After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée Chapter 126

Peach Blossom Dew (1)

This hustler with the red mole on his forehead has worked as an usher for Xuan Yi Pavilion for a long time. With just one glance, he understood that this young female cultivator was probably here to seek pleasure.

He took another look at the material and pattern of her goose-yellow dress— Oh? She’s actually an inner disciple of the Yuqing Sect.

It was said pleasure-seeking could whittle down mountains of gold. Looking at the way this female cultivator carried herself, he could tell that she was a big spender. He followed her in hurriedly, “Lady, is this your first time here?”

Zheng Wan was surprised.

“Why do you say that?”

“For one as outstanding as yourself, I’m sure I’ll remember if you’ve been here before.” The hustler had a naturally smiley face, “I just don’t know if the lady likes the delicate and tender type or the masculine and rough sort? Do you prefer a humble beauty, or an elegant noble? Just give the word, and our Xuan Yi Pavilion will be sure to satisfy.”

Zheng Wan didn’t know that there was such a variety in places like these and her eyes widened as she took a good look around the Xuan Yi Pavilion.

It was a three-storey building, and was different from the usual red lacquer and green frame style of the mortal realm. The Xuan Yi Pavilion seemed like an immortal’s abode; it had white walls and gilded tiles, two staircases on either side that curved around to face each other, and in the middle, a white jade high platform rose from the ground. The square platform was supported by branches made of jasper, and one didn’t even need to think to know how marvellous it would be if people danced on it.

If she didn’t know that this was a pleasure hall, she was afraid that she would think she had walked into the paradise of immortals.

“…Actually, there’s a cultivator in our Xuan Yi Pavilion. He’s not as popular as our headliner, but, ahem,” the hustler lowered his voice, acting all mysterious, “as he bears some resemblance to Li Wei Zhenjun, he’s still quite in demand. He goes by ‘Hua Zhao Jushi.”

People who worked as gigolos were not all mortals—some low-ranked cultivators would come to pleasure halls to find some work when they were out of Yuan stones. These cultivators would not use their real names, and only went by their stage names, and they were collectively referred to as “Jushi”.

“Oh? He resembles Li Wei Zhenjun?”

Zheng Wan’s curiosity was instantly piqued. “Call him and let me take a look.”

“Well…”

The hustler rubbed his thumb and index finger together.

Zheng Wan didn’t understand at first, but when she did, she lifted her chin and assumed a commanding attitude, “Just do as I say! If you serve me well, you’ll naturally be given what you’re due.”

She had been raised with gold and jade in the mortal realm, so naturally, she had developed a haughty and noble air. Her demeanour stunned the hustler, making him think that he was really receiving someone important, and he trotted off hurriedly to fetch the person.

Zheng Wan only had two Yuan stones in her purse, but she was not worried at all. Completely at ease, she found a long table in front of the high platform and sat down. She had it all thought out; at the most, she would ask Master to foot the bill——

She could just pay him back in the future.

Those who are used to having money, even if their purses were empty for the moment, would never really learn to be miserly and careful with their spending. They would always think: there will be money in the future.

The same was true for Zheng Wan.

She had already put this matter behind her and was observing her surroundings. At a glance, there were already quite a few people seated around the high platform. She also found that many of them were from the Yuqing Sect, wearing the sect’s yellow dress. There was even a familiar face—Bai Ling.

Bai Ling seemed to have come with other people. She gave Zheng Wan a smile when she saw her, so Zheng Wan also gave her a reserved smile, and the two were considered to have greeted each other.

“Who is that?”

The female cultivator beside Bai Ling was from the Yuqing Sect. She was Bai Ling’s great-aunt, and while she wasn’t young in age, she looked like a young lady of about twenty-eight years old. “She’s a beautiful one.”

“Zheng Wan.”

“Oh? That innate Dao core?” the great-aunt raised an eyebrow, “She’s come to the Xuan Yi Pavilion right after breaking through to the Centring stage? To think my Master just said recently that the Yuqing Sect has a worthy successor now.”

Why were there so many who practised low-level charm arts in the Yuqing Sect?

Added up over the generations, there were quite a number who have obtained high-level arts from the Scripture Depository. However, many cultivators would fail disastrously before mastering their arts, and perfectly good high-level arts would simply become low-level arts. The reason for this was: they lost their chastity too early. The vital energy gained from each absorption could be worth a few months of hard work, and after doing this a few times, who would still be willing to work hard honestly?