177: Don’t say enough to the bad temptation
"Young Master..."
As Han Lie pushed open the door of Jile Pavilion, two exceptionally beautiful women stood not far away, bowing slightly.
Without Han Lie needing to speak,
the two women automatically stepped forward, slowly drawing aside the exquisitely crafted door curtain. What came into view was the lively but not noisy main hall of Jile Pavilion.
At Han Lie's request, all the servants inside Jile Pavilion either played the role of a young lady from a prestigious family, pretended to be a wealthy merchant, or acted as a dashing young master.
In short, they all had their own identities, allowing Han Lie to observe them properly. The current feeling was somewhat like an emperor first entering a pleasure house.
Everyone knew his identity.
He also knew that everyone knew his identity, but not exposing it was part of the game. The purpose, of course, was to observe the lives of others.
Amidst the entertainment,
he operated the top-tier Great Dao Breathing Method.
Currently, he still didn't know the true intention behind the rules of this world, nor did he know what kind of cultivation talent these so-called servants possessed.
Therefore, on the first day, he had to be cautious, cautious, and even more cautious. He had to enjoy himself thoroughly, and also increase his cultivation speed.
Han Lie observed carefully.
As he walked forward, those who were chatting nearby automatically made way for him. Just then, a piece of silk fabric happened to hang down beside him. Following the silk upwards,
a dozen or so graceful figures dressed in Hanfu were freely rising and falling, lightly dancing up and down within Jile Pavilion, which had an internal space of more than ten stories, using thin silk ribbons.
While Han Lie was looking up, a young girl, using a nearby silk ribbon, approached him at some unknown point. Her smile carried a vibrant feeling; it was Lü Nu, who else could it be?
"Young Master..."
Her eyes were full of smiles, her exposed skin was exceptionally fair, and her exquisite Hanfu perfectly showcased her graceful figure. This subtly revealing sensation made countless men's blood surge.
Yet, her eyes were only on Han Lie.
"Young Master, would you like some wine?"
"Yes!"
Han Lie smiled slightly.
He wasn't unaware of the dangers on this floor, and he knew that these so-called servants before him were likely not benevolent.
However, he didn't care.
What he feared most was an insufficient amount of bad temptations. When faced with bad temptations, he could only say 'Oh yes'.
Upon hearing this, Lü Nu's lips curved into a beautiful arc, and she gently lowered her body, revealing a slender wine pot tied to her back.
Then, she slightly raised her body by an inch or so, one hand supporting the long spout of the wine pot, the other hand slightly raising the base of the wine pot. Throughout the entire process, her gaze never left Han Lie.
Looking down did not give a sense of superiority; on the contrary, it was like the wine in the pot, gurgling as if about to flow out, her eyes seeming to stretch out.
And after doing all this,
she did not linger, nor did she speak more to Han Lie. She flew through the air along the silk ribbon, directly soaring upwards.
Besides her, there were more than a dozen similar figures, attracting everyone's attention.
"Interesting!"
Han Lie found a random seat in the front row. If he wasn't mistaken, this was just an appetizer.
There was also a tall stage in the center, and a huge scroll hung at the very top of Jile Pavilion.
Presumably, there were more exciting performances to come.
"Young Master..."
"Please come this way!"
Just as Han Lie was about to sit down and watch the show, a beautiful girl beside him suddenly spoke, "A seat has been specially reserved for you over there."
"Alright!"
If not for her words, Han Lie would never have imagined that this girl, who looked like a young lady from a prestigious family and would at least be a princess in ancient times, was actually a maid-like character?
Han Lie was puzzled.
He was now somewhat like a wild boar eating fine bran, not quite understanding but just eating it forcefully.
It's a waste not to waste it.
Following the girl's guidance, Han Lie arrived at approximately the seventh floor. This entire floor was occupied only by him and a series of service personnel. His gaze was level as he looked straight ahead.
It seemed to be precisely the central position where the huge scroll hung down.
Han Lie then rested for a moment, leaning on the wooden railing of the pavilion, observing the crowd below.
If he felt thirsty, he would lightly snap his fingers.
The dozen or so women dancing gracefully throughout the pavilion would naturally come at the sound, eagerly pouring Han Lie a cup of wine.
"What virtue and ability..."
Han Lie couldn't help but sigh.
If it weren't for these absurd rules, with his fifth-rank strength, what virtue and ability would he have to make these ninth-rank Goddesses of War serve him?
However, thinking of this,
a sense of crisis also emerged. He hadn't forgotten that if his strength growth today was not as great as these servants, then tomorrow he would be a servant.
Not to mention whether he could dance gracefully in a pavilion over ten stories high with just a piece of silk.
Even if it killed him, he wouldn't do it.
Nothing else, just pride.
He continued to observe, his blood and qi surging like a sea, progressing rapidly at every moment. This speed was no less than his frantic fighting speed on the Town Suppressing Pagoda Second Layer.
Before long,
the performance began.
Within the dozen or so floors of Jile Pavilion, colorful small birds flew in from an unknown source, then, as if with a purpose, circled around the dozen or so girls.
And the girls continuously ascended, with Lü Nu and another girl quickly reaching the top of Jile Pavilion.
They gracefully crossed forward, and with a gentle pull of their jade hands, they unfurled the wrapped-up giant scroll.
The entire scroll slowly unfolded, instantly filling the more than ten stories of the pavilion, captivating everyone's eyes.
The scroll depicted mountains, rivers, morning glow, and also...
a sun emitting a warm light.
And,
in the center of the sun, a woman was seated cross-legged, with magnificent makeup, elegant demeanor, and exquisite beauty, resting with her eyes closed.
Then, something that interested Han Lie happened: the dozen or so girls flew through the air, and in a blink of an eye, they crashed straight into the painting. What was absurd was that they didn't break the painting, but directly became figures within the painting.
The dozen or so girls surrounded the woman who had been closing her eyes above the sun, and she clearly became the center around whom all the women gathered.
With all the women surrounding her,
there was a true sense of an Empress.
And then another change occurred: the woman slowly opened her eyes, and at the very moment she opened them, the painting began to shatter. The entire massive scroll almost instantly turned into fragments.
And the Empress, accompanied by the shattering image, appeared before everyone's eyes. Every frown and smile, every gentle movement of her hands, surpassed all the dance choreographies Han Lie had ever seen.
And how could Han Lie not recognize her?
This woman, whose makeup was strikingly similar to an Empress, with a lofty and unapproachable demeanor, wasn't she Ji Nu, who had received him!
"Good woman, she has two faces!"
Subsequently,
Ji Nu and the dozen or so girls appeared on the stage, dancing lightly to ancient instruments.
"—Boom!!"
Han Lie didn't know if his heart was beating too fast, or if his blood and qi were surging at an astonishing speed, but in short, he was hard, everywhere was hard.
At eighteen,
he could only say 'not enough' to bad temptations.
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