In a private room on the fifth floor of Huashang Building.
Zhao Yu glanced at Song Xiangjun: "You are a good dancer! She is also very beautiful, but after all, she is a mortal beauty, and she is indeed not as good as a female monk!"
Although Song Xiangjun's skin is snow-white, if you look closely, you can see that there are still many rough areas, which are not as delicate and smooth as the female monk's skin. Her pretty face is covered with delicate makeup, but under the foundation, her face is also rough.
Many small pimples.
At first glance, Song Xiangjun is prettier than many female cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage, but upon closer inspection, many of her shortcomings will be exposed.
An old bustard with heavy makeup and still charming appearance came to the high platform and said with a smile: "Dear guests, today is the day when Mr. Xiang opens his door to welcome guests. If anyone wants to be Mr. Xiang's first night guest, just ask the price! The one with the highest price will get it.
!"
"Five hundred taels of silver!"
"Six hundred taels of silver!"
“.…..”
The people gathered in Huashang Tower are all the powerful people of Changyang County, and a mere few hundred taels of silver is nothing to them.
The bald monk grinned and said, "One thousand taels of gold!"
As soon as these words came out, the sound in Huashang Tower suddenly became quieter, and curious eyes looked towards the box where the bald monk and his party were.
Many dignitaries present could also afford a thousand taels of gold, but not many people were willing to spend a thousand taels of gold just to buy a woman's first night.
Zhao Yu smiled calmly and said: "Three thousand taels of gold!"
There was a fierce light in the bald monk's eyes, he glared at Zhao Yu and said: "Five thousand taels of gold!"
Zhao Yu chuckled and said: "Six thousand taels of gold!"
"Who is that person? He can actually come up with six thousand taels of gold?"
"Those two groups of people are either lunatics, or they are powerful people from the capital! It's crazy to buy an oiran's first night with six thousand taels of gold!"
“.…..”
As soon as he said this, shocked eyes were focused on Zhao Yu. Song Xiangjun's eyes also flashed with curiosity, staring at Zhao Yu.
"Okay! Good! Good! Great! A mere mortal ant dares to argue with me! You are looking for death! Let me twist off your limbs! Make them into human pigs!!"
A hint of ferocity flashed across the bald monk's eyes, and he suddenly jumped up from his position, flying towards Zhao Yu, and grabbed Zhao Yu's arms with one claw.
A trace of sarcasm flashed across Zhao Yu's eyes: "Idiot!"
Streams of sword light shot out from Zhao Yu's side instantly, slashing at the limbs of the bald monk. The bald monk suddenly lost his limbs and fell to the ground, letting out bursts of shrill screams.<
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The short-haired monk's expression suddenly changed: "You are Zhao Yu!!"
Phew!
A flying knife of high-grade magic weapon level instantly penetrated the head of a monk dressed as a Confucian scholar, blasting a terrifying hole on the fifth floor of Huashang Tower.
The old bustard of Huashanglou stared at Zhao Yu and the short-haired monk with fear and envy, and slurred: "Immortal...immortal...person!!"
"Immortal!!"
"Could that be the legendary immortal!!"
“.…..”
The dignitaries in Changyang County looked at Zhao Yu and the short-haired monk in shock. They all knew that there were immortals hidden in Changyang County, but those immortals rarely appeared in the mortal world, and the same could be said for mortals who could see the immortals.
Very rarely.
Song Xiangjun stared at Zhao Yu with a burning feeling in his heart: "That's an immortal! His temperament is indeed different from ordinary people!"
The dignitaries in Changyang County glanced at the two men, quickly reacted, and began to flee in all directions. Even if there was a trace of aftermath in the battle between immortals, many mortals could easily be killed.
Zhao Yu smiled slightly and said: "The three murderers of Linshan, you dare to attack Jiuchenshanfang City, you should have thought of this day, right? I am very curious, who gave you the courage to dare to challenge me?"<
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The short-haired monk said solemnly: "Senior Zhao, I don't know what you are talking about! It is indeed wrong for my third brother to offend you! But Fang and the second brother ask themselves that they have not offended the senior. The senior acted like this without any evidence. Aren't they afraid?
Is it despised by the world?"
"Well said! Then, go to hell!"
Zhao Yu smiled slightly and directly used the Flying Knife Technique. A flying knife of mid-grade magic weapon level shot out instantly and shot towards the head of the short-haired monk.
A trace of despair flashed across the eyes of the short-haired monk, and he screamed in horror: "Master Golden Lion, save me!"
At the moment when the short-haired monk screamed, he simultaneously offered up a palm-sized crimson top-grade spiritual shield.
Dang!!
The flying knife hit the crimson spiritual shield with one blow, directly blasting the crimson spiritual shield into cracks. The crimson spiritual shield lost its spirituality and fell to the ground.
A turtle man suddenly raised his head, and suddenly emitted the terrifying aura of the early stage of foundation building, transforming into an old man seven feet tall, with muscles all over his body and gray hair.
"Zhao Yu, die for me!"
A glimmer of cold light flashed across the eyes of Master Golden Lion, and he activated a green hook of low-grade spiritual weapon level to fly out.
As soon as the green hook flew out, it bloomed with a faint green light and turned into nineteen extremely thick vines with sharp barbs and sharp spear-like vines that stabbed towards Zhao Yu.
A look of solemnity flashed across Zhao Yu's eyes, and his blood boiled all over. He used the flying knife technique, and a flaming flying knife of a high-grade magical weapon flew out instantly and stabbed a vine.
The flaming flying knife stabbed the vine, and the flames shone brightly, igniting the vine, cutting it off, and then continued to destroy the next vine.
Every time one of the nineteen thick vines was destroyed, a green light flashed and it quickly recovered. The remaining vines were beating the flaming knife as if they were alive.
The flaming flying knife only cut through five vines before losing its power and being knocked aside by those vines.
There are still nineteen of those vines, rushing towards Zhao Yu crazily.
The short-haired monk used a flaming fork with a high-grade magic weapon level to stab Zhao Yu.
Zhao Yu sighed quietly: "The true foundation-building monks are indeed extraordinary! Martial arts will never be able to match the immortal way!"
If Zhao Yu is really just an ordinary fourth-level body practitioner, and encounters an enemy like Master Golden Lion, he can only escape. If he escapes more slowly, he will only die.
"Do it!"
Before Zhao Yu could finish his voice, the White Ghost Emperor, who was standing behind him, wearing a mask and looking like a servant, opened his mouth, smiled ferociously, opened his mouth and spat out, and a jet-black ghost aura rushed toward the vines. Once those vines were caught in the ghost energy, they quickly turned black, rotted, withered, and withered.
In a few breaths, those vines disappeared, and a green hook that was polluted into pitch black fell directly from mid-air to the ground.
Zhao Yu casually slashed the flaming fork of the short-haired monk with a sword, sending the flaming fork flying away.