The sun and moon are both wrong; who made him seek the Dharma

Xia Chuan cleared his throat, his voice carrying a passionate, persuasive quality:

"Gentlemen."

Xia Chuan spoke slowly, each word seeming to strike a chord in one's heart:

"Why not follow me and abandon that bullshit Three True Mandates, and gain complete freedom in all endeavors!"

Hai Shan was the first to respond, slamming his fist on the table and standing up:

"Senior brother is right! The Nine Realms Sect shall rise to prominence!"

Gao Haoguang quickly followed:

"Senior brother is right! The Nine Realms Sect shall rise to prominence!"

The two looked at Bai Xiaoxiao.

Bai Xiaoxiao paused for a moment, looked left and right, and hesitantly raised her hand:

"Senior brother is right...right, isn't he?"

Xia Chuan flicked his sleeves, full of pride: "With the emergence of the Nine Realms Gate, we shall..."

He paused, a mischievous smile playing on his lips:

"Abandoning the Three Virtues, entering a brothel!"

Hai Shan and Gao Haoguang followed together:

"Abandoning the Three Virtues, entering a brothel!"

Looking at the excited faces of Xia Chuan and the other two.

Jin Miao fell silent.

Suddenly I feel like the Nine Realms Sect is being a bit too conservative.

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Jiang Mingzi said thoughtfully, "Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I used the same month's command."

"Hmph, that stupid little gray cub doesn't even know how to contact me. He's truly an unfilial grandson."

As she spoke, Jiang Mingzi's lips curled up in a smile:

"But this immortal lord is magnanimous and forgave him."

He activated the Moon-Shaped Token at his waist, his eyes filled with anticipation.

"Let me see what my little grand-disciple is doing!"

The same month's order flashes.

"Why not join me in abandoning that damned Three True Mandates of Heaven..."

"Senior brother is right!"

"Abandoning the Three Virtues, entering a brothel!"

Jiang Mingzi: ? ? ?

Chapter 52 The Perverted Xiao Gao

Shenxian Pavilion.

"Change the batch!"

The voice came from the private room on the second floor, carrying an air of imperious composure.

A group of beautiful women descended from upstairs, their jewelry jingling and their fragrance wafting in the air.

They wore professional smiles, but their eyes clearly showed some confusion and dissatisfaction.

Downstairs in the lobby, people were talking animatedly.

"How many batches is this now?"

Someone counted the people coming down from upstairs and clicked their tongue, saying, "There must have been at least five or six groups, right?"

"Is that young master in the private room upstairs choosing a concubine?"

Someone joked:

"Perhaps it's just that the young master is too proud and wants to meet Miss Yun."

"You don't want to ask directly, so you're being so generous?"

Everyone laughed.

Before the laughter subsided, a burly cook came down from the private room.

The cook weighed at least 200 pounds, with broad shoulders, a thick waist, and a face full of fat; the floor trembled when he walked.

He looked dejected and muttered, "I almost got it."

Everyone looked at each other.

Inside the private room.

The madam, Xu Niang, listened to the discussions downstairs and broke out in a cold sweat.

She stood at the door of the private room, the handkerchief in her hand twisted into a pretzel.

The young master in front of us has booked the entire second floor today, and he's spending money like water.

The girls met thirty or forty men, and even two of the cooks from the kitchen were called up.

She really didn't know what this man wanted.

Looking at the man opposite her, who was as burly as an iron tower, Xu Niang smiled awkwardly and said:

"Young master, may I take the liberty of returning the silver to you?"

Xia Chuan waved his hand, his tone as bold as if he were scattering sand:

Do you think I'm the kind of person who's short of money?

His gaze swept across to the opposite compartment, where, through the half-open door, he could see a graceful figure playing the pipa.

"Besides, isn't there another one in your building?"

The woman looked troubled, and she wrung the handkerchief even tighter in her hand:

"However, it is not appropriate for Miss Yun to show herself today; she should only play the zither in the building."

Xia Chuan's face showed displeasure, his brows furrowed, and his tone became more forceful:

"What kind of talk is that?"

He leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and slightly raised his chin.

"What I, Gao Haoguang, want, I must get."

I won't leave until I see that courtesan today.

Cold sweat poured down the middle of the woman's forehead, and her handkerchief was soaked through.

"However, Miss Yun is on her period today, and I'm afraid it will spoil your enjoyment, sir."

Upon hearing this, Xia Chuan's face lit up with joy, his eyes shining brightly:

"Such a good thing?"

"I, Gao Haoguang, love blood food the most!"

Such a divine delicacy, let alone eating it, even just smelling it can prolong life.

Xu Niang's smile froze completely on her face.

Ignoring her horrified gaze, Xia Chuan pulled a stack of silver notes from his sleeve and slammed them heavily on the table:

"Please invite them quickly, money is no object."

The stack of banknotes was about an inch thick, and all of them were the largest denominations.

Xu Niang's gaze darted back and forth between the silver note and Xia Chuan's face several times before she finally reached out and put the silver note away.

"I'll call Miss Yun over right away."

In the inn room.

The group sat around a table with a glowing teleportation talisman on it. Jin Miao's magic power maintained the image and sound within the talisman.

Xia Chuan's voice was transmitted through the telepathic talisman, word for word.

"I, Gao Haoguang, love blood food the most."

"Such a divine delicacy, let alone eating it, just smelling it a couple of times can prolong life."

An eerie silence fell over the room.

Jin Miao, Bai Xiaoxiao, and Hu Dasheng couldn't stop glancing at Gao Haoguang.

Gao Haoguang's face turned bright red, from his ears all the way down to his neck, like a boiled shrimp.

"Made up!!!"

He made all of this up!

Hai Shan sighed, patted Gao Haoguang on the shoulder, and said earnestly:

"It's alright, little brother Haoguang, I understand you."

Gao Haoguang looked at his only true friend who understood him, his eyes filled with emotion.

Hai Shan's tone was meaningful:

"It's best to treat these symptoms as early as possible."

Gao Haoguang, unable to bear it any longer, flew into a rage and kicked Haishan:

"It's at sea level!!!"

Jin Miao's eyes were complicated as she watched the two of them playfully fighting.

No wonder the museum owner specifically sought out these three for help.