Shura Field
No matter how they compared, the two had absolutely no similarities. Yi Wu could only suppress her doubts and put the matter behind her for the time being.
She drank glass after glass, from gulping down to sipping, and the wine jug was soon empty, then she listened attentively to their conversation.
The table was only this wide, so no matter how much Ling Hua and Jian Qinyuan lowered their voices, everyone could still hear them.
"Too many people have gone missing in the human world, so the emperor has found a way to seek help from the immortals." Ling Hua's face was faintly tired, probably because he had been very busy with various affairs recently. "Originally, I wouldn't need to personally intervene in this matter, but..."
As soon as he paused, Jian Qinyuan became anxious and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something more serious happening?"
He had only gone out to find a magic weapon, but he had no idea how so many things had happened.
Ling Hua nodded calmly, reluctant to acknowledge the truth. "If it were just mortals disappearing, it would be fine. But recently, immortals have also started disappearing. This is a serious situation. The Heavenly Monarch has sent me to investigate this matter personally."
"We've been investigating all the way and found out that the missing persons case might be related to some imperial courtesan, so we hurried here."
It would be fine if they attacked mortals, but they even dared to kidnap immortals. If this matter were to get out, how would the immortals save their face?
The Heavenly Emperor cares most about his reputation, so he demands that Ling Hua bring the culprit to justice to serve as a warning to others and boost the morale of the Immortal Clan.
However, various clues found during the investigation indicate that this matter is not that simple.
"Could it be that courtesan from the imperial capital?" Qiao Siyue suddenly realized something and looked at her senior brother. "So that's what Senior Brother wanted to say."
At the same time, Ling Hua suddenly guessed something and asked tentatively, "Could it be you?"
The few of them exchanged glances, and Jian Qinyuan nodded gravely, looking rather distressed. "That's right, my junior fellow apprentice was also captured by the evil demon. My junior apprentice sister chased him here, but he disappeared."
It seems that the seriousness of the situation is far beyond imagination, and the atmosphere becomes gloomy for a while.
No one noticed that Jiufang Mingyuan didn't say anything from beginning to end, but the more he listened, the colder the look in his eyes became.
The severity of this matter was far greater than they had imagined. What outsiders did not know was that the same thing was happening to the demons as well.
It is still unknown whether this matter involves the demon clan, but the person behind it is definitely not simple and may be brewing some shocking conspiracy if he dares to reach out to mortals, immortals, and demons at the same time.
While the few of them were in a state of solemnity, the rest of the hall was still bustling with activity. The men, obsessed with beauty, were filled with anticipation, hoping to catch a glimpse of the legendary oiran.
I'm afraid they never showed the slightest bit of their eager anticipation to their wives at home.
Liu Yu looked around at the situation, his eyes accidentally passed by Yi Wu, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity surged in his heart.
His eyes were fixed on the small mole on Yi Wu's cheekbone for a long time without moving, staring at her so hard that she felt like she was being pricked by a thorn in her back and dared not move.
This scene happened right in front of Jian Qinyuan, and he quickly noticed that Yi Wu's expression was wrong.
Oh no, did Liu Yu recognize her?
Jian Qinyuan's heart was filled with alarm, and he immediately spoke out to help, "What are you looking at, Immortal Lord Liuyu? You look so serious."
Jian Qinyuan was the only one at the table who knew both Yiwu's and Jiufang Mingyuan's identities. While he couldn't fathom Jiufang Mingyuan's true plans, he absolutely couldn't let the immortals know they were interacting with the demons.
Not only did he have to conceal the truth for Yiwu, but he also had to be careful that the immortals might discover Jiufang Mingyuan. When Jian Qinyuan thought about this, his scalp tightened.
Hearing him ask this, Ling Hua and Chang Ying also looked over.
For a moment, everyone at the table, even Jiufang Mingyuan, looked at Yi Wu. She frowned uncomfortably and turned to stare at him.
When she turned around, Chang Ying also vaguely saw the small mole on her cheekbone, and immediately understood, and looked at Liu Yu secretly.
In just a few breaths, everyone's mood changed dramatically.
Caught in the act of peeking, Liu Yu quickly averted his gaze, a little embarrassed. "Nothing, it's just that this young man looked familiar, so I took a few more glances."
As soon as he finished speaking, before anyone else could say anything, the door of the restaurant suddenly slammed shut, startling the guests and making them look back.
The next moment, a sudden and unnatural wind swept through the room, extinguishing all the candles simultaneously. The surroundings were immediately plunged into darkness, and the crowd began to panic.
"What's going on? Why did it suddenly go dark?"
"What's going on?"
"How come all the candles are out? How can I look at the beauty?"
"Boss, light the fire! You're keeping me from seeing the beauty. Just wait and see how I deal with you."
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Yi Wu remained calm on the surface, secretly reaching into her sleeve to feel for her dagger, ready to respond to any emergency. She accidentally touched her right arm, drawing Jiufang Mingyuan's sidelong glance.
The lobby was in a state of panic and darkness, and Qiao Siyue was a little scared. She was about to quietly grab the hem of the person next to her, but unexpectedly, Chang Ying suddenly stood up and her grasp was empty.
"It's already this late, and these lustful men are still thinking about looking at beauties. They don't know whether they live or die." Chang Yao clenched her left hand and summoned a sword.
Amidst the chaos, there was a clang of a sword being unsheathed. Ling Hua quickly warned, "Chang'ai, the situation is still unclear. Don't be impulsive."
Liu Yu also advised her: "The Oiran hasn't appeared yet. If we alert the enemy, it will be more trouble than gain."
What they said made sense. Chang Ying snorted coldly, put away her sword and sat down again.
She was so powerful that Qiao Siyue didn't dare to approach her anymore. She could only turn to the eldest brother and said pitifully, "Elder brother, I'm scared."
Jian Qinyuan patted her shoulder in the dark and was about to say a few words of comfort when a faint candlelight suddenly lit up in the middle of the lobby.
On the high platform, veiled by red gauze, the candlesticks between the four corner pillars had been lit at some point. The light shone through the red gauze, illuminating the nearby areas while remaining dim in the distance. The atmosphere in the entire restaurant lobby became enchanting and ambiguous.
The panic gradually subsided, and under the cover of red gauze, a shadow suddenly appeared on the platform, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
“Look!”
"Is the courtesan here?"
"Of course, it's extraordinary. Even the way he appeared is so different."
Everyone rushed to the platform happily, trying to occupy a favorable position and catch a close look at the beauty of the courtesan.
Yi Wu raised her nose, met Jian Qinyuan's gaze, and whispered, "There's a demonic aura."
Except for Qiao Siyue, whose cultivation was still shallow, everyone at the table smelled the powerful demonic energy and stared at the platform intently.
This demon is not only highly skilled in Taoism, but also extremely arrogant, not hiding his aura at all.
Even through the gauze curtain, you can vaguely see her big tail swaying from side to side, and there are no less than five of them.
Jiufang Mingyuan felt a little tired from sitting, so he slumped down, propping his chin up with his hand, and said lazily, "There's also a smell of fox."
After the courtesan appeared, the hall quickly became quiet. Although his voice was not loud, the people at the table could still hear it clearly.
Ling Hua nodded in agreement, then turned around abruptly and stared at him inquiringly.
This voice sounds familiar.
He was concentrating on thinking about who the voice sounded like when Jian Qinyuan clapped his hands vigorously and laughed awkwardly, "Haha, look at my memory, I forgot to introduce you."
"This young man is Qin Mo, a close friend of mine. The man next to him is his cousin, Ming Yuan."
I guess when Jiufang Mingyuan casually came up with this name, he didn't expect to meet the immortals today. It was such an unfortunate coincidence.
Afterwards, he vaguely introduced Ling Hua and the others to Yi Wu and Jiufang Mingyuan, and the two sides officially got to know each other.
Yi Wu and Jiufang Mingyuan were not very enthusiastic people, and they were pretending, so they didn't respond much, and the atmosphere became a little cold for a while.
Ling Hua, still staring intently at Ming Yuan, suddenly remembered who he sounded like: the Demon Clan's Young Lord, Jiufang Mingyuan. Not only did their voices resemble each other, their names were also very similar, yet there wasn't a trace of demonic aura in this man.
Fortunately, Jian Qinyuan spoke up in time, forcibly diverting Ling Hua's attention again, "Look, the curtain is open."
Along with the sound of pipa playing, the tightly wrapped red veil around the platform was lifted, revealing an enchanting woman dancing gracefully inside.
Her skin was snow-white, shimmering faintly in the candlelight, a beauty too beautiful to be looked at directly. She wore only a few pieces of white cloth covering her essential parts. Her tulle skirt reached the floor, and her every move was graceful and charming.
Her delicate face was flawless, a sight unmatched in the world. Her alluring fox eyes could easily captivate anyone with a single glance.
Everyone in the hall was captivated by her beauty and stared at her intently, unwilling to take their eyes off her.
No one noticed that Yi Wu looked a little surprised.
It turns out that this most beautiful girl in the imperial capital is Feiqin, the fox demon she used to open the seal.
At that time, she only had three tails, but now she has eight. Not only has her cultivation improved several times, but her appearance has also become more beautiful and captivating than before. It can be imagined that the Snake Queen has given her many benefits.
In the end, Yi Wu was actually one of the people who caused the current situation.
Realizing this, her face darkened. Now that things had come to this, she had to deal with it.
On the high platform, where mortals could not see the fox tails, Feiqin swung her eight tails with all her might, dancing with her body, captivating the audience with her charm.
Occasionally, she would lick the back of her hand with the tip of her tongue, looking extremely seductive.
"Eight-tailed fox demon," Ling Hua said solemnly, muttering to himself, "It looks unfamiliar. Could it be that it has been newly cultivated in recent years..."
As far as he knew, four hundred years ago, the demon clan had only one nine-tailed fox demon, the Demon Queen, and he had never heard of an eight-tailed fox demon. Could it be that in just three hundred years, this fox demon could grow eight tails and be so powerful?
Jian Qinyuan shook his head. He didn't know where this fox demon came from and couldn't answer.
The song was very long. The pipa played for almost a quarter of an hour, and there was no other sound in the hall.
As Feiqin danced enchantingly, a faint fragrance permeated the air, reaching everyone's nose. That enchanting figure seemed to wreak havoc on people's hearts, leaving them in a trance and feeling a surge of emotion.
Feiqin smiled with great satisfaction as she glanced at the dull-eyed men in the audience.
Sure enough, no one could escape her charm, no matter who they were, they all had to surrender to her beauty.
She was about to signal the pipa to stop, but suddenly realized that someone in the hall was still conscious. She looked over in surprise. She accidentally met several sharp gazes, but immediately looked away without making a sound.
Yi Wu turned around. Most of the seven people at the table had advanced cultivation or strong minds, and hadn't been seduced by the fox demon. Only Junior Sister Qiao Siyue's eyes had grown dull and lifeless, as if she had lost her soul.
Under the table, she kicked Jian Qinyuan, then raised her chin towards his junior sister, and the other party realized something was wrong.
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