Chapter 10: Zui Xiang Lou

As the sun set in the west, guests came and went in a continuous stream; on the Tongtian River, the painted pleasure boats were lit by an endless expanse of lanterns.

Boat after boat drifted along the Tongtian River, emitting whispers of indulgence and pleasure, the atmosphere decadent.

Li Heng was certainly not interested in this.

It was not that he was a monk with a cold temperament, but rather that this World was truly too Weird and dangerous.

He had no heart to indulge in lewd pleasures. How did that saying go? With no woman in one's heart, drawing one's blade naturally makes one a god.

Let him gain enough strength to stand tall in this World, and then he could consider such matters.

He arrived at the bank of the Tongtian River and found a boatman at random.

This boatman appeared to be an old man nearing sixty, his face covered in deep furrows, looking incredibly aged. He held a pipe in his left hand, puffing out a ring of smoke every now and then.

"This young master, I wonder which boat you wish to go to?"

"Yuchun Residence? Xiangsu Pavilion? Xiaoxiang Pavilion, or Yiren Residence?"

This old boatman clearly took Li Heng for a guest coming to seek amusement, naturally rattling off the names of several flower boats.

Li Heng chuckled inwardly; these flower boats were truly interesting.

They were clearly boats, yet they used names like residence, pavilion, or building—were they trying to compete with the brothels in the city?

He did not intend to argue with the old boatman, instead pointing directly ahead at a massive flower boat, nearly three or four stories high.

"Where is that?"

The old boatman followed the direction of Li Heng's finger and could not help but be startled. "Reporting to you, young master, that is Zui Xiang Lou."

"Among the many flower boats, it is the only one that dares to use the name 'Lou' (building); its influence even exceeds many brothels in the city."

"Does the young master not know?"

Li Heng smiled slightly but did not answer; he spoke directly, "Then let us go to Zui Xiang Lou."

The old boatman very tactfully shut his mouth.

Naturally, if this young master, this guest, did not want to say, he would not ask; this was his philosophy of survival.

Those who know too much are often prone to dying.

During the journey to Zui Xiang Lou, the old boatman told him information about the place, which was quite colored with **.

For instance, the 'Zui' (drunk) referred to the grace of the beauties that made one intoxicated, and the 'Xiang' (fragrance) referred to the body scent of the beauties within the flower boat.

Every movement was graceful and charming, enough to make one infatuated and drunk.

Li Heng sighed in his heart.

How should he put it? Was this the evil feudal society? The poor were destitute, while the rich indulged in romance and luxury.

Some of the ways to play that the old boatman mentioned opened the eyes of this modern man, making him feel as if he had seen a new world.

He sighed repeatedly, amazed that one could even play like that.

One had to know, this was just hearsay from the old boatman, gleaned from a few words dropped by guests. If one were to experience it personally, there was no telling how soul-stirring and stimulating it would be.

Although Li Heng felt that this boatman had certainly been there; after all, he was only sixty and still quite vigorous for his age.

Gradually approaching Zui Xiang Lou, the sounds of debauchery grew clearer; Li Heng kept his expression unchanged, listening carefully.

He was sensing the movements around him; in his perception, he was getting closer and closer to that Weird.

He had already arrived before the flower boat of Zui Xiang Lou.

He paid the boat fare to the old boatman.

"Boatman, leave as quickly as you can; do not linger."

Hearing the strangeness in his words, the old boatman's peripheral vision could not help but catch a certain pattern on Li Heng's person.

His pupils shrank instantly.

Without even saying a word of thanks, he took the money and hurriedly rowed the boat away at high speed.

He had seen this pattern before...

Three days ago, a woman had also come to Zui Xiang Lou, and she had never appeared again since.

He had thought that woman was a courtesan who had come to Zui Xiang Lou just to sell herself, and he had felt a sense of pity at the time.

Now it seemed, it was somewhat strange.

The old boatman did not recognize this as the pattern of the Demon Suppression Division. But sixty years of experience gave him enough sense of crisis!

Li Heng looked at this flower boat of romance and luxury.

He stepped forward.

On the fourth floor of Zui Xiang Lou, at the top of the building.

This was a woman's boudoir, the entrance veiled by thin gauze; only by looking through the gauze could one see a charming and incredibly alluring figure.

If not for the arrival of an uninvited guest.

At this moment, there were three people in this boudoir.

Or perhaps, three things?

"Wang, I did not expect that after twenty years you would still exist, and even turn into a Weird wanting to seek revenge on me."

Inside the boudoir, a bewitching voice rang out.

A woman sat on the boudoir bed, draped in red, with a long, jade-like neck and a pair of long, moist, shapely legs exposed. Her eyes were filled with smiles, coyness, and allure, misty and watery, brimming with charm, the corners of her small mouth slightly curled up.

The woman continued to speak.

"Actually, I did not want it to be this way either. But the bloodline of your Wang Family is truly too stable; if I did not make love with others in front of Wang, how could I stimulate your bloodline?"

"And then extract Wang's Divine Dao Power?"

The woman stood up, looking bewitchingly at the Weird imprisoned in place—or was it the former Temple Keeper of the Earth Temple?

This Weird, who had caused the death of Cao Hong, was trapped by the light of the Bagua Mirror above the roof and could not move.

He revealed a ferocious expression that a Weird should not have, filled with immense rage, his muddled intelligence causing him to roar crazily.

"Damned... bitch!"

Having finally finished cursing this sentence, the woman broke into a smile. "A bitch? That's right, I am a bitch."

"In twenty years, I don't know how many men I've slept with. So you are truly pitiful; not having died completely, you even learned of this Reality."

The woman sighed with emotion, full of smiles.

"Perhaps I should have thought of it sooner; you must still possess the power of the Wang Family, and with twenty years having passed, at the time of the Node, you are indeed qualified to transform into a Weird."

"What a pity, you were truly too reckless. No, having turned into a Weird, how could you have a brain? It cannot be called reckless."

This woman turned her head to look at the woman beside her.

Or rather.

Is this the subordinate of the Temple Keeper Weird?

Her complexion was pale, with deep ligature marks on her neck, incomparably dead and silent, and she was wearing the uniform of a Demon Exorcist.

"Sigh, such a pretty girl, to think she was killed by you just like that. You have really invited big trouble; to dare to kill someone from the Demon Suppression Division, then I shall take you as compensation."

This woman shook her head, sighing with emotion.

"In life, you possessed Divine Dao Power, and I could not control you, but now that you have become a Weird, I can manipulate you as I please."

Having said this, her enchanting and beautiful lotus-like foot stepped directly onto the head of this Weird, and then a Rune lit up, imprinting directly onto the Weird's head, turning into a large character for 'slave'.

"In life you were my tool, in death you shall be my dog; this is a fortune many seek but cannot obtain."

This woman sighed with emotion.

She could not help but moan in satisfaction.

Having obtained a massive benefit twenty years ago, she never expected to pick up a useful tool for free now.

Even the heavens are favoring her, Shangguan Yan!

"Hm? An outsider has broken in here?"

Suddenly.

Shangguan Yan frowned, as if she had sensed something. She could not help but curse inwardly, knowing there would be trouble.

"Since you caused this disaster, then you solve it yourself!"

Shangguan Yan gave the order to this Temple Keeper Weird.