The Hehuan Sect cultivates alchemy; my senior sister helps me refine alchemy throughout the world.

Before the female ghost finished speaking, the other female ghosts at the entrance of the Ecstasy Tower all turned their heads and looked at Liu Mengli.

Soon, the female ghosts put down their guests and surrounded Liu Mengli.

"Oh my, this young master is truly handsome..."

"Look at those eyebrows and eyes, they're prettier than any of ours!"

Seven or eight delicate hands reached out to Liu Mengli at the same time, some tugging at his sleeves, others trying to touch his face.

Liu Mengli frowned slightly and stepped aside to avoid it.

Shen Yifei stood there, having completely forgotten about the red-veiled female ghost who had been clinging to him. She was now squeezing into the crowd and flirting with Liu Mengli.

"Young master, please come in and have a seat. We have osmanthus wine in our restaurant."

"What kind of girl does the young master like? Please tell me."

"Young master, what do you think of me...?"

"Go away, all of you, don't try to take it from me! I saw this young master first!"

The female ghosts pushed and shoved each other, actually vying for Liu Mengli's affections.

Shen Yifei coughed, trying to reclaim his presence: "I said, are you guys mistaken? I'm the one who's supposed to go into the Ecstasy Tower..."

Before she could finish speaking, a female ghost in green gauze waved her hand without turning her head: "Oh... I know... I know, you go in first, there are other girls to entertain you."

That expression was like dismissing a beggar.

Shen Yifei was so angry he almost twisted his nose.

He, the dignified master of Lingxu and the successor of the Five Elements Demon God, was treated as invisible by a group of female ghosts when he arrived at this gate of hell.

Even though Liu Mengli looks better than him when she's dressed as a man, he looks just average. I don't know why he's so popular with these women.

A female ghost, perhaps realizing she had little chance, said, "My lord, would you mind serving you?"

Shen Yifei took a deep breath, telling himself not to bother with a ghost who had just died, and ignored the female ghost, walking straight into the Ecstasy Tower.

Liu Mengli was being held by seven or eight delicate hands. She turned around and saw Shen Yifei enter the building. She transmitted her voice and said, "Master, find a place to sit and have some wine. If you get bored, pick out a woman and let me find out their backgrounds first."

Shen Yifei replied helplessly, "Don't let them know you're a woman. They're all shrewd people; don't overdo it. This 'Soul-Stealing Pavilion' isn't an ordinary place; it dares to hang red lanterns."

After speaking, Shen Yifei chose an inconspicuous corner to sit down and looked around.

The Ecstasy Tower is very large, with two floors and a double-height third floor, making it look very spacious.

Dozens of tables were scattered throughout the lobby, with groups of ghostly guests sitting in twos and threes. Some were drinking with female ghosts, while others were groping them. The female ghosts didn't seem bothered, giggling and letting them do as they pleased.

An older female ghost brought over a pot of wine. "This young man looks unfamiliar. Are you new here? What did you do in your previous life?"

"A cowherd."

"A cowherd is a good man, looks like an honest fellow." The female ghost looked him up and down. "Want a girl? You seem quite clever and handsome, I'll give you a discount."

Shen Yifei pointed to Liu Mengli, who was still outside the door: "No need, I'll wait for someone."

The female ghost glanced at him and said, "Young man, she's going to have some fun soon, and you're just sitting here doing nothing? If you want to be reincarnated, you don't have much time left at the gates of hell. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

Shen Yifei knew that if he continued talking to this woman, she would have a hundred ways to trap him, so he simply poured himself a glass of wine and stopped talking.

Feeling awkward, the woman left on her own to attend to other guests.

The wine was indeed good, mellow on the palate, with a cool sweetness that didn't intoxicate the body, but rather the soul. Shen Yifei drank two cups in one go.

At the next table sat an old ghost in tattered clothes, missing an ear, slamming his fist on the table and cursing, "Damn it! That gambling bastard Thirteen Sister won all three hundred years of my lifespan in the underworld, even this ear! If I hadn't run fast, I would have bet my underwear on the table!"

"Brother, Thirteen Sister doesn't want your underwear, it smells too filthy." One of the drinkers chimed in, drawing laughter from those around them.

The old ghost grew angrier as he spoke, "Her gambling den was the biggest money pit in the gates of hell! Everyone who went in lost; even the underworld officials have been caught!"

Shen Yifei leaned closer, holding his wine glass: "Brother, is that Thirteen Sister you mentioned really good at gambling?"

Old Ghost glanced at him sideways: "New here, huh? Thirteen Sister, the number one gambler at the Gates of Hell. She ran a gambling den when she was alive, and she didn't change her profession even after death. She opened a casino right here at the Gates of Hell. Young man, are you interested? Let me introduce you?"

A man at the next table said, "How much will Thirteen Sister give you for bringing over a chicken?"

Old Gui's true colors were exposed, and his face flushed slightly. He tilted his head back and took a sip of wine.

Shen Yifei laughed and said, "Brother, I really need you to introduce me to this when I have the chance. I used to love this kind of thing. If I don't play with it for a day, my hands will itch."

Seeing that Shen Yifei was a gambler, Old Gui wanted to warn him, "Young man, don't blame me for not warning you. Thirteen Sister is more cunning than a sieve; no one can win against her."

The man at the next table, who had been listening to their conversation, chimed in, "Young man, you're good-looking. If you've lost everything, you can pay off your gambling debts with your body. And that woman, she's lustful too!"

Shen Yifei was about to ask another question when a bell suddenly rang from upstairs. It was very clear and crisp, yet it drowned out the noise of the entire building.

Shen Yifei looked up and saw a woman in a red dress coming down from the third floor.

She was barefoot, with a small copper bell tied to each ankle, which rang with each step she took.

The dress was as red as blood, as thin as a soul, swaying down her slender waist, each step seeming to tread on the very tip of one's heart.

Her long hair was loose, cascading over her shoulders and reaching her waist. Her face was bare of makeup, and whoever her eyes glanced at would be captivated.

Shen Yifei could tell at a glance that this woman was no ordinary person. She clearly practiced seductive arts and possessed profound skills, so much so that even he dared not look at her for too long.

The woman walked through the hall and headed straight for the door.

"Disperse, everyone." The woman in the red dress spoke softly, with a hint of languor.

The group of female ghosts all retreated as soon as they saw the woman in the red dress.

Liu Mengli stood still, straightened her rumpled sleeves, looked up at the woman in the red dress, and smiled slightly: "Thank you for helping me out, sister."

The woman in the red dress looked him up and down for a while, then suddenly covered her mouth and laughed: "This young master is quite handsome."

"You flatter me, sister."

"What a pity." The woman in the red dress reached out and gently lifted Liu Mengli's chin, saying in a voice only the two of them could hear, "You... are a female."

Liu Mengli was slightly taken aback, then smiled: "Sister has a good eye. I thought no one could see through this disguise."

The woman in the red dress withdrew her hand. "Don't try to hide it from me."

Liu Mengli knew she had met an expert, so she simply stopped pretending, pulled out the hairpin that held her hair back, and her long black hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

Liu Mengli's beauty made all the women present pale in comparison, and her allure was no less than that of the woman in red.

The woman in red narrowed her eyes slightly, seemingly sensing that Liu Mengli was challenging her. She took a step back, and the bells on her ankles jingled incessantly.

Shen Yifei felt a jolt to his soul. Several drinkers around him put down their glasses, their eyes wide open, as if their souls had been stolen away.

The woman in red raised her voice, "Whose daughter are you, daring to cause trouble at my Enchanting Pavilion!"