63: One is too few... ten is enough.

He pushed the door open and entered.

Inside Lanruo Temple, red beams and green tiles created a magnificent and opulent sight.

In the center, a large incense burner held three-foot-long incense sticks, their smoke coiling upwards.

The gilded Buddha enshrined in the main hall had a benevolent face and a solemn, majestic appearance.

It was a scene of pure sanctity.

“I never imagined there’d be such a thriving temple in the wilderness; this is great…”

“Haha, if not for this temple, we’d probably be sleeping outdoors tonight.

These days, there are quite a few wild wolves lurking outside.”

“In that case, we must thank these young ladies…”

The merchants and travelers smiled continuously, many of them looking at the women dressed in light gauze with lecherous gazes.

Beside them, Gu Changsheng rested his chin in his hand, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Under the Spirit Eye Technique, Lanruo Temple was an entirely different scene.

Broken bricks and decaying tiles, permeated with an eerie ghostly Qi.

The large incense burner, covered in bronze rust, was filled with human skulls and bones.

The burning incense stick pierced through a string of white skulls, reaching straight to the bottom, resembling a skewer.

Most terrifying of all was the gilded Buddha, its face contorted in a grimace, foul-smelling drool oozing from its mouth, and its eyeballs rolling around, watching everyone.

“Yinhun Incense… and it seems a lot of aphrodisiacs were added… No wonder this group of merchants are so lust-crazed, completely oblivious to anything amiss.”

Yinhun Incense is refined from resentful souls, Yin Qi, and dried ash.

When burned, it can create a Yinhun illusion to bewilder the mind.

“That incense stick is three feet tall; it would take at least thirty living souls to refine it…”

Gu Changsheng silently estimated in his mind.

Just then, a group of thinly veiled women, all exquisitely beautiful with captivating eyes, walked over.

“Everyone, you’ve traveled a long way.

Why not rest at our temple for a night, so our sisters can change and bathe, and attend to you all, fulfilling our duties as hosts.”

Nie Xiaoqian, dressed in white like an immortal, said with a smile.

“Haha, how could we impose so much…”

“The hosts are so hospitable; if we refuse again, it would be our fault.”

“Then, today, we thank all you young ladies.”

Soon, the eager merchants took the young ladies and departed one by one, returning to the temple’s side rooms.

‘Putting on this act… but their looks are indeed much better than those at Baihua Garden…’

Gu Changsheng smiled faintly.

At this moment, the leading Nie Xiaoqian swayed her slender waist and walked over.

He vaguely saw many women behind her casting envious and jealous glances.

‘Such dense Yang Qi…’

Nie Xiaoqian’s face flushed.

A man with dense Yang Qi was an excellent Cauldron for her cultivation of the Art of the Enchantress.

“Young Master, it’s late.

Why don’t this servant attend to your bath and change of clothes, so you can rest for the night.”

Nie Xiaoqian’s eyes were like autumn waves, and her soft, fair hand reached out.

Gu Changsheng smiled faintly, wrapped his arm around Nie Xiaoqian’s waist, and said, “One is a bit few… call a few more… ten… that should be about right.”

Immediately, Nie Xiaoqian’s almond eyes widened in surprise.

When they returned to the bathing pool, Gu Changsheng was accompanied by ten beautiful women of varying builds.

“Young Master, come down and play quickly.”

Many women had already shed their light gauze and were splashing water and playing in the bathing pool.

The misty steam added to their allure.

“No rush… this Young Master is particularly fond of painting.

How can such a beautiful scene not be commemorated?”

Gu Changsheng took out a sketchbook.

Although he had condensed his True Core and his Body Refining Qi and blood were unparalleled, further enhanced by the Four Kidney Seedings.

However, the female ghosts before him clearly specialized in the Art of the Enchantress, making them professional practitioners in the field.

He couldn’t guarantee he wouldn’t suffer an unexpected setback.

It was best to test them first.

In the pool, Nie Xiaoqian’s expression was bewildered.

Just now, the other party had clearly seemed so eager, yet unexpectedly wanted to paint at such a crucial moment… This peculiar habit… But then she remembered that for the cultivation method she practiced, the Cauldron’s thoughts needed to be clear and unhindered to fully extract their essence and Yang Qi.

After some thought, Nie Xiaoqian endured it.

“Young Master, please feel free…”

A moment later, Gu Changsheng’s sketchbook now contained a painting of ten beauties bathing.

Each was exquisitely charming, in various poses.

Especially the light gauze they wore, wet by the pool water, clung tightly to their bodies, outlining curves that made one’s Bloodline surge.

Gu Changsheng looked at the panel.

【Art of the Enchantress Devouring Yang】

‘Art of the Enchantress Devouring Yang… Heh heh, it’s actually a Dual Cultivation method,

Unfortunately, only women can cultivate it… However, a technique recorded within it, the Art of Solidifying Yang and Locking Essence, is worth learning from.’

Gu Changsheng estimated his capital.

Even if he fought until dawn, he would still have plenty of energy left.

At this moment, a furious roar came from the rear side room, and a brilliant flash of saber light slashed out, sending countless wood splinters flying.

The pained wails of women followed.

Looking from afar, a man with a topknot, holding an indigo-colored plain saber, had blood dripping from his palm onto the blade.

Combined with his True Qi, the saber light moved like a shadow, firmly protecting the delicate young man behind him.

Several Contemplation Realm female ghosts showed painful expressions, their bodies marked with wounds from the slashes, and black Qi continuously escaped from them.

For a time, they couldn’t get close to him.

‘So it’s that person…’

Gu Changsheng’s gaze shifted as he recalled the military officer in the covered carriage.

‘To wound demons and ghosts with a Mortal body… This person’s Mortal martial arts are truly formidable, having already reached the Transcendent state.

However… his lethality primarily relies on his ghost-repelling blood…’

Ghost-repelling blood is a type of innate spiritual body; not only is the physique naturally strong, but the blood also possesses the effect of repelling ghosts and Command the Demon.

Were it not for this, even if Mortal martial arts reached their Peak, it would be absolutely impossible to harm demons and monsters.

“Mere Mortals, how dare you harm my sisters!

You seek death!”

In an instant, from various side rooms, female ghosts who had finished devouring essence flew out in unison.

Gu Changsheng was left staring at the rippling pool water, dumbfounded.

He was almost ready.

They just left?

What kind of situation was this?

Immediately, a myriad of thoughts raced through his mind.

‘They’re just ruining this Daoist priest’s good mood.

I won’t intervene for now… I want to see… how many drops of blood a mere Mortal has to shed…’

After forming his True Core, Gu Changsheng gradually became fearless, always prioritizing his own clear thoughts.

When in a good mood, granting you an Opportunity was perfectly acceptable.

When feeling gloomy, annihilating a sect or family, what could you do then?

Soon, Left Commander’s face gradually paled, and sweat beaded on his forehead.

Especially after Nie Xiaoqian, a Foundation Building Realm ghost cultivator, joined the battle, the situation became even more difficult.

Rip—

Ghost claws tore.

An arm holding a slender steel saber flew into the air.

Left Commander held his plain saber, sealing his Acupoints to stop the bleeding, and retreated repeatedly.

However, the situation continued to deteriorate.

Soon, he had more than a dozen deep, bone-visible wounds on his body.

Black Qi permeated the wounds.

If not for his ghost-repelling blood suppressing the ghostly Qi, his Physical Body would have long since decayed into pus.

Whoosh—

Left Commander was caught off guard, and a ghost claw swept past him from behind, aiming directly for the head of the young man behind him.

In the nick of time, the delicate young man narrowly dodged, but his hair ornament was knocked loose, and his long hair immediately cascaded down, revealing an ethereal aura.

“What a beautiful young woman… No wonder this stinky man didn’t fancy us sisters…”

The female ghost sneered.

Just as she was about to press forward, a thick Sword Qi descended from the sky, forcefully separating the two sides.

The next moment.

The door burst open, scattering into a thousand pieces.

A figure flew in on a sword, gracefully landing on the ground.