Chapter 54: The Trap is Sprung

After a period of silence, a burst of enthusiastic cheers suddenly erupted from the small building. After the initial shock, everyone realized that Mo Ming had not lied. Just by looking at the two women’s alluring curves and otherworldly demeanor, they were sure to be beauties.

"How is that possible?" Qin Luo asked Da Niu from the private room on the second floor.

"It’s her! How could I not know? I’ve fucked her so many times!"

Da Niu was very certain. Like Qin Luo, although he couldn’t see the woman’s face clearly, he was extremely familiar with Nangong Muyun’s body and recognized her identity almost immediately.

"Are you sure?" Qin Luo felt inexplicably nervous when he thought about how well he knew his mother’s body.

Da Niu nodded, and Qin Luo stood up, somewhat anxiously saying, "Then that lady next to mother must be Aunt Jiang."

"What Aunt Jiang?" This was the first time Da Niu had ever heard this title.

"Empress!" Qin Luo emphasized.

"Damn it!" Da Niu slammed his fist on the table and said, "Why would they be prostitutes?"

Qin Luo slapped Da Niu on the head and said, "What prostitute! Those are Master and His Majesty!"

"Didn’t you say that..." Da Niu held his head, feeling a little aggrieved.

Although Nangong Muyun was wearing a butterfly mask, a blush still appeared on her pretty face. Although she usually dressed very simply, she had never dressed so revealingly before. Especially now that there was a large group of eager cultivators sitting below the stands, she felt even more ashamed. Unconsciously, her jade legs, which were wrapped with strings of pearls, began to gradually come together.

Jiang Qingyu was even more nervous. Before this, she was a mortal emperor above all others, but now she was dressed in such alluring clothes for everyone to see. This contrast made her face burn. For some reason, she suddenly remembered Nangong Muyun’s lewd behavior in the inn last night. Her sweet moans seemed to still be ringing in her ears. Looking at the window on the second floor, she immediately found Qin Luo’s location.

Compared to the numerous cultivators on the first floor, Jiang Qingyu felt most uneasy about the person who was her beloved’s biological son.

Even he had never seen me like this before... Thinking of this, Jiang Qingyu felt a sense of relief, and suddenly a warm current surged from below her body.

"Take two steps forward!"

"Yes! Take two more steps forward!"

The atmosphere downstairs gradually heated up, with cheers and jeers rising and falling. Mo Ming looked at Nangong Muyun with some helplessness. Her pleading gaze softened her heart, and she unconsciously began to move gracefully forward.

Jiang Qingyu was caught in a dilemma and had no choice but to walk alongside her. Although neither of them was naked, unlike Nangong Muyun, Jiang Qingyu’s honey hole was being pierced by several cool pearls. As she walked, the playful pearls would occasionally brush against her pink labia, making her almost lose her breath.

As they reached the edge of the platform, the two were getting closer and closer to the guests on the first floor. At this moment, several daring lecherous men leaned over and bent down to look up from below.

Jiang Qingyu felt nervous again. She knew that if they looked from the same angle as those people, they would definitely see the view between her legs. Several pearls seemed to have sunk into her labia, slowly caressing the soft flesh between her vagina with her breath.

After a period of discomfort, Nangong Muyun gradually recovered. The two of them wore small items made by Tianxiangfang on their faces. Although they had no combat function, they could prevent others from seeing their faces.

Mo Ming once confidently patted his chest and said, "Don’t worry, apart from Song Hongdao and Xuan Yuan Liushuang, no one can see your true faces."

Since they don’t know who I am, let them watch.

Ever since the thought crossed her mind, Nangong Muyun became increasingly bold. She knew that the people below the platform could see the beautiful scenery under the white veil, so she simply didn’t hide or avoid it, because the fiery gazes actually made her start to feel secretly excited.

Perhaps influenced by Nangong Muyun, Jiang Qingyu seemed to have the same thought. The pearl nestled in the ravine made her feel numb all over. Coupled with the cheers and jeers of the crowd, the enthusiastic atmosphere in the small building gradually relaxed her.

"Spin around! Spin around!"

Amid cheers from the crowd, the two walked around the platform again. After a series of movements, the black soft ropes woven into Jiang Qingyu’s clothes could no longer completely cover her private parts. Several cultivators with excellent eyesight could even see the black hairs peeking out between the pearls. The slightly curled hairs that were already wet made the crowd even more excited, and the cheers almost overturned the small building in the lake.

On Nangong Muyun’s side, it was a completely different story. She had just been filled with Da Niu’s semen last night, which meant that she could still feel the foul-smelling white fluid moving around inside her body, especially after the few cultivators who had seen it clearly exclaimed "White Fairy!"

Hearing her cries, she could only try her best to control her body and prevent the spring water mixed with the Niu’s semen from flowing out of her honey hole.

Seeing that no one was going to stop, Mo Ming finally spoke up to stop them, saying, "The time has come. Please, distinguished guests, make your bids."

He had just explained that bidding meant revealing one’s magical treasure. After that, the area downstairs gradually quieted down, because some of them sitting on the first floor didn’t even have the most mediocre magical treasures.

However, things finally started to move inside that mysterious private room on the second floor.

During the conversation, many experts revealed their magical treasures, but the two fairies seemed unsatisfied, which gradually increased the volume of discussion downstairs.

"Senior brother, I also have a magic weapon, how about..." Da Niu pointed to the golden rope around his waist.

Qin Luo shook his head and said impatiently, "Stop making things worse."

Da Niu sat down dejectedly. Thinking about how Nangong Muyun’s delicate body had been admired by everyone, he suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.

"Sect Leader Mo."

A deep male voice rang out, startling Qin Luo, who could sense that the voice was coming from next door.

"I have something called a cage."

A black box was tossed onto the platform, and with a flick of Mo Ming’s wrist, the box instantly stopped in mid-air.

"I would be grateful if Sect Leader Mo could demonstrate for the two fairies," the man said unhurriedly.

Mo Ming opened the brocade box, and a palm-sized, wooden cage-shaped object floated in the air.

Perhaps it was because the man’s voice contained a lot of true energy that the people downstairs, though they didn’t know what the thing was for, dared not make a sound.

"Made from meteorite iron, it can hold dragons and elephants, or even ants."

Mo Ming waved his hand, and the cage in the air immediately began to change into different shapes according to his will.

"It’s just a cage..." Finally, a discordant voice came from downstairs.

"No one below the eighth rank can escape." The man’s voice remained calm as he said, "If you don’t believe me, you’ll find out once you try."

"No need to try." The woman in white on the platform suddenly spoke up, saying, "Please, Sect Leader Mo, keep it safe for me for now."

Nangong Muyun had already learned about Bodhi’s room from Mo Ming, so he had been peering inside ever since Mo Ming spoke. The two of them were putting on such a show to get his attention, and now that he had made a bid, Nangong Muyun had just seized the opportunity.

As the leader of the eighteen Venerables under the Old Sword Master, Bodhi is rumored to have reached the eighth level of cultivation. Although Nangong Muyun and Jiang Qingyu could fight him together, for safety’s sake, they had no choice but to set up this trap with Mo Ming, approaching him as rogue cultivators to find out the purpose of the Old Sword Master’s series of strange behaviors recently.

Given their good looks, Nangong Muyun didn’t believe that the lustful Bodhi couldn’t utter a single word of truth.

As soon as the words were spoken, the two women lightly stepped forward and flew to the private room on the second floor where the voice had just come from.

Inside the private room, Qin Luo and Da Niu looked at each other. Their minds were not on any erotic thoughts, because Nangong Muyun and Jiang Qingyu were right next to them.

"We..." Da Niu asked, looking at Qin Luo.

Qin Luo was also undecided for a moment, but he knew that Nangong Muyun had her own ideas, so he did not want to take any action for the time being.

Da Niu pressed his ear against the wall, then said with some doubt, "There’s no sound at all..."

Qin Luo ignored it, thinking to himself that even divine sense couldn’t penetrate this wall, so relying on his ears was simply a pipe dream.

After Nangong Muyun and Jiang Qingyu went upstairs, the cultivators downstairs lost interest. Some of the cultivators who had found their favorite female rogue cultivators did not want to engage in lewd behavior in broad daylight under the watchful eyes of others, so they began to leave in twos and threes.

The private room next door.

As soon as Nangong Muyun and Jiang Qingyu entered, they suddenly noticed a familiar figure behind Bodhi.

Xiao Qing!

Nangong Muyun was startled and looked back, only to find an old man standing with his hands behind his back.

They exchanged a glance with Jiang Qingyu, and both of them secretly felt that something was wrong.

The old man slowly turned around, revealing himself to be Song Hongdao, dressed in a blue robe. Looking at the two people before him, his voice was very calm, as if he were an old friend he hadn’t seen for many days.

"My dear sisters-in-law, it’s been a long time."