472: Chapter 472 The Yu Siblings

[The eighth month,]

[Days passed one by one.]

[In the blink of an eye, you had already lived in the city for over a month.]

[You were so idle every day that you were practically growing mold.]

[This afternoon, there was a knock on the door.]

["Enter."]

[The door pushed open, and Yu Hong walked in with a grin. He plopped down opposite you and gave you a meaningful look.]

["Brother, want to head over to the Fairy Maiden Tower for a bit?"]

[There was someone else following behind him.]

[Upon hearing this, that person's expression darkened slightly, and their tone carried a hint of displeasure:]

["Brother, you're going again?"]

[The one calling Yu Hong "Brother" was naturally his younger sister, Yu Ji.]

[Yu Ji dressed as a man every day.]

[Of course, she couldn't hide it from you.]

[The siblings lived in the two wing rooms next to yours.]

[When you first ran into them in the corridor, you really didn't recognize that Yu Ji was a woman—her disguise was too convincing, and she deliberately suppressed her every movement.]

[But the eyes couldn't be hidden.]

[Those eyes were far too charming.]

[Even in men's clothing and with a deliberately stern face, there was still a hint of allure in the way her eyes moved.]

[Combined with that cream-colored skin and her devastatingly beautiful features...]

[...anyone who looked a few more times could tell something was off.]

[After meeting several times, you became acquainted.]

[You even suspected that these two weren't part of the Human Race at all.]

[As for what race they were... you couldn't tell.]

[You shook your head with a smile. "Again? That place is just a money pit."]

[Yu Hong looked solemn as he patted your shoulder. "A youth who isn't romantic is a youth wasted."]

[Yu Ji, behind him, rolled her eyes.]

[You didn't say much else.]

[You were idle anyway.]

[Listening to music, drinking tea, and visiting the Fairy Maiden Tower every day had become your only way to pass the time in this immortal city.]

[The Fairy Maiden Tower was an elegant place.]

[The girls in the tower were all young and beautiful female Cultivators, and it wasn't a common brothel dealing in the flesh trade—they sold their talents, not their bodies.]

[Of course, if two people truly hit it off, then nothing was certain.]

[Because of this, Yu Ji didn't object.]

[After all, the place did exude a certain elegance; those coming and going were all Cultivators, discussing romance and debating the Dao.]

[Strangely enough, as a woman herself, she didn't feel awkward following them to such a place; instead, there was a faint glint of anticipation in her eyes.]

[You?]

[You were the type who couldn't resist a bit of persuasion.]

[Perhaps it was the playboy nature in your bones acting up.]

[While your mouth said "I'm not going," your feet uncontrollably followed Yu Hong toward the Fairy Maiden Tower.]

[The entrance to the Fairy Maiden Tower was grand and magnificent.]

[Upon entering, there was a spacious hall with carved beams and painted rafters, filled with a dense mist of Spiritual Qi.]

[Nearly a hundred elegant seats were scattered throughout the hall, surrounded by light gauze curtains, with private booths visible on the upper floor.]

[You chose an elegant seat by the window in the hall—these seats were cheaper, costing ten Spirit Stones per table.]

[A female attendant walked over gracefully and served spiritual tea with a beaming smile.]

[There were many ways to enjoy oneself at the Fairy Maiden Tower.]

[The most popular activity in the hall was called "Ranking."]

[To put it simply, it was supporting the courtesans to raise their rank.]

[Whoever tipped the most would get a private meeting with the courtesan.]

[If they hit it off in private, anything was possible.]

[You sipped your spiritual tea, waiting for the performance to begin.]

[The hall gradually filled with people, and the clamor rose and fell.]

[A moment later, a beautiful middle-aged woman stepped onto the central stage.]

[She looked around with a smile on her face and spoke in a clear voice:]

["Everyone, the courtesan performing today is—Fairy Xi He."]

[As soon as she finished speaking, the hall instantly erupted in excitement.]

["For real? Fairy Xi He?"]

["I heard that Fairy Xi He is very aloof and cold, and she never performs dances. I didn't expect to be lucky enough to see her this time; it's truly the blessing of three lifetimes."]

["I wonder who will have the fortune to catch Fairy Xi He's eye today."]

[This Fairy Xi He was one of the ten great courtesans of the Fairy Maiden Tower, and she was ranked first.]

[One could imagine how popular she was.]

[Yu Hong suddenly turned his head, his eyes shining, and patted your shoulder hard:]

["Brother Qin! We're really lucky today! It's Fairy Xi He!"]

[You shook your head and smiled, but secretly muttered to yourself—]

[No matter how good-looking she is, can she be better looking than your sister?]

[Just as you were thinking, a figure suddenly drifted down from above the stage.]

[It was Fairy Xi He.]

[She descended from the sky, her sleeves fluttering and her skirt unfurling like clouds in mid-air. Spiritual light flowed around her, transforming into crystal-clear snowflakes that scattered down.]

[The clamor of the entire hall fell silent in an instant.]

[Everyone looked up at that figure.]

[Her posture was as light as a swallow and as supple as if she had no bones. The moment her toes lightly touched the stage, her whole body seemed to land like a feather, without making the slightest sound.]

[Then, she moved.]

[Her water sleeves lifted gently, like drifting clouds unfurling.]

[Her waist twisted lightly, like a delicate willow swaying in the breeze.]

[Every movement was just right; a bit more would be too seductive, a bit less would be too plain.]

[The spiritual light flowed with her dance, condensing into faint phantoms around her, appearing now like a crane spreading its wings, now like a lotus blooming.]

[She began to spin.]

[Her skirt flared out like a blooming green lotus. The snowflakes formed from spiritual light danced with her rotation, circling her side and lingering for a long time.]

[The dance came to an end.]

[She stood quietly in the center of the stage, her cheeks flushed with a faint red from the dancing, and fine beads of sweat on her forehead shimmering under the spiritual light.]

[Her eyes, as clear as autumn waters, gazed at the crowd below. Her red lips parted slightly, and her voice was crisp, like pearls falling onto a jade plate:]

["Thank you all for your presence."]

[The hall fell into a brief moment of stagnation.]

[The male Cultivators in the elegant seats were all staring wide-eyed.]

[Someone forgot to drink the spiritual wine they were holding, and the liquid spilled all over the floor from the rim of the cup without them noticing.]

[Others had their mouths agape, drool nearly running out, and they didn't even bother to wipe it.]

[You glanced around at the state of the people and couldn't help but smile slightly.]

[This Wuji Immortal City had this one good thing—because it was safe enough, most people only knew how to enjoy themselves.]

[The madam's voice rang out, breaking the silence:]

["Everyone, next is the usual routine. Let's start the ranking for Fairy Xi He."]

[She paused and scanned the room with a beaming smile.]

["The top three on the ranking will have the opportunity to have a private conversation with Fairy Xi He."]

[As soon as she finished, the entire hall reached a boiling point.]

["I'll give a hundred Spirit Stones!"]

["Two hundred!"]

["Three hundred!"]

["Five hundred!"]

["One thousand!"]

[Amidst the rising and falling bids, bags of Spirit Stones were tossed out casually, drifting toward the center of the stage.]

[A Qi Refining errand boy busily recorded every tip and wrote down the amount for each elegant seat on a massive piece of jade.]

[You looked up at the ranking board—]

[1st Place: Private Room No. 7, 20,000 Spirit Stones.]

[2nd Place: Private Room No. 3, 10,000 Spirit Stones.]

[3rd Place: Private Room No. 5, 5,000 Spirit Stones.]

[10th Place: Elegant Seat No. 1, 1,000 Spirit Stones.]

[The board only recorded the top ten.]