82: Tang Heng saw through her disguise?

After a few more days, Tang Heng further understood some basic information about this Aether Coral Fortress.

Nearly a hundred thousand Cultivators lived within this Aether Coral Fortress, which was divided into five major halls.

They were the Corpse Dismemberment Hall, the Capture Hall, the Warm Fragrance Hall, the Refinement Hall, and the Hundred Treasures Hall.

Each of these halls had a Hall Master, and their Cultivation was at the Spirit Manifestation Realm Middle Stage.

Below the Hall Masters were Managers at the Spirit Manifestation Realm Early Stage; there were ten Managers in each hall.

Within this Coral Fortress, the hierarchy was strict, and Managers could even dominate the life and death of the Cultivators beneath them at will.

The Cultivation resources produced daily within the Coral Fortress were massive.

The mysterious Fortress Master was undoubtedly the greatest beneficiary and a top-tier Cultivator.

Thinking about it, to be able to establish a foothold in this dangerous and terrifying Epoch Battlefield, the identity of the Fortress Master was not hard to guess; they were certainly one of the top Cultivators of the Epoch Battlefield.

It was just that Tang Heng had not yet found out which one specifically.

Top Cultivators possessed incomparably powerful combat strength and terrifying methods.

Those who could make a name for themselves in this Epoch Battlefield full of powerful Dragons were naturally not to be underestimated outside of it either.

However, the Coral Fortress was not inescapable; otherwise, they wouldn't have seen the scene of "killing the chicken to warn the monkeys" when they first entered.

There were many ways to escape!

After much thought, Tang Heng finally came up with a possible way to escape.

His initial plan was to display his corpse refinement abilities to take the opportunity to enter the Hundred Treasures Hall, and then through some maneuvering, climb up the Ranks.

Only when his position was high enough would he have more hope of escaping.

But in the meantime, this Puppet of his could only stay in the Corpse Dismemberment Cave... Time passed... After completing another day of corpse dismemberment, Tang Heng did not return to his Immortal Cave to rest, but instead took Yao Yian to a certain place.

A towering pavilion, the Red Fragrance Warm Pavilion.

It had another name: the Aether Coral Fortress Warm Fragrance Hall.

The girls here were each as beautiful as flowers; many Cultivators who had met their task quotas and received rewards, or those who had been taken in as confidants by Managers, came here to visit.

As long as you could afford the blood beads, no one was turned away.

Inside this place set up for Cultivators to relax, everyone knew what kind of services were offered.

Any man who came here would be infatuated and entranced by them, their blood beads and bodies drained dry.

For some reason, when Yao Yian heard the four words "Red Fragrance Warm Pavilion," a sense of disgust inexplicably welled up in his heart.

One look and you could tell it wasn't a good place; I must criticize it thoroughly.

Stepping inside, it was very lively, with glamorous female Cultivators and male Cultivators with lewd smiles; every corner was filled with an atmosphere of indulgence.

After Tang Heng led Yao Yian into the Red Fragrance Warm Pavilion, he found a random spot to sit down.

"Help me find Fellow Daoist Tao Xinran."

After the two sat down, a scantily clad female Cultivator soon approached.

Upon arriving, she glanced between the two briefly and then looked at Tang Heng.

She could easily distinguish who the leader was between the two.

"Two good brothers, how would you like to play today? I'm up for anything."

Tang Heng simply took a sip from the teacup on the table with a calm expression, then set it down and said, "I already have a reservation."

"Give me a private room that is neither high-end nor low-end."

Yao Yian noticed that upon hearing this, a hint of something unusual flashed in the eyes of the female Cultivator before them.

"Good brother, a room that is neither high-end nor low-end isn't cheap."

"No matter, I have plenty of blood beads."

The female Cultivator's expression suddenly changed slightly as she looked at Yao Yian beside Tang Heng.

"He is my blood brother, my dearest friend."

"Lead the way."

"Heehee, I see. Two good brothers, please follow me."

The female Cultivator stepped forward, took their hands, and led them toward the private room area.

Yao Yian was slightly stunned. What kind of play was this?

Could it be a "two kings, one queen" situation?

Dammit! This cursed cultivation world is truly too sinful.

I'll have to criticize it severely later!

After several twists and turns, they arrived at a private room.

Knock, knock, knock.

The female Cultivator knocked on the door, and a man immediately opened it, letting the three of them inside.

Yao Yian poked his head in to look, and what he saw gave him a shock.

The private room was filled with all sorts of male and female Cultivators.

Holy crap! So many people?

Could this be the legendary orgy?!

Too sinful!

"Two Fellow Daoists, this way please."

Once Tang Heng and Yao Yian were seated, a man who seemed to be the leader began to introduce:

"Fellow Daoists! There are two things to announce to everyone gathered here today."

"The first thing is to warmly celebrate that our self-rescue group has gained two more unyielding Fellow Daoists."

"The second thing is that I have obtained a piece of top-secret intelligence."

"This information is very important; if used well, escaping the Aether Coral Fortress will not be a dream."

"As everyone knows, the situation in the Epoch Battlefield has recently become increasingly chaotic, with constant killing everywhere, leading to a shortage of Medicinal Pills and various items."

"Massive shortages in many items mean huge profits, which has also led to a shortage of manpower in the Hundred Treasures Hall."

"If nothing unexpected happens, in a few days, the Hundred Treasures Hall will look for Cultivators with special skills in the other four halls."

"I can tell you that if you reach the Hundred Treasures Hall, there will be benefactors to assist you!"

"I hope you all seize this opportunity."

"Alright, now each of you disperse."

With so many people there, the leader didn't dare risk exposure to the Execution Squad, so he spoke briefly and arranged for everyone to leave in batches.

Tang Heng and Yao Yian naturally followed them out.

But Tang Heng did not leave immediately; instead, he found another small private room.

Inside the room, Tang Heng locked the door and looked at Yao Yian.

He paused and slowly spoke: "Why must you continue to hide, Fellow Daoist?"

"I know you have already recovered your intelligence. Tell me, who exactly are you?"

"You see the situation we are in clearly now."

"Both of us are trapped in this hellhole, so why continue to hide?"

"Do you think I don't know about your changes? Your eyes, your state, your expressions."

"None of it escapes my perception!"

"I know my own Corpse Refinement Techniques well enough to know it's impossible for them to give you such spirit."

"Do you know when I first noticed something was off with you?"

Yao Yian almost subconsciously spoke up to ask when he had been found out.

But suddenly, a flash of insight hit him, and he managed to restrain himself.

He remained like a statue, quietly watching the other.

"How much longer are you going to pretend!"

Tang Heng looked at Yao Yian with a ruthless gaze and pinched a hand seal.

He activated the Divine Soul brand control, attempting to threaten Yao Yian.

The two confronted each other like this for about twenty breaths of time.

After twenty breaths... Tang Heng suddenly deflated like a punctured ball and sat down helplessly on the bed in the private room.

"Sigh, sometimes I really do hope you've awakened your intelligence."

"At least you could keep me company and talk..."

Hearing these two sentences, Yao Yian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It was actually a test. This guy has so many tricks; I almost fell for it.

Seeing that there was no problem with Yao Yian, Tang Heng sat quietly, and it was unclear what he planned to do next.

A quarter of an hour later, there was a knock at the door.

"Enter."

Tang Heng pinched a seal, and the door lock opened.

Two female Cultivators walked in; they were very striking and dressed quite boldly.

The one on the left wore a light blue palace dress with a red string tied around her wrist.

The one on the right wore white gauze clothing, was tall with long legs, had elegant and refined features, and her face looked slightly innocent.

It's here, finally here.

Looking at these two curvaceous figures, Yao Yian was already laughing like a pig on the inside.

As a virgin in both lives, he finally had a chance to change that.

Although it was in this kind of setting and place.

But these two female Cultivators' looks were not low; they were one-in-a-hundred beauties.

After all, women love beauty, and being able to enter the Epoch Battlefield meant they had reached a certain Realm.

Under such circumstances, unless there were extremely unusual cases, most female Cultivators were beautiful.

The female Cultivator in the light blue palace dress was more experienced and proactively threw herself into Tang Heng's embrace, her eyes flirtatious.

The other slightly more awkward female Cultivator walked toward Yao Yian.

She looked delicate and charming, and the hint of Spiritual Qi in her brows made one feel very comfortable.

Very good, Tang Heng, I don't seem to hate you that much anymore.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Tang Heng called out to stop that female Cultivator.

"You come here to me as well, don't mind him."

"He has Longyang's preference and isn't interested in women."

"Uh..."

The female Cultivator paused, a mix of bewilderment and confusion crossing her fair and lovely face.

Seeing this scene, Yao Yian was so furious.

He wanted to immediately tear off his disguise and rush over to strangle Tang Heng.

Not only did he get no service, but he was also slandered.

Tang Heng! I hate you to death!

I'm making a note of this in my little black book!