So it turns out I'm the demon!

To avoid alerting the enemy, Jiang Mu disguised himself as Chu Jiang and arrived at Bai Xian Lou, a paradise in Fazhou City. As night fell, the Bai Xian Lou, built by the water, was already adorned with flickering lights.

Rows of red gauze lanterns illuminated half the long street as if it were daytime, casting an ambiguous warm glow.

The air was filled with the subtle fragrance of rouge, a light scent that stirred the desires in people's hearts.

Jiang Mu stood in front of the building, watching the girls dressed in their finest clothes, their voices like nightingales as they greeted the passing guests, and secretly gave them a thumbs up.

Compared to the brothels in Huzhou City, the quality is indeed quite good.

As soon as he stepped across the threshold, a round-faced girl with almond-shaped eyes greeted him with a beaming smile. Her eyebrows were curved, and two small dimples adorned her cheeks. "This young master is quite handsome. You look unfamiliar. Is this your first time visiting our Hundred Immortals Pavilion?"

The girl was petite, but her clothes were quite voluptuous.

Seeing Jiang Mu's imposing presence and luxurious attire, her bright eyes held a seductive allure.

"It's not the first time I've come here,"

Jiang Mu reached out and stroked the girl's smooth cheek, a flirtatious smile on his face. He then slipped a silver note into her pocket and chuckled.

"However, this is the first time I've seen a fairy like you. I wonder which celestial palace you stole from and descended to the mortal realm."

The girl giggled at his words, then looked down at the fifty-tael silver note with the official seal. Her eyes sparkled even more, and she playfully took Jiang Mu's arm, gently pressing it against his shoulder, and said softly:

"Young master, you are handsome and charming, even your words are so pleasing. I am no fairy, but merely a plain-looking servant in this brothel. May I ask your honorable name?"

"No need for formalities, my surname is Chu," Jiang Mu said.

"So it's Young Master Chu."

The girl moved even closer to Jiang Mu.

"I wonder if Young Master Chu intends to listen to music or go to the waterside pavilion to watch dancing tonight?"

"Our Hundred Immortals Pavilion has recently welcomed several dancers from the south. Their dances are so captivating, they could easily bewitch you, young master. If you prefer quieter activities, we also have ladies playing the zither and singing folk songs; you may choose one."

Jiang Mu flicked aside her folding fan and laughed:

"I love listening to music, but I don't like things that are too noisy."

The girl's beautiful eyes flickered, and she immediately understood. Her smile grew even sweeter.

"What a coincidence! My nickname is Little Oriole, and my specialty is singing. If you don't mind, please come with me to the elegant pavilion. If you enjoy Little Oriole's songs, I'd be happy to sing with you until dawn."

As she spoke, she took Jiang Mu's arm and led him upstairs to the second floor.

The guests who usually come to Baixianlou are either pot-bellied rich merchants, sleazy brutes, or old officials.

It's rare to find someone as generous, handsome, and witty as Jiang Mu.

He was undoubtedly the perfect guest that all the girls in the building dreamed of.

Upon entering the private room, Xiao Ying'er diligently served drinks.

Jiang Mu leaned lazily against the soft couch headrest, picked up her wine glass, took a sip, and said:

"I have a bad habit; I'm both fond of the new and tired of the old, wanting both. If all I do is listen to you sing in the middle of the night, it'll be a bit too bland. Have any new girls arrived at your Hundred Immortals Pavilion lately? They need to be pretty, and more importantly... they need to be able to serve me comfortably."

Little Oriole gave him a reproachful look and said in a sweet, coquettish voice:

"Young master is truly greedy. If you really want something new, there are several new young ladies who have recently joined the brothel. One of them plays the zither beautifully, and another is skilled at playing the xiao (vertical flute). I wonder which one you prefer?"

Everyone here is a sensible person; they all understand the underlying meaning of those words.

Jiang Mu simply put it more bluntly:

"Is there anyone who's really different in bed? If there really is such a wonderful person, money is no object."

Seeing how explicit the other party's words were, Xiao Ying'er blushed slightly and said in a seductive voice, "Speaking of bedroom arts, Xiao Ying'er's skills in serving men are not bad either. Why don't you give me a try, young master?"

As she spoke, the girl boldly moved closer, her affectionate eyes fixed on Jiang Mu, and tried to sit in his lap.

"you?"

Jiang Mu chuckled, then tossed a few more silver notes onto the table. "Are you sure you're the best at serving men in this brothel?" His eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of sharpness in them.

"I, Chu, have traveled all over the country and visited countless dens of iniquity. I have plenty of silver, but there are rules to be followed."

If you're truly confident you can give me my fill, you'll reap the rewards.

But if you don't have the ability to make me leave disappointed after coming with high hopes, don't blame me for spreading rumors and ruining your Hundred Immortals Pavilion's reputation. Believe me, I can do it.

Hearing the other party's words, which were half joking and half threatening, Xiao Ying'er's charming smile froze.

She scrutinized the young man before her, momentarily undecided. If she spoiled his mood and caused trouble for the Hundred Immortals Pavilion, she wouldn't even know how she died.

After all, many of the people who come here are of noble status.

She may be greedy for money, but she wouldn't dare do anything that would bring her trouble.

Little Oriole had no choice but to abandon her thoughts of throwing herself into his arms, and whispered with a sweet laugh:

"Xiao Ying'er's singing is passable, but when it comes to serving people, she is indeed no match for the other sisters in the building."

If you really want something different, young master, a while ago, a top-tier courtesan named Ayan came to our Hundred Immortals Pavilion.

Her seductive arts in the bedroom were incredibly powerful; any patron who had spent the night on her bed would never want to touch another girl again. As she said this, a hint of disdain, mixed with a touch of envious sourness, appeared on Xiao Ying'er's face.

"Oh?"

A glint flashed in Jiang Mu's eyes. Feigning interest, he sat up straight and said...

"Now that you mention it, I'm wide awake. Quickly! Invite this Miss Ayan over. I want to personally test her abilities and see if she's really as amazing as she claims."

Little Oriole covered her mouth and smiled:

"Oh, young master, I've already told you she's a hot commodity, not someone you can just get by beckoning her around."

This Sister Ayan has very high standards. She never looks at how much money a guest has; only young and strong men are chosen by her. If you, sir, are truly confident in your abilities in that area, you'll have to get a token first. Only with a token will you be qualified to sit on her embroidered couch.

"A brand? How do I get this brand?"

Jiang Mu asked curiously.

Little Oriole stood up and said, "Please wait a moment, young master. I'll go and fetch the madam. If you wish to see Sister Ayan, she will test you." "Then hurry and go fetch her."

Jiang Mu tossed another silver note over, "I absolutely have to take a look tonight."

Little Oriole happily accepted the silver notes and swayed her hips as she left the private room.

Before long, a madam who still retained her charm entered.

The madam was around forty years old, with fine lines around her eyes, but she still maintained a somewhat alluring figure.

After entering, she carefully looked Jiang Mu up and down, and smiled:

"I heard from Xiao Ying'er that Young Master Chu also wants to taste a bit of my Ah Yan's cherry lips."

"I wasn't really interested at first," Jiang Mu said, "but your mysterious talk has piqued my interest. I just don't know how the nanny will test me."

The madam waved her hand, signaling Xiao Ying'er to leave, and then closed the door.

Jiang Mu's expression was strange:

"Is the old woman going to undress herself to test me? Although she still has her charms, but..."

"Young master, please stop teasing me."

The madam chuckled and spat, "With my old bones, how many more rounds of this can I take?"

As she spoke, she took out a bead the size of an egg and handed it to Jiang Mu.

"Young master, please hold this bead in your hand first."

Jiang Mu, not understanding why, reached out and grasped it.

The moment he grasped it, he felt a cool breeze emanate from the bead, seeping into his body through his palm.

Jiang Mu instinctively wanted to unleash his demonic energy to resist, but after a quick thought, he suppressed it, allowing the cool energy to circulate within his body. A short while later, the energy was drawn back into the bead.

The madam retrieved the pearl and was surprised to see several fine lines appearing on its surface.

When he looked at Jiang Mu again, his eyes were as if he had seen a rare treasure, and he exclaimed in admiration:

"Young master, your yang energy is so powerful! I've been in this business for so many years, and I've never seen such a fiery yang before. Very good, very good indeed. Miss Ayan is probably in for a treat tonight."

Jiang Mu waved his hand modestly:

"So-so. Normally, when I have sex with seven women a night, I only break a slight sweat."

The madam laughed and took out a jade pendant from her bosom, handing it to him:

"Young Master Chu, please follow me."

Led by the madam, Jiang Mu passed through the front hall, bypassed several artificial hills and corridors, and arrived at the backyard of Baixianlou.

Unlike the hustle and bustle in front, this place is a quiet little courtyard.

There is an exquisite bamboo building in the courtyard, with a pavilion and flowing spring next to it, and a rockery standing tall, adding a touch of mystery and seclusion.

In the courtyard, seven men were already waiting.

Jiang Mu scanned the seven people with his divine sense. They were all young men in their early twenties, with rosy complexions and full of yang energy.

Wow, it's so popular.

Jiang Mu's lips twitched, and she became more and more certain that Ah Yan was most likely Bei Tang Ba Tian.

That bastard is now truly fucking abstract.

The seven people in the courtyard all cast unfriendly glances at the newcomer, making no attempt to hide their hostility and wariness.

The madam, unfazed, said with a smile:

"Young Master Chu, please wait here patiently. Whether you can win Miss Ayan's favor is entirely up to fate."

After saying that, she swayed away.

At the same time, a maid in plain clothes with her hair in two buns came over, took the jade token from Jiang Mu's hand, and left with only the words "wait" before going up to the bamboo building.

Jiang Mu wasn't sure if Beitang Batian was in the bamboo house, and fearing she might alert him, she didn't force her way in.

He went into the pavilion and sat down leisurely, waiting by himself.

"Hey, newbie."

Before he could even settle in, a burly, broad-shouldered young man approached with a grim face, tossed a gold ingot in front of Jiang Mu, and said coldly,

"Miss Ayan only serves three guests each night. One has already gone up, so there are only two spots left."

"Judging by your weak and feeble appearance, you're not much of a hope. Don't waste your time here; just take the money and leave. Otherwise, you'll only make a fool of yourself." Jiang Mu leaned against the stone railing, lightly tapping his folding fan in his palm, and sneered.

"If this Taiwanese gentleman could bring me a mountain of gold, I might consider it. This is hardly enough; is it even enough to feed a beggar?"

The burly man's eyes turned cold, and he snorted, but didn't retaliate.

He grabbed the gold from the table, turned around, walked to the foot of the bamboo building, and waited with his arms crossed.

About an incense stick's time later, the maid in plain clothes descended the stairs with an indifferent expression. Behind her were two guards, who were dragging a young man dressed in brocade robes down the stairs, one on each side.

Jiang Mu took a closer look and noticed that the dough twitched.

Good heavens, the man's yang energy has been almost completely drained, and he's practically half dead.

Even so, the young man kept shouting:

"I can still do it, Miss Ayan, I can still do it! Give me another chance! It's too much fun, not enough!"

The others, seeing this, wore expressions that were a mixture of fear and anticipation.

After the servants dragged the young master away, the maid walked into the pavilion and bowed to a young man dressed in blue.

"Young Master Li, please follow me."

Although Young Master Li pretended to be calm on the surface, he couldn't suppress the smile that was creeping onto his face.

He stood up, straightened his clothes, gave the others a smug look, and then followed the maid upstairs with a smug grin.

The remaining people were both angry and helpless, and could only hope that the last spot would fall to them.

Jiang Mu thought to herself, "This is what I'm thinking."

If they're so capable, why not just call up three at once? Instead, they're dragging their feet one by one, wasting time.

Another half hour passed, and the smug young master Li was dragged downstairs by two servants in the same manner.

Although he looked as soft as a puddle of mud, this young master Li still wouldn't stop talking:

"Help me up! I can still manage! Help me up!"

Jiang Mu: ..…….…”

The maid in plain clothes glanced over the remaining six people, finally settling on Jiang Mu. She walked over, curtsied, and said, "Young Master Chu, Miss Ayan invites you upstairs."

Then, looking at the others, he said:

"The other gentlemen, please return. We'll wait for you again tomorrow."

"Why should I?!"

Before Jiang Mu could get up, the burly young man who had previously tried to bribe him with gold stormed over, his eyes red with anger, and shouted.

"I've been queuing for three days straight, and my number keeps popping up every day. Why won't you choose me? I think you Hundred Immortals Pavilion are deliberately making fun of me and targeting me!"

The maid said calmly:

"This is the name card that Miss Ayan personally chose. That's the rule. Please come again tomorrow, Young Master Liu."

"Tomorrow, tomorrow, it's always tomorrow!"

Young Master Liu's face flushed red as he began to curse.

"I've been to more brothels than you've eaten rice. I've slept with more women than you've seen men. Damn it, a slut like you're putting on airs. I'm going to sleep with you tonight!"

After saying that, he strode up to the bamboo house.

Two servants tried to stop him, but he kicked them away.

This guy is clearly a martial arts practitioner who has practiced martial arts.

The maid, however, remained calm and simply stood there watching.

Just as the burly young man charged aggressively halfway up the stairs, his body suddenly froze, as if he had been struck by a pressure point.

As the young man's legs buckled, he fell straight backward and tumbled down the stairs until he was completely unconscious.

"Drag it away."

The maid said coldly.

The two servants got up and dragged the burly young man out like a dead pig.

Seeing this, the remaining people dared not cause any more trouble and slunk away, preparing to come back to queue up again tomorrow.

"Young Master Chu, please."

The maid stepped aside and gestured for them to enter.

Jiang Mu straightened her clothes and stepped up the stairs.

The bamboo staircase creaked underfoot, and the faint fragrance grew stronger with each step.

As Jiang Mu reached the door, her heart inexplicably tightened.

It's not entirely certain yet that this girl, Ayan, is Beitang Batian, who possessed Shuiyanhua. If it really is that guy, can I handle him? I should be able to.

Back when his cultivation level was so low, he was able to drive that old dog away with the help of a cheat system. Now that he's a great cultivator at the eighth realm, there's even less reason for him to be afraid. Thinking of this, Jiang Mu no longer hesitated and pushed open the door.