Chapter 1494: Rain After a Long Drought

Translator: CinderTL

Though the excitement in Song Wen’s eyes was feigned, his heart still fluttered at the prospect.

If he could truly learn Huang Yangshu’s whereabouts from Rong Ziming, it would be an unexpected boon.

But Rong Ziming shook his head.

"How dare he come to such a noisy place as a brothel? What would become of Ancestor Rong Luan’s reputation if he were seen here? The women trained in brothels are far more... spirited than those outside. Though he’s obsessed with them, it’s always the Hundred Fragrances Pavilion that sends them to him."

"Then, Young Master Rong, do you know where they’re sent?" Song Wen asked via telepathic transmission.

"I don’t. Perhaps a high-speed Giant Flying Ship outside the city, a secluded temporary cultivation cave, or even a courtyard within the city walls. Huang Yangshu would never let outsiders know the exact location." Rong Ziming’s telepathic reply carried a hint of amusement, as if he relished mocking such a prominent figure.

Song Wen didn’t press further and changed the subject.

"Fellow Daoist Rong, are you a regular at the Neon Robe and Jade Stream?"

Rong Ziming’s eyebrows arched, and a lecherous smile spread across his face.

"One is fiery, the other cool. Sharing a bed with them... it’s a unique kind of pleasure."

Song Wen’s eyes brightened slightly.

"What you say resonates with me. The Neon Robe is seductive, while the Jade Stream is aloof..."

The two men chatted animatedly, finding each other quite congenial.

Soon, the subject of their conversation appeared at the doorway.

"Fellow Daoist Rong, I must take my leave now. We’ll discuss this further next time," Song Wen said.

"Very well."

Rong Ziming’s gaze had already been captivated by the two women at the door, leaving him no attention to spare for Song Wen’s words.

Song Wen exited the private chamber and stood in the corridor outside, looking down at the bustling hall below.

After scanning the hall, he slowly descended the stairs and threaded his way through the crowd until he reached the madam he had previously encountered.

"Young Master Jiang, please calm your anger. Young Master Rong specifically requested Neishang and Shuyu, and I truly had no choice. How about... I arrange two other girls for you instead? I guarantee you’ll be satisfied," the madam said, her face ingratiating as she assumed Song Wen was here about the two girls being taken.

"I don’t need anyone else!" Song Wen refused flatly. "You’ll do."

With that, he turned and headed toward the stairs, intending to return to his third-floor chamber.

"Me?" The madam’s face showed utter astonishment.

After all these years of retirement, I still have such appeal?

She glanced down at her voluptuous figure.

Not bad, is it?

A smile spread across her face as she hurried after Song Wen.

"Young Master Jiang, wait for me!"

After they entered the room, Song Wen turned and closed the door behind them.

The madam, meanwhile, began to... undress.

Seeing the snow-white shoulders revealed beneath her clothes, Song Wen’s expression turned cold.

"Put it back on!"

The madam froze, her heavily powdered face etched with confusion.

"Young Master Jiang, didn’t you ask me to serve you?"

"When did I ever ask you to serve me? I just have some questions to ask."

"Oh."

The madam dejectedly smoothed her clothes. Then, with a hint of resentment, she asked, "I won’t take a single coin. Wouldn’t you... consider it, young master?"

Song Wen ignored her. Instead, he flipped his hand and produced a storage pouch, tossing it to her. "If your answers satisfy me, all these spirit stones will be yours."

The madam caught the pouch and examined its contents. Her eyes suddenly lit up with excitement!

The pouch contained ten thousand high-grade spirit stones.

"Young Master Jiang, ask whatever you wish. This humble one will answer without reservation."

With that, she tucked the pouch into her bodice, as if afraid it might be snatched back.

"Can the Hundred Fragrances Pavilion send girls to clients’ homes?"

"Yes, yes!" the madam nodded vigorously. "It’s true, but it requires an additional fee. If you need such a service, I can arrange it for you."

"Have you ever sent girls to Senior Huang Yangshu of the Rong Clan?" Song Wen asked, specifically using divine sense to transmit his words.

The madam’s eyes suddenly narrowed, her pupils involuntarily widening in shock.

She didn’t know why this "Young Master Jiang" was inquiring about Huang Yangshu, but for a mere Divine Transformation Stage cultivator to pry into the secrets of a Body Integration Stage great power was practically suicidal!

"Young Master Jiang, while the Hundred Fragrances Pavilion is merely a place for pleasure, it has powerful patrons behind it. The internal hierarchy here is strict, and as a lowly madam, I have no authority to deal with a senior like Huang Yangshu. They have specialized personnel for such matters..."

As she spoke, the madam produced a storage pouch.

"Young Master Jiang, perhaps you should take these spirit stones back?"

"Heh!" A cold smile curled at the corners of Song Wen’s lips.

He had been staying at the Hundred Fragrances Pavilion for a full month, and he knew the madam well enough. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have sought her out for information.

"Xu Yan!"

Song Wen called out the madam’s real name and continued,

"As I understand it, you have a son named Xu Xiao, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator? Five years ago, he joined the Enforcement Team of Yijing City, which is under the Rong Clan, and even became a squad leader. His duty is to monitor the vast wilderness surrounding the city, preventing any malicious elements from targeting Yijing City, correct?"

"You wouldn’t want him to suddenly meet with an ’accident’ during his patrols, would you?"

Song Wen leaned close to the madam, his eyes fixed on her with a sinister gaze.

The cold smirk on his lips was like a blade gleaming with cold light, and a flicker of panic flashed in the madam’s eyes.

She stumbled backward two steps, widening the distance between them.

"You... are you threatening me?" The madam forced herself to calm down. "Young Master Jiang, though I am merely a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator and no match for you, this is the Hundred Fragrances Pavilion. If I send out a single message, countless guards will arrive in moments. At that point, you’ll be in an impossible situation. Let me leave, and I’ll pretend this never happened."

Song Wen’s smirk vanished. With a flick of his finger, a blur of motion shot into the madam’s mouth.

Her eyes widened abruptly.

She felt something burrowing into her body, slithering along her meridians toward her dantian.

She desperately channeled her spiritual power, trying to expel it, but the thing was too agile and slippery; her power couldn’t stop its advance.

"What is this?"

"A Gu," Song Wen replied, his expression indifferent but his voice as cold as frost. "This is the Blood Earthworm Gu. It’s dormant now, but when it awakens, it will burst your dantian."

(End of the Chapter)

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