Just as Jia Xitong was enjoying the martial arts uprising, Shang Yanting's subordinate took out a bag of magic crystals from his pocket.

A grand celestial palace stands on the edge of the demonic cultivation territory; how could it possibly lack demonic crystals?

Although it wasn't much, it was enough for them.

The small fishing village didn't have a teleportation array, so they walked all the way to the town.

An eight-legged earth cage extends outwards, its massive array carved from a single piece of bluestone. At the highest point where the claws reach, there is a magic crystal the size of a basketball; each time someone below activates it, the crystal emits a dazzling light.

Many people wanted to use the teleportation array, resulting in long queues.

Jia Xitong and his group were at the end of the line, and it took them quite a while before it was their turn.

After handing over the magic crystals, the six people stood on the teleportation platform.

Jia Xitong felt the eight outer claws holding the magic crystal spinning violently, and the hurricane generated around her was about to distort her face.

Immediately afterwards

A strong feeling of weightlessness, like riding a roller coaster, came over me.

Once the surrounding hurricane subsided and the feeling of weightlessness disappeared, they found themselves in another teleportation array.

There are more people here.

The person in charge of guarding the teleportation array saw people appear and began to rudely shoo them away, "Go, go, go! Those who have arrived, don't stay on the teleportation array, get off now! Those who want to leave, line up, line up, next wave, next wave!"

Although they were driven down, the imperial city of the demonic cultivation realm is incredibly prosperous!

Small Western-style buildings of various styles. Taverns, inns, and vendors hawking their wares are everywhere.

The demonic cultivators favored red and black, and almost all of them wore clothing in these colors. The styles were diverse, and the materials were exquisite. Judging solely by the quality and materials of their clothes, Jia Xitong and her group were veritable country bumpkins.

Jia Xitong looked around so much that her eyes were almost blurry.

"Let's find a place to stay first."

Shang Yanting pulled her onto the street.

Find a place to eat and stay; look for an inn.

Jia Xitong looked around, her eyes landing on a four-story restaurant in the city. This restaurant was different from others in appearance, with carved beams and painted rafters, red wood and green paint. Colorful silk balls were tied to the gate and railings.

Seeing the unique restaurant, Jia Xitong's eyes lit up, and she pulled Shang Yanting to the restaurant's entrance, "Host, let's stay here for the next few days!"

Li Tuo took a closer look and felt that Jia Xitong's eyes were sharp—goodness, this place looks very expensive!

Upon hearing this, the demonic cultivator soliciting customers at the entrance couldn't help but laugh, "Young lady, this isn't a place for you. This is the Pleasure Pavilion!"

He had only ever seen people crying and begging not to let their men into the pleasure house, but this was the first time he had ever seen a young woman dragging her man in to go in.

Huanxilou?

Jia Xitong was taken aback by the name and didn't immediately understand it. She felt that while the name was festive, it also carried a slightly frivolous connotation.

But she quickly realized—it was a brothel!

Because there were so many respectable places in the martial arts area, she almost forgot about the popular tourist attractions that often appeared there. No wonder it was designed so uniquely; it's like a brothel trying to attract customers.

With a hostess as beautiful as her, entering a brothel would be like Tang Sanzang entering a spider cave or a women's kingdom.

Jia Xitong's expression changed. The more curious and fond she had been just now, the more resistant she became. "Dear host, we're not staying here anymore. Let's go!"

Why did they suddenly stop living there?

Li Tuo looked at Jia Xitong in surprise, not understanding why she had suddenly changed her mind. This inn was not only uniquely decorated, but the people were also very welcoming. In the short time he stood there, he received at least ten greetings, five invitations, and three whistling kisses from the girls upstairs.

This led him to believe that demon girls would prefer someone like him with small eyes, a round nose, and a round face. Jia Xitong's sudden change of heart caused her to lose many potential partners.

Of the group, only Shang Yanting noticed something unusual. "What exactly is that place?"

"Huanxilou is a brothel."

After Jia Xitong finished explaining, she suddenly realized that they didn't know the meaning of "brothel". "It means that a group of beautiful girls are kept in a building. The restaurant uses drinks and food as a gimmick, and the girls are the selling point. They are specially arranged to serve the men who come to consume, so as to make money."

Jia Xitong tried her best to blend clarity with tact, then looked at Li Tuo, who kept looking back, and said specifically,

"No matter how enthusiastic they are, they're all after your magic crystals. Some people are too enthusiastic towards every male customer, so it's best not to overthink it."

"Male customer?"

Shang Yanting listened to her emphasis on gender distinction, "Then there are also special options for female customers?"

"Of course there are."

These single women are also the main consumers in male escort clubs. Who wouldn't want a handsome guy with eight-pack abs, wearing a modified maid outfit, sitting next to them and calling them "sister" or "baby"?

Slurp.

Jia Xitong's face showed a longing expression.

Seeing her pathetic state, Shang Yanting's face darkened. "Do you want me to take you there?"

"Of course...no need."

Jia Xitong said righteously, "Host, what are you thinking? I'm yours. No matter how handsome the male cultivators outside are, they can't possibly move my heart. You are the only treasure in my heart."

rhetoric.

Clever words and a flattering demeanor.

Li Tuo listened to her long, cheesy speech and gave her this evaluation without any politeness.

That's so cheesy, it's unbearable.

Shang Yanting could handle it.

Although he didn't respond verbally, he reached out and took her hand, then chose a guesthouse that looked decent.

Their purpose in this journey is to find the Child of Nirvana (Baiyu Zhenjun).

According to Wan Zhi, True Monarch Bai Yu should be in the imperial city of Elephant Nose Luo Prefecture. Before they even began their search, they heard rumors about the Child of Nirvana everywhere, especially in places like inns where there were many people coming and going, and all sorts of people.

"With Elder Mo taking action, success was indeed achieved. Our Demon Child has finally been snatched back from those evil martial artists."

A demonic cultivator dressed in black with a red vest said, "But the Demon Prince doesn't understand the Demon Elder's good intentions and actually favors martial cultivators."

"Yeah, I wonder what kind of bewitching potion those bastard martial artists gave the Demon Prince."

His tablemate, a demonic cultivator in a red shirt and black vest, nodded in agreement. "Martial cultivators are despicable, treacherous, and vicious. The demon prince actually sides with them. He's lived in the martial cultivator territory for hundreds of years and still can't distinguish between good and bad."

"Yeah, martial arts practitioners are so wicked!"

"They love using tricks; they use them when they can't win, and they still use them when they can!"

"Moreover, he has a particularly strong palate. He likes to eat demonic cultivators and even dries them into jerky."

"If you ask me, they're the ones who should be called demons!"

---Aside---

Goodnight everyone~

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