Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 295 The Demonic Curse of Other-Transformation!
The enchanting sounds, like invisible hands plucking at the heartstrings, or like lovers whispering sweet nothings, melt away one's will.

The mind of the chivalrous Mo Yu was shrouded in a thick fog; everything he could see was like looking at flowers through a mist, leaving only a hazy and enchanting illusion.

"Well……"

He shook his slightly dizzy head, a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Looking around, one sees carved beams and painted rafters, beaded curtains and emerald screens, and finds oneself in an extremely luxurious and elegant brothel where decadent music never ceases to play.

On a mahogany stage not far in front of me, several dancers were gracefully dancing, their flowing sleeves billowing in the air; in the distance, the melodious sounds of string and bamboo instruments mingled with sweet, coquettish whispers.

The light gauze is graceful, the red sleeves flutter, a subtle fragrance wafts, and the aroma of wine permeates the air.

Mo Yu, one of the heroes, couldn't help but frown.

For some reason, he always felt that there was something inexplicable disconnect between the vibrant scene before him and the present.
However, when he tried to concentrate and explore the source, his mind was in complete chaos, and he couldn't make sense of anything.

Just as he was lost in thought, a light red veil, carrying a faint fragrance of orchids and the warm breath of a woman, gently floated down onto his head, obscuring his vision.

"Hehehe... Young master, why do you look so worried? Is it because you find my plain appearance unworthy of your attention, unlike the pure and ethereal beauty of Senior Sister Yan from Cihang Jingzhai?"

A woman's laughter, clear and melodious like a silver bell, yet tinged with a deliberately coquettish tone, drifted into my ears.

Mo Yu, a member of the group of heroes, casually ripped off the veil covering his face and threw it on the table. What came into view was Shan Yuru's seductive eyes and affected, coquettish demeanor.

With the appearance of this enchantress, the drowsiness in his mind seemed to dissipate somewhat, and his memory became much clearer.

After training with the Fire-Worker Monk at Wudang Mountain.

In order to complete his grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng's task of "dealing with Pang Ban," he could once again ask him for the Tai Chi Divine Skill.

At the same time, it was also to obtain the Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique.

The group of heroes, led by Mo Yu, led Yan Jing'an and Shan Yuru down the mountain once again.

However, he took Shan Yuru's advice on this trip.

He didn't immediately go looking for trouble with Pang Ban, because that thing was indeed beyond his current capabilities.

Let's practice on Chi Zunxin first to confirm our current strength and position in the martial arts world, and also to obtain the Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique from him.

However, at this point in time, Chi Zunxin had not yet separated from the Yin Gui School.

Finding his whereabouts is not an easy task.

So he followed Shan Yuru to find her master, Fu Yaohong, the former junior sister of Xue Shou Li Gong of the Yin Gui Sect, and now the leader of the Tianming Sect.

Although Yan Jing'an acknowledged him as her master, just as Shan Yuru, the demoness of the demonic sect, did not want to go to the Emei Sect, Yan Jing'an, the Cihang Jingzhai, also did not want to come to the demonic sect like the Tianming Sect.

It's not that she's afraid of getting involved.

He was simply afraid that he wouldn't be able to restrain himself from wielding his sword and would start a massacre within the Heavenly Mandate Sect!
Although the Heavenly Mandate Sect is a demonic sect, it is still a force under the command of the heroes Mo Yu.

She had just pledged allegiance to her lord, but a few days later he annihilated the Heavenly Mandate Sect forces under his command, which had a negative impact.

So she simply didn't come.

Fu Yaohong was very enthusiastic when she learned of his arrival, especially after seeing that he had now reached the Celestial Master realm.

They directly packaged up all the stunning beauties that the Heavenly Mandate Sect had painstakingly collected and trained over the years, who were originally intended to be presented to the current emperor, as well as the top courtesans of the various brothels under their command, and sent them to him for him to choose from.

He truly used every trick in the book to please and flatter the heroes, Mo Yu, leaving no stone unturned.

However, when he inquired about the whereabouts of Chi Zunxin, Fu Yaohong always smiled and avoided the question, saying only that it would take several days to verify.

Then came an even more intense wave of corruption.

When he needs something from someone, although he doesn't want to offend them, he remains steadfast in his principles and doesn't waver in the face of temptation.

"Young master~ come, have a drink~"

Dan Yuru exhaled a delicate fragrance, her smooth body almost entirely pressed against the group of heroes, including Mo Yu. She raised her white jade cup and softly urged them to drink.
"Drink this cup, and I'll show you something else that I guarantee will surprise and delight you!"

Because of the erotic dance she had just performed, she was already dressed scantily, and now she had removed an outer layer of gauze, leaving only a few small pieces of fabric to cover herself.

Slender branches and abundant fruit, skin as smooth as cream, a natural allure.

Coupled with her soft, seductive voice with a hint of coquetry... such a scene, such a beauty, is enough to make any man in the world's blood boil, his mind surge, and his body lose control!

For some reason, Mo Yu, a chivalrous man who had never liked drinking, was...

This time, when faced with Shan Yuru's repeated urging to drink, he did not refuse, nor did he even reach out to take it.

Instead, he lowered his head slightly, letting Shan Yuru bring the rim of the bottle to his lips and feed it into his mouth.

"Hehehe... Young Master, you certainly have a good capacity for alcohol~" Shan Yuru casually placed the jade cup on the table and clapped her hands lightly. "Come in!"

Behind the screen, a peerless beauty, draped in a pure white gauze dress and with her delicate face half-hidden by her sleeves, gracefully joined the singing and dancing procession in front.

The moment she appeared, her aloof and otherworldly aura, as if untouched by worldly concerns, shone like the bright moon, instantly eclipsing the surrounding stars.

It's worth noting that the Heavenly Mandate Sect spared no expense in trying to win over the hero Mo Yu.

None of the song and dance troupes assembled for him were of low quality.

Bai Fanghua, pure as water, yet cunning and scheming, is Shan Yuru's newly accepted disciple and the third-generation leader of the Heavenly Mandate Sect in the original novel. She is truly a peerless beauty.

Chen Yuzhen was plump and beautiful. She was carefully cultivated by the Heavenly Mandate Sect from a young age and was a peerless beauty kept in the back of the sect. In the original novel, she was Zhu Yuanzhang's concubine, gentle and beautiful, with a face that could shame flowers.

Enchanting and alluring, the new protector of the Heavenly Mandate Sect has cultivated her seductive skills to an extremely high level, exuding charm with every gesture.

But the moment the white-clad fairy appeared, all their brilliance was suppressed to almost nothing, like fireflies meeting the sun and moon.

The woman in white moved slightly, her lotus-like steps light and graceful, her wide sleeves flowing.
It comes like thunder, then subsides with fury; it departs like the calm waters of a still river!
Rather than saying she was dancing to music and performing, it's more accurate to say she was gracefully performing.

Rather, it's more like she's wielding an invisible sword in her heart alone amidst the decadent sounds of the mortal world!

Every move, every gesture, was graceful and elegant, exuding the air of a master.

Upon seeing this, Mo Yu's pupils constricted, and he couldn't help but show a look of shock in his eyes.

Although veils partially obscured the viewer, his deep-seated aloofness and the overwhelming master sword intent made him instantly recognizable as the person he was, even with his eyes closed!
This is truly a Grandmaster of the Celestial Realm!

"Yan Jing'an?!"

The chivalrous Mo Yu stared intently at the white-clad fairy dancing gracefully in the arena, blinking several times as if to confirm the reality before him.

"Heh, I recognized you at a glance~ Even though you were so far away and wearing a veil."

Leaning beside him, Shan Yuru let out a disgruntled snort, laced with bitterness.
"As expected... Compared to the demonic witches of the demonic sect, you stinking men, deep down, still prefer Senior Sister Yan. On the surface, she appears aloof, arrogant, and pure, but in reality... hehe, who knows what kind of 'righteous fairy' or 'white lotus saintess' she is inside!"

"What...what on earth is going on?!"

Mo Yu, one of the heroes, was still not fully recovered and his mind was somewhat dazed.

To have a leader of the righteous path, a grandmaster of the Celestial Realm, dressed in such a revealing, almost naked dance costume, perform this kind of erotic dance to please men in a brothel...

Even if you were the emperor, you'd still have to consider whether your two heads could stay in their original positions.

"Hmph, isn't it obvious?"

Dan Yuru smiled charmingly, and then clapped her hands twice again.

At her command, the stunningly beautiful figure in white paused slightly before gracefully landing beside the group of heroes, including Mo Yu.

Her face, which should have been aloof and detached from worldly affairs, was now tinged with two unnatural blushes, white with a hint of pink, as beautiful as peach blossoms.

So beautiful...it's breathtaking!
"Senior Sister Yan, since the young master has already recognized you, then you... should personally serve him a cup of Hehuan Wine."

Shan Yuru leaned against Mo Yu, her voice carrying a hint of languor and resentment.

The Holy Maiden of Cihang Jingzhai, Yan Jing'an, trembled slightly, her head lowered, her snow-white teeth biting her cherry lips tightly, as if she was making a difficult choice in her heart.

Her hesitant yet welcoming demeanor, tinged with tears, was a stark contrast to her usual aloof and unapproachable persona.

It is enough to make any viewer's heart flutter, and they can't help but want to crush this sacred snow lotus, which can only be admired from afar and not touched, and ravage it, forcing it to show more humiliation and distress.

Yan Jing'an lowered his head, took a deep breath, filled the wine cup with his hand, and held the wine vessel with both hands, his voice barely audible:
"Young...Young master, please...please drink this cup..."

Snap~!

The crisp sound of a slap instantly caused waves of surging, mesmerizing waves to rise from Yan Jing'an's round, perky buttocks, which were covered by a thin white veil!
"Senior Sister Yan, are you... serving the young master so listlessly?" Shan Yuru whispered in Yan Jing'an's ear at some point.

Mo Yu, one of the heroes, twitched at the corner of his mouth. He wondered what kind of leverage Yan Jing'an had given Shan Yuru that made her so humiliated, yet she hadn't drawn her sword.

Given Yan Jing'an's aloof and cold nature, if Shan Yuru, that vixen, continues to play these tricks, she'll explode sooner or later!
He didn't want blood to splatter on him later, so he immediately tried to stop him:
"Shan Yuru, don't be too..."

Before the word "excessive" could be uttered, Yan Jing'an seemed to have made up his mind, drank the wine in one gulp, and then kissed him directly.

Rich and silky, yet with a hint of coolness and moisture, it surged, churned, and swirled wildly in his mouth...

Mo Yu, one of the heroes, stared wide-eyed.

???

This is... really Yan Jing'an, the one with a pure and untainted heart, who is untouched by worldly affairs?!
(End of this chapter)