Chapter 215: Brothel Direction: Devil-Refining Heavenly Heart Method

One day later.

Inside the Sawyer Estate.

Louis lay comfortably on the sofa, while Idith, giggling softly, placed his head on her soft flesh and gently kneaded his shoulders with her cool fingers.

Every so often, she slipped a grape into Louis’s mouth.

One must admit, courtesans truly mastered the art of handling men—this was merely child’s play.

Many modern spas’ so-called “Ice and Fire,” “Crystal Love,” or “Desert Storm” experiences were all ancient courtesan tricks long outmoded; true high-end courtesans no longer dabbled in such crude arts, but turned instead to winning hearts.

That is, revealing genuine emotion, half-real, half-fake.

Making you feel what first love, the pure white moonlight, the innocent girl next door truly meant…

With all these perfected techniques, Idith could rightly be called a man’s nemesis!

“So, where do you think your brothel should be established?”

Idith’s expression changed instantly; her body straightened slightly, her legs closed just a touch—and with these minor adjustments, her former seductive posture vanished completely.

A gentle smile appeared on her face; her entire demeanor transformed into that of a virtuous wife, radiating boundless tolerance.

“Whatever my master desires, I shall do.”

Even her voice subtly shifted.

It was as if she had become an entirely different person.

But Louis wasn’t fooled—he’d seen and experienced too much.

He smirked. “This is painfully awkward. Be normal.”

“Seriously, where do you want to go?”

Idith’s posture shifted again; she took Louis’s hand and slipped it beneath her clothing.

She pressed lightly…

“I think Hollywood would be perfect. You know—it’s the biggest circle of fame and fortune. Though male stars are vulnerable too, the worst exploitation still targets female stars.”

“Once I’m there, I can quickly establish an artist management company.”

“Then gathering intelligence will be easy—and I can also help you find beautiful women. Hollywood never lacks gorgeous dream-chasers.”

Idith trailed a strand of hair across Louis’s neck, exhaling softly; her warm breath drifted into his ear, damp and heated.

Louis remained unmoved.

Extraordinary self-control.

Come on.

He cultivated the Visualization Chart daily—if he lacked this much mental discipline, he might as well go smash his head against a tofu block right now.

Louis thought briefly and realized Idith’s idea was correct—or rather, it matched his own prior plan: in modern society, the entertainment industry was indeed the ideal hub for gathering intelligence, representing the pinnacle of courtesan craft.

She wanted to found an artist company—in a sense, she was becoming a madam.

Quite fitting.

He squeezed hard.

Louis opened his eyes.

“Good idea. But don’t limit yourself to female stars—male stars work too. Diversify. In America, there are plenty of high-ranking female officials and wealthy women. Don’t tell me your lineage has no methods for training male concubines.”

How could it not?

Ancient courtesan circles never excluded men—they were part of it too!

“I understand, Master.”

“Good. I’ll provide partial funding and use my connections to help you.”

Idith, who showed no sign of pain from the squeeze, immediately beamed with joy—but before she could enjoy it for two seconds, Louis warned her.

“Keep your dog under control. No more hunting ordinary people. If you cause a major incident, I’ll have to execute it.”

Louis’s voice was calm, yet bristling with lethal intent.

Idith hurriedly replied, “Yes, I will obey your command, Master.”

In the corner, Piliang, who had been crouching, tilted his head, as if confused by his master’s words.

Piliang was alive again, but his body had shrunk drastically—he was now a bony skeleton, and in his food bowl lay a pig’s femur.

Correct.

Not a human.

A pig’s femur.

Proof that even monsters can adapt their feeding habits under overwhelming force.

For Piliang, human flesh tasted delicious; other animals’ meat was merely inferior fare.

But he had no choice.

Unless he obtained new hospital corpses or killed enemies, Louis forbade him from hunting.

…

The next day.

After arranging everything, assigning a dedicated vehicle, and sending Idith and Piliang to Hollywood…

Louis stretched lazily.

He continued reading the Civil Code.

Shortly after defeating the avatar of the Great Demon Malphas, the Civil Code had granted him a new inheritance.

Perhaps because he had defeated a Great Demon—even though it was only a weak avatar—something had changed, and the inheritance was not insignificant.

One method: the Leakage of Wealth Technique. One method: the Devil-Refining Heavenly Heart Method. One method: the Yin Moon Body Refinement Art.

All three were fascinating.

Especially the latter two—not merely left-path arts, but methods that were both orthodox and left-path.

First, the Leakage of Wealth Technique: it was tied to an ancient folk belief.

Folklore held that a house must always be inhabited—even when the owner traveled far, they must leave behind a dog or something similar to guard it; otherwise, prolonged vacancy would drain its vital energy.

Even feng shui would shift, causing the house to lose its ability to attract wealth, bringing misfortune, and affecting the owner.

Most commonly, it prevented wealth accumulation, or caused new occupants to constantly lose money.

It was, essentially, an artificial method of creating a haunted house.

But this technique was useless to Louis—given his current status, power, and position, he had no need for such a punitive, fringe art.

He shook his head and turned his attention to the remaining two methods.

These were the real treasures.

Devil-Refining Heavenly Heart Method—Devil-Refining Chapter.

This method shimmered with radiant purple-gold light, signaling its extraordinary nature.

Indeed, it was extraordinary.

It was a method capable of aiding cultivation all the way to immortality.

Originating from a close friend of the Divine Lord—though details were sparse, it seemed this friend was his Dao partner… and perhaps even a righteous cultivator?!

Louis’s eyes widened slightly.

“Guanglin Immortal Lord.”

“My ancestor… damn, he’s impressive.”

Louis muttered under his breath.

A righteous Immortal Lord becoming his Dao partner—how could he not be powerful?

This Devil-Refining Heavenly Heart Method originated from Guanglin Immortal Lord’s Devil-Refining Heavenly Book, a lineage as formidable as the Left-Path Civil Code.

In fact, it was the core of the Devil-Refining Heavenly Book—unfortunately, only the Devil-Refining Chapter was available, not the full text. If both parts were united, the complete Devil-Refining Heavenly Book could grant divine favor by refining demonic heads into immortality!

One cannot be greedy. One cannot demand the impossible.

To have even this portion was already a great fortune; the other half could wait—no rush.

Louis studied it closely.

This method aimed to refine demonic heads, enhance cultivation base, accelerate cultivation speed, break through barriers, and purify the heart-mind.

One method, multiple benefits—powerful effects.

The Devil-Refining Chapter only granted the enhancement of cultivation through refining demonic heads; the heart-mind refinement was covered in the Heavenly Heart Chapter, which Louis had not received.

Even so, this was a tremendous gain.

With this portion, the difficulty of breaking through to Yin Spirit and achieving Yang Spirit would drop dramatically.

The two major obstacles to Yang Spirit breakthrough—the Demon Tribulation and the Yang Tribulation—would lose one: the Demon Tribulation. Naturally, the difficulty would plummet.

“Collect as many demonic heads as possible—slay and refine them. The more vicious and powerful the demon, the greater the benefit.”

“If you can gather ninety-nine great demons, you can refine a single demonic elixir. Swallow it, and you ascend directly to Immortal Realm!”

Louis’s eyes burned with desire.

“I wonder if demons count as demonic heads.”

He licked his lips. His heart grew urgent. No—he had to try.

If demons could serve as demonic heads, they’d be the ultimate cultivation accelerator!

Far superior to that ancient shamanic technique of swallowing ghosts.

That ancient technique was painfully slow, yielding minimal gains—far too little for Louis’s current Pure Yin Realm needs.

This Devil-Refining Method, however, offered multiple benefits with an extremely high ceiling.

It was the ultimate evolution of that ancient shamanic technique.

Louis immersed his spirit and began to carefully contemplate it.

Such a great law cannot be transmitted merely by looking.

It can only be understood through the spirit, verified through the heart.

Louis immersed his spirit.

He felt as if, without realizing it, he had entered some unknown realm, where a purple thunderbolt slithered like a serpent through dark clouds, bringing waves of oppressive terror.

At that moment, from the endless charred earth, countless pitch-black demonic shadows surged upward, clawing at the sky.

Ten… a hundred… a thousand… ten thousand… ten hundred million…

Impossible to count, utterly impossible to count.

They all had bizarre, grotesque forms.

Some resembled black mist, gathering and dispersing.

Others had single horns, massive and monstrous.

Others were skeletal bones, rising from death to life.

Others were mountains of corpses and seas of blood, erupting from the ground.

All manner of races were present, not merely humans.

The only thing they shared was the demonic aura—just one glance revealed it: a feeling of terror, sin, and darkness.

This was.

The thunder in the sky stirred.

The purple thunder serpent roared.

Boom!!!

A world-shaking lightning bolt.

A terrifying thunder dragon swept across the eight directions—big! big! big!

Boundless, infinite, endless.

Just one glance revealed it: the glorious might of heaven!

Louis glanced once, and his eyes burned with pain, his mind screaming in agony.

The next instant.

When he became aware of his own existence again, he had returned to reality.

He gazed blankly around him.

Confused and helpless.

(End of Chapter)