Chapter 239: Sights Within the City

Gazing at Triple Link City, imagining that beneath the thick rock layers, this golden pyramid still has more than half of its volume buried underground.

Beneath this golden pyramid lie two even larger pyramids hidden within.

"How magnificent." Wu Tie sighed from the heart.

He suddenly recalled that, in the Great Dragon Cavern under the Six Dao Palace's jurisdiction, he had first seen the elite warriors of Triple Link City. The weapons used by those ordinary soldiers were forged with astonishing skill.

Prosperous, powerful, inheriting an advanced civilization.

Yet the master of Triple Link City is so decadent.

Whether it be the royal house of the Great Peacock Dynasty or the present Twelve Executor Families.

Having overthrown the rule of the Magic Chapter Royal Family, these successors, from what Wu Tie has seen and heard along the way, he knows they are no better.

"But why is that?" Wu Tie stood on the summit and unconsciously asked himself.

Lao Tie told him, the greater the power one wields, the heavier the responsibility on one's shoulders; the stronger the power, the more one must do—not just for oneself, but more for others.

Power, influence—could it be merely to satisfy one's own selfish desires?

Shaking his head, Wu Tie gave a faint smile: "Grey Master, I need your wisdom, I need your guidance… as for Lao Tie, forget it… although he sometimes can utter astonishing words, he is simply unreliable."

He burst out laughing, and Wu Tie leapt up suddenly.

The mountain ridge trembled slightly; Wu Tie sprang up, leaping to a height of over a thousand meters, his body tracing a long arc as he jumped over ten li, then landed heavily. He pushed off with his feet and sprang up again.

Having nourished his body with Great Witch Essence Blood and mastered the Earth Fiend Seventy-Two Transformations, Wu Tie has gradually transcended the realm of mortals.

Over a distance of several tens of li, he merely leapt lightly three or four times and steadily landed on a main road leading into Triple Link City.

He landed soundlessly, only a gust of wind kicking up a little dust; Wu Tie tightened his belt and strode into Triple Link City. Following the map Huaguang gave him, he headed for Huaguang's private residence within the city.

Inside Triple Link City, there are many nobles.

Besides the Twelve Executor Families, the major powers from the thirty great domains ruled by Triple Link City also have varying numbers of their clansmen residing in the city.

Triple Link City is the ruler of the surrounding dozens of great domains.

Triple Link City is the power center, wealth center, strength center, and civilization center of the surrounding dozens of great domains.

People of all kinds come here for various purposes.

But no matter what purpose they have.

Those who can reside long-term in Triple Link City may not be smart, may not be strong, but they are certainly wealthy.

Ordinary people staying in Triple Link City must pay half a gold coin each day even if they do nothing.

But once you want to do something,

No matter what you wish to do, the required gold coins are not a small amount.

Of course, as long as you have enough gold coins, enough money, and do not provoke the Twelve Executor Families, you can do as you please in Triple Link City.

Wu Tie entered Triple Link City; having just walked into the urban area less than a hundred meters, in a nearby alley two scantily clad girls screamed and rushed out.

Their mental state was clearly abnormal; their faces were flushed, their bodies drenched in sweat, pupils dilated and unfocused, with saliva trickling from the corners of their mouths. Overly excited, they shouted loudly, running with one leg high and the other low.

While running, they also tore at the little clothing they wore, exposing large patches of fair skin.

Soon, several naked young men chased out from the alley.

Like the two girls, their faces were flushed, pupils unfocused, bodies slick with sweat; they staggered, laughing as they pursued the girls.

The two girls laughed and shouted, occasionally spreading their arms and spinning in place.

Wu Tie stared blankly at them when a pungent smell drifted over; he sniffed and realized it was a mushroom spore powder with strong hallucinogenic effects.

He waved his hand, a gust of wind rose and blew those spores far away.

The youths quickly caught up with the two girls, and the group began to tussle on the main street; soon some indecent actions appeared.

On the main street, passersby seemed accustomed to this, except for a few youths with extravagant expressions who stopped, pointing and laughing at the scene, while others went about their business as if nothing were happening.

Wu Tie seriously looked at the two girls.

They wore splendid garments and had voluptuous figures; using the secret technique taught by the dissolute Lao Tie, Wu Tie could tell at a glance they were not innocent but seasoned veterans of the pleasure quarters.

They laughed and frolicked, and while tangling with the youths, their hands skillfully roamed over their bodies.

Wu Tie shook his head… this was not some act of male bullying female, but a group indulging in their own pleasure, reveling to the point of forgetting themselves, a bunch of dissolute rakes.

He exhaled, Wu Tie lowered his head and continued forward at a brisk pace.

Indeed, those few young men had become aroused; their state was really rather shameful, and Wu Tie felt… his very eyeballs were defiled.

"Do not look at impropriety, do not look at impropriety, do not look at impropriety…" Wu Tie muttered as he hurried forward a few steps; the floor-to-ceiling window of a small building beside the road suddenly collapsed, and two naked figures shrieked as they tumbled out, crashing miserably into the flowerbed outside the building.

They were two remarkably handsome young men.

They had painted their faces and powdered them, their lips dyed as red as a monkey's buttocks, and their arms and legs were entwined in an extremely unsightly manner.

They seemed to have drunk too much; after falling from the building, they both lunged to the edge of the flowerbed's ditch and vomited loudly, then staggered to their feet, laughing shamelessly as they looked around.

Suddenly, they spotted Wu Tie at a glance.

At this moment, Wu Tie had transformed into a towering figure over ten feet tall, his face full of bristling beard, a mighty man.

The two handsome youths' eyes lit up with strange light, and they both trotted over to Wu Tie.

"Sir… so mighty and stalwart, would you care to go upstairs together and share drinks and conversation?"

"Sir, so stalwart, you are truly a man among men… ah, sir, wait a moment, listen to what we have to say…"

Wu Tie saw the two men approaching with bashful expressions, and instantly he felt his hairs stand on end, as if seeing a ghost, and he took off running.

The two young men relentlessly pursued him from behind, shouting loudly.

"One thousand gold coins, if you spend the night with us, sir, one thousand gold coins…"

"Three thousand, will three thousand work? Sir, sir… only a man understands a man!"

"Ten thousand gold coins, ten thousand gold coins… sir, do you know who else is upstairs?"

"Hey, hey… sir!"

Sweat poured from Wu Tie's forehead; he stomped his foot hard, the ground trembled, and the two youths dubbed Discerning Eyes Recognizing Pearls went weak at the knees, collapsing in a heap and unable to get up for a while.

Wu Tie took the chance to duck into a side alley, panting as he ran far away, then turned onto another main street.

Just as he reached this street, a sudden fragrant breeze blew, and a petite, soft body was shoved hard into Wu Tie's embrace.

Wu Tie stared down in alarm; his arms held an exquisitely beautiful girl, who had been shoved into his embrace, her body tilting as she gasped and was about to fall.

If it were an ordinary man, he would surely have chosen to tightly embrace the girl, support her, and keep her from falling.

But Wu Tie… he had indeed heard many strange and odd things from Old Tie.

For example, there is a practice known as 'bumping porcelain'.

Wu Tie's brows lifted; he suddenly threw his arms wide, retreated seven or eight steps, then shouted, 'Everyone look, I didn't bump this young lady!'

The girl cried 'Aiyo!' and fell to the ground.

A burst of laughter came from the roadside; Wu Tie looked over and saw dozens of spiritedly dressed girls, led by two tall, golden-haired, blue-eyed women with fiery figures.

A group of girls laughed together; a golden-haired girl pointed at Wu Tie and laughed, 'This man is interesting, interesting… Is there still a cat in the world that doesn't eat fishy?'

Another golden-haired girl fixed Wu Tie with a fiery stare: 'Take him back, take him back—such a sturdy, vigorous man is enough to play with for days.'

Wu Tie gave a sudden shiver.

The people of Triple Linked City… are they all crazy?

Just chased by two men, just having run onto this street, he then encountered a group of obviously immoral women.

Wu Tie drew a breath, shook his head, then took off running.

The girls excitedly whistled; two golden-haired girls shouted, leading the girls to take flight on their weapons, turning into dozens of cold lights that pursued Wu Tie.

The girl who had just been shoved into Wu Tie's arms also laughed out loud, and unexpectedly turned into a red light that shot straight up into the sky, chasing after him at great speed.

The girl's aura radiated outward, and Wu Tie only then realized in alarm that she was a Chonglou Realm cultivator, her cultivation at least at the twentieth heaven or above.

But the girl looked to be only one or two years younger than Wu Tie.

At such an age and with such cultivation, even if her cultivation had been forcibly infused with primordial grass, this girl's talent is easy to imagine.

Such a talented girl, yet she openly flirted on the street with a complete stranger she didn't know at all.

"Catch him… he's mine." The girl shouted furiously: "No man has ever dared to throw me to the ground… Tonight I'll first pull out his hairpin."

Wu Tie felt a creepy chill.

He shook his head; black flames flared on his legs, the Osiris-gifted war boots materializing, black sand and wind streaming from under his feet as his speed suddenly surged.

"Swish-swish-swish!"

Black grains of sand flew up from under Wu Tie's feet, each grain turning into a silhouette identical to him, scattering randomly in all directions as they ran.

In the snap of a finger, over a thousand silhouettes burst forth around Wu Tie.

The girls instantly became confused, shouting angrily, yet not knowing which to pursue was the real Wu Tie.

Wu Tie's true body, lost among the thousands of sand illusions, easily shook off the girls and turned into a side alley.

Inside the alley, the smell of blood was pungent.

Several richly clothed male corpses lay on the ground, while a dozen or so powerful cultivators surrounded a plump, prosperous-looking middle-aged man; one cultivator gripped the man's neck with one hand, pressing him against the wall, while with the other hand holding a dagger, slowly sliced a thin slice of flesh from the man's thigh.

The plump man screamed hoarsely: "If I sell this batch of goods, I'll double your pay… double it……"

"Don't blame me; I didn't intentionally default on your payment… As soon as I unload this batch of goods, I'll double your pay!"

As Wu Tie ran into the alley, he happened to hear the man's hoarse, exhausted cry.

A dozen or so cultivators heard Wu Tie's footsteps and simultaneously turned to look.

Wu Tie concealed his aura, leaking no trace of spiritual energy; the cultivators looked at him, and one waved a hand: "Brother, have you never seen someone asking for wages?"

Wu Tie stood there dazed for a while, and these cultivators, too lazy to bother with him, turned their attention back to the plump man.

The plump man continually begged hoarsely, constantly promising to raise their pay—from double to triple, then quadruple, quintuple, sextuple…

Meanwhile, the dagger-wielding cultivator bluntly told the plump man they no longer wanted any payment, since he had failed to pay on time, which was already a breach of contract.

Since it's a breach… then they want all the goods the plump man brought this time.

"Boss Jin, money or your life?" the dagger-wielding cultivator smiled at the plump man: "Come, speak the password to claim the goods… The warehouse in Triple Linked City is the property of the Crimson Lotus Clan; we dare not barge in and forcibly take your goods."

The plump man absolutely refused to speak the password to claim the goods from the warehouse.

The cultivator then slowly cut another slice of flesh from his thigh.

Wu Tie looked at the several richly clothed male corpses on the ground, then at this group, and hesitantly asked: "Actually, you're committing murder for profit, right?"

One cultivator turned, impatiently waving at Wu Tie: "That's right, we're killing for profit—who let him squander his wealth, leaving no money to feed the brothers? This has nothing to do with you… get lost!"

Another cultivator turned and coldly shouted at Wu Tie: "Brother, in Triple Linked City, no one ever meddles in others' affairs; those who do end up dead… You won't meddle in our affairs, will you?"

Wu Tie fell silent for a moment, looked at the plump man's ashen face, then at these cultivators with fierce expressions, and still rushed out.

A few afterimages flickered, and a dozen or so cultivators each took a punch to the chest, each breaking seven or eight ribs, spitting blood as they flew back.

Wu Tie hauled the plump man out of the alley, casually tossed him to the ground, and strode away.

The plump man stared blankly, his eyes rolled, he sprang up and followed closely behind Wu Tie.

"Sir, are you interested in making a big deal?"

The plump man smiled honestly: "I'm Jin Mancang, a straightforward… merchant."