Chapter 743 - 430: What Kind of Maid Doesn’t Serve in Bed?

For the next period of time, the main focus was the Cultivation of the Dragon and Tiger Kan and Li Skill. He strove to help the women successfully achieve Foundation Establishment in the shortest possible time. Currently, among his five Dao Companions, only Gongsun Jinghong had broken through to the Dao Foundation Realm. Without forming a Dao Foundation, even if they achieved results in cultivating Sound Rhythm Skills, they wouldn’t be able to play much of a role in the Xuanwu Poison Domain. Moreover, since these women would follow him on future expeditions, the absolute minimum requirement was the Dao Foundation Realm. Fortunately, Zou Feng had intentionally nurtured them from the very beginning, and the Cultivation of the Dragon and Tiger Kan and Li Skill had laid a solid foundation for them. Therefore, it wouldn’t be too difficult for all of them to achieve Foundation Establishment in a short period of time.

After Zou Feng left, Shangguan Rongrong turned to Zhu Caiwei and said, "Sister Caiwei, let me take you to the bedroom that has been prepared!" Once Shangguan Rongrong realized that Zhu Caiwei was very approachable, she became extremely warm toward her.

"There’s no rush..."

However, Zhu Caiwei’s response made the smile on Shangguan Rongrong’s face freeze, soon replaced by a look of confusion. The reason was simple—Zhu Caiwei’s voice had completely changed. Compared to her previously timid and cowardly tone, she sounded like a completely different person. Looking at Zhu Caiwei’s current expression only confirmed this further, as if everything before had just been a disguise.

"Sister Caiwei?"

At this moment, Zhu Caiwei’s eyes were entirely focused on Zou Feng’s departing figure. She didn’t immediately respond to Shangguan Rongrong’s second call. Instead, with an eerie smile on her face, she slowly stood up straight. Standing over two meters tall, she stood head and shoulders above the other Demonesses. Only after Zou Feng’s figure disappeared from sight did Zhu Caiwei let out a few strange laughs. She then swept her gaze over the other Demonesses, licked her lips, and asked, "Have any of you shared the master’s bed?"

Zhu Caiwei had clearly transformed into someone else. Her aura had become chillingly wicked, fully displaying the imposing might of a Golden Core Great Demon. Now, not only Shangguan Rongrong but all the other Demonesses were completely dumbfounded.

"I asked you a question!" Zhu Caiwei scolded with a frown.

Shangguan Rongrong shuddered and snapped back to reality. "No... we’ve never shared his bed... Uh, it’s not that we don’t want to, but the master has never made such a request..." At this point, Shangguan Rongrong’s tone carried obvious resentment. After all, if she really had to share his bed, she would be a hundred times willing. These past few days, they could only listen to or watch Zou Feng engage in Dual Cultivation with the female masters. Every day, they saw the female masters glowing with vitality, their Cultivation visibly and continuously improving. Faced with such massive benefits, Shangguan Rongrong and the other women had long been craving it.

Scorpion Spirit Tao Yaoyao chimed in wistfully, "The master probably holds a prejudice against the Demon Race in this regard. The most we’re responsible for is warming the bed..."

"Warming the bed?" Zhu Caiwei’s eyes revealed her confusion.

"The five female masters have respectively cultivated the Five Elements Skills. We correspond to the five elements with our Five Poison Creatures. Before the masters officially begin Dual Cultivation, we are assigned to the respective Five Elements Room to cast our Poison Techniques... So we just call this process warming the bed."

PFFT.

Zhu Caiwei couldn’t hold it in and burst out laughing. "What a bunch of useless trash! If maids can’t even share the bed, what’s the use of keeping you around?!" After laughing for a few moments, Zhu Caiwei’s gaze sharpened, and she actually started cursing at them directly.

Tao Yaoyao felt very displeased by the scolding, but intimidated by Zhu Caiwei’s overwhelming aura, she could only hold her tongue.

"Don’t be defiant. The master has no interest in women of the Demon Race? Then is it possible that, due to some prejudices, he simply hasn’t tried the wonders of our kind?

"Since he hasn’t tried, how can you say he’s not interested?

"Not to mention that so-called interest is cultivated slowly!" Zhu Caiwei spoke with assurance. "You lot don’t even know how to seduce the master. If you aren’t trash, what are you?"

Her words left Shangguan Rongrong and the other women completely speechless. Even though they knew Zhu Caiwei was spouting twisted logic, they couldn’t find a way to refute her in the moment. Of course, the most important point was that they genuinely wanted to share his bed.

"However, since the master is somewhat repulsed, there’s no need to rush. We can take it slowly and subtly influence him..." Zhu Caiwei grinned. She then lowered her voice and eventually just communicated through telepathy.

After discussing secretly for a long time, the other Demonesses gradually agreed with Zhu Caiwei’s viewpoint, nodding repeatedly in agreement. After all, sharing a bed wasn’t just about currying favor with Zou Feng. It was an exchange between Poison Cultivators that could bring them enormous benefits.

Once the Demonesses had finished their discussion, Zhu Caiwei suddenly shivered. Her previously proud and upright posture naturally hunched over again. Soon, her eyes showed confusion as she asked, "Ah... what... what just happened to me? Sisters, why are you looking at me like that..." Zhu Caiwei felt a bit creeped out by the four pairs of eyes staring at her and unconsciously took two steps back.

The other women thought, "So when you stand up you’re the older sister, and when you cower you play the younger sister, huh?"

Shangguan Rongrong and the other women looked at each other in dismay, finally realizing that the previous rumors about Zhu Caiwei having a severe mental illness were indeed true.

From then on, inside the Water Curtain Palace, the Demonesses each displayed their Divine Skills, beginning to compete for attention in extremely subtle ways. For example, Shangguan Rongrong would frequently expose her veritable snake-like waist. She even took the initiative to ask Su Qingyu to teach her how to dance, gradually figuring out a belly dance unique to herself. At the slightest provocation, she would break into an impromptu, awkward dance. Tao Yaoyao, on the other hand, kept her scorpion tail hook exposed at all times, wanting to sting everything she saw. Toad Demon Han Ying took a different approach, seeking out Lu Wu to learn how to sing. Her unique toad mating call produced a distinct kind of seduction. But the ringleader, Zhu Caiwei, didn’t take any action, as if she were brewing some Big Move.

In truth, Zou Feng could naturally tell that these demons were starting to act up, but he didn’t care. In his eyes, these behaviors were just the Demonesses’ natural instincts. If they didn’t act like monsters, could they still be called monsters? Therefore, as long as they didn’t go overboard, Zou Feng couldn’t be bothered to intervene. He knew that suppressing one’s nature was actually extremely detrimental to Cultivation. Anyway, he could unleash his Sage State. Although he would inevitably feel moved at times, once his Sage State was activated, no one’s temptations would work on him.

Several days later, Zou Feng received news that Liu Chenyu had dismissed her eight Dao Companions. Regarding this, Zou Feng simply thought the woman had a screw loose. He wondered if Liu Chenyu was naive enough to think that he would compromise just because of this. Of course, he couldn’t jump to conclusions. Perhaps after being provoked by him, Liu Chenyu had comprehended something new, meaning she no longer needed to rely on the Replenishing Skill for her Cultivation. He had to admit that, despite her flaws, her Cultivation Talent was truly high. She had almost accumulated enough energy at the Golden Core Realm Late Stage...

It was worth mentioning that the condition for becoming a Direct Disciple in the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect was not determined by one’s lifespan. In other words, being young was useless. Instead, it depended on the scale of the Celestial Tribulation one triggered when forming their Nascent Soul. If the level of the Celestial Tribulation wasn’t sufficient, even if one successfully broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm, they would only be qualified for positions like Upper Sect Elders and couldn’t become a Direct Disciple. This was exactly why the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect, despite its profound heritage and having no shortage of Nascent Soul Realm experts, still only had a little over a dozen Direct Disciples.

On the evening of the day he received the news, an unexpected guest arrived in front of the gates of Huaguo Mountain Water Curtain Palace. Zou Feng, who had been practicing his Poison Skill, sensed it immediately. After all, this was one of the big shots on the List of Gods arriving.

With a flash of his figure, Zou Feng appeared outside the gates of the Water Curtain Palace. Walking toward him in a dazed, desolate state was Du Rentian, the ultimate simp who had long been on the list and possessed the highest realm and strength among Liu Chenyu’s eight former Dao Companions.

Zou Feng wondered, "Was he dumped by Liu Chenyu and came to take his anger out on me?" But the Celestial Dao Cauldron was suspended high in the sky. If Du Rentian actually attacked, it would be no different from suicide. He couldn’t possibly be that stupid. Zou Feng could never understand how a simp like Du Rentian had managed to become a True Disciple. However, although Zou Feng couldn’t sense it before, he was now certain that Du Rentian’s strength was truly not weak. He was a very solid Golden Core Realm Middle Stage cultivator.

"Brother Du has graced my humble abode. What guidance do you have for me?"

Since he didn’t yet know why this simp had come, Zou Feng naturally wanted to figure it out first.

Du Rentian looked up. He didn’t respond immediately but began to stare blankly, examining Zou Feng. "I heard... you cultivated the Nine Immortal Ascension Skills... Have you learned the Path of Emotion Severance?"