Chapter 67 Good brothers, for life!

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Ming had already left Holy Son Peak and arrived at the "Magic Treasure Pavilion," the largest one in the Heavenly Demon Sect's lower market. He needed to sell some weapons and Materials he had obtained from the Secret Realm and by chance, in exchange for Spirit Stones and the resources he needed.

The Magic Treasure Pavilion was bustling with people, lively and extraordinary. Xiao Ming went directly to the third floor, which was specifically for VIPs; the environment here was relatively elegant, and the treasures were of a higher grade. Just as he had handed over several high-quality Magic Treasures and a pile of rare Materials to the appraiser for valuation, and was leisurely looking around, his gaze was attracted by a female Cultivator in a corner not far away.

That female Cultivator's looks could only be considered upper-average, but she was dressed extremely seductively and boldly, with unmasked flirtatiousness flowing between her brows and eyes. She was twisting her snake-like waist while flirting with a male Disciple, emitting giggling laughter from time to time.

What caught Xiao Ming's attention was not her looks, but what was worn on her thighs beneath her skirt—it was actually a pair of nearly transparent black silk stockings! The material was relatively ordinary, likely just standard cloth, but the style and that sense of looming temptation... Damn, it was clearly the black silk he was familiar with from his previous life!

Seeing this thing in this cultivation world, Xiao Ming's heart shook violently! This absolutely was not something that should exist in this world! Could it be... that there were other Transmigration people? He suppressed the excitement in his heart and walked over calmly.

The two who were chatting heatedly had different expressions upon seeing Xiao Ming arrive. When the female Cultivator saw Xiao Ming's extraordinary bearing and handsome appearance, her eyes lit up immediately. She abandoned her original male companion and actually took the initiative to press up against him, her voice so sweet it could drip water: "Does this Senior Brother have anything he needs to find Junior Sister for? Why don't we open a private room and have a good, deep exchange!"

Xiao Ming subconsciously touched his own devastatingly handsome Face, his brows furrowed slightly. He imperceptibly avoided the hand she reached out with, bowed, and pointed to her legs, asking: "Junior Sister, may I ask what this is, and where did you get it?"

The male Cultivator on the side curled his lips in disdain, thinking scornfully: 'Pah! He just looks a bit more handsome than me; such an old-fashioned way of hitting on someone, I spit on it!'

Seeing that he didn't seem interested in her throwing herself at him, but instead asked about her socks, the female Cultivator was stunned for a moment. Then, a flash of craftiness crossed her eyes, and she deliberately puffed out her chest, smiling charmingly: "Senior Brother has a good eye. This is a rare item; it's comfortable to wear and... seductive. If Senior Brother wants to know the origin, why not accompany Junior Sister to the inner room? We can understand each other deeply, and then Junior Sister will naturally tell you the truth. How about it?" As she spoke, she deliberately rubbed against Xiao Ming with her silk-clad leg.

Watching her wanton appearance as someone who had seen countless men, and sensing the faint Auras of no less than seven or eight different male Cultivators on her, Xiao Ming's mouth twitched wildly. Although he didn't mind having something happen with a beautiful woman, he really couldn't muster any interest in this type of "public transport" woman. Moreover, her looks were really very average; not to mention compared to his two Revered Masters, even compared to Mo Qingzhu and Chi Lianer, she was a far cry behind.

"Junior Sister, forget it! You just need to tell me the origin, and there will be no lack of Spirit Stones for you." Xiao Ming's tone turned cold instantly.

"Oh my, Senior Brother... don't be so unromantic!" The female Cultivator was relentless upon hearing this, instead pressing closer. "Junior Sister is not some superficial person. As long as Senior Brother goes to the inner room with me and chats about life... I guarantee to make Senior Brother feel so good he'll fly..." She was a dual-cultivation Disciple of Yin Yang Peak. She had been attracted by Xiao Ming's remarkably handsome Face at first sight, and observing his thick Aura and full blood energy, he was clearly a "big fish." How could she let him go easily?

Xiao Ming's Face darkened, and there was already a chill in his eyes. Just as he was considering whether to use some extraordinary means, a familiar and enthusiastic voice rang out from the side:

"Fellow Daoist Xiao... oh, no, it's Holy Son Xiao! What a coincidence! Why are you here too?"

Xiao Ming turned his head to see a young man with luxurious clothing, a handsome Face, and a sincere smile walking over quickly. It was Lu Ming, whom he had met once before!

"Lu Ming?" Xiao Ming was a bit surprised, but immediately a warm, hearty smile appeared on his Face. As soon as he saw Lu Ming, he associated him with the seductive image of Mo Qingzhu flying high on him, looking passionate. He didn't know how that little girl had been lately.

He tilted his head slightly and looked to both sides of Lu Ming, but didn't see that familiar beautiful figure, so he asked: "Brother Lu, where is Senior Sister Qingzhu?"

Lu Ming walked up close, with a sincere smile on his Face, and saluted: "Holy Son Xiao, what a coincidence." He had only recently confirmed through various inquiries that Fellow Daoist Xiao was the newly risen Holy Son Xiao.

Hearing Xiao Ming ask about Mo Qingzhu, the smile on his Face grew even brighter, and he said with gratitude: "Thank you for your concern, Holy Son. Qingzhu is currently in secluded meditation, attempting to break through to the Early Nascent Soul stage. Speaking of which, all of this is thanks to the Medicinal Pill you generously gifted last time. The medicinal effect was extraordinary; Qingzhu said her chances of a Breakthrough increased significantly!"

Hearing this, a flash of realization crossed Xiao Ming's eyes. In his heart, he couldn't help but picture Mo Qingzhu's usual cold and reserved demeanor, which formed a huge contrast with her charming and passionate state beneath him. He suppressed the ripples in his heart and laughed heartily, patting Lu Ming on the shoulder: "Brother Lu, you're being too polite! Senior Sister Qingzhu has extraordinary talent; breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage is a matter of course. The Medicinal Pill was just icing on the cake. When Senior Sister comes out of seclusion, we must drink and celebrate properly!"

This familiar conversation between the two, as well as the title "Holy Son" and the gratitude in Lu Ming's words, completely stunned the female Cultivator! She widened her eyes, looking at Xiao Ming in disbelief, her heart pounding wildly! Heavens! This incredibly handsome young man was actually the newly promoted Holy Son of the Sect? That legendary peerless Genius with Heaven-Defying talent, deeply favored by Peak Master Luo and the Vice Sect Master?

Her previous thought of seduction was instantly replaced by huge surprise and greed! If she could climb this high branch of the Holy Son, even if it were just for one night, the benefits she could obtain would far exceed what she could get from serving eight or ten ordinary Peak Revered Master Disciples! The way she looked at Xiao Ming instantly became incredibly fiery, as if a hungry wolf had seen fat meat, and even her breathing became rapid.

She rubbed her legs, unable to hold back any longer, twisting her snake-like waist. Her voice seemed ten times sweeter than before, and her whole body was almost pressed against Xiao Ming, saying coquettishly: "So... so it is Holy Son! This Junior Sister had eyes but failed to recognize you; I offended the Holy Son, please forgive me!" As she spoke, she used her black-silk-clad legs to rub against Xiao Ming even more explicitly. "If the Holy Son wants to know the origin of this thing, this Junior Sister will naturally tell you everything I know without holding anything back. It's just that it's noisy outside, and ultimately not a place to talk. Given your status, Holy Son, please move to the inner room, and this Junior Sister... will report to you separately. At that time, Holy Son, whatever you want to ask, and however 'deep' you want to know, this Junior Sister will certainly answer one by one, with absolutely no concealment!" She was determined to seize this opportunity to climb up, and the implication in her words was clear to anyone.

Xiao Ming was extremely annoyed by her escalating entanglement, his Face darkened completely, and the chill in his eyes grew stronger. He was just about to take thunderous action to kill this damn woman and devour her memories to find out where this thing came from (his Physique had been modified, and his original devouring ability had been enhanced, allowing him to devour others' memories!), when he had a sudden inspiration. Not knowing what he thought of, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he turned to look at Lu Ming, transmitting his voice helplessly: "Brother Lu, this... what do you think?"

Lu Ming was shrewd. He understood the situation as soon as he saw it. He had long recognized that this female Cultivator was a famous "social butterfly" of Yin Yang Peak, with a notorious reputation, having had affairs with who knows how many male Cultivators. His brows furrowed tightly. He stepped forward, blocking in front of Xiao Ming, and spoke sternly to the female Cultivator: "Presumptuous! Look clearly, this is Holy Son Xiao! Is this someone you can entangle with? If you are sensible, hurry up and answer the Holy Son's question, then leave!"

After being scolded by Lu Ming, the female Cultivator's momentum stalled. But thinking that the other party was a Holy Son, the temptation was too great. She actually stiffened her neck and said coquettishly to Lu Ming: "Young Lord Lu, I know your background is extraordinary, but this is a private matter between Junior Sister and the Holy Son. Please don't interfere!" She turned to Xiao Ming again, casting a flirtatious glance: "Your Highness... just agree to Junior Sister, just for a moment... Junior Sister guarantees to make you feel comfortable, to the point of ecstasy..."

Xiao Ming didn't expect that she wouldn't even give Lu Ming Face, but then he thought of his newly arisen evil idea, and the curve of his mouth deepened.

Hearing this, Lu Ming's Face, which was still quite handsome, darkened a few degrees instantly. He knew this woman was like a turtle eating a weight—determined. Seeing Xiao Ming next to him with veins popping on his forehead from anger, looking like he was about to strike.

He thought over and over again, weighing the pros and cons. Xiao Ming had become a Holy Son at such a young age, with a boundless future, and was naturally a proud person; he was probably more uncomfortable touching this kind of woman than killing him. But seeing how much Xiao Ming cared about the origin of that thing, it was clear he didn't want to give up easily. He persuaded himself in his heart: 'Holy Son Xiao has been a great benefactor to both me and Qingzhu. Now that he is in trouble, how can I sit idly by!'

Lu Ming looked at Xiao Ming's faked "difficult" and "anxious" appearance, then glanced at the female Cultivator who was still trying her best to "advance," his heart warring between heaven and man. Finally, he gritted his teeth, a tragic expression of "if I don't go to hell, who will, sacrifice myself for justice" on his Face. He stepped forward and said to the female Cultivator: "Hmph! Given Holy Son Xiao's status, how could he get entangled with you? Since you are so ignorant of what's good for you, then let this Young Lord share the burden for the Holy Son and meet with you! I will go to the inner room with you to 'chat'; you had better obediently tell me everything you know!"

Seeing that Young Lord Lu would actually "sacrifice himself" for Xiao Ming, the female Cultivator couldn't help but feel some respect inside. Although his looks couldn't compare to the Holy Son's, he was still a rare target; at least she could feel that Lu Ming was still a virgin. Her eyes rolled, and she smiled charmingly: "Holy Son Xiao and Young Lord Lu are truly brotherly! Since Young Lord Lu has such elegant interest, then Junior Sister will not refuse!" As she spoke, she took the initiative to hold Lu Ming's arm, almost dragging him toward a lounge in the Magic Treasure Pavilion.

When Lu Ming was dragged away, he looked back at Xiao Ming, his eyes complex, as if saying: "Brother, I've gone all out for you!"

Xiao Ming immediately returned a grateful look, raised his fist, and transmitted: 'Good brother, for life!'

Feeling Xiao Ming's sincere response, Lu Ming's heart warmed inexplicably: 'Holy Son Xiao actually calls me brother; it was worth it for me to pay so much! Brother Xiao, don't worry, I will definitely ask everything you want to know!'

Watching that "heroic" back slowly disappear, a smug, wicked smile gradually hooked onto the corner of Xiao Ming's mouth. He had indeed intended to kill her just now, but on second thought, since he had already put a green hat on the guy, shouldn't he appease... well, properly compensate him?

Just shortly after Lu Ming was pulled away by the female Cultivator and turned, Xiao Ming's transmission Jade Slip suddenly moved. He injected Devilish Qi to probe it, and immediately, Mo Qingzhu's sweet voice filled with joy came from within:

"Holy Son, I've broken through! I've broken through to the Early Nascent Soul stage!"

Xiao Ming could feel her excitement and the indescribable tenderness towards him even through the transmission Jade Slip.

Immediately after, another message came, but the tone was slightly delicate and shy: "Holy Son, I... I am coming to find you now."

The smile on Xiao Ming's Face deepened. How could he not know what this little girl was thinking? He said with deep meaning: "I am at your Dao Companion's Magic Treasure Pavilion now!"

Mo Qingzhu, who received the message on the other end, was a bit confused. She didn't know what Holy Son Xiao was doing at the Magic Treasure Pavilion? But she still dressed up carefully and turned into a stream of light, heading straight for the Magic Treasure Pavilion.

Not long after the message was sent, a cold, beautiful figure appeared like the wind at the entrance of the Magic Treasure Pavilion. It was Mo Qingzhu, who had just come out of seclusion not long ago. She was still wearing a green dress today, but it looked even more exquisite than usual. Her Face was incomparably beautiful, causing everyone in the building to look over one after another. Perhaps because of the improvement in cultivation, she had a kind of ethereal and elegant Aura about her.

As soon as Mo Qingzhu entered, she first scanned the surroundings, but couldn't see that familiar figure she had been longing for. She couldn't help but curl her lips, and her cold eyes melted a little. But immediately, as if thinking of something, her brows furrowed slightly. She looked at the steward standing respectfully to the side and asked with an indifferent tone: "Where is Lu Ming? Is he here?"