Chapter 293: Sigma Men Do Not Fall into a Woman's Trap

"Hahaha! Daoist, are you satisfied with this scene?"

Listening to Hu Wanwan's smug voice, Ren Yidao shifted his gaze from the youth who was crying for reasons unknown, and looked at the women kneeling all over the ground before him.

Slender or plump, each possessed their own beauty.

It is no exaggeration to say that even an Emperor from the ancient times of his past life would likely not have the fortune to see such a scene.

Because these women were by no means ordinary people; each and every one of them was a cultivator with no low level of cultivation!

Although most were only in the Human Realm, it was still enough to make one marvel.

Hu Yaoyao lowered her head, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly, feeling secretly smug in her heart.

She knew that no man could remain calm after seeing such a scene.

Never!

"Not bad."

But facing such a stunning scene, Ren Yidao only commented indifferently before shifting his gaze away, without the slightest intention of lingering.

"Let's go, let's go inside and take a look."

After saying this, he walked straight past Hu Yaoyao and through the fairies kneeling on the ground.

Hu Yaoyao, who had remained in place, suddenly opened her eyes wide, looking back at the youth's retreating figure in disbelief.

He left?

How could he just leave like that!?

At the very least, shouldn't you say a few words to me?

The owner of Tianxiang Pavilion, who had never failed to ensnare a man, simply could not accept being ignored by Ren Yidao!

"You..."

Completely subconsciously, Hu Yaoyao called out, wanting to make him turn his head and look at her again.

But before she finished calling out, she saw Hu Wanwan shaking his head covertly, and she suddenly realized the extraordinary nature of the other party's identity.

Hu Yaoyao had no choice but to forcibly suppress her urge to call out, and turned her head to the other side.

She forced a smile, revealing a flawless, perfect smile to Wang Baodong, "What are you still waiting for? Why not enter the pavilion?"

The face she lost with Ren Yidao, she would take it all back from this lucky youth!

No man can refuse me!

And after hearing this call, Wang Baodong seemed to suddenly snap out of it, and then, without hesitation, slapped himself hard across the face.

Slap!

Hu Yaoyao:?

"You..."

Then, in Hu Yaoyao's bewildered gaze, the youth with a red and swollen cheek actually turned around, ran off the bridge, and charged headlong into the crowd.

"Ah?"

He left?

It's one thing for him to leave!

How could you leave too!!?

Only Hu Yaoyao remained, her hand still raised, her eyes wide as she kept asking herself one question in her heart:

"Could it be that I am no longer alluring enough?"

The skin under Hu Yaoyao's veil twitched continuously, and finally, she let out a fierce snort.

Hmph!

"Investigate for me! Within half an hour, I want all his information!"

"He is one thing, but you too?"

"I want to see what qualifications you have to play me for a fool."

"The Daoist is truly kind-hearted. If not for your helping hand, that kid would have made a huge fool of himself."

"Having finally passed the test, only to fall into the water, he would have become famous in Hu City, hahaha!"

Hu Wanwan didn't pay attention to the farce at the entrance, and was even less aware that Tianxiang Pavilion had produced its first-ever oddity who passed the test but refused to enter the pavilion.

Without needing to fall into the water, from this day forward, Wang Baodong would already become a legend in Hu Kingdom.

Hu Wanwan and Jiang Mingzhi walked behind Ren Yidao, chatting about the small detail from just a moment ago.

"The Daoist first gave him the chance to enter the pavilion, and then helped him out; could it be that you have developed a desire to cherish talent?"

Cherish talent?

Ren Yidao smiled, shook his head, and said casually:

"It was merely leaving behind a good connection on a whim."

"Although that kid has some talent for sword cultivation, if he lacks the guidance of a Master... he will struggle to achieve greatness in the future."

Not to mention ordinary people, even average cultivators could not see the mystery in Wang Baodong's sword dance, only feeling that it indeed had a unique charm and was quite beautiful.

But Ren Yidao was different; he had once engaged in deep combat with Li Qiushui, who possessed the Heavenly Sword Spirit Body, and had experienced the pure Sword Intent within her.

The grand and domineering Tyrant Sword Intent.

And yet, in Wang Baodong's sword dance, there was actually a trace of unformed Sword Intent!

If Ren Yidao hadn't slightly activated his Heavenly Eye, he would not have been able to capture that minuscule Sword Intent.

But even if it was weak enough to be ignored, it was indeed genuine Sword Intent.

Sword techniques are easy to cultivate, but Sword Intent is difficult to achieve.

And although Wang Baodong was only a mortal, he had managed to cultivate his own Sword Intent by chance; he could be considered a small genius of the sword path.

Meeting is fate, so Ren Yidao went with the flow and gave him an opportunity.

Letting him make a name for himself in Hu City, letting him become an honored guest of the Hu Family, and giving him the chance to step onto this treacherous path of cultivation that makes countless people bow their heads.

But his help ended right there.

Just a tiny genius from the Eastern Wasteland, not worth him spending much effort on.

Whether he could grasp this opportunity or not, Ren Yidao was too lazy to intervene further.

The opportunity has been given to you; the rest depends on whether you are actually useful or not.

Good luck!

Young man~

"Sword cultivator?" Upon hearing this, Hu Wanwan's brows twitched; he waved his hand to summon someone, whispered a few words into their ear, and then dismissed them.

"If the Daoist does not wish to take him as a disciple, then I will have someone make contact with him."

Ren Yidao shrugged: "It doesn't matter to me. This is your territory; you don't need to ask for my permission to do anything, just don't take his life."

"That goes without saying; my Hu Family never takes the initiative to make enemies."

Hu Wanwan patted his chest in assurance, promising he would never do anything to harm Wang Baodong.

This was truly not him just spouting nonsense; the Hu Family had always held such a tradition.

If one could be used by the Hu Family, they would show goodwill, keep them for cultivation, let them marry a Hu girl, and finally give birth to offspring with the Hu Family bloodline.

If not... they would still form a good connection, take the initiative to send him a few Hu girls, and if he didn't accept, they would still ensure he left his seed in the Hu Family.

As for whether Wang Baodong was willing, that didn't matter; the Hu Family had plenty of ways to make men obedient.

Ren Yidao did not know what kind of future Wang Baodong would encounter, and even if he did, he would only sigh, "What a lucky lad," and would not ask further.

Anyway, in his view, Wang Baodong wouldn't be at a loss...

"Two lords!"

At this moment, Hu Yaoyao, having adjusted her emotions, chased after them, swayed her waist as she walked to the side of the three, and said with a charming smile:

"I still don't know what requests the two lords have today?"

"Are you here to listen to music? Or enjoy a dance? Or perhaps you want to play games with us sisters..."

Hu Yaoyao's attire at this moment was vastly different from when she was outside the building; the white gauze covering her body had been removed, revealing the extremely revealing outfit underneath, as well as her beautiful physique.

She also removed her veil, revealing a stunningly beautiful face that looked to be between a young girl and a mature woman, possessing the charm of both playfulness and maturity.

Hu Yaoyao was confident that no man could remain calm after seeing her in this state!

Even the old monks of the Western Desert, she was confident she could make them stir with worldly desires, unable to resist wanting to join her in the mortal world.

This time, Hu Yaoyao guessed right; Ren Yidao raised an eyebrow and looked her up and down a few extra times.

Good!

Sure enough, you still took the bait!

Hu Yaoyao felt settled in her heart, smiled triumphantly, and took the opportunity to expand the fruits of her victory.

But Ren Yidao, who should have been infatuated, moved half a step away without a trace as she actively leaned in, causing her plan to hug his arm to fall through.

Still dodging!?

For a split second, Hu Yaoyao really wanted to disregard everything and ask him:

"You aren't even moved by this? Are you even a man?"

No, that's not right!

It should be this:

"You wouldn't happen to like men, would you!?"

After several failures, Hu Yaoyao was truly starting to waver.

Jiang Mingzhi noticed Hu Yaoyao's awkward situation and coughed to break the tension:

"Ahem, Sister Yao, Daoist Ren is here to rest; just send him to my private room to rest."

In terms of seniority, Hu Yaoyao was actually Hu Wanwan's aunt, and Jiang Mingzhi was originally supposed to call her aunt, but she always insisted on everyone using their own forms of address, so he had to call her Sister Yao.

"And Wanwan and I want to drink a bit more; you don't need to worry about us, just find a few more sisters to keep us company."

Jiang Mingzhi knew exactly what Hu Yaoyao was thinking, but it wasn't easy to point it out.

As for whether she could succeed, Jiang Mingzhi couldn't say for sure, and he was a bit curious.

However, judging from the few probes just now, it didn't look very optimistic.

"Daoist, what do you think?"

Ren Yidao glanced at Hu Yaoyao, turned back to scan Jiang Mingzhi and the other, then smiled and nodded:

"Fine."

"You two brothers go ahead and catch up; Ren will go rest first. We shall meet tomorrow morning."

Hu Yaoyao gave Jiang Mingzhi a grateful look, smiled elegantly, and led the way in front.

"Daoist, please follow me."

……

……

Watching the two walk away one after the other, Jiang Mingzhi suddenly revealed a smile that all men understood and lowered his voice:

"Old Hu, do you think Sister Yao will come back?"

Hu Wanwan understood immediately and laughed as well:

"Hahaha, hard to say! Maybe we won't even see her by noon tomorrow."

"Never mind them. You've finally come to Hu City, how can we not drink until we drop? You didn't drink enough just now, so you can't run away now!"

Jiang Mingzhi sneered twice and hummed:

"Run? Why would I run? With your measly capacity, do you think I need to run?"

Both were regulars at Tianxiang Pavilion, so they didn't need a servant to lead the way; they went straight to a familiar private room and began to drink freely.

Jiang Mingzhi took the opportunity to vent all his frustration from returning from Beigan to Hu Wanwan, but he didn't go into details, vaguely glossing over the specifics.

Although Hu Wanwan pretended to be listening, his mind was not on drinking at all.

After the trouble that was Ren Yidao had been lured away, Hu Wanwan finally found a chance to be alone with Jiang Mingzhi.

Take action?

No, that would be too stupid.

Only a foolish madman would take action on his own turf.

The two of them drank cup after cup, jar after jar, and soon their eyes became bleary with intoxication.

Seeing the atmosphere was just right, Hu Wanwan set down the wine jar he had been drinking from, spilling half of it on his clothes.

"Ha!"

Hu Wanwan raised his large hand and slapped Jiang Mingzhi heavily on the shoulder, the force so great it nearly made him spit out the wine in his stomach.

"Mingzhi! Brother, I only have you now; you must help me!"

Jiang Mingzhi was truly quite drunk; he slapped back and laughed loudly:

"Are you a woman, damn it? You're begging me?"

"You and I have been brothers for so many years, when did you become so wishy-washy? But! Speak your mind!"

Seeing this, Hu Wanwan took a deep breath and nodded forcefully:

"Good! You are worthy of being my brother! Then I won't stand on ceremony with you."

"You know that because I replaced my eldest brother's position, although I have the status, my true standing within the clan has never been stable."

"And after returning from Beigan, the Great Elder gave me another trial, the final trial!"

Hu Wanwan looked at the drunken Jiang Mingzhi, his tiger-like eyes appearing moved, but hidden deep within was cold murderous intent.

He said:

"The Great Elder told me to take four people to a dangerous place to retrieve a Token he hid there. As long as I can bring it back, no one in the clan will oppose me anymore."

"I have already found two people, both experts with great strength. If you agree to lend me a hand, we only need to find one more person to set off!"

This kind of thing was not uncommon; Jiang Mingzhi did not suspect anything and waved his hand: "Cut the crap, where exactly is the trial located?"

It worked.

Hu Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and took the initiative to pour wine for Jiang Mingzhi:

"That place, you've heard of it too—it's Death Valley at the ruins of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect!"

"But you don't have to worry, I have the means to avoid the Demon Beasts and a detailed map of the valley!"

Jiang Mingzhi:?

"... Huh?"

Am I drunk?

Why do I feel like I heard Death Valley?

In an instant, Jiang Mingzhi felt most of his drunkenness fade away...

On the way to the private room, Hu Yaoyao spoke with wit and charm, smiling beautifully as she introduced the various decorations and secret anecdotes of Tianxiang Pavilion to Ren Yidao.

But her usually infallible methods failed once again with Ren Yidao, earning only his perfunctory nods of agreement.

Tsk!

Hu Yaoyao felt secret resentment but could not show it, and thus she arrived at the private room while faking a smile the whole way.

Although Jiang Mingzhi called it a private room, that was just a figure of speech; he actually had an independent courtyard with a small two-story building in Tianxiang Pavilion.

After entering the courtyard, Hu Yaoyao handed a Jade Talisman to Ren Yidao and introduced it:

"This room is equipped with a barrier that can block all detection methods, including divine sense. Once activated, it is impossible to perceive anything happening inside from the outside."

Ren Yidao rubbed the Jade Talisman and raised an eyebrow:

"Anything? Even the Hu Family can't?"

"Hehe, that goes without saying."

Hu Yaoyao suddenly hatched a plan, licked her lips seductively, and smiled:

"How about I go into the room, and Daoist, you feel it from the outside?"

"Oh? Then I'll trouble you, Pavilion Mistress."

"Hehe, it's no trouble at all~"

Once I get inside, I'll take off my clothes!

I don't believe you'll be able to hold back once you come in and see me!

But the moment she entered the room, before Hu Yaoyao could even begin her seduction plan, she felt a pain in the back of her head and lost consciousness without even a chance to react.

Thud.

Ren Yidao, who had been following behind her, withdrew his black hand and watched Hu Yaoyao collapse to the ground without a shred of pity.

This sigma male who had not fallen into the woman's trap curled his lips, activated the room's barrier, and muttered to himself:

"Bold demoness, how dare you show off your petty tricks in front of me!"

"I saw through you at a glance; you are not human!"

"Great Might Heavenly Dragon!"

I will be away for a week starting the 13th of the month, so I have to finish over eight thousand words a day during this time to build up a buffer; there will be no breaks in updates.

Once the 21st returns, I will go back to at least two updates of six thousand words, and the extra updates from last month will also be made up after that.

Stopping updates is impossible, and abandoning the book is even more out of the question.