53: Chapter 53 Old Xu? The Legacy of Cao Cao!

Chapter 53: Old Xu? The Legacy of Cao Cao!

Lan Xi finished her dance and gave a graceful bow toward the stage. As her flowing sleeves fluttered, her captivating eyes inadvertently swept across the crowd below.

She saw the Cultivators below, one after another, wearing expressions of pure infatuation.

A hint of contempt quietly flashed through the depths of her eyes.

Before she left the mountains, the Elders of her clan had repeatedly warned her to be careful of humans.

They said humans were insidious and cunning, and that she must be on her guard.

But right now, these people were all hopelessly enchanted by her; none of them could tell what her true identity was.

Looking around, the hall was filled with Cultivators in the Meridian Opening Realm and Soul Fire Realm, none of whom were a match for her.

...

Xu Jianan glanced downstairs, gulped down some wine, wiped his mouth, and a sharp glint flashed in his cloudy old eyes. "Young Master, the Shen Family people have arrived. I'll be taking my leave now."

"Fine, go on then." Shen Qingyuan glanced at him. Noticing the makeup stains on the old man's face, he added, "Next time you come over, wipe the powder off your face. It's a bit of an eyesore!"

Xu Jianan didn't mind at all, grinning as he said, "Young Master, you don't understand. These are battle scars!"

He stood up, carrying his wine jug as he wobbled toward the door.

Reaching the door, he suddenly remembered something. He turned to look at the Jade Slip on the table, then at Shen Qingyuan, giving a mischievous chuckle.

"Young Master, this Jade Slip—"

Shen Qingyuan followed his gaze and raised an eyebrow. "What, do you need this too?"

"Hehehe..." Xu Jianan gave a dry laugh and rubbed his hands together. "I'm getting old, I can't compare to your youthful vigor, Young Master... I was thinking, you don't really need this, so why not give it to me?"

He leaned in a few steps and lowered his voice, a lecherous look appearing on his old face. "You don't know, Young Master, but that old Saintess of the Tianxuan Sect has a profound cultivation and boundless energy. These old bones of mine really can't handle being with her..."

*Crack—*

Luo Qingyue's movements paused. She glanced at the shattered teacup, a flash of disgust crossing her cold eyes.

Lian Yue also blushed and spat in disdain.

Shen Qingyuan looked at Xu Jianan's state and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Take it, just take it." He casually picked up the Jade Slip from the table and tossed it to Xu Jianan. "Go enjoy yourself with your old flame."

Xu Jianan caught the Jade Slip as if it were a priceless treasure, carefully tucking it into his robe, his face beaming with joy.

"Thank you, Young Master! Thank you, Young Master!"

He bowed repeatedly with his hands clasped, then left contentedly with his wine jug.

After Xu Jianan left, a look of curiosity appeared on Lian Yue's face. She asked in a low voice, "Young Master, are Old Xu and the old Saintess of the Tianxuan Sect really..."

She paused, her tone carrying a hint of doubt. "I heard that the old Saintess of the Tianxuan Sect has a Dao Companion..."

"Huh? What?" Shen Qingyuan was startled. He sat up and turned to look at Lian Yue. "That old Saintess actually has a Dao Companion?"

"Ye... Yes." Being stared at like that, Lian Yue's face reddened slightly. "I only heard rumors; it might not necessarily be true."

Shen Qingyuan clicked his tongue a few times. He had thought Old Xu had a bit of the 'Jian'an Style,' but he hadn't expected him to follow the 'Legacy of Cao Cao' even more.

If someone ever came knocking on the door one day, there would surely be a good show to watch.

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Shen Quan stood at the entrance of Yicui Pavilion, looked up at the half-open window of the private room on the third floor, and sighed.

He had just come out of seclusion within the Family, and his cultivation had progressed further, having stabilized at the second level of the Soul Fire Realm.

But before he could even celebrate, his father told him to go find his Ninth Uncle.

"Yicui Pavilion again," Shen Quan muttered, stepping over the threshold.

The main hall was as lively as ever. The sound of music was constant, and the scents of wine and makeup mingled together, creating a bustling atmosphere.

The attendant was sharp-eyed and recognized the Young Master of the Shen Family at once. He hurried over to greet him: "Young Master Quan, looking for the Ninth Elder? He's in the usual spot on the third floor."

Shen Quan nodded, casually tossed a Spirit Stone to the attendant, and headed up the stairs.

However—

Just as he reached the corner of the second floor, his footsteps came to a sudden halt.

An indescribable sensation came from the third floor, as if something had swept over his body, yet it also felt like an illusion.

Shen Quan frowned slightly and instinctively looked up.

An old man appeared before him.

The old man was thin, wearing a faded grey robe. Reeking of alcohol, he held a wine jug in his hand, and his face was crisscrossed with several makeup stains, making him look quite comical.

It was none other than Xu Jianan.

Shen Quan froze for a moment and instinctively took half a step back.

He had seen this old man a few times and knew he was a manager at Yicui Pavilion. He usually looked unremarkable, but his father had specifically instructed him to be polite to this old man.

"Oh, Shen Family kid." Xu Jianan squinted his drunken eyes, sized him up, and grinned. "Looking for your Ninth Uncle?"

Shen Quan quickly bowed with his hands clasped: "Old Xu."

Xu Jianan gave an "un" in response, said nothing more, and wobbled away.

Shen Quan shook his head and pushed open the door to the private room.

The bead curtains were half-rolled, and the scent of sandalwood drifted through the air.

Shen Qingyuan leaned lazily on the soft couch, hands behind his head, looking thoroughly satisfied.

Beside him, a figure in white as pure as snow sat kneeling, brewing tea with movements as smooth as flowing water, her features as cold as frost—Fairy Qingyue.

And on the other side—

Shen Quan's gaze fell on the pale pink figure behind Shen Qingyuan, and he was instantly stunned.

An extremely beautiful woman was kneeling behind Shen Qingyuan, letting him lean against her while her hands gently massaged his temples with soft movements.

The woman was about eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a pale pink dress that accentuated her slender waist and graceful figure.

She had an oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, and a pair of watery peach-blossom eyes that were currently looking at Shen Qingyuan with deep affection, her face tinged with a faint blush.

Lian Yue.

The courtesan queen of Yicui Pavilion.

Shen Quan's mouth hung open slightly. He looked at Luo Qingyue, then at Lian Yue, and then at the enjoying Shen Qingyuan, feeling completely overwhelmed.

Wait...

Ninth Uncle, you...

The number one Prodigy of the Southern Region, a peerless Genius as cold as an immortal, is willingly acting as your maid, serving tea and water, attending to your every need.

A courtesan queen of Yicui Pavilion, a charming and popular top-tier beauty, is massaging your shoulders and back with eyes full of love.

This life of yours is just too comfortable, isn't it?

The surge of envy in Shen Quan's heart simply could not be suppressed.

He spent his days in secluded cultivation, and whenever he finally managed to come out, he always saw his Ninth Uncle here enjoying life, with the women by his side becoming more stunning each time.

And what about him?

Secluded cultivation, coming out to get beaten, more secluded cultivation, getting beaten again...

What a bitter life!

"Ninth Uncle." Shen Quan took a deep breath, suppressed the envy churning in his heart, and bowed.

Shen Qingyuan didn't even lift an eyelid, giving a lazy "un" in response. "Does your father have something again?"

Shen Quan's mouth twitched as he gave a dry laugh. "Ninth Uncle is wise."

He then explained, "My father said there's a problem with the Secret Realm controlled by the several Great Families."

"Secret Realm?" Shen Qingyuan paused, only then remembering that after the Five Families Grand Competition, the Family disciples were supposed to be arranged to enter the Secret Realm they jointly controlled for cultivation.

It had only been delayed because of the Wang Family incident.

Shen Quan looked left and right, then whispered, "Ninth Uncle, have you heard about the Great Emperors Secret Realm?"

"Is it related to that Secret Realm?"

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