I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world
Chapter 85: The Red Lotus Sect, You’re Everywhere

Chapter 85: Chapter 85: The Red Lotus Sect, You’re Everywhere

The panderess’s face carried a coquettish smile as she directed her gaze toward Liang Hui.

"Is this gentleman visiting for the first time? You don’t need to carry these weapons in our safe haven."

Liang Hui nodded slightly but didn’t reply.

His palm rubbed against the sword hilt, feeling the coarseness in his palm.

Without amusing her, the panderess retained her smiling face.

Amidst the coy laughter, she took Huang Hao’s arm and headed toward the third floor.

"Young Master Huang, let’s go to room A1 now, the services of Fragrance Pavilion will surely satisfy you."

Liang Hui had a cold demeanor as he followed behind, scanning the environment around him.

Squeak!

The door, made of fir, was pushed open directly.

Revealing the room’s exquisite interior décor.

"Please come in, gentlemen."

The panderess pulled Huang Hao into the room and pressed him into a chair.

Liang Hui also took a seat beside him.

On the solid wood table before them, various pastries, drinks, and fruits were laid out.

Meanwhile, the panderess softly caressed her palm.

Clap! Clap!

Two figures entered in succession, one a woman in a blue gauze dress with a gentle face, holding a wooden zither, walking ahead.

After entering, she took a seat a few meters away from Liang Hui, gently placing the zither on the wooden table before her.

Another, a girl dressed as a swordswoman in red, holding a longsword, followed behind.

Her eyes brimmed with vivacity, curiously observing the environment after entering.

Seeing the scene, Huang Hao’s brows furrowed tightly, showing some dissatisfaction.

"Panderess, Brother Qin and I are here on serious business."

His tone grew involuntarily heavier.

He could still distinguish between what was important and what was not.

"Oh my! Young Master Huang, I certainly know you’re here for serious matters, but the manager isn’t here yet, it’ll take a while for him to arrive," the panderess said.

"Isn’t this why I’ve arranged for some girls, to keep you from getting bored?"

The panderess pointed at the two figures before her.

Without waiting for Huang Hao’s response, she speaks again:

"Qiu Yue, Lian Xue, begin."

Thud... ting... ting...

Snow-white fingers trembled on the zither strings, and the fluid sound of the zither rose, sometimes slow like a rapid stream, other times swift like a waterfall.

At the same time, the girl in red drew her sword, and in an instant, silver light burst forth, graceful as a soaring dragon, rippling like water, sparkling like fireworks among silver flowers, and as blooming as a peony flower.

A dazzling and captivating sword dance filled one’s vision.

Even Liang Hui’s gaze was involuntarily captured by it, not to mention Huang Hao.

The panderess quietly left the room, closing the door behind her.

The time it took for an incense stick to burn passed in the blink of an eye.

The sound of the zither gradually softened, and the sword’s light also began to fade.

Clap! Clap!...

Huang Hao applauded, exclaiming, "This zither, this sword dance, can be considered exceptional in this world."

Liang Hui also gently clapped his hands, but he didn’t say anything.

The girl in red sheathed her sword and cast her gaze toward the longsword at Liang Hui’s waist.

"Does this gentleman also study swordsmanship? How is my swordsmanship?"

"The sword is fine, and the dance is pleasing to the eye."

Liang Hui picked up a pastry from the table and took a bite before responding.

"Merely pleasing to the eye?"

A look of discontent flashed through the vivacious eyes of the girl in red.

Her voice took on a hint of petulance.

Such expressions and attitudes were clearly abnormal for a singing girl.

Liang Hui lowered his head and didn’t reply, busying himself with swallowing the pastry in his hand.

"Why aren’t you speaking? Do you look down on my swordsmanship? Then your swordsmanship must far surpass mine. Show me how it’s done, won’t you?"

The girl in red, her eyes filled with mortification.

Her swordsmanship had received much praise and favor; it was her pride. How could this man be so dismissive?

The words her mother had told her were already forgotten.

Liang Hui raised his head but did not look at the girl in red; instead, he looked toward the door.

Then, he turned his gaze toward the girl in red.

"Stepping on an ant without crushing it to death; it’s also difficult for me to control the strength required for that."

"You say..."

Whoosh!

The longsword was drawn from its sheath, and for a moment the entire room was as bright as day, a sinuous sword light flashing past.

Locks of black hair fell.

The woman in red’s complexion was ashen, feeling the cold metal against her neck.

Her palm rested on the hilt of the sword, trembling incessantly.

The swordsmanship she took pride in, at this moment she didn’t even have the courage to use it.

That instant, she thought she was going to die.

Clang!

The longsword was sheathed.

Liang Hui tilted his head slightly, giving a profound look at the woman playing the zither, her body enveloped in a Mana Field.

He walked back to his chair, disregarding Huang Hao who was at a loss next to him.

He picked up the pastries from the table and started tasting them.

Creak!

The door was slowly pushed open, and a woman in plain clothes stepped in.

The woman bore a grace and poise that naturally exuded elegance.

"Mother!"

The red-clad girl, with moisture in her eyes, looked as if tears would fall any second upon seeing the newcomer.

"It’s alright."

The woman approached, stroking the girl’s black hair, consoling her.

Only then did she turn her gaze to Liang Hui.

"Thank you for showing mercy, my daughter has offended you."

She then walked slowly to Liang Hui, took a seat in front of him, and signaled her daughter to come over.

At the same time, she gestured to the woman holding the zither to leave.

As the woman departed,

the lady began to speak slowly:

"I am the manager here; Elder Huang has already spoken to me about your matter."

Liang Hui set down the pastry in his hand onto the table, sensing the surging Inner Strength within the woman, as well as that familiar sensation.

It was similar to the feeling four days ago, facing four disciples of the Red Lotus Sect in the rain.

His eyes narrowed, he whispered softly,

"Let’s get started."

"No rush!"

The woman’s face bore an inexplicable smile.

Then, grabbing her daughter’s arm, she had her sit beside her.

"Your strength has exceeded our estimates; the risks we face are greater now."

"The compensation offered by Elder Huang is no longer commensurate with these risks."

"Manager, how can you go back on a deal that was already agreed upon?"

Huang Hao also regained his composure from the consecutive events.

"We’re not to blame for not adhering to rules; the sword you swung is not one that a novice in Marrow Refining can execute."

"Young Master Huang, if you’re dissatisfied, we can return the compensation we’ve received right now."

The plainly dressed woman watched Liang Hui with a smile that was not quite a smile,

curious about his next reaction.

"You..."

"What do you want?"

Huang Hao hadn’t finished speaking when he was interrupted.

Liang Hui’s gaze was profound, staring at the woman before him.

His fingers slightly curved, tapping lightly on the table.

"More money!"

"How much?"

"Six thousand taels."

Six thousand taels of silver he could produce, but to pay it out this way—

It was grudging!

Nevertheless, Liang Hui still patiently took out a small wooden box from his storage space and placed it on the table.

He pushed it towards the woman.

"This is six thousand taels of silver—let’s proceed with the jade plaque."

The woman stretched out her hand to open the wooden box, glancing through it, then nodded slightly.

"Young Master, your name?"

"Qin Dao."

"Your preferred cultivation technique, weapon?"

"Thunderflame Sword Technique, longsword."

A longsword, hmm?

The woman pondered while observing the bow and halberd carried on the youth’s back.

Afterward, they went through a few more basic inquiries and concluded their conversation.