41: Chapter 41 Immortal's Fate Pavilion

After Mo Xiaohu and Mo Shoutian, the two brothers, drank several cups of wine in a row, Mo Xiaohu asked:

"Brother Shoutian, did you come this time for Elder Zhou Xuanze of the Xuanyang Sect?"

Mo Shoutian nodded while picking up food with his chopsticks.

Seeing him nod, Mo Xiaohu continued:

"Brother Shoutian, I've also made some inquiries over the past few days. As long as any business in Qingshi Town grows a bit too large, it will be targeted by these Sects."

"At present, about half of the sizable businesses in Qingshi Town are attached to the Xuanyang Sect, and the other half are attached to the Baihe Sect."

Mo Shoutian, who was originally eating his food, stopped his chopsticks upon hearing this.

"The reason we weren't targeted before was because we didn't have much scale yet. Now that we've just grown a bit, we've been targeted by these bastards."

Hearing this, Mo Shoutian first glanced out the window and then said:

"You are not allowed to say words like this in the future; this place is not comparable to Mo Family Village."

Mo Xiaohu nodded after hearing this.

"Am I not just talking about it with you, Brother?"

"Fine, I know."

"Also, Brother, how is Xiaochuan doing with Cultivating now?"

Mo Shoutian's expression changed slightly upon hearing this.

"Xiaochuan is the future hope of our Mo Family Village, so don't chat about these things in the future."

Mo Xiaohu nodded upon hearing this and did not continue asking.

Half an hour later, Mo Shoutian, fully satisfied with food and wine, walked out of the Mo Family Pharmacy, mounted his horse, and went to the Mo Family Inn.

The person in charge of the Mo Family Inn was Mo Chunhe. He, who only knew how to sleep in a year ago, was still sitting in front of the inn's counter looking at the ledger late at night, while Mo Xiaoer was dozing off on the nearby table.

As soon as Mo Shoutian entered the door, Mo Chunhe saw him.

"Brother Shoutian, why did you only just arrive?"

Mo Shoutian did not answer his question, but instead asked in return:

"Do you brat still sleep in now?"

Mo Chunhe smiled.

"How is there still time to sleep in now? I've been busy since early this morning until now and haven't rested yet."

"How is business this month?"

"With me here, business is definitely good. Brother Shoutian, I just finished calculating this month's revenue and expenses today, making a net profit of eighty-seven taels."

Mo Shoutian nodded upon hearing this.

"Not bad. It is getting late, open a premium room for me, and you should rest early too."

"Alright, Brother Shoutian."

After speaking, Mo Chunhe glanced at Mo Xiaoer, who was still dozing off, walked over, and patted him on the head.

"Still fucking sleeping, hurry up and take Brother Shoutian's horse to the backyard, send the luggage on the horse's back to the number one premium room, and draw a basin of hot water."

Mo Xiaoer, who was originally dozing off, was patted awake. Seeing that it was the boss, he hurriedly ran outside to lead the horse and get the luggage.

Mo Chunhe personally led Mo Shoutian to the room.

After entering the room, Mo Shoutian asked Mo Chunhe to close the door.

"Brother Shoutian, what is it, making it so mysterious?"

Mo Shoutian looked outside the door, made sure there was no one, and said:

"Your place has many people and mixed voices. Help me keep an eye out in the future and see if anyone is discussing the matter of half a piece of jade."

"Half a piece of jade? Is it the one the Baihe Sect asked us to find before?"

Mo Shoutian did not answer, but instead smiled and cursed:

"Do whatever I tell you brat to do, when did you learn to get to the bottom of things?"

Mo Chunhe hurriedly said with a smile:

"Brother Shoutian, I have noted it down."

At this time, Mo Xiaoer walked up carrying a basin of hot water, with Mo Shoutian's luggage hanging over his shoulder.

After entering the door, Mo Xiaoer first placed the luggage by the bed, and then said with a full face of smiles:

"Boss, the water is just scalding hot, perfect for soaking feet."

Mo Shoutian nodded, and looking at Mo Chunhe again, said:

"It's getting late, if there are no guests, you should rest early too."

"Brother Shoutian, I know. There are still two empty rooms, I'll wait a little longer, you rest early."

After speaking, Mo Chunhe left the room with Mo Xiaoer.

Mo Shoutian took off his shoes, soaked his feet, and thought about what Mo Xiaohu had said just now.

He had previously thought that after the Mo family's businesses grew larger, they might be approached by immortal cultivation Sects, but he didn't expect that half of the businesses in Qingshi Town belonged to the Baihe Sect.

That severed-armed Elder Xu of the Baihe Sect had almost taken his life. Later, the Senior Brother of the Baihe Sect beat Uncle Changfu and Mo Xiaoer to death.

Rather than cooperating with enemies, it's better to cooperate with the Xuanyang Sect. But what kind of Sect was this Xuanyang Sect?

After finishing soaking his feet, Mo Shoutian lay on the bed and fell asleep while thinking.

When he opened his eyes the next day, it was already broad daylight.

It was still too early to go to Xianyuan Pavilion to find Elder Zhou Xuanze at this time; he had to wait until close to noon anyway.

Therefore, he started practicing the basic Breathing Technique taught to him by Qingli in the room.

Over the past year, as long as he wasn't going out on business, he would practice this Breathing Technique every day after waking up.

Strangely enough, ever since he started practicing this Breathing Technique, he had never fallen ill over the past year.

Close to noon, Mo Shoutian's room door was knocked on.

Then, Mo Chunhe's voice came from outside:

"Brother Shoutian, it's almost noon, are you still not awake?"

"I woke up early."

Mo Shoutian opened the room door while speaking.

After opening the door, he saw that Mo Chunhe's eye sockets were obviously somewhat dark.

"Chunhe, did you not Cultivate that Breathing Technique given to you before?"

"Brother Shoutian, you aren't unaware of me; I can't even get enough sleep, how could I still have time to practice that."

"I advise you brat to still practice it when you're not busy."

Mo Chunhe nodded.

"Understood. Brother Shoutian, it's almost noon, what are you planning to eat?"

"I won't eat, I'll go to Xianyuan Pavilion in a moment."

Hearing this, Mo Chunhe instantly perked up.

"I didn't expect, Brother Shoutian, that you are actually this kind of person?"

Mo Shoutian had always known about Xianyuan Pavilion, but had truly never been inside. Hearing him say this, he asked somewhat strangely:

"What kind of person am I, don't you brat know?"

Mo Chunhe smiled.

"Brother, I understand. As for men, if they always open one door, they will also get annoyed. Opening other doors occasionally will always bring different movements."

Mo Shoutian only understood half of these words, and truly didn't understand the other half.

He reached out and hit Mo Chunhe.

"What on earth do you brat mean?"

Mo Chunhe, having been hit, only then explained:

"This Xianyuan Pavilion is Qingshi Town's brothel."

Mo Shoutian finally understood what Mo Chunhe meant just now.

Without telling Mo Chunhe what he was going to Xianyuan Pavilion to do, after driving Mo Chunhe away, he took the gift box containing two hundred-year-old bamboo blood grass and went to Xianyuan Pavilion.

Going east from the main street of Qingshi Town, passing two stone bridges, and walking another hundred or so steps along the riverbank, one would arrive at Liuye Lane.

Xianyuan Pavilion was located deep within the alley and was a three-story wooden building.

The wooden building was built spacious and magnificent, with dark tiles and flying eaves, and the doors and windows were painted with dark red lacquer.

Two rows of red lanterns hung under the eaves, and two thick vermilion-lacquered pillars stood in front of the door.

Suspended above the main door was a plaque with gold characters on a black background, on which three large characters were written: "Xianyuan Pavilion".