Chapter 123: Chapter 122: Celestial Demon Dance and the Daoist

Along the way, the servants of the Xun Mansion all looked at Hongyi with envy.

Hongyi lived in the Xun Mansion as if she were not a servant at all. You see, Master Jiang was clearly imparting the Martial Dao to Li Hongyi.

As servants living in Mingwu City, they could clearly discern Qi-Blood.

The Qi-Blood on Li Hongyi was not weak.

Some Honored Guest Elders greeted Jiang Ming with a smile, and Jiang Ming politely returned their greetings.

However, after Jiang Ming and the girl walked away, the Honored Guest Elders turned their heads to look.

A hint of amazement appeared in their eyes.

This Honored Guest Elder Jiang had only been teaching this maid for two months, and she already had such Qi-Blood.

“Truly peculiar.”

If it were them, they would have already taken this girl as a disciple. Such talent is rare, yet this Honored Guest Elder Jiang seems indifferent.

Jiang Ming naturally didn’t mind much. His initial intention in teaching Li Hongyi was simply to have her help carry more things while wandering with him. That she possessed Martial Arts Talent was her own fortune.

“Hongyi.”

“Yes, Master.”

At this moment, Hongyi was laden with packages, even holding two bags in her mouth.

And from among these packages wafted waves of fragrance.

Without exception, it was the aroma of delicious food.

“Hongyi, to find truly delicious food, you still need to come to these street vendors.”

“Master is right indeed.”

Hongyi controlled her body, and the stability from her past training showed its worth as everything she carried stayed stable.

Hongyi tried hard not to drool, her little face wrinkling as she made funny expressions, as if this would help her control her saliva.

Thus, in the street, a young man in azure clothing moved gracefully, followed by a maid nearly swallowed by her many packages.

The people on the street were already used to it, and some vendors even called out for Master Jiang to try their homemade delicacies.

Some newcomers appeared surprised, but after hearing explanations, they showed either strange looks or smiles, some thinking Master Jiang an interesting person, others finding it absurd.

Jiang Ming ignored these gazes.

“Ah, Master Jiang.”

“Master Jiang is here. Master Jiang, please come inside.”

The two soon reached the entrance of Chunyi Pavilion; two graceful figures promptly came up to greet them. Their clothes were revealing, showing their long slender legs and cute belly buttons, while their fair, smooth faces were covered with a light veil, giving an air of elusive seduction.

Chunyi Pavilion was a famous brothel in this eastern part of the city.

“Alright, alright, here’s a tip.”

Jiang Ming casually tossed over two pieces of silver, then familiarly made his way to a seat on the second floor, from where he could clearly see the performances on the main floor below.

This was a new spot Jiang Ming had discovered in recent days.

Chunyi Pavilion… was rather interesting.

Several regulars greeted Jiang Ming with smiles.

Hongyi sighed in relief, skillfully laying out the delicacies before Jiang Ming.

Soon, the sound of silk and bamboo began to play, and the enchanting music made the guests in Chunyi Pavilion’s eyes flash with a hint of delirium.

In the main hall of Chunyi Pavilion stood a terrace on a pool.

A faint mist suddenly rose from the pool, and several figures with bare feet danced gracefully on the terrace, like Immortal Fairies or beguiling enchantresses.

Even though the dancers’ faces were obscured by veils and their features were unclear, their pure, enchanting, cool, yet passionate and uniquely compelling aura could be strongly felt.

This complex aura, like an alluring delicacy, drew countless guests into its trance.

As the dancers moved, the golden bells on their feet rang gently, their crisp sound unexpectedly harmonizing with the silk and bamboo music.

Everyone held their breaths, afraid their breathing might disturb the spectacle.

Jiang Ming sat casually, his eyes flitting between the food and the dance… Unruffled, as if in his previous life, every meal required a video to watch.

Unlike the other guests whose very souls seemed to be drawn in.

Meanwhile, across from Jiang Ming, Li Hongyi, her mouth watering, joined Jiang Ming in battling the food once permitted.

“The layman… is quite extraordinary…”

“This Celestial Demon Dance, placed here before this layman, merely becomes a spectacle.”

A gentle voice sounded, and Jiang Ming turned his head.

It was a long-faced Daoist, leaving a deep impression with his visage, yet exuding an inexplicable warm charm, more like a Confucian gentleman than a Daoist.

“Celestial Demon Dance? Quite an interesting name.”

Jiang Ming swirled the osmanthus wine in his hand, took a light sip, and then glanced at the long-faced Daoist.

“A Daoist? You must be from Longevity Temple?”

“Infinite Celestial Venerable, the layman is mistaken. I, the humble Daoist, am a disciple of Shuchen Temple in the Sea Suppression Main City, Bi Zhu.”

“To ignore this Celestial Demon Dance, the layman’s capabilities are significant; it seems you discovered something in this Mingwu City.”

“My Heart Lamp Ability can see certain peculiarities. I do not know why the layman is unaffected, but I can sense the layman’s heart is pure, showing no signs of demonic influence.”

Bi Zhu’s demeanor remained gentle, the enchanting tunes around him fluttering like a spring breeze, having no effect on him.

“I don’t know what the Daoist Master is talking about,” Jiang Ming smiled.

Bi Zhu sighed, his gaze suddenly piercing like a sword toward Jiang Ming.

Beneath Jiang Ming’s collarbone warmed, and a hot breath emerged, devouring the Eye Sword.

Jiang Ming slowly placed down the jade cup in his hand.

His gaze calmly landed on Bi Zhu, who felt as though a Fire Dragon’s shadow entwined Jiang Ming’s back, its fiery aura seemed ready to burn everything, yet this sensation quickly vanished, restoring everything to normal.

Bi Zhu grunted softly, a unique sparkle flashing in his eyes.

“Fire attribute Heart Lamp Ability…” The thought crossed Bi Zhu’s mind.

“Infinite Celestial Venerable, anyway, here is my contact talisman should you be interested…”

Bi Zhu sent a talisman flying toward Jiang Ming.

This, instead, piqued Jiang Ming’s interest.

A talisman? There are talismans even in reality.

Jiang Ming laid down his chopsticks and accepted the talisman.

Bi Zhu, thinking Jiang Ming accepted his offer, was pleasantly surprised.

Their cryptic conversation left Hongyi bewildered.

Hongyi glanced at the two, confused, and simply continued to focus on eating.

Jiang Ming squinted slightly, looking at the Celestial Demon Dance below.

He had long sensed something unusual about Chunyi Pavilion.

Through the enhancement of the Netherworld Cold Spring, Jiang Ming’s eyes noticed that as the surrounding guests watched the Celestial Demon Dance, wisps of unknown aura drifted out from them…

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