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Chu Feng sat in the chair, legs crossed.

"That's the price?"

The female trader gritted her teeth.

"Young master, to be honest, this is already the highest price within the rules."

As she spoke, she pulled a gold-edged picture book from under the counter and handed it to Chu Feng, her voice becoming even softer.

"However, in order to win you over as a potential big client, I can take the liberty of offering you an extra session of the supreme dual cultivation service on the third floor."

Chu Feng slightly raised his eyelids and his gaze fell on the picture book.

On the cover of the album was a picture of a woman with a curvaceous figure, her clothes half-undone, her eyes filled with desire.

She is indeed quite attractive.

But she's only somewhat attractive.

The trader chuckled, covering his mouth, "Young master, these are the finest cauldrons on our third floor. Each one possesses unique skills, guaranteed to make you feel like you're in heaven. It'll be a worthwhile trip."

Chu Feng stared at the picture book for two seconds, then suddenly let out a sneer.

He closed the catalog and casually pushed it back to the trader, his face full of disdain.

"With this level of service, they dare to ask me for money?"

"I wouldn't even want it if it were given to me for free!"

The female trader's smile froze instantly.

She was momentarily stunned by Chu Feng's disgusted expression.

This is the top-tier hostess on the third floor. So many seasoned ladies-in-waiting line up and still can't get a reservation, yet he says he wouldn't even care if she gave it to him for free.

"Stop talking nonsense."

Chu Feng stood up, patted the hem of his clothes, and looked calm.

"Give me three thousand spirit stones for this lousy service."

"Thirteen thousand spirit stones, that's settled!"

The female trader was stunned.

Generally speaking, greed and lust go hand in hand.

People who are greedy for money are likely to be lustful, and people who are lustful are likely to be greedy for money.

She had never seen anyone distinguish so clearly between lust and greed before.

Is there something wrong with this man?

"Young master, please reconsider? That's..."

"Snapped!"

Chu Feng slammed his palm heavily on the counter, causing the jade bottle to bounce twice.

"What are you considering? I said I'd offer cash, so I'll offer cash."

"What? Such a large establishment as Jubaolou can't even come up with three thousand spirit stones in cash?"

The female trader's heart skipped a beat from Chu Feng's slap. Helpless, she gritted her teeth and pulled out a rather nice-looking storage bag from under the counter.

"OK……"

"Young master, here are thirteen thousand low-grade spirit stones. Please count them."

Chu Feng didn't take the bag. Instead, he stretched out two fingers, pinched one corner of the bag, and scanned it with his divine sense.

The number was exactly the same.

"Great idea! It's a pleasure doing business with you."

Chu Feng smiled with satisfaction, stuffed the storage bag into his pocket, and without even glancing at the female trader again, turned and walked out.

"Hey! Young master, please wait!"

Seeing Chu Feng leave so decisively, the female trader became anxious and hurriedly chased after him from behind the counter, blocking his way.

"Young master, please don't leave yet."

"Your precious pills are of extremely high quality. Our building manager said he wants to meet you in person to discuss a big business deal."

Big business?

Chu Feng paused, abruptly pulling back his leg that was about to step out the door.

In the world of cultivation, big business often means big risks, but it also represents extremely high returns.

His eyes darted around, and alarm bells rang in his mind.

In a place like Jubaolou, if someone can establish themselves in the Yunze City black market, then they're likely to be drowned by a thousand others.

If the other party really wanted to seize it by force, his cultivation level wouldn't even be enough to fill their teeth.

But then I thought, I am now, after all, an inner disciple of the Flowing Cloud Sect.

If they really disappeared here, the Flowing Cloud Sect would lose face, and they would have to send someone to investigate.

Jubaolou is in business; unless they're completely out of their minds, they would never risk a falling out with a major sect over such a small amount of pills.

For this kind of shop, as long as you pay enough, you can see not only the building manager, but even the building manager's second uncle.

"lead the way."

The female trader breathed a sigh of relief when he agreed.

With a charming smile, she swayed her hips and led the way.

The two walked through the bustling lobby on the first floor and entered a long corridor through a hidden door on the side.

The corridor is inlaid with luminous pearls on both sides, providing a soft and dim light.

The further you go in, the denser the spiritual energy in the air becomes, eventually condensing into visible spiritual mist droplets that feel cool and refreshing on your face.

At the end, there is a golden spiral staircase leading directly to the top floor.

"Young master, the building manager is waiting for you on the top floor." The female trader stopped and gestured for him to proceed, but dared not go any further.

Chu Feng didn't expect her to lead the way, and went up the stairs.

The top floor was completely different from the hustle and bustle below; it was very quiet.

The spacious hall was covered with a soft carpet made of an unknown animal hide.

Ancient-looking display shelves were arranged all around, with a few magical artifacts radiating terrifying spiritual pressure scattered on them.

In the very center of the hall, there was a piano stand.

A woman sat gracefully behind the piano stand, one hand raised, plucking the strings.

She wore a light blue dress with a low-cut neckline, revealing large expanses of dazzlingly white skin.

Her long, black hair was casually tied back, with a few strands hanging down beside her ears, swaying gently to the sound of the zither.

Her features weren't exceptionally exquisite, but her alluring charm, ingrained in her very being, was enough to make any man unable to look away at her.

This is Su Qingyi, the manager of Jubaolou.

Hearing footsteps, Su Qingyi did not look up.

With just a change in finger movements, the tone of the piano also changed.

The originally elegant zither music instantly became seductive, like countless soft, boneless little hands gently scratching at Chu Feng's heart.

Chu Feng felt a buzzing sound in his head, and a surge of evil fire rose from his lower abdomen without warning.

"Good grief, they're going all out right from the start!"

Chu Feng sneered inwardly, but his steps became even more steady.

He silently recited the Heart-Cleansing Mantra in his mind.

He learned this skill when he was cleaning the scripture pavilion in the servants' dormitory. It was originally meant to prevent him from going astray while reading certain jade slips, but he never expected it to come in handy today.

"Amitabha Buddha, form is emptiness, emptiness is form; only spiritual stones are real, and women are all spendthrifts..."

As the incantation rolled through his mind, the restlessness was quickly suppressed.

Chu Feng walked to a spot three steps away from the zither platform and stopped.

Without saying a word, he simply stood with his hands behind his back, quietly watching Su Qingyi play the zither, a half-smile on his face.

The song ended.

Su Qingyi's fingers stopped on the strings, and she looked up at Chu Feng.

When she saw Chu Feng's calm face, a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes.

Even a cultivator at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage would be captivated by her Heavenly Demon Dance, and be led by the nose.

This kid, who looks like he's only at the late Foundation Establishment stage, is completely unharmed?

"Young man, you have great composure."

Su Qingyi parted her red lips slightly, her voice languid.

She slowly stood up and walked gracefully to Chu Feng.

As the distance closed, the rich fragrance of that mature woman became even more intense.