Records of Cultivating Immortals [NTR]
Chapter 53: The Fragrance Appreciation Event
Chapter 53: The Fragrance Appreciation Event
"What?!"
The sky was beginning to lighten with the first hint of dawn. Inside the inn, Qin Luo stared at his mother in shock.
Seeing his expression, Nangong Muyun smiled slightly and asked, "What’s wrong?"
At this moment, only the mother and son were in the guest room. Qin Luo lowered his voice and said, "She is the Empress, how could she possibly be interested in Da Niu?"
"That’s not necessarily true..." Nangong Muyun had already put on her clothes, but she hadn’t fastened them. Qin Luo could see his mother’s plain white dress draped over her delicate body like a bathrobe, revealing her cleavage, flat stomach, and the white fluid staining her private parts.
"Besides, Da Niu’s Overlord Manual might also improve her, and..." Nangong Muyun’s gaze fell on Qin Luo.
"What?" Qin Luo asked, puzzled.
"Azure Dragon Technique," Nangong Muyun said succinctly.
"It’s not that only a beloved person can..." Qin Luo looked at his mother with a hint of amusement in his eyes, but didn’t continue.
"Don’t you like her?" Nangong Muyun asked with a smile.
Qin Luo dared not answer. Suddenly, the scene of Jiang Qingyu, who had killed several people in the forest in an instant last night, flashed through his mind.
Perhaps influenced by his mother’s words, he even began to imagine the scene of Da Niu’s strong body pressing Jiang Qingyu down.
Without pressing further, Nangong Muyun slowly stood up and said, "I have a feeling that this auction is unusual. If something really happens, you and Da Niu won’t be able to help. Remember to take care of your own lives first."
Qin Luo was startled and immediately stood up, asking, "Mother, have you found out anything?"
Nangong Muyun shook her head and said, "It’s just a feeling. Maybe I’m overthinking it."
Two hours later, as the sun rose, Qin Luo and his companions walked slowly across a narrow wooden bridge over Yunxian Lake in Yangxian Port City.
"Is this Tianxiangfang?" Da Niu asked, looking at a building at the end of the wooden bridge.
This is a small building with only two floors. From a distance, apart from its large size, it looks almost identical to an inn or restaurant in the city.
"This is where the auction is being held." Nangong Muyun and Jiang Qingyu exchanged a glance and entered side by side.
As its reputation grew, Tianxiangfang’s auctions gradually evolved from once a year to once every six months, then once a quarter, and now once a month.
Following his mother into the small building, Qin Luo discovered that it was a hidden world inside.
The first thing you see is a wide, high platform, below which are rows of neatly arranged square tables, which are the seats for ordinary cultivators. Looking up, the second floor is divided into private rooms, which only the distinguished guests of Tianxiangfang can enter.
The four of them were naturally ushered to the second floor as soon as they entered. Upon entering the private room, Qin Luo discovered that the room was decorated in a very special way. As soon as you entered, you could see a long window. Looking down through the window, you could only see a high platform on the first floor. The square table in front of the platform was obscured by a very cleverly designed scroll.
This was intentional on Tianxiangfang’s part, to protect the privacy of their VIP guests. Even with such a large window in the private room on the second floor, people below cannot see through it.
Qin Luo also keenly sensed that after arriving at this place, his divine sense was restricted everywhere, as if invisible restrictions had been set up on the surrounding walls. He understood this and guessed that it was to protect the guests.
Thinking of this, Qin Luo, who was leaning against the window, couldn’t help but peek out and found that there was indeed a wooden fence separating the window from the one next door.
"Let’s go find Mo Ming to discuss some things," Nangong Muyun said to Qin Luo. "You and Da Niu wait here."
With a sudden pang of anxiety, Qin Luo remembered the words Nangong Muyun had spoken that morning. He wanted to go with her, but after seeing his mother’s resolute gaze, he had no choice but to turn back.
Sitting back down by the window, Qin Luo was filled with worry. Da Niu, who was beside him, seemed to sense his senior brother’s unease and whispered, "Senior brother, where did Master go?"
"I don’t know." Frustrated, Qin Luo’s tone was somewhat impatient.
"Is there any danger?" Da Niu asked.
"Why do you say that?" Qin Luo asked in return.
"I’m not stupid." Da Niu smiled innocently and said, "I know Master wants revenge."
"What else do you know?" Qin Luo asked again, not finding this strange at all.
"Hmm..." Da Niu shook his head and said, "I don’t know. I don’t have that much time to think about it. I’ll just do whatever Master tells me to do."
As if he had thought of something, Qin Luo’s tone softened slightly as he said, "But this has nothing to do with you."
This was the truth. Even now, Qin Luo still felt ashamed of the mother and son’s actions of using the Niu to improve their cultivation.
"This is an old grudge, and a family matter. If something really happens to Baiyun Palace, with your current cultivation level, you can find a safe place in the lower realm," Qin Luo added.
Da Niu understood Qin Luo’s implied meaning, and his face immediately turned red. He said, "I don’t care about any of that. If anyone hurts Master, I will chase them to the ends of the earth and skin them alive!"
Qin Luo shook his head. Even his mother and Jiang Qingyu had to be careful, so the simple-minded Da Niu had no idea what he was about to face.
The two fell silent for a moment. It seemed that quite a few people had arrived downstairs. Qin Luo heard a buzzing sound of laughter coming from under the painting.
The auction began quickly. Although it was their first time attending such a gathering, Qin Luo and Da Niu, preoccupied with their own thoughts, watched somewhat absentmindedly.
First came some spiritual herbs, then some second-rate magical treasures. Qin Luo even found it a bit boring; he didn’t understand why these things were worth holding an auction for.
After the auction ended, Mo Ming, with a smile on his face, walked up to the platform. After a series of meaningless pleasantries, he suddenly straightened up and said loudly, "Thank you all for gracing us with your presence. The incense appreciation event is now officially beginning."
A fragrance appreciation event? Qin Luo and Da Niu looked at each other in surprise; they were unaware that the auction had such a segment.
A soft sound came, and Qin Luo suddenly noticed that the ceiling on the second floor was slowly opening. A beam of sunlight shone directly onto the platform, and two graceful figures walked out from behind a large curtain on the platform. Looking at the scene before him, Qin Luo couldn’t help but say, "Oh, I see."
"What?" Da Niu was still a little confused.
"It’s just some female cultivators who aren’t affiliated with any sect wearing clothes from Tianxiangfang for people to look at. If someone likes one, they can pay some money to invite her to their room for a chat," Qin Luo explained.
Seeing that Da Niu still looked puzzled, Qin Luo sighed and said, "You know what a brothel is, right?"
"Oh, I see." Da Niu suddenly realized, and said, "These are prostitutes?"
Qin Luo shook his head, somewhat helplessly saying, "I guess so."
He finally understood why so many cultivators attended this boring auction: prostitution, it seems all men are the same.
As they spoke, two rows of female cultivators dressed in various outfits slowly walked forward, and Qin Luo and Da Niu were immediately drawn to the spring scenery on the high platform.
Most of the items were erotic clothing, which the two men, who were not very knowledgeable about such things, found fascinating. The female cultivators all had excellent figures, which appeared even more graceful and charming under their alluring outfits.
The chatter downstairs had subsided considerably. It seemed that many people, like the two of them, were captivated by the beauty before them, their eyes dazzled by the spring scenery on the high platform. Qin Luo and Da Niu were completely unaware that a red figure had gracefully passed by the door behind them.
"Senior brother..." Da Niu looked at one of the women and couldn’t help but say, "Do you know what she’s wearing? It’s called black stockings and high heels."
"How did you know?" Qin Luo asked, somewhat puzzled.
Da Niu chuckled and said, "My master showed it to me."
This slightly smug remark immediately sparked Qin Luo’s imagination. Looking at those captivating garments, he couldn’t help but imagine what his mother would look like wearing them.
Time passed slowly, and as one woman after another was called down from the platform, Qin Luo could even hear bursts of giggles coming from downstairs.
Only after the last female cultivator’s name was called did Mo Ming step forward again and say, "I have been entrusted by someone, so there are some other programs today. The next two beauties are both female cultivators around the sixth level. However, they have made a request: they do not want money or spiritual medicine. They only want to see which distinguished guest can produce some magic treasures. If the two fairies are satisfied with them, they will have the opportunity to get close to them."
He was clearly addressing the second floor with the last few sentences, but as soon as he finished speaking, someone downstairs said, "What kind of person is she that deserves the title of ’fairy’?"
This somewhat disdainful shout was exactly what Mo Ming wanted to hear. He smiled slightly and said, "Whether she is a fairy or not, you will all know at a glance."
As the curtain slowly rose, two figures, one in black and one in white, were immediately exposed to everyone’s gaze.
The discussion abruptly stopped, and Qin Luo suddenly stopped breathing.
The woman on the left was dressed in a transparent white veil, wearing a butterfly mask. Her dress was decorated with white lotus flowers made of silk, which covered the beautiful scenery at the neckline but exposed her two round breasts. Between her flat stomach, there were several dazzling silver lines. Further down, under the white veil, there was an auspicious cloud pattern embroidered on her crotch, which just covered her charming private parts. On her slender legs, a long chain of small pearls was intertwined. Under the sunlight, she was both cool and alluring, gentle and sexy.
The woman on the right also wore the same butterfly mask, but unlike the other woman, she didn’t have any veil on her body. Dozens of black soft ropes were intertwined and crisscrossed, revealing several sensitive areas. In particular, the few conspicuous black soft ropes between her legs seemed to be adorned with golden pearls. This discovery made Qin Luo even more imaginative. Her jade legs were covered with the black stockings that Da Niu had mentioned earlier, which shone with a charming luster in the sunlight.
However, what Qin Luo found strange was that the small butterfly masks on their faces seemed to have some kind of limitation. Whenever he looked at their faces, he felt as if he were in a dream.
"That mask seems to be something special," Qin Luo thought to himself.
"Master!" Da Niu called out.
Qin Luo was startled and immediately looked away, asking, "What?"
Da Niu seemed a little impatient and pointed at the woman in white gauze, saying, "That one, she’s Master!"