungeon was damp and cold, filled only with the muffled sounds of the girl struggling and the occasional soft growls of the young tigers.
In Juchun Tower, several young girls draped in light silk danced gracefully on stage. They stomped lightly in time with the drumbeats; with each stomp, the bells on their garments jingled sweetly.
As the rhythm changed, the girls gathered together, twirling their silks as petals rained down from above. A stunning woman clad in white silk appeared from behind them, playing a jade flute.
Her melodious notes flowed like pearls falling onto a jade plate, captivating the audience below who gazed at her with fervent eyes and expressions of madness. They threw countless treasures onto the stage and rushed forward, eager to touch even a corner of her skirt.
"Fairy Jinghong, look at me!"
"Fairy Jinghong, over here!"
Qi Xiao broke free from the enchanting flute music and exchanged a glance with Lu Mingyuan; both recognized the wariness reflected in each other's eyes.
It was a charm technique.
Qi Xiao couldn't help but frown. In a mundane tavern, using charm techniques to attract customers—didn't the owners here care at all?
At that moment, a man in white robes at the next table chuckled softly upon hearing this.
What you may not know is that the owner behind this Ju Chun Lou is one of the four great families of Bai Sha City. With such a money-making tree to rake in wealth, they only wish for more; why would they bother to manage it?
Qi Xiao recognized him as a fellow cultivator and cupped his hands in greeting. The man returned the gesture, smiling with a mix of restraint and pride.
I am Bai Zonghua, an inner disciple of the Xian Yao Sect. May I ask where you are from?
Qi Xiao touched his pockmarked face and smiled innocently.
So you’re a disciple of the Xian Yao Sect. I beg your pardon. My brother here is just a cultivator from a small place; you probably haven’t even heard of it, so I won’t mention it.
Bai Zonghua scanned them from head to toe. Noticing their plain attire and awkward demeanor, it seemed he believed them to be somewhat unfamiliar with the city.
Indeed, they were cultivators from a small place—unremarkable!
He concealed his disdain behind a gentle smile.
Not at all! You are quite young yet possess such cultivation; you will surely achieve great things in the future. Why belittle yourself?
Qi Xiao's eyes flickered as he chuckled lightly.
You’re joking! We hardly qualify as young. It’s just that we’ve had the fortune to take some longevity elixirs, which makes us appear younger.
But you, on the other hand, have attained Golden Core cultivation at such a young age. You put us to shame!
Upon hearing this, Bai Zonghua felt pleased and smiled even more warmly.
Today, I feel like we are old friends at first sight. This meal is on me!
What does that mean?
Being old friends means spending lavishly for two people is nothing!
Bai Zonghua moved over and called for many delicacies and fine wines.
Taking advantage of Bai Zonghua’s distraction, Lu Mingyuan leaned in to whisper.
This person is clearly trying to get close to us. You shouldn’t accept him so readily; why are you toasting and drinking with him? What do you intend to do?
Qi Xiao's gaze flickered slightly as he chuckled softly.
Senior Brother, why are you so anxious? Let’s see what he wants first.
Lu Mingyuan sighed in frustration.
I knew you had no good intentions! I wonder what kind of trouble he’ll bring upon himself later.
Bai Zonghua returned with a breath of fresh air, looking invigorated and full of spirit. He toyed with a white jade cup for a moment before finally revealing his intentions.
"This Gathering Spring Pavilion, aside from the enchanting flute music of the Fairy Jinghong, has another delightful affair. Do you know about it, my friend?"
Qi Xiao was quite intrigued and urged him to elaborate.
Bai Zonghua waved his folding fan nonchalantly. "The Fairy Jinghong is a master of herbal medicine and often hosts gatherings in the pavilion to share her knowledge. If one can solve the challenges she sets, they may receive a rare herb from her hands, perfect for alchemy or medicine-making. The benefits are endless! Even if one doesn’t wish to concoct potions, selling such herbs could yield a fortune!"
Qi Xiao's eyes widened in surprise. "Is the Fairy Jinghong truly so generous?"
"Indeed! Don't you want to join me in this excitement?" Bai Zonghua asked, noticing Qi Xiao's hesitation.
"But my brother only knows how to fight; he has no understanding of herbal medicine. What can we contribute to this gathering?" Qi Xiao replied, looking uncertain.
The young man smiled subtly. "What’s so difficult about it? Just accompany me! I have an agreement with the Fairy Jinghong; you will also get to see her beauty firsthand. Even if you don't understand herbal medicine, it would still be a wonderful experience!"
"Don't you want to see what lies beneath that veil?" He raised his cup in invitation.
Qi Xiao appeared dazed by his persuasion, lifting his cup and downing its contents in one go, repeatedly expressing his gratitude. "Then thank you for bringing my brother along!"
"Of course!" Bai Zonghua said with a sly smile.
He raised his sleeve to cover his mouth and slightly tilted his cup, letting the liquid flow down his arm into a small flask hidden in his sleeve. Seeing Qi Xiao foolishly drink up, a glimmer of triumph flickered in his eyes.
A quarter of an hour later, he looked at the dazed and sluggish figure before him and softly called out, "My friend? My friend?"
There was no response.
Bai Zonghua's demeanor shifted from gentle to disdainful. "Ha! Two fools indeed; they deserve to be my stepping stones!"
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