Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

Next came a bowl of Nine-Turned Danxia Seafood Soup. The soup was orange-red like the sunset, with a rich and delicious flavor. One bite was like strolling through a winding fairyland.

Following closely behind is the Qilin Phoenix Snail, whose enormous snail meat exudes an enticing fragrance, as if the Qilin and Phoenix have merged, creating a unique spiritual aura.

Next up is a plate of White Dragon Shark Wings. The tender chicken wings, bathed in dragon water, are even more delicious, with a savory and slightly sweet aftertaste that is simply irresistible.

The seaweed is exquisite and translucent, like a condensation of spiritual energy in the water. Its fresh and delicate flavor makes one feel as if they are in a fairyland pond.

The last dish is Crab with Immortal Herbs. The huge crab tumbles in the emerald green herbs. After cooking, slowly suck on it. It is sweet, tender and smooth, as if you are tasting the blood of the immortals.

This table of delicacies from the world of cultivation is exquisite and beautiful. Each dish is comparable to a celestial treasure, filling one with appetite and longing.

Accompanied by the sounds of the zither and the ethereal atmosphere, savoring this dazzling array of delicacies feels like stepping into a world of cultivation, wandering through a misty fairyland.

He had never eaten these things before; he only knew their names from the recipe book for the most exquisite food.

Now that I've seen it with my own eyes and tasted it with my own mouth, I suddenly realize that life is nothing more than this.

That's why I find this city of daughters all the more strange.

This meal was specially prepared for him; Yang Hubiao and Ju Zi didn't deserve such hospitality.

Upon closer reflection, he couldn't help but suspect that the leader of the Daughter City had a relationship with that Sword Master.

Otherwise, why would they treat me with such great hospitality?

The city of women is extremely hostile to men.

Amidst numerous rumors, few people dare to set foot here anymore.

Because most of the men who entered eventually disappeared without a trace, vanishing from the world as if they had evaporated.

I'm afraid my arrival here isn't so simple.

What exactly is that Sword Master up to?

Don't trick him...

He ate every last bit of the delicious food on the table.

As a result, he almost couldn't suppress his power.

Such a nourishing substance would naturally aid in spiritual practice.

His cultivation level had already reached the peak of the Phoenix Beginning Realm, and he was just one step away from breaking through to the Qin Heart Realm.

However, he cannot break through yet.

One must suppress one's spiritual realm and temper one's Dao heart in order to solidify one's foundation and go further in the future.

However, the powerful true energy was rampaging through his body and could not be suppressed at all.

His spiritual sea overflowed, almost causing his veins to collapse.

In the end, he had no choice but to use all of this powerful true energy to refine his physical body.

It was wasteful, but it was already difficult to suppress.

This opportunity allowed him to refine and perfect his inner essence, saving him three to five years of effort.

After practicing for a while, he was thinking about getting some rest.

Because tonight, one can also dream.

At that time, we can try to find out something from that witch.

The witch must be someone of great importance; she must be one of the top figures of our time.

She might know something about the City of Daughters.

Now, he has entered this place rashly, completely in the dark, feeling rather passive and extremely uneasy.

Just as they were wondering where to take a bath, the door opened silently, and three or five people entered one after another, standing in a row.

"Young Master Fan, please choose one," the shopkeeper said gently.

This boss is someone whose age seems unfathomable.

However, beneath its gentle exterior, there seems to be a hint of the passage of time.

At first glance, it seems to be only twenty, but upon closer inspection, it might be thirty or fifty. If you add more together, it's estimated to be a hundred, and upon even closer inspection, it could be a thousand.

However, her skin was smooth and delicate, making her look like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.

The only thing that impressed Fan Zui the most was her hands.

Each hand has six fingers.

There are twelve fingers in total.

She brought in three women, each with their own unique characteristics, and asked Fan Zui to choose one.

The first beauty was elegant and graceful, with eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like autumn water, and slightly parted red lips like cherry blossoms in full bloom.

She wore a long, light blue dress embroidered with white lotus flowers, exuding elegance and grace. Her movements were noble and graceful, flowing like clouds and water, her gentle and refined demeanor resembling that of a peerless fairy.

The second beauty was graceful and gentle, with eyes like stars, eyebrows like the crescent moon, and skin as white as jade.

Wearing a pink dress, her slender waist swayed gracefully, like a blooming rose. Every gesture she made exuded a faint floral fragrance, making her as captivating as a fairy among flowers.

The third beauty was lively and spirited, with smiling eyes and flowing hair like a waterfall.

Wearing a yellow cheongsam, she exudes a warm, sunny aura. Her temperament is enthusiastic and cheerful, brimming with vitality. Every gesture she makes seems to carry an atmosphere of joy, like a magpie dancing on a branch.

These three beauties in period costumes each have their own unique charm, and their beauty brings different visual enjoyment, as if witnessing different styles of time.

Of the three, the second one was an old acquaintance.

The newcomer was none other than Ye Liuli, the head of the Nine Phoenixes of the Nine Phoenixes Pavilion.

Chapter 58 [Sharing a Pillow]

This demoness from the Hehuan Sect, how come she's everywhere I go?

This is something I just can't shake off.

Fan Zui is now starting to suspect that she might be stalking him.

If I had known, I shouldn't have let her leave that night. I should have just taken care of her and made the relationship official.

The rice wasn't cooked properly and became undercooked, making it unpalatable.

When faced with a choice of three, he naturally chose Ye Liuli.

The boss left gracefully with two other women, making sure to close the door behind him.

"Why are you here?"

Seeing that the boss had left and there was no one around, he immediately cut to the chase and asked.

"Young master, could it be that we know each other before?"

The woman asked curiously, and as she spoke, she walked behind him and began to massage his shoulders.

Her question stumped Fan Zui. Did they know each other? Had he mistaken her for someone else?

Isn't it?

Upon closer inspection, yes, it was her.

After all, I once uttered five consecutive "ahs," and the sound was so enchanting that I couldn't possibly forget it.

Her appearance remained unchanged, her voice was the same, yet she pretended not to recognize him.

Such coincidences are unlikely to ever happen in this world.

He absolutely did not believe the twins' words.

However, the woman's expression did not seem to be feigned.

Fan Zui rolled over and sat up, pinning the woman to the bed. He brought his face close to hers, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked:

"Isn't it true that women in the land refuse to share a room with men? Why are you here, and what is your purpose?"

As he pressed down on her, the woman's breathing seemed to become heavier, her face flushed, and she hurriedly explained:

“The other filthy men are naturally unsuitable, but the young master is an exception.”

"I'm an exception? Why is that?"

The woman immediately fell silent, as if she was wary of something.

Fan Zui looked at the woman in front of him carefully again, certain that he was not mistaken.

"Ye Liuli, I remember that's your name, right?"

The woman felt his overwhelming masculine scent, and her breathing became slightly erratic, but she still said:

“Young master, please don’t joke. I don’t know any Ye Liuli. My name is Dieyuhua, and I work at Yuelai Inn.”

"Ever since I entered the City of Daughters, I've noticed something strange about this place. The environment and the people are all odd. Tell me why, and I'll let you leave, okay?"

The woman closed her eyes, bit her lip tightly, and remained silent.

Her eyelashes trembled.

I simply shut up and let him do as he pleases.