Chapter 165

Chapter 165: Boldly Eating the Carefree Saintess’s Tofu

Ro Feng brought Xiao Yang and the gang to a brothel.

Xiao Yang was pretty unfazed; after all, with his millennia of experience from his past life, what big scenes hadn’t he seen?

But it was his first time at a brothel.

In his last life, he was always focused on his junior sister, Jiang Ting. Why would he go to a brothel?

Lin Wangchuan and Song Qiang were also first-timers.

However, Ro Feng was quite the veteran.

He was the wealthy heir of the Luo family from Nine Heavens City, well-versed in feasting, fun, and everything in between.

Ro Feng had booked a private room at the Moon Grasping Pavilion for a long time.

Wanting to make a good impression on Xiao Yang, he clearly planned to treat him with the best.

As soon as they entered the private room, before their butts even warmed the seats, they were hit.

A faint, alluring fragrance wafted through the air.

Ro Feng and Song Qiang dropped like flies.

Lin Wangchuan, with higher skills than Song Qiang and Ro Feng, only managed to hold out a little longer before he, too, crashed down.

Xiao Yang was taken aback; he pretended to struggle to stand, but soon plopped down on his chair and laid on the table, feigning unconsciousness.

He never expected the brothel’s courtesan would turn out to be Mo Hongyue.

What was she doing? Abandoning a perfectly good assassin’s life to become a brothel’s star?

“Humph, Xiao Yang, are you finally meeting your end at my hands this time?” Mo Hongyue sneered as she glided over to him.

Her gaze turned ominous as she brandished a razor-sharp dagger.

Just as she was about to slice Xiao Yang’s throat and claim his head, the door to the private room was suddenly kicked in from outside.

Countless shards of wood flew towards Mo Hongyue.

Simultaneously, a figure rushed in through the door, striking at Mo Hongyue with a palm.

Mo Hongyue raised her Protective Gang Qi, shattering every piece of flying debris instantly.

But the next second, she felt a chill envelop her body, as if an icy grip had taken hold.

Frost spread across the floor.

“Huh?” Mo Hongyue was startled.

Without thinking, she retracted her dagger and struck back.

*Bang!*

A muffled crash echoed as their delicate hands clashed together.

Mo Hongyue stumbled back a couple of steps, glancing down to find her palm covered in frost, a chilling aura creeping up her forearm.

“Nine Yin Mystic Ice Palm, Carefree Palace?” Mo Hongyue had no second thoughts as she smashed through the window and fled.

“Not so fast!” came a stern shout, and the mysterious figure dashed after her.

At that moment, the entire Moon Grasping Pavilion erupted into chaos, screams, cries, and wails filled the air.

Red-cloaked women surrounded the entire establishment.

Their attire consisted of long hair and red garb, wielding three-foot-long swords.

These were the Inner Disciples of the Carefree Palace.

Meanwhile, several onlookers had gathered outside the Moon Grasping Pavilion.

Before long, the person who had driven Mo Hongyue away returned to the private room.

“Stop pretending, I know you’re fine!” they said coolly, casting a glance at Xiao Yang sprawled over the table.

“How do you know I’m fine?” Xiao Yang replied, sitting up to look at this individual.

To his surprise, it was none other than the cross-dressing Hua Mengli.

The Carefree Saintess of the Carefree Palace, Hua Mengli, had astonishing power to drive Mo Hongyue away!

“The esteemed Holy Son of the Qingyang Sword Sect surely wouldn’t be so easily caught!” Hua Mengli spoke in a deliberately rough voice, presenting herself like a charming young man.

“How do you know I’m the Holy Son of the Qingyang Sword Sect?” Xiao Yang asked with a hint of a smile.

“Well…” Hua Mengli’s eyes darted, “I happened to see you displaying your prowess the other day at the market, Brother Xiao.”

“Ah, I see!” Xiao Yang feigned an epiphany.

Cross-dressing, huh?

But Hua Mengli was indeed a breathtaking beauty; she couldn’t completely hide her unique charm despite her disguise.

What a pity; in his past life, she was ultimately harmed by Qin Fei, who drained her power with that wicked dual-cultivation technique, leaving her to suffer.

Xiao Yang stared at Hua Mengli.

In this life, he made it so Qin Fei had to cut off his own manhood.

Qin Fei wouldn’t be able to practice that evil technique anymore.

In that sense, didn’t that mean he indirectly saved Hua Mengli?

In this life, with Qin Fei’s little buddies gone, there was no way he could use that dual-cultivation to absorb Hua Mengli’s power.

The technique of the Carefree Palace, “The Great Music of Yin and Yang,” was a supreme method of obtaining heavenly transformations.

The mysteries of Yin and Yang were all contained within.

In his past life, Hua Mengli had barely reached the fifth level of this technique but was still tremendously powerful.

In the end, it was only by absorbing her strength that Qin Fei could match him.

Even then, had it not been for his junior sister madly diving in front of his sword at the last moment, Qin Fei would’ve met his end long ago.

“Who might you be?” Xiao Yang pretended to smile curiously at Hua Mengli.

“Call me Hua Xiaofeng,” she said, producing and opening a folding fan dramatically.

“I heard the Carefree Palace’s saintess is named Hua Mengli. Since you share the surname Hua, what’s your relation?” Xiao Yang asked knowingly.

“Ha ha, she’s my younger sister!” Hua Mengli laughed.

“Ah, so you’re my dear brother-in-law! Oh, I mean a friend of the Carefree Palace!” Xiao Yang rose, saying, “How about introducing me to your sister when you get the chance?”

“What… what?” Hua Mengli blushed, heart racing, her cherry lips poised to say something but trembling, revealing a hint of shyness.

Seeing this, Xiao Yang couldn’t help but feel a stir of interest.

Cross-dressing is the way to go!

He could openly indulge in Hua Mengli’s charm.

“By the way, I’ve heard that the Carefree Palace has some research on various enchanting drugs. Brother Hua, can you tell me what kind of drug my three buddies fell victim to?” Xiao Yang asked, releasing Hua Mengli.

At this moment, Hua Mengli wasn’t the sophisticated woman of a thousand years later.

She still had an innocent charm, and though clever, she had just started her journey and didn’t stand a chance against a fox like Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang decided not to tease her anymore.

“Well!”

Hua Mengli calmed herself, “This drug is particularly potent. If I’m correct, it’s probably the Dreaming Fairy Powder from that magician doctor of the Demon Sect.”

“What?” Xiao Yang was taken aback.

He had never imagined it would be such a deadly drug.

Dreaming Fairy Powder was notorious; if someone fell victim with no antidote, even gods would sleep for days!

If an ordinary person fell asleep for days without food or water, they’d be dead in no time.

Even if Lin Wangchuan, Song Qiang, and Ro Feng managed to sleep for days without eating or drinking, they’d come back way weaker!

“Where do we find the antidote?” Xiao Yang panicked; the antidote for Dreaming Fairy Powder was something only those from the Demon Sect had.

What was he going to do now?