I'm sure to get the luck of my fairy wife

Even though her face was covered by a veil, even though her body was covered by a black skirt, even though it was just a few slender and beautiful fingers, they had already deeply captured his heart.

"Oh, poor thing, I don't sell my body..."

"But I wouldn't consider you being my dog."

At night, the woman looks back and smiles, full of charm and seduction.

If this peerless courtesan, the leader of Qingshuimen, suddenly felt that it would be okay to submit to her feet and let her trample and play with him, and be a dog...

"Tsk, it's only to a certain extent after all."

A fragrant breeze blew by.

The leader of Qingshuimen was distracted for a moment, and his knees went weak and he fell to his knees.

It was not until then that he discovered that his chest had been hollowed out and his golden elixir had been taken out directly.

However, he still struggled to reach out his hand, wanting to touch it.

I want to lift the veil, I want to hold that fair wrist tightly, even if it means being stepped on by her...

But these thoughts were ultimately delusions. The black butterfly ruthlessly crushed the golden elixir and refined it into demonic energy.

The leader of Qingshuimen's head sank and he stopped breathing.

Until his death, he was still an inch away from the hem of the black skirt.

Chapter 8 Ambition

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"It is rumored that the leader of Qingshui Sect is an honest and self-disciplined person who does not like women. It is really funny." Heidi leaned against the window and made a mocking sound. Then she lost interest in the corpse at her feet and looked at the bustling night scene outside the window.

"Lord Heidi, this is already the seventeenth one. Is there really a man in the world who can satisfy you?" The female guard was quite helpless.

"Of course not." Heidi laughed, unable to hold back her laughter: "Xingcai, there are only two kinds of men in the world, dogs, and dogs who pretend they are not dogs. It's just that the right path belongs to the latter."

The woman who was replaced by Xingcai frowned when she heard this: "But, the situation is tense recently, and it happened that one of the four major righteous sects, Red Maple Valley, is slayer. You should find a young master to accompany you to deal with the righteous investigation."

"After all, your identity is too sensitive."

After hearing this, Black Butterfly raised her lips in joy: "Those good-for-nothings would never have dreamed that the Saint of the Demonic Path would devote herself to prostitution and hide under their noses as an Oiran."

That’s right, Hei Die is the only daughter of the current Demon Emperor, and also a thorn in the eyes of the four major righteous sects, the Demon Saint Ye Qingmeng.

Since entering the late Nascent Soul stage, Ye Qingmeng has changed her identity and retreated behind the scenes, hiding in the City That Never Sleeps as an Oiran.

Just as Ye Qingmeng said, the righteous sect would never dream that a saintly lady of the sect would hide in a place of romance.

However, although her identity as an oiran allowed her to develop her power and monitor the movements of the righteous sects under their noses, there was a fatal loophole when it came to investigation.

She has no permanent male companion.

Of course, a dignified Saint of the Demonic Path would not really allow any man to touch her. Those men who had spent a lot of money to have sex with her were either murdered and refined, or brainwashed by the Demonic Path and turned into puppets.

"Lord Black Butterfly, you are the top star in Wanhua Pavilion but you don't have a regular customer. I am afraid that Hongfeng Valley will notice something sooner or later." Xingcai said worriedly.

"Beautiful lady Ye, are you still in need of a gentleman?"

At this moment, a cloud of blood mist appeared out of nowhere in the room, and a rebellious, arrogant red-haired young man slowly walked out of the blood mist.

Xingcai suddenly turned cold, and pressed the hilt of the sword, emitting the pressure of the Nascent Soul Stage.

But in the eyes of this red-haired man from beginning to end, there was only Ye Qingmeng's figure.

"Young Master Li, how are you?" Ye Qingmeng's mouth was always smiling, but this time, the smile was less: "Is the Blood Prison Sect so idle?"

This red-haired man is none other than Li Muxue, the young master of the Blood Prison Sect, one of the Seven Sects of Demonic Path.

"Beautiful Ye, you and I are an engaged couple. If you have that kind of need, why bother being so formal with me?" Upon hearing this, Li Muxue's eyes darkened, but since she was the daughter of the Demon Emperor after all, he did not dare to lose his temper.

"What I want is a shield. Not..." Ye Qingmeng turned around, looked Li Muxue up and down, and gave him a look full of mockery and disdain.

Li Muxue couldn't help but burst out a burst of blood-red spiritual power, and veins on his face were also visible: "Woman, what do you mean?"

"Oh, what did Young Master Li misunderstand?" Ye Qingmeng narrowed her eyes and said in an exaggerated and naive tone.

Ye Qingmeng didn't utter a single dirty word, but every word she said was like a knife destroying Li Muxue's self-esteem.

"Ye Qingmeng, you are just a whore picked up by the Demon Emperor, who luckily has some talent for cultivation. Do you really think you are a saint?!"

"Even if the Demon Emperor thinks highly of you and gives you the title of Saint, you are just a weak woman serving as a front. If I take your virginity right now, do you think the Demon Emperor will blame me?!"

As Li Muxue spoke, he stretched out his hand and was about to lift off Ye Qingmeng's veil.

But just as he was about to touch the veil, a terrifying black and purple demonic aura spread out from behind Ye Qingmeng, like a pitch-black butterfly spreading its ferocious wings.

An unprecedented sense of crisis surged through Li Muxue's heart. He instinctively stepped back, his face showing a ferocious look and ready to fight.

However, Ye Qingmeng just lifted her hair and tilted her head: "Hey, what's wrong, I didn't do anything?"

"Aren't you going to take my virginity? Are you afraid of a weak woman like me who is just a front?"

"Bullshit!" Li Muxue cursed, feeling terrified.

Ye Qingmeng was only given the false title of Saint because she had won the favor of the Demon Emperor. In the Demonic Path, she should not have any power, and her cultivation should have been accumulated only by pills.

Even many demon cultivators believed that Ye Qingmeng was just a symbol, a vase destined to be rewarded to the Holy Son of Demon.

Li Muxue thought that he was one of the best among the seven young masters of the seven sects of the devil, and he was engaged to Ye Qingmeng in his early years, so he dared to act unscrupulously in front of her.

But just now, Ye Qingmeng broke his cognition.

He couldn't see through Ye Qingmeng's cultivation level, and even faintly felt a murderous aura that far exceeded that of his peers in the demon cultivation world!

"Aren't you afraid? That means your condition isn't very good~" Ye Qingmeng glanced at Li Muxue's lower body.

How could a young master of the Demonic Sect have ever been ridiculed by a woman like this? Li Muxue's eyes turned red and he clenched his fists immediately.

Li Muxue has never had a good temper and has been extremely arrogant since he was a child.

However, he inexplicably had a sense of foreboding about Ye Qingmeng.

Besides, he still had medicine on him, and now was not the time to fight with a woman - at least that's what he thought.

In the end, he gritted his teeth, swallowed his anger, and glared at Ye Qingmeng fiercely: "Just wait. When I win the inheritance of the magic this time, you will suffer."

"My fiancée." Li Muxue licked the corner of his mouth with evil interest, then turned into blood mist and disappeared into the darkness.

As soon as Li Muxue left, Xingcai couldn't help but shout, "Saint Lady, you are too impulsive!"

"Didn't I tell you to call me Black Butterfly here?"

"Is this the time to worry about all this? Li Muxue is, after all, the young master of the Blood Prison Sect. He has a large number of magic cultivators under his command and is expected to seize the magic inheritance and compete for the position of the Holy Son of Magic. Aren't you provoking him too much?!" Every time Ye Qingmeng opened his mouth, Xingcai broke out in a sweat, fearing that the two would fight.

Ye Qingmeng's cultivation was actually not weak, but in terms of power, she was far inferior to the Blood Prison Sect. If Li Muxue fell out with them, they would almost certainly die.

However, Ye Qingmeng shook her head: "He won't do it."

"How do you know?" Xingcai was a little amused.

"Because he wants the same thing as me."

Xingcai was stunned at first, then horrified.

"That magic inheritance is what you have been looking for..."

Xingcai was halfway through her words when Ye Qingmeng blocked her lips with her fingertips.

"It's meaningless if you say it out loud."

Ye Qingmeng turned around and reached out to the starry night sky.

It’s like just holding it in your hand, you can hold the endless night sky in your palm.

As a close confidant who has always served Ye Qingmeng, Xingcai was also extremely excited: "Finally, are you going to betray the Demonic Path?!"

"Hmm. But before that, as you said, I still need a young man to help me cover up in front of the Red Maple Valley." Ye Qingmeng cast his gaze towards the bustling Flower Street with interest.

Chapter 9: First Arrival in the City That Never Sleeps

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Zhongzhou City That Never Sleeps is where the rumor of the Nether Sword reappearing in the world of immortals originated.

The city that never sleeps is just as its name suggests, with music and dancing every night, lights on all the time, and the bustling streets full of tourists and guests. However, beneath the bright lights, there is an invisible darkness.

This place is not under the jurisdiction of the righteous and evil, but a neutral zone managed by the independent cultivators. Therefore, it is a mixed bag of people, filled with all kinds of gray industries, and the one that Xiao Wuyou despises the most is the brothels.

How popular can the entertainment industry in the city that never sleeps be?

As soon as Nenghuo entered the city, he looked around and saw prostitutes dressed in gorgeous clothes everywhere. There was not a single man without a female companion, so Xiao Wuyou and Song Dugu stood out as soon as they came in, attracting many girls' teasing glances.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a sin. Junior Brother Song, you must uphold your integrity and not be harmed by these evildoers." Xiao Wuyou looked around critically and warned his junior brother.

"Oh, women, they only slow down my sword-drawing speed!" Song Dugu was an exception. Among the many beautiful women, none of them caught his eye.

Xiao Wuyou suddenly felt that this child was quite pitiful. The sword art really did harm people...

Xiao Wuyou was the person appointed by Juejian Sect to investigate the Nether Sword, and he was also the main force. Before finding out the truth, Juejian Sect could not send a large force, so they could only send a vanguard with Xiao Wuyou as the core to investigate.

How could Xiao Wuyou bring Yan'er and the others to such a filthy place as the City That Never Sleeps and defile their pure hearts? !

So Xiao Wuyou only brought Song Dugu, the most capable fighter.

But now it seems that Song Dugu is also a big problem.

This trip needs to be low-key, but Song Dugu's stern face and his straight-man temperament that despises women are too eye-catching. As far as the investigation is concerned, it's probably useless.

"Hey, Junior Brother Song, why don't you go back to the restaurant first and I'll inform you when I have any news. I guess you don't want to wander around among the flowers, right?" Xiao Wuyou said considerately.

"But...how can I, the eldest brother, bear the rudeness of these women alone?" Song Dugu frowned, looking reluctant.

Xiao Wuyou looked fearless and patted his shoulder earnestly: "If I don't go to hell, who will? As the chief, it's only right that you endure some hardships!"

Song Dugu was stunned for a moment, then he cupped his hands with a look of emotion, and hurried back to the restaurant impatiently, as if he was afraid that the rouge and powder would get on his body.

Xiao Wuyou smiled slightly, finally being able to let go and enjoy... Oh no, investigating the whereabouts of the Netherworld Sword!

Of course, one has to keep a low profile so as not to attract the attention of other forces. At the same time, celebrities from the righteous path also need to avoid suspicion here. Xiao Wuyou spent a drop of pink luck, displayed Momo's five-tailed magical power, and changed into a handsome face before he officially started strolling around.

There are numerous romantic places in the city that never sleeps, but it is obvious that people are gathering towards the city center.

The more people there are, the more information there is. Xiao Wuyou followed the crowd and soon arrived at the largest restaurant in the City That Never Sleeps, Wanhua Pavilion.

"Fuck, this is too good!"

Even though it was Xiao Wuyou's first time here, he could intuitively feel the status of Wanhua Pavilion.

The restaurant's exterior was extremely luxurious, with more than 30 floors, and the sound of singing and dancing, laughter and joy could be heard everywhere. From the outside, one could vaguely see some graceful figures, who were many times more beautiful than the women on the street.

"Hey, brother, you are new here!" Xiao Wuyou turned around and found a fat man talking to him.

"How do you know I'm new here?" Xiao Wuyou asked curiously.

The fat man showed a lewd smile that all men understand: "There are only two kinds of men who stop in front of Wanhua Pavilion. One is short of money, and the other is new here."

Xiao Wuyou understood what he meant: "I don't lack spiritual stones."

"Then let's go! You are unfamiliar with this place, so I will take you inside to have some fun~! Oh, just call me Fatty! What's your name, brother?"

"My surname is Lu, and my name is Ren Jia."

"What a great name!"

With Fatty's arm around his shoulders, Xiao Wuyou stepped into the Wanhua Pavilion.

Strangely enough, in a place like the City That Never Sleeps where all kinds of people mix, it is normal for monks to have conflicts and fights. But the public security here is surprisingly good, and the monks on the street are all friendly and enthusiastic.

Xiao Wuyou even found many celebrities from both the righteous and evil worlds in Wanhua Pavilion, where they were chatting and laughing and getting along happily.

Sure enough, men will unite in front of Shishi...

Xiao Wuyou sat down with Fatty.

There is a hollow design in the middle of the Wanhua Pavilion, and there are guardrails on each floor. From the bottom to the top, you can see the tourists and beautiful women on each floor. The top floor is the bright night sky and the cherry petals falling from above, which is luxurious yet elegant.

Being single in such a romantic environment is a huge loss.

Fatty was obviously a regular customer. With a wave of his hand, several women came to greet him.

Hey, look, I, Xiao Wuyou, am not that kind of person, but since someone is treating us, we have to give face to the girl!

Although Xiao Wuyou tried to refuse, he could not resist the girls' hospitality, so he had to hug the beauties on both sides and let them serve him.

With a beautiful woman serving you, you will never get tired of talking about any topic.

After a while, Xiao Wuyou and Fatty became familiar with each other.