novelaction Chapter 194: How did Lord Jianzun sell himself in a brothel?
Chapter 194: How did Lord Jianzun sell himself in a brothel?
Qin Muyue finished washing up, simply tied her long hair behind her head, walked out of the room and headed towards the guest house.
The high-level monks trapped by nightmares were gathered in the guest house waiting for Qin Muyue to treat them. She walked into the courtyard and opened the door of another guest house.
Yu Fengxue and Lu Yaoguang stood guard at the gate of the courtyard, holding swords, like two guards.
"Junior Sister Qin, you've come so early. Thank you for your hard work." Lu Yaoguang's gentle smile brightened the morning air. He took out the steaming breakfast box and was stunned when he saw Yu Fengxue agreeing.
Yu Fengxue's expression became even colder. He took out the lunch box and stuffed it into the girl's hand: "Junior sister, why did you forget to have breakfast again?"
Lu Yaoguang held the food box, looking a little lonely.
"They smell so good. I want them all. Thank you both." The girl took Lu Yaoguang's food box again, held the two food boxes and went to the guest house humming a little tune.
Yu Fengxue looked at someone who was very happy. He frowned and turned his head to continue paying attention to his surroundings, while his fingers under his sleeves clenched the bracelet in displeasure.
Qin Muyue walked into the guest house and placed two food boxes on the table beside the bed. Although Ningxi Jianzun's face was stern, he seemed particularly calm at this moment.
She opened the food box and an enticing aroma wafted into her nose. It was the breakfast that Yu Fengxue and Lu Yaoguang had carefully prepared.
The girl ate and drank heartlessly, and the aroma of food surrounded the sword master from every corner.
The man frowned in his dream, feeling confused and painful.
Ningxi Sword Master, dressed in plain white clothes, lay quietly on the bed, with his white hair scattered on the pillow. His mature and sharp facial lines, especially his cold jawline, made it seem as if the Sword Master would wake up in the next second and take out his sword to put it on the girl's neck.
After a while, the girl finished her meal, took out the dream-entering dart and put it in the incense burner as usual, took out the blood-painted gauze in one go, blindfolded herself, and performed the dream-entering technique.
The nightmare guided by Qi Kuo's blood line exuded a breath that was very familiar to the girl. Before she had time to think, she was enveloped by the nightmare.
Qin Muyue's consciousness was drawn into a hazy dream. She found herself standing in front of a bustling brothel, with bright lights and the sound of stringed instruments, which was completely different from the world she was familiar with.
When exactly did the dream of Ningxi Sword Master Zhao Huoling take place? Was it when he was a teenager?
She stepped into the brothel and saw a bustling crowd inside, with dancers dancing gracefully. The young man Zhao Huoling was sitting on the stage, wearing white gauze, playing the pipa with a look of despair.
The girl seemed to have discovered some incredible inside information: Ningxi Jianzun, as the second best disciple in the world, actually performed in a brothel when he was young!
The girl's gaze passed through the hustle and bustle of the brothel and fixed on Zhao Huoling.
He sat there, like a ray of cool moonlight in this colorful world. Although he was dressed in a thin white gauze, he still exuded a kind of aggressive coldness.
The white gauze fluttered in the wind, revealing his well-defined muscles vaguely. His toughness was matched with an indescribable worldly beauty.
His fingers gently plucked the pipa strings, and as his slender fingers moved, veins on the back of his hands bulged, as if he was about to go berserk in the next second.
Although he was in this place of fireworks, Zhao Huoling's eyes seemed to be hiding and waiting, ready to give his prey a fatal blow at any time.
The girl took out her fan and waved it, exclaiming, "What a deadly rose!"
The turtle man had just finished greeting a wealthy businessman when she saw Qin Muyue. Her eyes lit up and she approached her like a flatterer and said, "Princess Yaoyue, you came at the right time. We just caught a top-notch item today."
He pointed at the Sword Master who was playing the pipa on the stage, and said with an ambiguous expression: "This person will give the starting price in a moment. The daughter of the Lu family in the west wing, the daughter of the Feng family in the east wing, and many princesses and young masters are all waiting to bid for this young prostitute!"
The girl raised her eyebrows. "If you take a picture of it and bring it back, can you still be a prostitute?"
The old man winked. "Oh, Princess, if you eat him and send him back, he will be called a prostitute."
The girl waved her fan gently, a playful smile on her lips.
Her eyes moved over Zhao Huoling with a hint of admiration.
The future Ningxi Sword Master is currently in a precarious situation.
She said softly, "In that case, no matter how much they offer, I will pay three times as much. I want to take a good look at this 'pure prostitute' and see what charm he has that can make so many noble ladies crazy about him."
When the turtle heard this, his eyes lit up and he nodded and bowed quickly: "Princess, please wait a moment, I will arrange it right away."
The girl nodded, and her eyes fell on Zhao Huoling again, meeting a pair of murderous gazes.
She raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh, you have quite a hot temper."
Soon, the auction began.
Zhao Huoling was brought to the auction table. His eyes were still stern, his posture was like a pine tree or a crane, his muscles were smooth and explosive, like a sword out of its sheath, ready to take someone's life at any time.
The auctioneer's voice echoed in the brothel: "Dear guests, today we are fortunate to have invited a top-notch prostitute. He is not only handsome, but also talented. Now, let's start the bidding. The starting price is one hundred taels of gold!"
The ladies in the audience immediately became excited and started bidding, causing the price to soar.
Qin Muyue sat quietly aside until the price stabilized at around 8,000 taels of gold. Then she slowly said, "Fifteen thousand taels."
The entire brothel fell silent instantly, and everyone turned to look at Qin Muyue. She was still fanning herself with a faint smile on her face.
The auctioneer was stunned for a moment, then announced loudly: "Tonight this courtesan has won the Princess Yaoyue!"
In the side room, Zhao Huoling was brought in front of Qin Muyue. There was a hint of success in his eyes. His plan was to take the opportunity to leave the brothel, knock out the sex maniac princess on the way and take the opportunity to leave.
The girl stood up and just as she stretched out her hand, the other person dodged. She coughed lightly and said, "Beauty, come back to the princess's mansion with me, and I will make you my consort."
A hint of sarcasm flashed in Zhao Huoling's eyes, and he said coldly: "Your Highness, I am a lowly person, how can I be worthy of the position of a royal consort?"
The girl smiled gently, her eyes revealing a hint of cunning: "Why should a beauty be modest? Your talent and appearance are enough to match any high position. Besides, there must be a reason why this princess has chosen you."
Zhao Huoling raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't expect the princess to be so direct.
He said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, although I, Zhao Huoling, am in a brothel, I am not interested in this. I appreciate your kindness, but I cannot accept it."
A hint of admiration flashed in the girl's eyes. She liked this kind of man with backbone.
She smiled evilly and closed her folding fan: "Beauty, are you going to drink the wine instead of accepting my toast? Don't force me to get someone to tie you up."
Zhao Huoling stood sideways, clenched his fingers into claws, and was about to take the initiative when he suddenly felt hot all over. He gritted his teeth and dared not look at the woman in front of him.
The girl took a step back, covered half of her face with a folding fan, and teased him: "Huo Ling'er, you didn't think that the brothel sent you here just to chat with me, did you? Of course they drugged you in advance, because..."
"You...how can a woman like you be so shameless!" Zhao Huoling's face instantly turned slightly red. He felt the medicine in his body begin to take effect, and an uncontrollable heat rushed through his body.
He knew he had fallen into a trap, but he had to remain calm at this moment, otherwise he would lose all face in this dimension.
He took a deep breath and tried to use his cultivation to suppress the medicinal power, but soon found that it was futile. Even if the spiritual power was suppressed in this plane, the medicinal properties were extremely difficult to eliminate.
Beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead, and the murderous intent in his eyes was gradually replaced by an indescribable pain.
The girl watched him struggle and was curious about how he handled this situation when he was young.
She wasn't worried at all that the future Sword Master wouldn't be able to survive this disaster.
Zhao Huoling clenched his teeth, he knew he couldn't lose control here. His eyes gradually became unfocused and the physical torture made it almost impossible for him to stand.