Desolate Era: The Ultimate Rogue Cultivator Who Hides Among the Heavens!

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"Having a magic weapon is great."

Han Feiyu's belongings are now stored in the storage space of that arm guard magic item, which is several tens of feet in size, enough to dismantle and reassemble that small house.

Breaking through one's innate limitations is truly a triumphant moment.

Han Feiyu's perception of the world around her became wonderful.

"Pears are for sale."

"Candied hawthorn berries..."

"Sesame seed cake... sesame seed cake..."

"Monster meat skewers~"

The cries of vendors bring a sense of calm and tranquility; the warmth and everyday life of the people are the most comforting.

Han Feiyu walked and walked until he arrived at Zuichunlou.

"Grandpa, come quick!"

"Oh my, this young master is clearly an outstanding person, come in quickly, come in quickly."

This is the time when the girls at Zuichunlou (醉春楼) are receiving customers.

Han Feiyu smiled, but without the slightest fear, he walked forward with a smile.

If there is any noise on the road, the sharp-eyed female managers standing nearby will immediately step forward to greet the guests.

This time is no exception...

"Oh my, this young master is truly a celestial being descended to earth." Immediately, a young and charming female steward greeted Han Feiyu with a sincere smile. "Come in, come in quickly."

Han Feiyu smiled, reached into his hand and pulled out a piece of Lei Jin. "Manager, bring three sensible and pretty girls. Don't try to fool me."

"Oh my, what you say, young master? Don't worry, don't worry, I'll definitely arrange the best for you." The female steward's eyes lit up when she saw that Han Feiyu had taken out a piece of Thunder Gold, and she was somewhat stunned.

Normally, people who come here will only take out a few pieces of beast-head gold; they would never be willing to take out thunder gold.

Even though Mengshan City is guarded by cultivators of the Purple Mansion realm, there are still not many innate beings, and even if those people were to make a move, they wouldn't be that generous.

"Mm." Han Feiyu nodded.

The female manager quickly instructed the waitresses inside to greet Han Feiyu properly, saying, "Quickly, offer this young master a seat and some tea."

"Sigh~"

They agreed and led Han Feiyu to a private room.

"Hmm, bring me another pot of good wine and a few cold dishes." Han Feiyu ordered, while looking at the beautiful women around him. He wasn't there to do business; he was there to cultivate and gain experience.

The mundane world, a world of fleeting beauty and empty shells.

This place is truly a treasure trove for cultivating one's Dao heart.

"Okay."

The servant agreed and quickly left.

Immediately following, led by the same female manager, a row of women with different styles walked over.

"Young master, is there anything that catches your eye?"

"You, you, you."

Han Feiyu randomly picked three people who looked good and then waved for the others to leave.

"Alright, young master, please have fun."

The female manager and the rest of the staff tactfully left.

Han Feiyu followed local customs and listened to the music.

Just for a moment.

The four of them became acquainted...

"Young Master Han, come and have some food."

"Young Master Han, open your mouth."

"Young Master Han, let me feed you some wine~"

"..."

Of course, Han Feiyu is clear-headed and adheres to her bottom line.

After all, he had maintained a pure yang body for over thirty years, and hadn't even reached the Purple Mansion stage yet. How could he be obsessed with something that would scrape his bones and damage his marrow?

Just then—

With a loud bang.

A pesky voice rang out from the third floor, "What's wrong with your Drunken Spring Pavilion? Are you trying to fool me with this bunch of junk? Believe me or not, I'll make sure you go out of business tomorrow!"

This immediately drew the attention of almost every male customer in the Drunken Spring Pavilion.

Han Feiyu also looked over, "How arrogant! Is his father the city lord?"

"Young master, he..." The woman of the night was about to speak to remind him.

"Young Master Meng, please calm down." Before the words were finished, a female steward dressed in a blue, translucent robe floated out from the fourth floor, her charming and soft voice echoing throughout the entire building.

"It's Lan Xiaodie!"

"Little Butterfly Lady".

"She's truly like a celestial being..."

The male guests beside them unanimously identified the person who had just arrived.

Whoosh~

With her robes fluttering, the female steward named Lan Xiaodie floated lightly from the fourth floor to the third floor, her true essence radiating outwards, clearly indicating that she was a primordial being.

Han Feiyu couldn't help but look at him with newfound respect, "A primordial being is in charge here?"

Even in this Meng clan city, surrounded by wild lands, a primordial being would be a pillar of the forces of Purple Mansion cultivators, yet here she comes to be the head of a brothel.

"Young master, don't worry about it. I heard that..." The woman in purple beside him pointed upwards and reminded him, "There's a Purple Mansion cultivator behind him."

Han Feiyu asked doubtfully, "Is he a member of Lord Meng's royal family?"

"No," the woman in white added, "I heard it was someone from the Meng family..."

"oh."

Han Feiyu nodded and continued watching the play.

The chatter above was surprisingly clear at this moment, because the spectators all kept quiet and kept looking at the third floor.

"Lan Xiaodie, don't think you can fool the wicked young master just because you have Meng Shi backing you up."

"I wouldn't dare..."

The noise from upstairs gradually subsided.

No one could hear any more noise.

Han Feiyu put her hand back where it belonged. "Come on, let's ignore him and continue drinking."

"Young Master Han, I'll feed you."

"Young Master Han, ah~~"

Just as things calmed down, Han Feiyu felt several gazes coming from her. In an instant, she looked towards the cubicle opposite on the third floor, where the 'annoying guest' she had just glanced at was now staring at her.

"I want those three!"

The somewhat refined but scoundrel-like young man in black standing nearby immediately pointed at Han Feiyu.

Han Feiyu and the three women who were drinking with him also saw it.

The man in black pointed and said with a slightly mocking tone, "Hey, you down there, those three women of yours are mine now."

"Trying to steal people from me?!" Han Feiyu remained calm, but inwardly he cursed and glared angrily at the man in black. He was just a creature born after birth, and he looked rather pathetic. How dare he treat him like an easy target?

Lan Xiaodie, her expression displeased, looked at Han Feiyu with a forced smile. "Young Master, Zui Chun Lou will cover all your expenses here tonight as an apology. Is that alright?"

Everyone was watching Han Feiyu, wondering what this seemingly extraordinary young man would do.

The brief exchange of information had made them realize that the person upstairs had a powerful backer and that no one dared to offend him.

In ordinary places, cultivators at the Purple Mansion level are practically gods!

"Manager, if you say that, I might actually believe you?"

"nature."

Han Feiyu laughed, then pointed and said, "Let those girls next to that guy come over here too, let's switch places, I'll take the loss."

"Is it alright?"

hiss~

hiss!

What a tough kid.

Everyone was taken aback.

Unexpectedly, Han Feiyu was so tough. Didn't he know that the grandfather of that wicked young master was also a Purple Mansion cultivator with a high status in the Meng family?

Lan Xiaodie was taken aback.

The man in black, Meng Zhenghuai, was also enraged and directly threatened, "Kid, are you looking for death?"

"Oh……"

Han Feiyu smiled faintly, her expression quite sarcastic.