Martial Arts Master: The Lin Family Sword God, who swept through the Five Mountains and Four Sects

The madam was already beaming with joy. She pulled him inside and personally led him to the best private room upstairs, treating him with utmost hospitality.

"What would you like, young master? There's still some time before Miss Dongfang chooses her consorts. Would you like to have a couple of ladies keep you company for a few drinks?"

Lin Tian glanced indifferently at the madam and casually pulled out a silver note from his pocket.

With a gentle flick of his wrist, the silver notes fluttered down like leaves. He said, "One pound of top-grade bamboo leaf green tea, paired with several plates of the finest pastries from Xi'an. Don't let anyone disturb me; I prefer quiet."

The madam took the silver note and glanced at it—one thousand taels!

Her eyes nearly disappeared from her smile as she hurriedly nodded and bowed, "Don't worry, young master, the food and wine will be here immediately, and there won't be a soul around!"

She carefully pocketed the banknotes, then swayed gracefully as she retreated.

Lin Tian needed a moment of peace and quiet.

As night deepened, the brothel was at its liveliest. The madam stood at the top of the stairs to the second floor, gently waving a fan, her voice melodious and alluring: "As you all know, the greatest martial arts master is Dongfang Bubai. But our 'Like Water Flowing Through the Years' also harbors its own Dongfang Bubai!"

As soon as the words were spoken, a rain of flowers suddenly poured down, and red ribbons on both sides soared into the sky like dragons, tearing through the brightly lit hall, a breathtaking sight!

Immediately afterwards, a figure gracefully descended from the second floor—a golden hairpin gleaming, a blue dress as ethereal as smoke, she held a red silk ribbon in one hand, her toes lightly touching the ground, like a fairy descending to earth.

It was none other than Dongfang Bubai.

She stood on high, her eyes sparkling, her lips slightly upturned; with a smile, all other beauties paled in comparison.

"So beautiful...truly breathtaking..."

Even the madam, who was used to seeing beautiful women, was stunned, let alone the guests in the room.

Those wealthy patrons who were originally surrounded by women on both sides were now holding their breath, their eyes fixed on that beautiful figure, their souls completely captivated.

"Who will be fortunate enough to become her lover tonight?" the madam asked at the opportune moment, stirring up a restless excitement.

These words instantly ignited the attention of everyone present.

If one could spend a wonderful night with such a woman, even if it shortened one's lifespan by ten years, nine out of ten men would be willing to do so.

On the high platform, Dongfang Bubai's eyes turned slightly cold, and a hint of mockery flashed across his lips.

She is not here to please or sell her smiles.

This was all because the Sun Moon Cult had sent a secret report: recently, a large number of martial arts practitioners had gathered in Xi'an and were plotting to besiege her.

Such incidents occur at least ten or eight times a year, so she wouldn't normally need to be there in person. However, having been confined to Blackwood Cliff for so long, she grew weary of the cold and loneliness, and decided to go down the mountain to see just how hypocritical these so-called righteous heroes really were.

Sure enough, as always, he was all talk and no action, but his heart was full of filth.

Just as she was scanning the crowd, she suddenly paused.

A person sat in the corner, looking out of place.

While others were surrounded by girls, laughing and chatting noisily, he sat alone at a table, with several empty tables around him.

But that wasn't the key factor that caught her attention.

What truly stirred her heart was the way that man looked at her—amazed, shocked, and even a little strange, but without a trace of desire.

If Dongfang Bubai were to ask Lin Tian what that glance meant, he would seriously answer: It was a pain in the ass.

A sense of helplessness stemming from seeing through everything but being too lazy to expose it.

Such a gaze, however, piqued her interest.

She chuckled softly, her toes barely touching the ground as her red sleeves fluttered and she darted out like a swallow, landing on Lin Tian's shoulder in the next instant. Her fingertips lightly touched his shoulder, and she leaped up again, gracefully returning to the second floor amidst the envious gazes of the crowd.

Lin Tian was slightly taken aback.

He came to the fleeting years only to verify the authenticity of the information, and had no intention of becoming a guest of honor.

After all, this "guest who enters the curtain" might actually be a "guest who enters the tomb."

However, he was fearless.

If he had encountered a peak Innate Realm expert like Dongfang Bubai before cultivating the Nine Yin Manual, he would have had no chance of winning.

But now, although he dares not claim victory, he is still somewhat confident of escaping.

……

The second-floor bedroom was luxuriously furnished, yet not gaudy.

Lin Tian and Dongfang Bubai had been inside for nearly half an hour.

For those thirty minutes, no one spoke.

Lin Tian simply sat quietly in the chair, his gaze deep as he scrutinized the woman before him.

nice.

It's so beautiful.

In this life, no, even including his previous life, Lin Tian had never seen anyone more stunning than the woman before him—not to mention surpassing her, there was no one who could even match a tenth of her brilliance.

For half an hour, Lin Tian stared intently, as if he had fallen into a painting and couldn't get out. But Dongfang Bubai was about to burst out of his reverie.

She came to gather information, not to be a living beauty for others to admire.

Finally, unable to contain herself any longer, she rose from the bed and walked gracefully to Lin Tian. With a flick of her slender finger, she lightly brushed her fingertip across his cheek, her voice as soft as silk as silk entering his ear:

"Young master, am I beautiful?"

"Beautiful!" Lin Tian blurted out without hesitation. "The phrase 'beautiful enough to make fish sink and geese fall from the sky' is too common. 'The moon hides its face and flowers blush' is too mild. If you smile, you can topple a city; if you smile again, you can destroy an empire. This is not an exaggeration at all."

"Really?" Her eyes flickered slightly. She moved to sit next to him, leaning forward slightly, her warm breath brushing against his face.

"Then why... are you not moved? Why don't you say anything? Why don't you even... do anything?" Her tone suddenly lowered, carrying a hint of barely perceptible resentment.

To be honest, even Liu Xiahui, a man of integrity, would probably break his vows on the spot and become a womanizer. Moreover, Lin Tian is not one to remain unmoved by temptation.

He has been able to endure until now because he knows perfectly well that this stunningly beautiful woman is none other than Dongfang Bubai!

If he dares to lay a hand on him, even if he manages to escape alive, he will still face her relentless pursuit and her wrath, including having his hand chopped off.

"Uh..." Lin Tian was speechless for a moment.

Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he smiled, "Young lady, let me tell you a story. Once upon a time, there was a young monk who went down the mountain to beg for alms. Before he left, the old monk gave him many instructions—do you know what those instructions were?"

"Oh?" This piqued her interest. "What did you say?"

The old monk said, "The women down the mountain are tigers; you must hide from them at all costs."

Dongfang Bubai raised an eyebrow: "After that little monk went down the mountain, did he encounter any women? Did he avoid them?"

"The world is full of men and women, how can one avoid them all? The young monk wandered through villages and hamlets, becoming more and more confused. Finally, he muttered to himself: 'Why doesn't this 'tiger' eat people? And why does it look so endearing?' So he ran back to ask his master. The old monk simply replied: 'This kind of tiger is the fiercest.' Upon hearing this, the young monk immediately burst into tears: 'Master, Master, the tiger has crawled into my heart, what should I do?'"

"Hehehe—" Dongfang Bubai covered his lips and chuckled, his eyes sparkling like spring water.

"Since you know tigers are ferocious, why would you venture into this place of pleasure? You're not a monk." She glanced at him sideways, her smile lingering, but her tone now held a hint of probing.

Lin Tian sighed, "Sigh...who would want to come here? It was your madam who dragged me in! I was just tired from my journey and wanted to rest for a bit. And then you dragged me upstairs. Tell me, isn't that unfair? Who can I complain to?"

"So in your eyes, I'm also a man-eating tiger?" Dongfang Bubai's face suddenly turned cold, his tone as frosty. "In that case, you may leave. There's no need for you to stay and get in my way."

"Huh?!" Lin Tian was taken aback.

He clearly didn't sense the slightest murderous intent from her—was she really letting him go?