127: Men also have a "virginity mark"? Let me see!

Although Chen Heng was not interested in matters of love between men and women, who could refuse a proper "great treasure sword"?

Hundred Flowers was panting as she massaged Chen Heng's shoulders, feeling like her fingers were about to break.

Chen Heng's body was getting harder each time; now she had to use all her strength to barely manage to massage his body.

Perhaps next time she came, she wouldn't be able to massage him at all.

"How come I feel like you're getting more and more perfunctory?"

Chen Heng always felt that Hundred Flowers wasn't using enough strength, and it wasn't as satisfying as the previous times.

"Master Chen, I really am using all my strength..." Hundred Flowers said tearfully, enduring the pain in her fingers with a wronged expression.

"If that's not enough, let's use some tools." Chen Heng pondered for a moment, realizing that he seemed to have gotten a bit harder since his last visit to Qingyun Tower.

"What tools?" Hundred Flowers stopped her aching fingers and looked at Chen Heng with some curiosity.

The Madam and several other Prostitutes who were feeding Chen Heng fruit also gathered around curiously.

"Do you have iron hammers in Qingyun Tower? Use those to hit me a couple of times."

"Otherwise, it's not relaxing enough." Chen Heng stretched his body, emitting crackling sounds.

"This... isn't this a bit inappropriate?" The Madam had been running this brothel for so many years, but this was the first time she had heard such a request.

"Just do whatever I say, don't talk nonsense." Chen Heng didn't intend to explain so much to the Madam.

"But..." The Madam was still hesitant.

This was the vice gang leader of the Five Spirits Gang; if word got out that Qingyun Tower used hammers to hit the Five Spirits Gang's vice gang leader, their lives would definitely not be easy afterward.

"Alright, Madam, we'll do whatever Master Chen says." Hundred Flowers, afraid that Chen Heng would change his mind, quickly turned her head and urged.

"Qingyun Tower doesn't have iron hammers, but we do have a pair of wooden mallets for making rice cakes."

"Then go get them, wooden mallets are fine too."

Chen Heng waved his hand and lay on the soft bed, continuing to enjoy being fed.

"Alright..." The Madam sighed. In all her years of work, this was truly an eye-opener.

Soon, two Pimps brought over the wooden mallets from the back kitchen used for making rice cakes.

Hundred Flowers raised a wooden mallet and, without any hesitation, brought it down on Chen Heng's back.

"Not bad!"

The force of the wooden mallet was still a bit light, but at least it was much more comfortable than Hundred Flowers' delicate hands.

"Keep going, give me a good relaxation."

Chen Heng's current physical strength was simply too high; ordinary methods could no longer provide him with relaxation.

Hundred Flowers' massage skills were one way, and another was Bai Jun, who had just recognized him as Big Brother.

That boy's thunder Divine Ability was simply the most top-tier massage method.

The slight tingling sensation allowed Chen Heng's deep muscles to finally relax after a long time.

"Too bad, you can't just ask someone to strike you with lightning..."

"Isn't that just asking for trouble?"

Chen Heng thought to himself while urging Hundred Flowers to use more force.

Leaving aside everything else about Hundred Flowers, a full massage session like this would surely make her lose at least three pounds.

Just then, a loud bang suddenly came from a bedroom on the second floor.

"What's going on!?" Chen Heng sat up with a start, directly flinging Hundred Flowers, who was massaging him, away.

Seeing no movement from the second floor for a long time, Chen Heng quickly jumped up.

"?" For the first time since his Transmigration, Chen Heng felt extreme shock.

He prided himself on being a man who had seen all sorts of grand scenes.

He had consumed countless European, Japanese, Korean, and domestic adult films, and various niche content.

But this scene, he truly was seeing for the first time.

He saw Liu Yun completely naked, her hair standing on end, and her body occasionally twitching.

Bai Jun, on the other hand, was wrapped in a silk quilt like a violated young wife.

"Big Brother Chen!"

When Bai Jun saw Chen Heng, it was like seeing his own father; he ran over, clutching the quilt.

"What happened?" Chen Heng walked over to Liu Yun and checked her breath. Thankfully, she was still breathing.

"You Dao cultivators also enjoy electrocution and asphyxiation play?"

"I forgot my Master planted a chastity mark on me. My Dao is not yet complete, so I cannot lose my virginity."

"Once there's a danger of losing my virginity, my... uh... will unleash protective divine thunder, repelling those with ill intentions."

"..." Chen Heng.

He really was seeing something like this for the first time.

Bai Jun blushed a little; he usually hadn't even engaged in "manual labor."

"chastity mark?" Chen Heng's curiosity was immediately piqued.

"Come! Let me see!" Chen Heng grabbed the quilt wrapped around Bai Jun's body, wanting to see what the legendary chastity mark looked like.

"No!" Bai Jun's strength was less than one percent of Chen Heng's; he couldn't hold onto the quilt at all.

With a whoosh, the silk quilt was flung aside by Chen Heng, landing precisely on Liu Yun, who was still twitching.

"..." This was Chen Heng's third silence today.

He saw a red chastity mark on Bai Jun's Dantian, so dazzling.

"Alright, since you can't play in the brothel, then forget it."

"Get dressed, I'll take you to Prosperity Workshop."

Chen Heng had no interest in studying a man's body; he simply wanted to see what a chastity mark looked like.

As for the rest, he already had it. And it was much bigger than Bai Jun's little earthworm.

Have you seen the Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon? Yes, just like that.

After throwing dozens of taels of silver to Liu Yun as medical expenses, Chen Heng took Bai Jun and left Goulan Street.

As they left, Bai Jun looked back at the Qingyun Tower signboard with lingering reluctance.

Limitless longing could be seen in his eyes.

"Stop staring, Prosperity Workshop is no worse than Qingyun Tower."

Chen Heng patted Bai Jun's shoulder, comforting him.

The reason Chen Heng maintained his unbroken Yang energy was naturally due to its great benefits for martial arts.

He could break it whenever he wanted, but Bai Jun was different.

He had a Master with great Divine Ability, and if his Master told him to hold it in, he had to hold it in.

Prosperity Workshop was not far from Goulan Street, and Old Liu quickly pulled the carriage to a stop at the entrance.

Bai Jun, who had been chaste since childhood, had never seen such a scene; the regret he felt on Goulan Street was immediately forgotten.

"Let's go, I'll take you to have some fun."

Chen Heng put his arm around Bai Jun's shoulder and walked into Prosperity Workshop.

"Big Brother Chen... I don't have any money." Bai Jun looked at the bustling gambling tables around him and said with a lack of confidence.

"Hey, it's just money, take it and use it."

Chen Heng was generous, directly pulling out two banknotes, each worth one hundred taels of silver, and handed them to Bai Jun to spend.

"Thank you, Big Brother Chen!" Bai Jun's eyes lit up; he took the banknotes, found a gambling table, and joined the game.

"Come here." Chen Heng beckoned to a White Tiger Hall steward nearby.

The steward, of course, recognized Chen Heng and scurried over.

"Master Chen, just give your orders if you need anything." The steward rubbed his hands, his face full of smiles.

"See that kid I brought?" Chen Heng pointed to Bai Jun, who was observing the situation.

"What do you say, should we let that gentleman win a big one?" For the steward, letting someone win was incredibly simple, just a matter of words.

"No, first let him lose everything. Then, when he's most desperate, let him win a big one."

"That's the most thrilling way." Chen Heng patted the steward's shoulder and smiled.

"Master Chen's words are always reasonable." The steward nodded repeatedly and immediately ordered someone to set up the game.