97: Re-entering Chunquanyuan

This loophole is also very simple.

Currently, the System's ability to increase his lifespan for each enemy depends on the power gap between the opponent and himself.

And the clones are basically all in the Spirit Gathering Realm.

Therefore, as long as Jiang Lan keeps his power level at the Spirit Gathering Realm, he will gain more lifespan for each clone he kills.

But if he breaks through prematurely, the lifespan that Spirit Gathering Realm clones can provide him will definitely be much less.

This method, in Jiang Lan's previous life, was called 'Rank-locking'.

Jiang Lan nodded.

"I understand."

"Then, Benefactor Jiang, do you have anything else to ask Little Monk?" Bao Jing asked.

"No, you go back to your room first."

"Okay, then when shall we depart tomorrow?"

"Anytime, there's nothing else to do anyway, we can leave now." Jiang Lan said, "Let's start with the closest one, you can find it, right?"

"Yes." Bao Jing pondered for a moment, then said, "Speaking of the closest, there's a Golden Light Temple in Jianchang Prefecture city."

"Jianchang Prefecture?"

Jiang Lan vaguely felt that he had heard of this place somewhere.

His eyes flashed, and he remembered.

Isn't Jianchang Prefecture Lin Zifeng's territory?

Qinglin County, where the Jiao Demon was previously located, was under the jurisdiction of Jianchang Prefecture.

It has been two days since he killed that Jiao Demon.

However, a lot has happened in these two days.

He didn't know how Qinglin County was doing now.

Thinking to himself, Jiang Lan said:

"You and I will depart early tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Bao Jing nodded, then said, "Then Little Monk will return to his room first."

After Bao Jing turned and left, Jiang Lan didn't leave either. Instead, he lay on the bed, rolled over, and prepared to take a nap.

Tomorrow he still had to go find and kill clones; this was a necessary rest to conserve energy.

He woke up from his nap, and it was already approaching evening.

Jiang Lan sat up from the wooden bed, put on his shoes, and walked out of the room.

The door opposite was open, and Bao Jing was not in the room. He didn't know where he had gone.

But Jiang Lan wasn't worried.

After all, Bao Jing had just vented this morning, and with his self-control, he would have no problem controlling himself.

Walking into the small courtyard, Jiang Lan simply washed up and then went out.

He wandered aimlessly on the street for a while, and unknowingly, Jiang Lan heard a familiar voice.

"Young Master, come in and sit for a while?"

Jiang Lan looked up and met the gaze of a young woman in a green silk dress.

His eyes flashed.

Does this girl not receive guests? Why does she stand on the pavilion every day to greet him?

Without much thought, Jiang Lan gave the girl on the pavilion a look.

Then, he stepped into Chun Quan Courtyard.

At this time, Chun Quan Courtyard was very different from when he had entered before.

It was bustling with people, almost all the tables on the first floor were occupied, and the sounds of flutes and pipa filled the air.

On the huge stage on the first floor, six alluring and fiery figures, half-hidden, danced gracefully.

Counting it, this was Jiang Lan's first time in a place like a Brothel.

So, he was also a bit curious about everything here.

The previous time was just for drinking in silence, so it naturally didn't count as visiting a Brothel.

Seeing Jiang Lan enter, the madam guarding the door's eyes lit up.

"Sir, you've arrived, please come in quickly!"

As she spoke, her eyes narrowed into two slits, and her face was full of fawning smiles.

She couldn't help but fawn.

This gentleman was a genuine big client.

He just drank some wine, chatted for a few words, and left five taels of gold when he departed.

Five taels of gold was more than enough even to have twenty girls serve him for a night.

Even in a place like this, a money pit, there weren't many 'suckers'… big clients like Jiang Lan.

So, upon seeing Jiang Lan, the madam was several times more affectionate than if she had seen her own father.

"A jar of nü er hong (daughter's red - a type of chinese rice wine), some dishes, and call the young lady down."

"Yes, Sir, this way please!" The madam beamed with joy and led the way.

"Would you like a private room, or would you prefer to sit in the hall and watch the young ladies sing and dance?"

"A private room."

Jiang Lan didn't think much of it.

The girls' dances were indeed quite beautiful, but Jiang Lan was, after all, a person from an era of information explosion, and such a scene wasn't enough to make him endure the chaos in the main hall.

"Yes, Sir."

After leading Jiang Lan to a private room with a screen, the madam asked:

"Sir, please come in. I'll go help you call Gu Yan'er down."

"Mama, I'm here."

Before Jiang Lan could speak, a familiar female voice came from the side.

"You little imp." The madam's smile wasn't as obsequious as before, but it was still full of joy, "Your task today is to keep Sir well-entertained."

Seeing a cash cow, it would be strange not to be happy.

"Mama, don't worry."

The woman curtsied slightly.

The madam stopped talking to the woman and turned to Jiang Lan, saying:

"Sir, the food and wine will be here shortly. Please listen to the young lady sing a few tunes for you first."

Jiang Lan nodded slightly.

Walking into the private room with the young lady, Jiang Lan sat down and looked at her, asking:

"You're Gu Yan'er?"

"Yes, may I sing two songs for you, my lord?"

"Good name." Jiang Lan said casually, "No rush with the singing, it's the same if you sing in the room after eating."

Gu Yan'er's face immediately flushed slightly.

He said with some nervousness in his tone:

"Sir, I am a pure courtesan; I sell my art, not my body."

Jiang Lan raised an eyebrow.

Then he smiled and said, "You don't sell your body, yet you greet me from the pavilion every day?"

"I... I..." Gu Yan'er's tone became even more nervous, "I saw that Sir was handsome, so I wanted to call out a few words."

"Haha..."

Hearing these words, Jiang Lan felt quite pleased.

Who doesn't like a girl complimenting their good looks?

As they spoke, a knock came from outside the private room.

"Enter."

Jiang Lan spoke.

As soon as he finished, the madam walked into the private room holding a jar of wine, followed by several girls carrying trays.

Inside the trays were things like braised meat and cooked food.

The madam said:

"Sir, the hot dishes will take a little longer."

"No rush."

Jiang Lan was here to relax, so he was naturally not in a hurry.

With the food and wine on the table, the madam left with the girls.

"Sir, may I pour you some wine?"

"No need."

Saying that, Jiang Lan slapped the table.

"Bang!"

The mud seal on the wine jar instantly shattered and sprang up, falling to the side.

And Jiang Lan grabbed the wine jar.

The wine formed a stream and fell into Jiang Lan's mouth.

Gu Yan'er, sitting beside him, saw this scene, her eyes sparkling with admiration.

Putting down the wine jar, Jiang Lan also noticed Gu Yan'er's gaze and asked with a smile, "What are you looking at?"

"N-nothing, it's just that this nü er hong (daughter's red - a type of chinese rice wine) is too strong, I'm afraid Sir will get drunk."

This was clearly Gu Yan'er's excuse.

He had just drunk four jars of nü er hong (daughter's red - a type of chinese rice wine) in front of Gu Yan'er yesterday morning, so how could he get drunk from one jar?

Moreover, while it was called strong liquor, there was no distillation technology, so this nü er hong (daughter's red - a type of chinese rice wine) was just rice wine of about ten-odd degrees.

But Jiang Lan just smiled and didn't expose her, instead saying:

"If I get drunk, you must remember to carry me back to my room."