Who is spreading rumors that my filial piety towards them has changed?

Each Immortal Treasure Pavilion was decorated according to the branch pavilion master's own preferences. Chu Mingkong knew that an Immortal Treasure Pavilion with such taste must be the one that appeared in Xiling back then.

He asked bluntly, "Qingse is the head of this pavilion, isn't she? Is she here?"

Zuo Qiuchi clearly recognized the owner of the Immortal Treasure Pavilion from the maid's attire. She was even more impolite than Chu Mingkong, exuding the aura of a Sword Immortal. She first boldly revealed her identity, and then began to touch the slender maid's small hands and waist.

A captivating and alluring voice rang out:

"Who dares to cause trouble in my Immortal Treasure Pavilion? It turns out to be the Little Prince of Xiling and the Left Sword Immortal. What brings you all the way to the capital to wreak havoc on me?"

The pavilion master responded, and the maid who had been teased by Zuo Qiuchi naturally led the way, but Zuo Qiuchi's groping was far too unrestrained.

If it were just an impudent man touching her, that would be one thing, but Zuo Qiuchi was a woman, and of extraordinary status. The guards and thugs were powerless to do anything about their female colleague being harassed like this.

"Sword Immortal Zuo, please don't make things difficult for this servant..." the maid whispered.

Chu Mingkong said righteously, "Master, where are you touching! How did your hand end up on this little girl's bottom?"

Just as the maid was showing a grateful look, thanking Chu Mingkong for getting her out of trouble, Chu Mingkong's large hand was also placed on her delicate buttocks, except that his hand was on Zuo Qiuchi's jade hand.

Chu Mingkong was obviously trying to take the opportunity to touch Zuo Qiuchi's hand, not at all to touch the maid's pert buttocks.

"I'm sorry, I can't get my master's hand away. We're stuck. Let me put it here with you for now, and I'll try to pry her hand away when I get the chance. Please bear with it for now."

maid:"......"

As Zuo Qiuchi touched it, he said, “Mingkong, the stockings you mentioned before are these kinds of ‘pants,’ right? They’re smooth and feel really nice. No wonder you’ve been thinking about them for so long back then.”

Chu Mingkong nodded, giving a thumbs-up with his free hand:

"Of course, the feel of this product is almost exactly what I imagined. It's just a pity that it can't be widely adopted because the production cost is too high. Actually, it's more comfortable to tear."

tear-

maid:"......?!"

Zuo Qiuchi: "Indeed, the voice sounds good."

Chu Mingkong: "Wait a minute, let me see if Qingse has any more. I'll buy you a few."

Maid: "...Young Prince, could you please stop fidgeting with your fingers?"

Chu Mingkong: "Sorry, I thought it was between my master's fingers. It's quite tender!"

Maid: "If it's the young prince, we can go somewhere secluded..."

Chu Mingkong remained silent, thinking to himself: Not bad, quite enthusiastic.

Led by a maid, the two soon arrived at a private room.

Incense smoke curls from the burner, and the zither and lute play softly.

"You two wouldn't tell me you just came here to flirt with my maids, would you?"

Chapter 80 Selling Some Junk to NPCs (47/51)

After Chu Mingkong and Zuo Qiuchi entered the room, the maid they had been touching vanished in a cloud of gold dust amidst a charming smile. Thousands of gold dust fluttered throughout the room, forming butterflies that danced behind the dark-colored zither, clustering together as if to welcome the woman's arrival. When the gold dust disappeared, a stunningly beautiful woman in a black cheongsam with gilded trim appeared there.

A pair of beautiful legs clad in black stockings moved with cat-like steps, their movements exuding endless allure. The woman, with her lips painted a fiery red, pressed her slender fingers against her fragrant lips as she sat on the table, her cheongsam swaying gently.

Her name "Qingse" sounds like "youthful," but her demeanor lacks the reserve of a young woman in her prime.

No, although it sounds the same as "youthful and shy," it also sounds the same as "romantic feelings"!

That's it!

"This is truly outrageous! The young prince, upon meeting Zuo Jianxian, harassed the maids in the pavilion, even putting his fingers on my most embarrassing places!"

Chu Mingkong didn't take it seriously: "Just now, when your avatar was walking, it wiggled its hips and rubbed against my little finger. Is it trying to scam me?"

Zuo Qiuchi and Chu Mingkong realized that the welcoming maid was Qingse in disguise, which is why they acted so decisively, wanting to see how long she could keep up the act.

Not only did they not come out to greet us in person, but they also sent an avatar to pretend to be there.

Qingse clapped her hands lightly, and two extremely beautiful young women entered from the side room where maids were waiting. After serving tea to the guests, they quickly disappeared from the room.

"I learned about the different meanings of the term 'extortion' from the young prince last time. This time, isn't it just to show the young prince how much of his master's essence he has learned?"

This refers to the time Chu Mingkong disguised himself as a beggar and came to her place, pretending to be a fool to prey on the maid.

Zuo Qiuchi didn't care about these things; she said to Qingse:

“I called those two girls back so I could hug them.”

"..." Qingse said with a fawning smile, "How about I let Sword Immortal Zuo put his arm around me? My waist is second to none!"

"Get out of here, you're smelling so strong it's almost pungent. I won't make things difficult for you. Just call all the girls here over and line them up so I can pick one out and see which one catches my eye. I'm not greedy, I just want two to keep me company."

Qingse: "......"

Do you really think this is a brothel?

Chu Mingkong didn't waste any more words. He said, "Your Immortal Treasure Pavilion should have a lot of intelligence leads. I need to know the specific information about a place name: White Tiger Plain."

Qingse got straight to the point quickly. She crossed her arms over her chest, supporting her exquisite, priceless flesh, and pondered for a moment:

"It's not a place name in the Tianji Empire. After all, the four guardians are the same, and the Tianji Empire is missing the White Tiger."

“But there are quite a few White Tiger girls as well,” Chu Mingkong interjected.

A question mark popped into Qingse's head. She didn't know what it meant, but instinctively felt that it was an obscure word.

"White Tiger Girl? Are you referring to the foreigner who has been stranded in the Celestial Empire?"

"It's nothing, please continue," Chu Mingkong waved his hand.

"For more specific information, I'll have to ask the other pavilion masters when I get back. I'll let the young prince know if I have any news."

Chu Mingkong nodded; he hadn't expected to find out so quickly.

"But not too long, as soon as possible, preferably within the next couple of days. If you find out, do you have a way to send us there?"

Qingse looked conflicted. After all, merchants aren't philanthropists, so they definitely have to negotiate prices: "But the fees might be a bit high. It involves bribing connections and asking other pavilion masters for help."

That's understandable. Different pavilion masters of Xianzhen Pavilion are responsible for different areas. They're similar to a multinational chain.

The reason the Pavilion Master of the Immortal Treasure Pavilion was so cooperative was because Chu Mingkong had provided her with new clothing ideas, which greatly boosted sales, making the quarterly revenue far exceed that of the other Immortal Treasure Pavilions. This was an unexpected stroke of luck; Chu Mingkong had only given the idea casually, never expecting the stockings to be so popular.

It seems that the power of stockings is indeed strong.

In Chu Mingkong's previous world, stockings had the attributes of work uniforms and erotic temptations, but here, stockings have become a conservative and elegant item!

Effectively covering the skin of the legs and preventing accidental exposure, some martial arts practitioners who prefer combat wear stockings with a skirt with a high slit, which makes them more convenient to move around in than ordinary skirts and prevents accidental exposure.

grace!

Chu Mingkong took out a bottle of high-quality Hehuan Dew from his system space. He now knew that the quality of Hehuan Dew extracted from Blue Sky and White Clouds fluctuated randomly, but it was at least grade five, which was quite good.

"How much do you offer for this Grade Four Acacia Dew?"

Qingse had a strange expression, wondering why the young prince was selling such things. Zuo Qiuchi also cast a long, gloomy glance at her.

"Mingkong, have you been hiding a lot of aphrodisiac dew? Are you planning to use your tongue to seduce me?"

"No!" Chu Mingkong explained, "I seized it at the Cui residence. It was that old man Cui Jiazhen's hoard of silver coins. He used these things to harm the maids in the mansion, so I just sold it!"

Qingse estimated the price as follows:

"The fourth-grade aphrodisiac dew is of good quality, but very few cultivators study this kind of aphrodisiac because the cost-effectiveness of refining it is extremely low, and it is difficult to openly use it. It can be used to pay for travel expenses."

To him, these acacia dews were just garbage generated by the lottery system. He couldn't give them away, so he had no choice but to resort to selling them for money.

He pulled out nearly forty bottles of Grade 4 Albizia julibrissin in one go and neatly arranged them on the ground: "Inspect the goods, and I'll buy them at a discounted price. They're all from Cui Jiazhen's private stash."

Qingse looked at him with more vigilance; even evil cultivators might not have his level of power.

Zuo Qiuchi worriedly said, "What if so many acacia dews are bought by someone with malicious intent and used to harm women?"

Chu Mingkong thought it made sense, so he took it back and then took out a large pile of Youth Preservation Pills and Forgetfulness Water, saying, "Selling this shouldn't be a problem, right? Let's clear out the stock; the quality is all pretty good."

Qingse looked at Chu Mingkong with mixed feelings. These items were expensive in terms of quality alone, but seeing him take them out like cabbages made her wonder if there was some kind of trap involved, such as if they would turn into stone radishes or something after he left.

So Qingse watched him rummage through things. After taking out the Youth Preservation Pill, he took out all sorts of exquisite jewelry. As he rummaged around, several large and thick jade dildos fell out.

"Would you like to buy these things? I'll sell them to you cheaply, or even give them away for free!" Chu Mingkong said seriously.

Zuo Qiuchi, watching from the side, covered his face, feeling a bit like picking up those few things on the ground and hitting him.

"If you buy these things, I'll give you a great fortune."

Qingse gave a professional smile and replied casually:

"Young Prince, you are joking. If these things were converted into spirit stones, they would be worth at least 400,000 spirit stones. We don't know when we would break even after selling them."

"I have a bottle of Albizia Dew that is between grade two and three, and I can consider selling it to you at a discount."

Chu Mingkong took out a white porcelain bottle, pulled out the stopper, and a subtle aroma of wine wafted out. Zuo Qiuchi, who had already suffered once, quickly moved away, while Qingse, who smelled the aroma up close, was already affected. Her face flushed red as she covered her thigh, her black-stockinged legs going weak and trembling.

"Do you believe me now? It's definitely a second or third grade treasure. Your Immortal Treasure Pavilion is still missing one more treasure to hold its own, isn't it?"

These things aren't for selling, but for showing off to others, to highlight the prestige of this shop!

Qingse's smile instantly became natural and charming, no longer so stiff and perfunctory:

"Buy! I'll buy those jade dildos too. If I can't sell them, I'll use them myself!"

Chapter 81 I'm not interested in bedroom arts

The cultivation world claims to be detached from worldly affairs, but many things are not fundamentally different from those in the mortal realm. How many people can truly patiently seek scriptures and inquire about the Dao, and dedicate their entire lives to ascetic cultivation?

Many people who are born into sects, upon discovering that their talents are average and knowing that they will never achieve any great Dao even if they cultivate until death, will early on become managers of sect affairs or mentor their junior brothers and sisters.

These immortal masters, as seen by ordinary people, formed their own small families, and it was not uncommon for their children to marry and become Daoist partners, with second and third generations of immortals emerging.

Qingse was such a second-generation immortal. She didn't want to be "married off" because the other party was a bit ugly, so she started the Immortal Treasure Pavilion, wanting to set up her own business. She worked her way up from a temporary auctioneer to the "top auctioneer," and then opened her own branch of the Immortal Treasure Pavilion.

It seemed like she had reached the pinnacle of her life and was finally able to establish her own business. But only Qingse knew how difficult it was to independently run a Xianzhen Pavilion. The supply of rare and precious items depended on connections; otherwise, which cultivator would sell to her? Attracting a large customer base was also a problem; otherwise, how would she sell the treasures she acquired? And without money, how could she continue to acquire things from others?

If one meridian is blocked, all meridians will be blocked, creating a vicious cycle.

Her Immortal Treasure Pavilion is now somewhat well-known, but it urgently needs a few impressive treasures to enhance its prestige and elevate its status.