108: Red Dust Cave, Red Dust Inn!

Meanwhile, Xuan Tianchen, having left the Xuanjian Immortal Domain, finally arrived at the Red Dust Grotto-Heaven in the Jueqing Immortal Domain.

This place was not far from the Jueqing Immortal Sect, located right beneath its mountain gate, and was famous throughout the Upper Heavens due to a Red Dust Inn.

Talented men and beautiful women, who entered the mortal world for experience and to seek true love, would pass through here to find their Dao Companions.

Additionally, some Heaven's Chosen who cultivated the Dao of Ruthlessness would also come here to temper themselves, solely to strengthen their Dao Heart.

Among them were powerful sword cultivators who practiced the heartless sword Dao, as well as Heaven's Proud Daughters who entered the Dao through love.

Xuan Tianchen, dressed in a black brocade robe, strolled leisurely and alone through the bustling streets.

The elegant aura emanating from him was particularly compelling at this moment, like a brilliant warm sun, attracting everyone's gaze.

Wherever he passed, the Return rate (rate of people turning their heads) directly reached one hundred percent.

“Wow! What a handsome young man! Just the aura emanating from him makes my heart flutter and my desires burn!”

“Who says otherwise? Just one look at him, and this humble woman is already infatuated and completely soaked!”

“He truly is an unparalleled young master. If I could spend a night with him and have a deep exchange, I would die without regrets!”

...Among the passing crowd, any female cultivator who saw Xuan Tianchen would instantly have her heart captured by his noble and transcendent aura.

Even those handsome male cultivators paled in comparison to Xuan Tianchen at this moment.

“Who exactly is this person? His looks are actually slightly superior to mine! You should know that I am known as the Triple Andy Lau, the cream of the crop among men!”

“I originally thought my Daniel Wu-level good looks were unmatched, but I never expected someone to be even more handsome and dashing than me!”

“I recall that when I, Edison Chen, was young, I was also this magnificent, surrounded by all sorts of female cultivators, living a truly carefree life!”

...Facing the fervent gazes and exclamations from the surrounding people, Xuan Tianchen merely offered a graceful, faint smile.

Right now, he only wanted to be a “good person!” Please give him a chance.

However, it was this very smile that instantly made all the female cultivators present feel their hearts stir with spring.

In an instant, the surging emotions were like an endless river, unstoppable.

A few breaths later, under everyone's watchful eyes...

Xuan Tianchen quickly arrived before a pavilion that stood in the void, like a city in the sky.

A golden plaque hung horizontally on the pavilion, and carved upon it were the four large characters: “Red Dust Inn.”

Each stroke emanated an endless Quasi-Emperor aura, clearly indicating that these characters were personally inscribed by a Quasi-Emperor Expert.

“Red Dust Inn, what a good name!”

Looking at the four characters on the plaque, Xuan Tianchen couldn't help but smile elegantly, a smile like a spring breeze, intoxicating.

At this moment, he truly looked like a damn good person.

Seeing this, the two Immortal King guards standing at the entrance quickly said respectfully, “Welcome, esteemed guest, please come in!”

“Mm!” Xuan Tianchen responded faintly, then stepped into the spatial entrance of the Red Dust Inn.

In a flash, his figure appeared inside the main hall of the Red Dust Inn.

First to greet his eyes was a spacious and tall area, with several thick vermilion pillars supporting carved beams.

Vivid auspicious patterns were painted on the beams, and dense immortal qi swirled around them, like swimming dragons.

The hall was bustling with people and incredibly lively.

Redwood tables were arranged in a staggered fashion, with talented men and beautiful women gathered around them in groups of three or five, chatting and laughing.

The air was filled with the mellow aroma of fine wine and the fragrant scent of delicacies, making one's mouth water.

Looking around, every table was adorned with exquisite wine pots and cups.

The wine pots were filled with mellow wine, shimmering with an inviting luster under the candlelight.

On the stage in the center, a singer in splendid attire gently plucked the strings of a zither, singing a melodious tune; her voice was mournful and evocative, as if narrating a moving story.

The talented men and beautiful women below the stage listened entranced, occasionally shouting praises, pushing the atmosphere to a climax.

At the same time, literati and refined scholars were drinking wine and composing poetry in response to the beautiful scenery outside the window.

They appeared intoxicated, sometimes furrowing their brows in thought, sometimes writing furiously, as if completely immersed in their poetic world.

The entire inn hall was brilliantly lit, with candlelight and moonlight intermingling, spilling through the carved windows onto the floor, forming patches of mottled light and shadow.

Calligraphy and paintings by great scholars hung on the walls, adding a touch of elegance to the lively scene.

And in a corner of the Red Dust Inn, a woman with a veiled hat sat quietly.

Her solitary posture formed a stark contrast with the lively, bustling, and noisy scene around her.

At this moment, Xuan Tianchen's gaze instantly locked onto her figure.

[Ding Dong, Child of Destiny present]

[Name: Murong Yanran]

[Realm: Saint Lord Ninth Layer]

[Identity: Jueqing Immortal Sect Fairy, Reincarnation of the Heartless Empress]

[Cultivation Methods: heartless sword Art (Emperor-tier), Loveless Immortal Scripture (Emperor-tier)]

[Artifact: heartless sword (Emperor Weapon)]

[Luck Value: 300,000 points]

[Descending the mountain to undergo Mortal Tribulation]

“Undergo Mortal Tribulation? It seems things are getting more and more interesting!”

Hearing the system's voice, a very subtle, almost imperceptible curve appeared at the corner of Xuan Tianchen's mouth.

The moment he arrived in the Jueqing Immortal Domain, he had keenly sensed that Murong Yanran was within the Red Dust Inn.

This was why he did not go to the Jueqing Immortal Sect but came straight here.

To better observe Murong Yanran's movements in the future, Xuan Tianchen immediately found a seat opposite her, with his back to her.

At this moment, the waiter, weaving through the crowd, also noticed his figure.

Without the slightest hesitation, he quickly walked over and respectfully greeted, “Esteemed guest, may I know what you need?”

“Bring out all your signature dishes!” Xuan Tianchen indicated calmly.

At the same time, he casually tossed out a piece of top-grade immortal crystal.

The waiter, seeing this, was immediately overjoyed, “Please wait a moment, esteemed guest, the immortal delicacies and fine wine will be right here!”

“Alright, you go attend to your duties first!”

After sending the waiter away, Xuan Tianchen's gaze once again firmly locked onto Murong Yanran's delicate body.

She had come down the mountain to undergo the Mortal Tribulation, and now she was in this Red Dust Inn, where talented men and beautiful women gathered.

Clearly, she had come to seek an object for her Mortal Tribulation.

“Murong Yanran, let This Imperial Son show you how to fall into the net of love step by step!”

Xuan Tianchen mused to himself, a subtle, hard-to-detect smile once again gracing his lips.

Just then, the voice of the Red Dust Inn's manager suddenly echoed from the center of the hall.

“Esteemed guests, it's time for the eagerly anticipated Poetry Competition again, with 'love' as the theme. All are welcome to participate enthusiastically.

The winning poem will be displayed permanently in the main hall as the Red Dust Inn's treasure.”

Everyone immediately looked over, and indeed, above the Red Dust Inn's main hall, there were many poems with 'love' as their theme.

Sensing the endless affection flowing through the lines of the poems, most of the talented men and beautiful women present couldn't help but yearn for love.

Only a few who had experienced great storms, traversed through countless flowers, and possessed unwavering Dao Hearts remained indifferent to this.

And in that rarely noticed corner, Murong Yanran, who had been sitting quietly for a long time, finally couldn't help but subtly glance at those love poems.

However, her beautiful eyes remained as cold as ice, showing no trace of emotional fluctuation.

“The word 'love,' in the grand scheme of the Great Dao, is nothing but a fleeting cloud.”

If not for seeking an object to help her overcome the Mortal Tribulation, she would not have appeared here.

Moreover, the reason she waited until now was to make the person who won today's poetry competition the object to help her pass her Mortal Tribulation.

In another corner, Xuan Tianchen, who sensed Murong Yanran's subtle movement, immediately had a glint of intrigued light flash in his eyes.

“I never thought that one day, This Imperial Son would also get to experience the thrill of a Child of Destiny showing off!”

When it came to composing poetry and lyrics, with his identity as a Transmigrator, any exquisite poem from his previous life that he casually brought out would be enough to crush the entire cultivation world.

That's right, although he was a villain, he was also a cultured villain, albeit not much.