Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 301 Wild Grasses
Hongxiu Tower was already a famous brothel for thousands of miles around, and now that Pei Jianjia and Zhuque have taken over the place, its reputation has risen even higher.

When it comes to the management of brothels, Pei Jianjia has her own unique insights.

It's worth noting that the Hehuan Sect was able to flourish throughout the Nine Provinces precisely because of this skill.

First, it should appeal to both refined and popular tastes; what is considered highly common can be considered highly refined.

Secondly, brothels were not only places for customers to seek pleasure, but the women there should also genuinely enjoy themselves.

Otherwise, if you wear your true feelings on your sleeve, people will notice sooner or later.

It's like a chef who makes an extremely delicious dish, but when he serves it with a bitter face, the taste is greatly diminished.

Zhuque became more and more excited as she listened, and exclaimed, "I never knew there were so many intricacies involved in running a brothel. Sister Pei, you are truly amazing!"

Now that the two have become closer, Zhuque has started calling her "sister" all the time, which is quite sweet of her.

After all, no matter how old a woman is, being called "sister" is always more comfortable than being called "auntie".

Yun Yi, that blockhead, was an exception. He kept calling her "senior," as if he was afraid that if he became too familiar with her, Pei Jianjia would develop inappropriate thoughts about him.

This was purely Pei Jianjia overthinking things; Yun Yi simply couldn't bring himself to call out "sister" to a body that was neither male nor female.

Although the Hehuan Sect has been destroyed for many years, Pei Jianjia intends to pass on her skills to Zhuque, so that the sect can continue in another form.

Originally, Song Xinci was the better choice, but unfortunately, that woman walked her own path and no one else was allowed to interfere.

Then we have to settle for second best. The Vermilion Bird is naturally charming, which is also a top choice.

In this way, Zhuque not only learned the magic and supernatural powers of the Hehuan Sect, but also subtly learned many of the sect's concepts.

She was never a "proper person" to begin with, and it was easy for her to learn bad habits. Before long, she had mastered what she had learned.

In Pei Jianjia's words, if Zhuque had been born a few hundred years earlier, the Hehuan Sect would have been the best place for her.

In that godforsaken place, Burial Sword Valley, spending all day facing a bunch of people who only know how to practice swordsmanship is simply a waste of talent.

Zhuque, taking a break from her busy schedule, suddenly had a brilliant idea to give Yunyi a big gift, but she needed to prepare it in advance.

Since Yunyi had an appointment today, she instructed the girls to hang up the "Closed" sign and close the door to focus on the preparations.

Therefore, when Yunyi rushed back to Hongxiu Tower at night, he found the outside crowded with people, all peering inside with resentment on their faces.

One of the more outgoing guys said to Yun Yi, "What a waste of your trip. Why are you closing down so suddenly today?"

Another person chimed in, "I heard it's to welcome some important person, and even Miss Zhuque came out in person."

"Sigh, I've heard that a girl named Zhuque has come to the building. She's more beautiful than any flower, but she's doing the work of a manager. What a waste of her talent."

"What you're saying doesn't make sense. Since we'll never be able to be intimate with her in this lifetime, it would be better if she stayed in her position as a manager. That way, I'd feel better."

Yun Yi chuckled inwardly as he listened; Zhuque had indeed made quite a name for himself lately.

That makes sense, though. She was naturally beautiful, and now she's even more skilled in seduction. Her every move captivates the women in the building.

Perhaps the Valley of Burial Swords really wasn't a suitable place for her.

Thinking of this, Yun Yi gently shook his head, thinking to himself that in her previous life, Zhuque died at the hands of Nian Nujiao. Who would have thought that this time she would not only find her biological sister, but also obtain the precious inheritance of the Hehuan Sect.

With the "Life-Creating Technique" to complete her foundation and Pei Jianjia personally imparting the Great Dao to her, her future achievements are bound to be remarkable.

At this moment, the talkative man next to him stepped forward and asked, "Brother, what do you say?"

Yun Yi was taken aback for a moment, then said, "What did I say?"

"Do you think Miss Zhuque is prettier, or Miss Ruyan is more beautiful?" Ruyan was the former top courtesan of Hongxiu Tower. She was skilled in dancing, but she was a troublemaker in private. Zhuque often taught her a lesson.

Yun Yi smiled and said, "Of course, the Vermilion Bird is more beautiful."

"Look, look, everyone thinks so, but you think Ruyan is the prettiest!" The person turned and started arguing with others.

Yun Yi walked through the crowded people toward the main gate of Hongxiu Tower, and was not stopped by the guards at the gate.

"Hey! Weren't they supposed to be closed today? How did he get in?"

The guard at the gate said expressionlessly, "He's the only one we're entertaining today."

"What? Who is this guy?!"

"That's it!"

"Whether you entertain one person or a group, it's the same. Why don't you just let us in?"

In other words, because Red Sleeve Tower had Crescent Moon City as its backer, those lustful fiends were wary and did not force their way in.

However, Yun Yi was also intrigued, wondering what Zhuque was up to inside.

She's the kind of person who'll take advantage of anyone who gives her a little attention. Now that Song Xinci is confined to the villa, there's no one left who can subdue her.

Yun Yi couldn't help but smile, quite indulgently, thinking to himself, "Let her be, as long as she's happy."

He would much rather the Vermilion Bird be happy and carefree than live a life of bitterness, hatred, and intrigue within the Demon Sect.

As Yun Yi entered the Red Sleeve Pavilion and saw the layout before him, his smile gradually froze on his face.

This place is usually packed with people, but now he was the only customer, making it seem rather empty.

But the stage in front of them was completely different. All the girls in the building had come out, wearing colorful gauze and holding a ribbon in their hands, descending from the sky.

The most outstanding one among them was Ruyan.

If the scene were even more eerie, it would resemble entering a spider's web cave.

In the center of the stage stands a sturdy "flower post," adorned with blossoms and topped with a red embroidered ball, which is only removed for use when selecting the most beautiful flower.

Most of the girls were not cultivators, nor did they possess the magic to ride the wind. They were able to fly and circle between the buildings by tying themselves to flower stakes with ribbons.

Interestingly, even though they knew Yun Yi was there, they deliberately ignored him and continued their fluttering and soaring.

In the past, the girls in Hongxiulou dressed more daringly, similar to the style of the Great Yan Dynasty, and would reveal some parts of their bodies.

Now, under Pei Jianjia's guidance, their clothing has taken on more of the style of the Hehuan Sect, similar to the appearance of the jade figurines in the Blissful Heaven.

Springtime light, partially veiled, is far more alluring than when fully exposed.

Yunyi went to the edge of the stage, found the best spot, and simply sat down to enjoy the show.

This "Hundred Flowers Flying Dance" was recently rehearsed by the girls and has never been performed to the public before. Yunyi is the first guest to appreciate it.

It must be said that these girls are like fairies who have flown out of a mural, with graceful figures that are dazzling to behold.

If Yun Yi were not a cultivator, he would probably be losing his composure by now.

"Where has the Vermilion Bird gone?"

The moment that thought crossed his mind, he noticed a very familiar red figure suddenly appear at the top of the flower stump.

(End of this chapter)