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Not long after Jiao Nanwu left, Su Yan, who was sitting with her aunt on the upper floor of the walled building, was looking forward to closing time when a group of young masters barged in at the door and started shouting and cursing as soon as they entered, which made Su Yan turn her head.

"Huh? Mother, what are you doing in the pen?"

But the young master's smugness didn't last long, because the leader of the swearing young master saw a woman with an extremely familiar face playing cards in the brothel, and his arrogant demeanor faltered. He lowered his head and went over to put on a show of maternal love and filial piety.

Where is your father?

The woman didn't pay much attention to her son. After glancing at him sideways, she threw away the mahjong tiles in her hand, focusing her attention primarily on the card table.

"Don't let me find out from you which brothel or pleasure house he's currently in, or I'll tear your mouth off right now."

"No, after lunch, Father went out for a walk in the streets. He would never have gone to a brothel or a pleasure house without Mother's knowledge."

The young master was covered in sweat, and the others with him remained silent, not daring to even breathe.

Madam Wen's family is from the Demon Suppression Division, and the Demon Suppression Division, which is in charge of inspection, makes everyone who sees her cower in fear.

Madam Wen, who came from such a family, exuded the air of interrogating a criminal in every word and action. Her imposing presence, even without anger, terrified her own son, making his legs go weak.

"Um"

After Madam Wen nodded slightly, Wen Juntong scrambled around the ladies and ran to the back to catch Zhou You, who was trying to escape through the back door.

However, because his mother was still alive, Wen Juntong did not dare to make a loud noise in the main hall. He grabbed Zhou You and took her directly to the backyard where Su Yan usually cultivated.

"Aren't you going to go and see her, Auntie?"

Su Yan witnessed everything from the walled building and looked at his aunt to ask.

He wasn't worried about Zhou You getting beaten up, he was just worried that if they made a mess of the place, he'd have to clean it up himself, and that kind of service would cost Su Yan extra!

"There shouldn't be any problem. They seem to know each other. Besides, how could a Qi Refining cultivator possibly teach a Foundation Establishment cultivator a lesson?" Auntie waved her hand, not paying much attention to the children's squabbles.

"Then I'll go take a look."

After her aunt said it was alright, Su Yan ran upstairs to the second floor, opened Xiao Bai's bedroom door, and peered out the window to watch what was happening in the backyard.

Su Yan absolutely loves joining in the fun!

“Zhou You, tell me yourself, do you deserve to die? You cheated me out of three years’ worth of New Year’s money, and you even said you’d cover for me. Now look what you’ve covered for me.”

Wen Juntong had a fierce look on his face, holding a pet that looked like a small wild boar in his hands.

After he finished speaking, he held up the creature in his hand, which looked like a young wild boar, in front of Zhou You.

"Won't you flinch when you see a big stick?"

——Sandstone! "

The little wild boar spoke in a human voice, its mouth extremely foul, and immediately launched into three spittle-like curses at Zhou You in a single second.

"Hey, hey, hey, why are you resorting to personal attacks? Take your 'Shanhuan' a little further away."

Zhou You seemed to recognize the creature, but he dodged to the side, lacking the courage to confront the little wild boar directly.

Although it looks like a wild boar, the wild boar's real name is Shan Huan. It is a kind of monster that lives in the mountains and forests and is not physically harmful. It has a strong sense of territory. Once a creature enters its territory, Shan Huan will start cursing regardless of its cultivation level.

Shan Huan's most distinctive feature is its foul mouth, but it is also because of this foul mouth that it is a best-selling pet monster.

"You damn liar!"

Wen Juntong looked furious and didn't bother to talk to Zhou You. He held up Shan Huan as if it were a Gatling gun, spraying bullets at Zhou You the whole time.

"Why the hell!"

"Old Wen, do you have any shame? How can you be so shameless? Isn't it normal for business to have both profits and losses? You've lost three years' worth of New Year's money, and you're acting like I didn't lose any. As for covering up what? How would I know? What husband gets beaten up in the head while visiting a brothel?"

"My home! How dare you even visit my father?"

Wen Juntong said with a face full of resentment, "You made a promise, but you actually went back on your word at the last minute, ruining my father's life!"

The feud between Zhou You and Wen Juntong dates back to two years ago when they had just turned sixteen.

Unlike Zhou You, who preferred exotic landscapes, Wen Juntong always held high hopes for the Myriad Flowers Pavilion.

Upon reaching adulthood, Wen Juntong wanted to ask his father for some spirit stones to spend the night at the Wan Hua Pavilion.

Wen's father was shocked and waved his hands repeatedly. He then solemnly told Wen Juntong that Wanhua Pavilion had a demonic background. Although it was like a brothel, it secretly conducted intelligence and assassination transactions. If your mother found out, she would skin us both alive and hang us on bamboo poles.

No, no, you mustn't go to a brothel!

But Wen Juntong was also a stubborn one; he insisted on finding a Golden Core stage woman to drink with him.

After a while, Wen's father also developed other ideas. The father and son planned an autumn outing, intending to go to the Wan Hua Pavilion to experience the smoothness of the cultivators' skin.

Zhou You was part of the plan; she even lent her best friend money to Wen Juntong so he could fulfill his dream.

As a result, that bastard Zhou You deserted in the face of battle, leaving behind someone to tip him off.

The Wen family father and son were arrested, which also caused other members of their profession to lose face.

Madam Wen led her troops directly into the Wanhua Pavilion and gave the Wen family father and son a severe beating.

Two years ago, Wen's father's life became as bland and tasteless as a monk's. The maids in the house were replaced by servants, and there wasn't a single female in the huge Wen mansion. If Wen's father glanced at a woman while he was out shopping, the servants would make sure that he would die a horrible death when he returned home.

"Tell me, isn't my father's life miserable enough!" Wen Juntong angrily denounced Zhou You's despicable behavior: "If you had just said you didn't have time that day, we wouldn't be in this mess. If my father commits suicide, it will definitely be your fault!"

"How can you blame me? When you went to the brothel, why didn't you just openly announce your arrival? I've never seen anyone so bold! You didn't even bother to disguise yourselves and just walked in through the main entrance!"

Zhou You retorted to Wen Juntong, clearly unconvinced.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 18 The Ten Witches of the Undying Kingdom

"Visiting the Wan Hua Pavilion is one thing, but I've never seen you do it so arrogantly and shamelessly. Why didn't you go there in a grand sedan chair or a heavenly horse-drawn carriage to make a show of it?"

"Hey! Stop your whining, Zhou thief! Stick your face out so I can punch you a couple of times, or I really won't swallow this insult. My father has a share too!"

Wen Juntong continued his relentless pursuit, chasing Zhou You until she was jumping up and down and running back and forth in the backyard. The entire backyard was filled with the shouts and curses of Shan Huan and Wen Juntong, as well as Zhou You's defiant refusal to apologize even in the face of death.

The two were shouting and chasing each other, and Wen Juntong's friends who had come with him did not come to their aid.

Because Zhou You's identity was somewhat suspicious, they didn't know his true identity and therefore dared not do anything to him. Otherwise, they would have already stepped forward to help him, massaging his hands and feet and pouring him some soy milk to sober him up.

………………

"Ha ha ha ha."

Su Yan, who had been watching the show from the second floor, pieced together the grudges and affections between Wen Juntong and Zhou Youni from their back-and-forth conversation. Su Yan leaned on the windowsill and covered her mouth to avoid accidentally bursting out laughing.

"You guys really have a knack for making a brothel feel like you're in Infernal Affairs. You guys are really something."

Su Yan himself had been to Wan Hua Ge, but he went there with an exploratory mindset. It was no different from an ordinary brothel, except that all the girls there were cultivators with cultivation levels.

Cultivators like those from the Myriad Flower Pavilion are collectively known as demonic cultivators in this primitive continent.

The definition of a demonic cultivator is someone who uses techniques or spells that harm others for personal gain.

The girls in the Myriad Flowers Pavilion not only charge exorbitant prices, but they also extract a little spiritual energy from cultivators during the hand-touching session, turning it into an aid to their own cultivation.

This is normal for Su Yan, after all, he was born in the Southern State where the demonic path is prevalent, and all the brothels there basically follow the same procedure. It's just that Wan Hua Ge, as a chain store on the mainland, charges spirit stones.

However, the Wen family, father and son, also suffered a tragic fate.

Su Yan did not sympathize with their plight, because Madam Wen came to him to ask for a child. She guessed that she was really disappointed in Wen Juntong and was preparing to make one last effort to have a child.

"Little fox~ It's closing time!"

Just as Su Yan was watching the show from the window, her roommate Xiao Bai quietly walked in, smiling broadly as she approached Su Yan from behind. She grabbed the little fox's bottom with both hands and gave it a squeeze: "Why are you sticking your head up so high?"

Su Yan was startled and instinctively lunged forward, almost leaping out of the second-floor window like a flying fox.

But Xiao Bai wrapped one arm around his waist, pulled him into her arms, and grinned mischievously: "Don't worry, it's me."

"It's precisely because of you that I don't trust you, you scoundrel!"

Su Yan struggled hard and barely managed to break free from Xiao Bai's embrace. She walked along the wall with a wary expression, afraid of exposing her back to the talented Xiao Bai.

Xiao Bai, a talented woman, originally came from a family of military generals, and the entire clan practiced martial arts. Later, when her father led troops to the south to suppress the Nightmare Town cultists, he was bewitched and inadvertently brought the plague back to the barracks, causing all the soldiers in the southern army to be bedridden and almost ruining the country's affairs.

Xiao Bai got her name from her fair skin, but she didn't have any special talents. Her indomitable spirit and strong physique were her assets in the brothel. She worked as a henchman and received her salary from her aunt.

However, because the brothel business was not doing well, Xiao Bai's salary was pitifully low, barely enough to make ends meet. As for redeeming the sister from the brothel, that was impossible.

Xiao Bai comes from a family of military generals. He has a wild and unrestrained style, and his boldness is in no way inferior to that of an ordinary man.

She was the one who counted the single and double breasts on Su Yan's chest.

Su Yan felt intimidated when he saw this female hooligan.

"You stay there, I'll go help close up shop!" Su Yanyi warned Xiaobai sternly, telling her to stand there, and then slipped out of Xiaobai's dormitory in a flash.

The Xia people have varying degrees of liking for white foxes. Some, like Xiaobai, are fond of cute and adorable animals and prefer the primitive form. Su Yan's human form holds no appeal for her, but after he reverts to his original form, Xiaobai can place him in front of her and hold him tightly.

If left alone with the fox, Su Yan believed that Xiao Bai could teach him to be a mature fox.

If it were a normal situation, it would be fine, but this little white thing is a serious Fu Rui fanatic. Every day, it makes Su Yan turn back into his original form so that it can be held in its arms and squeezed. This is really unbearable for Su Yan. He has asked the doctor on Rouge Street more than once if this situation of little white thing is normal.

The doctor nodded and said it was normal; after all, she also wanted to see Su Yanbai's true form as a fox.

Su Yan was shocked and ran back to her aunt's side.

The higher one's rank in the imperial court, the more devout one's belief in the nine-tailed fox becomes.

This was the case among the upper echelons of the Xia Dynasty, because His Majesty the current emperor possesses half the blood of a nine-tailed fox.

She is a celestial being who descended to earth in the form of a fox and inherited the bloodline of the Nine-Tailed Fox Queen.

Whether you believed in the nine-tailed fox before or not, from the moment you entered the court as an official, you had to believe in it. Otherwise, it would be considered disobeying His Majesty the Emperor and showing great disrespect to the late Emperor and Empress Dowager. At the very least, you would be dragged out and beheaded.

The belief in fox spirits spread from top to bottom. Even those who didn't believe at first began to believe in the nine-tailed fox through self-hypnosis passed down through generations.

The nine-tailed white fox symbolizes imperial power and divine strength, and the people of Xia Yu all yearned for the might of the heavens.

However, a nine-tailed fox was out of the question. Famous divine beasts were not so easy to find, and even if one were found, ordinary cultivators would not have the ability to touch a nine-tailed fox. Therefore, in the homes of ordinary people in Xia Yu, white foxes symbolized good fortune, and high-ranking officials and nobles would also keep some white-furred foxes.

The higher-ranking white fox demon can be used both day and night.

A fox with fur as pure and silky as Su Yan's, without a trace of yellowing, was practically tempting to commit a crime for Xiao Bai, who came from a military family.

She had never seen such fair skin at home, and now that she was in a brothel, she was excited to see it. If she missed this opportunity, she might not have another chance to enjoy herself.

Su Yan thought Xiao Bai was a pervert.

But Xiaobai felt that she was perfectly normal. After all, such a beautiful white fox, sticking out its rump and wagging its fluffy tail in its boudoir, would be an irresistible temptation for any decent girl.