Chapter 25: I’m your dad!

Tianshui City was a grand city and incredibly bustling.

Shops lined the streets, and cultivators moved in a never-ending stream.

The constant calls of street vendors gave Mo Huaiyu a sense of nostalgia, almost like a dream of his childhood.

Mo Huaiyu scanned his surroundings with interest, feeling that every corner of the Cultivation World had a completely different style.

When he spotted a spirit pet shop filled with adorable creatures, a sudden thought popped into his mind.

**Spirit Beast Transformation!**

In the Cultivation World, there were genuine tales of people raising cats that eventually transformed into cat-ear girls to repay their owners’ kindness.

In his previous life, science could not explain such a thing, but here in the Cultivation World, metaphysics provided a perfectly logical explanation.

Before long, Mo Huaiyu arrived at his destination. He looked up at the plaque above the door.

*Chunfeng Pavilion.*

As the saying goes, a night of spring breeze is not as good as you.

Here, you could have both the spring breeze and the person.

As long as the Spirit Stones were sufficient, let alone one night of “spring breeze,” every night was not a problem.

That was right—this was the largest establishment for “listening to music” in Tianshui City.

Even though it was not evening yet, many women like birds and butterflies flitted through the pavilions.

Standing at the entrance, one could already smell the thick scent of rouge.

Even though a major Demon Cult incident had recently occurred in Tianshui City, resulting in the fall of many cultivators, the place remained crowded.

There was no sign of mourning for the fallen.

One could only say that even if the sky fell, it could not stop those obsessed with beauty from their pursuits.

Mo Huaiyu looked at Chunfeng Pavilion, pondered for three seconds, and reached a conclusion.

‘Yep! This is a brothel!’

Just as he was considering whether to turn back, he realized that Sister Ruoxi had already walked inside.

!!!

Mo Huaiyu did not even have time to be shocked; he quickly hurried after her.

Upon entering, his eyes met an open-air exhibition hall that was luxuriously wide, with tables and chairs filling the surrounding area. Gauze curtains draped from the ceiling, and the walls were covered in glass, decorated with various enchanting and seductive paintings.

Every corner exuded an atmosphere that triggered a frantic secretion of hormones.

When a cold, fairy-like woman led a handsome and elegant youth inside, everyone’s gaze naturally drifted toward them.

The lady wore a white-to-pink Cloud-shaped Thousand Water Dress with peach blossoms embroidered on the hem.

Her slender waist was as flexible as a willow branch, her skin was as flawless as white jade, and her face was breathtakingly beautiful.

Her long black hair was partially secured by a silver hairpin, while the rest cascaded naturally down her back.

The youth looked exceptionally handsome and refined.

Coupled with his slightly youthful face, he appeared somewhat cute and well-behaved, especially his eyes, which were clear and transparent.

Before long, a graceful woman of mature charm walked over.

“Welcome to Chunfeng Pavilion. Feng Niang offers her greetings to the two of you.”

Although it was Feng Niang’s first time seeing them, she treated all newcomers as guests.

Even if the customer was a woman, it did not matter.

After all, in the Cultivation World, women who took an interest in their own gender were not uncommon. Who would turn away Spirit Stones?

Mo Huaiyu did not know where to look.

The young ladies here were dressed far too boldly and openly.

Fair, tender legs were exposed to the air without reservation.

Their soft, flirtatious laughter and delicate tones were clearly the result of careful training.

He really wanted to take a few more looks, but since Sister Ruoxi was right there, he had to use immense willpower to shift his gaze.

It felt more painful than losing a business deal worth several hundred million.

An Ruoxi had no intention of making small talk with the matron.

She directly produced her Identity Token and stated their purpose.

“We are disciples of the Yuling Sect. We have come to purge the remnants of the Demon Cult. According to our intelligence, there are members of the cult hiding in your establishment.”

As the matron of Chunfeng Pavilion, Feng Niang had seen the world.

Moreover, with the recent city-wide manhunt for the Demon Cult, she immediately tucked away her provocative charms and adjusted her voice to a normal tone.

“Since that is the case, Chunfeng Pavilion will certainly cooperate fully with the two Immortals.”

As she spoke, Feng Niang could not help but steal another glance at the handsome youth behind the cold lady.

A youth so handsome and elegant was something even she was seeing for the first time in her life; one could not help but feel a natural fondness upon seeing him.

However, in the next moment, a frigid gaze fell upon Feng Niang, making her whole body tremble.

The beautiful eyes of the cold lady glinted with a sliver of frost, scaring her into quickly saying, “Please follow me to meet the Pavilion Master.”

It was terrifying.

Feng Niang felt as though her entire body had been frozen.

This lady was far too frightening.

Mo Huaiyu had naturally noticed the mature woman’s gaze earlier, but he did not care much.

Ever since he had come out, many older sisters looked at him like that.

Some even approached him to talk, giving him the vibe of an older sister trying to coax a young boy into going home with her.

However, he then saw a flicker of horror in the woman’s eyes, after which she hurriedly lowered her head.

‘What happened? Am I that scary?’

Carrying a hint of confusion, Mo Huaiyu followed her upstairs.

After walking just a few steps, he heard a man’s dissatisfied voice.

“Feng Niang, no matter what, I must see Hong Yu today. Otherwise, I’ll tear down your Chunfeng Pavilion!”

Before them stood a young man in his twenties.

His looks were average, but his temperament was quite extraordinary.

He clearly looked like a person of high status, with a Jade Plate hanging from his waist engraved with the word “Sun.”

*Sun.* The surname of the City Lord’s Mansion.

“Young Master Sun Luo?!”

Upon seeing the young man, Feng Niang’s face stiffened.

It seemed she was not very keen on seeing him.

Sun Luo was the son of the Tianshui City Lord and an Inner Disciple of the Yuling Sect.

He was a well-known young talent in the surrounding areas of Tianshui City.

However, Sun Luo relied on the fact that his father was the City Lord to always demand the top beauties whenever he visited Chunfeng Pavilion, and he never paid any Spirit Stones.

One had to know that the time of a top beauty was very expensive.

“Young Master Sun’s presence naturally brings glory to our Chunfeng Pavilion. However, Hong Yu has been feeling a bit unwell lately. Furthermore, over all these years, Young Master Sun’s Spirit Stones…”

Although Feng Niang was extremely reluctant to host him, she maintained a smile.

“Hmph!”

Sun Luo said.

“The top beauties of Chunfeng Pavilion are advertised as Qingguan.

If I paid Spirit Stones, wouldn’t that just make it prostitution!”

Hearing this, Mo Huaiyu thought, ‘Good grief, this guy sounds like a veteran professional freeloader.’

“Regardless, if I don’t see Hong Yu today, your Chunfeng Pavilion will—”

Just as Sun Luo was about to bring up his father, the City Lord, his words trailed off.

An incomparably beautiful, cold lady had appeared in his field of vision.

In an instant, Hong Yu and everything else were tossed to the back of his mind.

Detecting Sun Luo’s gaze, Mo Huaiyu frowned.

He saw the greed that filled the man’s eyes the moment he saw Sister Ruoxi.

“Oh! When did your Chunfeng Pavilion get a new woman like this! I don’t want Hong Yu anymore today; I want her!”

Just as Sun Luo was striding toward the lady, a handsome youth blocked his path.

This took Sun Luo by surprise. In Tianshui City, someone actually dared to block him?

“Who are you? Don’t you know who my father is?”

This single sentence caused the gazes of many people in Chunfeng Pavilion to gather.

Such an arrogant and overbearing tone—it seemed that no matter where one went, there were always spoiled second-generation heirs acting unreasonably.

Mo Huaiyu was very envious of these heirs… cough, he meant he hated them!

“Who am I?”

Mo Huaiyu crossed his arms and tilted his head up slightly.

His next words shocked everyone present in Chunfeng Pavilion.

The youth shouted at the top of his lungs, “I am your father!”