Chapter 57 The man, wearing a straw hat, sat down...
"I want her." Liu Yuan's gaze locked onto the girl as she spoke to the cultivator and madam following behind her.
The cultivators beside them exchanged a helpless glance and could only pretend not to hear.
Seeing this, the madam quickly said, "Oh dear, that girl isn't one of the girls here. Why don't you look at some others?"
"I want her." Liu Yuan's gaze remained fixed on the girl, his eyes filled with a determined light.
Before he could do anything, he saw the girl's gaze fall on him, her expression blank.
Almost the instant those eyes looked at Liu Yuan, Meng Chiwan felt Liu Yuan's body tremble.
It wasn't fear. It was excessive excitement.
So beautiful. Just looking at those eyes, it's as if you can glimpse the face beneath the veil.
The girl watched him silently, while Liu Yuan remained motionless for some reason.
The girl was clearly looking into his eyes, yet it seemed she wasn't looking at him at all.
Her bright, watery eyes gazed at him casually, as if looking through his eyes at something.
Meng Chiwan also looked through Liu Yuan's eyes. For some reason, the moment she met those eyes, she felt a strange sense of familiarity.
But she couldn't imagine where she had seen it before.
Perhaps it was just her imagination. After thinking for a while, she had no choice but to give up.
Shortly afterward, the girl looked away and quietly surveyed her surroundings, as if searching for something.
When Liu Yuan saw that she had looked away, she suddenly felt empty inside. Then Meng Chiwan could feel her body moving; it was Liu Yuan walking towards the girl.
"What are you looking for, young lady?" Liu Yuan asked.
The girl glanced at him indifferently, then looked away, as if she had no interest in him whatsoever.
But Liu Yuan did not give up. He suppressed his anger and said, "Do I have what you are looking for?"
This time, the girl completely ignored him, not sparing him a single glance.
Liu Yuan turned and glanced at the cultivator behind her, her gaze sinister, as if she were venting her anger on someone. But in an instant, she still mustered her last bit of composure and said, "I am going to Lingjiang Palace to look for something. I wonder if you have ever been to Lingjiang Palace?"
Upon hearing the words "Lingjiang Palace," the girl finally reacted, chuckling softly, her voice carrying a hint of coldness: "You're going to Lingjiang Palace too?"
Seeing that the girl was finally ignoring him, Liu Yuan smiled and hurriedly said, "Go find something."
The girl gave him a nonchalant look, then asked, "What are you looking for?"
"...I'm looking for a magical artifact." Liu Yuan carefully considered her words this time before speaking.
The girl chuckled softly, then glanced at him sideways with a strange look in her eyes: "If you wanted me to talk to you, why did you hide it from me?"
Liu Yuan gazed into her exquisitely beautiful eyes, which seemed to hold countless secrets, enticing him to explore their depths step by step.
Meng Chiwan, looking into her eyes, instinctively sensed that something was amiss.
Although she was not Liu Yuan herself, she was still affected by his body, and her whole being began to soften, unconsciously wanting to immerse herself in those beautiful eyes.
Liu Yuan herself seemed to sense something was amiss, and asked in return, "Does the young lady also wish to go to Lingjiang Palace?"
"No sincerity," the girl said calmly without answering.
“I respect you, young lady, but please don’t be so disrespectful. You are a smart woman and should know what I want,” Liu Yuan said calmly, his eyes slightly narrowed.
The girl looked into his eyes and stared at him for a long time. She seemed to discover something in them, then stopped smiling, looked away, and stopped paying attention to Liu Yuan.
Liu Yuan remained silent for a moment, then a rope appeared out of thin air in her right hand, followed by a hand seal.
The madam behind him was puzzled, but the cultivators immediately understood what he wanted to do.
It's nothing more than forceful seizure. Since they won't accept it after being persuaded and coaxed, then the only option left is to tie them to the bed.
Meng Chiwan was anxious and tried again in vain to control her body, but she couldn't do it no matter what she did.
When the magic spell landed on the girl, Meng Chiwan clearly heard Liu Yuandi's laughter coming from her chest.
She closed her eyes and sighed softly.
But after waiting for a while, there was no other sound. Instead, she heard a muffled groan from Liu Yuan.
"What an insincere young man." The girl chuckled softly.
Meng Chiwan opened her eyes. The girl in front of her was clearly unharmed, with only a few strands of hair slightly blown by the breeze, and her veil rippling like waves on water.
Liu Yuan glared at the girl with resentment, and once again formed a magic seal in her hand. This time, she did not conceal her strength; it was a magic seal containing the power of the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
The cultivators behind him simultaneously erected protective barriers to help him clean up the mess.
Meng Chiwan thought to herself: Although she didn't know how the girl had dodged Liu Yuan's attack, she didn't seem to have any spiritual energy and looked just like an ordinary person.
Almost the instant the spell was cast, Liu Yuan said, "Even the dead can be played with."
He really is a beast.
The girl stared at him, seemingly oblivious to his words and ignoring the magic incantation he offered.
He simply stood there and casually plucked a couple of strings.
The spell dissipated like petals the moment it touched her, causing her the slightest harm.
The girl smiled gently, stroked the zither again, and then tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear.
Everything was like a gentle breeze to her, leaving no trace on her face.
Liu Yuan felt a surge of anger welling up inside her, but she couldn't vent it: "Who are you?"
The girl, as she looked up while playing the zither, had a beauty mark appear near her eyelashes.
It's so similar to Yun Xianqing.
But when she looked again, the beauty mark had vanished, leaving only those indifferent eyes. It was all like a hallucination.
"What kind of magical artifact are you looking for?" the girl asked casually, holding her zither.
"You wait." Liu Yuan did not answer.
He then retreated behind the cultivators and said, "Kill her."
The cultivators behind them were on high alert, and none of them dared to make a move.
"Go on, you bunch of useless trash!" Liu Yuan was furious when she saw that no one dared to move. She had already suffered a setback, and she couldn't bear to see these people so cowardly.
One of the cultivators tried to struggle: "Young master, I'm afraid..."
Before he could finish speaking, Liu Yuan interrupted him, saying in a sinister tone, "Afraid of her? Then aren't you afraid of what's on your body..."
The monk immediately shut his mouth and stopped talking. Despite the madam behind him shouting, "Don't fight here!", he charged toward the girl.
Several people drew their swords! Each sword contained the spiritual power of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator.
But when Meng Chiwan looked at the girl, the girl was still standing there lazily, looking listless, as if she was a little tired.
As expected, the sword intent that landed on the girl turned into smoke and clouds, and the sword stopped an inch in front of her, unable to get any closer no matter what.
For some reason, Meng Chiwan seemed to see that beauty mark again.
Is it a hallucination?
Seeing that none of them could break through the girl's defenses, Liu Yuan unconsciously began to berate the cultivators for being useless. Then, he began to prepare a magic incantation in his hands.
The incantation and several sword intents were sent out at the same time, but they were not aimed at the girl, but at the crowd that had already dispersed and some items in the brothel.
He wanted to take his anger out on innocent people.
Meng Chiwan could only watch helplessly from inside his body, and the thought suddenly arose in her mind that it would be better if he died.
In the blink of an eye, all his spells and sword intent were neutralized, replaced by a rope flying towards Liuyuan.
Before long, Liu Yuan was bound.
The current situation is that he is forced to kneel on the ground, while the girl sits lazily in a chair, playing the zither as if nothing has happened.
The music was beautiful. But Liu Yuan couldn't hear a word of it at that moment.
"Did you come here to improve your cultivation?" the girl asked him slowly.
Liu Yuan stubbornly remained silent.
Then the rope binding him began to tighten, as if it were about to strangle him.
Clearly, Liu Yuan wasn't a very determined person. Before long, he shouted, "Yes, yes, yes! Stop shrinking!"
The girl remained unmoved, the rope still tightening: "There seems to be something on you."
Liu Yuan hurriedly shouted, "I'll give you all the magical artifacts, talismans, and pills I have, just let me go!"
“Not this one.” The girl shook her head slightly, then said, word by word, “What I’m looking for seems to be you.”
Meng Chiwan was taken aback.
When the girl spoke, she looked into Liu Yuan's eyes. She was clearly looking at Liu Yuan, yet for some reason, she felt as if the girl was looking at her.
But isn't this just an illusion?
It must have been an illusion. Meng Chiwan breathed a sigh of relief.
Liu Yuan thought for a moment about what she still had on her, and then said with a look of grim determination, "I can sacrifice myself."
The girl paused upon hearing this, seemingly speechless: "No need."
"Then tell me what exactly you're looking for?" Liu Yuan asked.
The girl seemed intrigued: "I'm looking for someone. But you haven't seen them before."
"How do you know I haven't seen it before?" Liu Yuan asked, puzzled.
"I just searched your soul," the girl said nonchalantly.
"When?! Aren't you afraid of making me stupid?" Liu Yuan shouted in despair.
"What are you afraid of? You're already stupid." The girl replied without hesitation, "Oh... no, you're both stupid and wicked."
Seeing Liu Yuan's humiliation, Meng Chiwan felt a surge of satisfaction.
Almost the instant she smiled, the girl met Liu Yuan's eyes, seemingly looking at something.
But Meng Chiwan began to feel uneasy. Was he really looking at Liu Yuan? Was she truly invisible?
Then, in the next instant, the brothel, where the crowd had long since dispersed, became noisy again.
A group of people swaggered into the brothel.
Liu Yuan turned her head to look over.
The girl glanced over casually as well.
The moment Meng Chiwan saw that group of people through Liu Yuan's eyes, her blood almost froze.
The person in the lead was dressed in plain white, clearly a low-key style, but the cloud patterns woven with gold thread on the hem of his clothes were extremely flamboyant.
The man, wearing a straw hat, sat in a corner on the first floor. Several people stood behind him, not sitting down, seemingly his attendants.
Author's Note: Long time no see! I've been busy moving and haven't had time to update lately, I'm so sorry, but thankfully I'm done now! [Panda head emoji]
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