My Wife Is A Sword Immortal
Chapter 554 - 359 Divine Furnace — Pure White Cold Palace

Chapter 554: Chapter 359 Divine Furnace — Pure White Cold Palace

The Zuixian Building set up on the Pavilion was a sight to behold in the middle of Xingzi Lake.

To the left of the massive hull, numerous luxurious small boats were docked.

However, the other side was completely empty.

On the right side of the hull, there was only one intricately designed staircase, embedded onto the hull cleverly so as not to affect it.

Reserved exclusively for distinguished guests traveling the ancient Star River path.

At this moment, another multicolored firework splendidly burst in the night sky above Xingzi Town.

It was a quarter past the hour of the Pig.

As the night deepened, Xingzi Town and Xingzi Lake grew increasingly bustling.

It seemed that all expected guests had already arrived tonight.

At this time, Zhao Rong, Zhao Qian’er, and Li Bai were ascending the steps to the Zuixian Building.

The steward of the Zuixian Building, waiting for guests, swiftly regained his composure and went through the boat to invite a gorgeously dressed, beautiful-faced woman out.

Seeing the steward’s attitude, this woman must hold a high position within the Zuixian Building.

With a smile on her lips, she enthusiastically stepped forward to welcome the distinguished guests coming aboard from the ancient Star River path.

After ascending the stairs onto the boat, Zhao Qian’er took a step back, no longer clinging to Zhao Rong’s arm, and followed behind Zhao Rong with Li Bai, each step matching his.

She was bowing her head as if lost in thought, and upon seeing this, she remained silent.

This Zuixian Building, as one could tell from its name, was not what one would call a respectable place, illuminated by lanterns and abounding in wine.

Zhao Qian’er had inquired about it before and, indeed, it was just as she had suspected.

Actually, there were brothels too on the mountain, catered towards male cultivators, but these were not like the worldly brothels filled with vulgar and banal beauty.

The brothels on the mountain, whether in terms of the women or the forms of entertainment provided, were more elegant and sophisticated.

The hostesses and dancers who welcomed guests were not ordinary women who merely possessed beauty.

However...

In Zhao Qian’er’s eyes, a brothel was still a brothel; its essence was essentially a place providing ’certain services’ to men, and its nature could not change.

Just like scholars always say they regard their companions purely as confidantes; wasn’t that just coveting the flesh?

And this Zuixian Building was the place with the most ’confidantes’ in the eyes of the men of Xingzi Town.

It was also the most bustling spot.

Apart from Zhao Rong, nineteen students from the Justice Hall, including Gu Yiwu, were here.

It had been this way for several nights in a row.

However, they hadn’t taken the initiative to come here on their own; rather, Zhao Rong had earnestly forced them to.

And now, Zhao Rong himself was here.

Zhao Qian’er relaxed her eyebrows, glanced at the silhouette of big brother Rong’er, and continued to quietly and obediently follow him closely.

The woman welcoming the guests had already taken a good look at the three newcomers, and at this moment focused all her attention on Zhao Rong, giving him a bow.

"I’ve seen the young master before. My name is Yue Niang. Is the young master here to listen to songs, enjoy dances, drink, or to discuss poetry and skills with the lovely ladies inside?"

Zhao Rong thought for a moment, "Can I choose all of them?"

Yue Niang was momentarily stunned but quickly filled her face with a smile.

She smiled, fluttering like flowers, and coquettishly said, "Oh, the young master is really humorous. The girls inside will definitely like the young master’s wit. Sure, of course, it’s all up to you how we play."

Zhao Rong blinked.

It was actually his first time at such a place, and he was a bit nervous; however, it was always a bit awkward on the first time. Going inside once would make it easier and even just brushing by the entrance was an experience. Having a start meant he would be familiar with the path ahead.

Just like after Zhao Rong spoke for the first time just now, he didn’t feel nervous anymore.

Nevertheless, although the Zuixian Building was a place of sensuality, it also served as a combined restaurant and dance hall, not solely engaged in the flesh trade but offering a diverse range of services.

In Zhao Rong’s words, it widened his path.

However, his offhand first remark seemed to trigger a special option — all of them?

Images even started forming in Zhao Rong’s mind.

Ding, hidden mission activated, an all-inclusive full experience...?

Zhao Rong cleared his throat twice, shook his hands, and got straight to the point, "I’m here to find someone. Is there a guest named Gu Yiwu? We have an appointment, please take us to him."

Yue Niang delicately acknowledged and turned to instruct a running steward with a phrase, who then briskly entered the building, seemingly to check at the front desk.

"This way please, young master."

Yue Niang led Zhao Rong and the others slowly inside the building. Along the way, the stream of guests coming and going was endless and very lively.

As they walked, she smiled and asked, "What name shall I use to address the young master?"

"Lin Wen... cough... Lin... Are you asking this? MY surname is Zhao, styled Ziyu," Zhao Rong almost reported the name of a close brother.

Fortunately, he stopped in time.

Wow, almost a conditioned reflex.

Zhao Rong muttered to himself.

Yun Niang covered her mouth with a handkerchief, again laughing so hard that she shook like a leaf, as if it was a necessary skill for old brothel madams.

"Mr. Zhao, don’t tease with this poor woman. I am but withered flowers and fallen leaves, unworthy of such respectful address. Don’t waste it on me."

Facing the ’earthquake’ in front of him,

Zhao Rong kept his eyes fixed forward, looking straight ahead.

Too small, the scale seemed too small.

As an ’Inner Chamber Disciple’ under the tutelage of a certain Mr. Zhu, against such ’minor aftershocks’, it wasn’t worth the blink of an eye, let alone proving oneself as a formidable man.

Well, let’s not overthink it; Zhao Rong always regarded Zhu Yourong as a revered and unattainable mentor... though he often ’looked up’ to her, the more he visited, the harder it became to leave.

There’s a saying, "One should aim to reach the pinnacle, from which all other mountains will appear small."

The tasteless Zhao Rong sighed lightly.

It turned out that earlier, it wasn’t only him teaching some Ms. Zhu calligraphy; she, too, was teaching him in other aspects.

Yue Niang continued to silently observe Zhao Rong’s expressions.