After finishing another dance, Mu Yanxi stepped away from the stage of the dance club. The celestial dance of the Spiritual Moon Sect was truly wondrous.
If a cultivator were to keep a troupe of dancers to perform every day, their cultivation would surely advance rapidly, turning the arduous process of training into a mere pleasure.
However, while the dance was exquisite, it was not a path Mu Yanxi could accept. Although the celestial dance was not an evil art, she still disliked this style of practice characterized by fawning, kneeling, and seductive displays.
When the goal of one’s cultivation is reduced to serving high-ranking male cultivators, what is left of taoism naturalism or following one’s heart?
With this realization, as Mu Yanxi looked at the other clubs, she could see that the essence of most groups in the Spiritual Moon Sect was similar to the dance club.
For instance, the senior sisters of the astronomy club placed a large star plate in the center of their booth.
When the copper rings of the star plate rotated, a complex star chart was projected, with points of starlight flickering as they offered free fortune-telling to new disciples.
Mu Yanxi decided to give it a try. After the senior sister checked her life star using the star plate, she said in surprise, “Congratulations, Junior Sister. Your luck has been extremely prosperous lately. You are likely to encounter a grand opportunity or a once-in-a-lifetime chance.”
‘My luck is good?’ Mu Yanxi laughed bitterly. She did not feel that anything was good at all.
Being inexplicably caught in an accident and dying, crossing over to a completely unfamiliar world, and even being forced to become a girl to join a female-only sect—she could call this the peak of misfortune. Everything was bad.
“Of course. You have had the best luck I have seen in the last few months, Junior Sister. Perhaps you might even meet your most suitable dao companion because of it,” the astronomy club senior sister smiled.
“Wow? If that is true, then you are so lucky!” The surrounding fellow disciples exclaimed.
For the disciples of the Spiritual Moon Sect, being noticed by a powerful, high-ranking male cultivator and taken as a concubine was truly the greatest opportunity in their lives, perhaps allowing them to stop working hard forever.
Mu Yanxi did not commit to an answer. She quietly stepped aside to let the disciples waiting in line move forward.
“A person’s fortune is never constant. Even those great experts have fluctuations in their luck. Therefore, they must have someone nearby to constantly observe the stars and the aura, avoiding misfortune and changing their destiny.”
“Very few are skilled in this, making them even more valuable,” the senior sister from the astronomy club took the opportunity to advertise their club’s advantages.
It was exactly as expected.
However, the scale of the astronomy club was much smaller than the dance club, for the reason the senior sister had mentioned—disciples with the innate talent for star observation were rare, as one needed to be able to resonate with the star plate to join.
Consequently, the astronomy club always kept a small roster of only a dozen or so members.
Mu Yanxi turned and continued to inspect other clubs. Another eye-catching group was the service department.
Despite the peculiar name, they were performing a cooking demonstration. The senior sisters set up several stoves on the stage, igniting Heavenly Fire within them, and handling woks, ceramic pots, and cleavers with ease.
The kitchenware they used were mostly 7th or 8th-grade divine artifacts, while the ingredients consisted of century-old spiritual herbs or meat from demonic beasts of at least level 3.
As soon as she stepped close, the overflowing aroma was enough to make anyone’s mouth water.
However, these senior sisters working the stoves were wearing nothing but aprons and silk stockings.
Much like the senior sisters in the dance club who only wore a Dudou, their beautiful backs and alluring figures were fully exposed from behind.
Mu Yanxi was already accustomed to the shameless conduct of these senior sisters.
She sat down to sample a few spirit dishes; they melted in her mouth with rich, fragrant flavors, and the spiritual energy contained within the ingredients flowed into her body, transforming into mana.
The culinary arts were not at all inferior to the spirit dishes her mother brought back from the Mortal Wonderland, though the ingredients were slightly lesser in quality.
The senior sisters of the service department also began pitching their club to the junior sisters: “As the saying goes, if you want to capture a man’s heart, you must first capture his stomach.”
“Being able to cook a fine spirit dish is an important step toward becoming a concubine. Join our service department and learn how to be a virtuous wife.”
Just then, Mu Yanxi heard a familiar voice laugh, “Those high-ranking experts have eaten every heavenly material and earthly treasure and exotic delicacy there is.”
“How could they be attracted by dishes made by amateurs? Even if they wanted to hire a private chef, they would surely pick someone from a school dedicated to Culinary Arts.”
Mu Yanxi looked over and saw her roommate again—the black-haired, red-eyed loli, Hai Lingxue. She did not know why, but she felt that her roommates enjoyed being provocative.
However, since she had asked, was this sharp-tongued roommate actually interested in joining the service department?
“In terms of culinary skill, we are indeed not as professional as those from specialized culinary sects.”
“But their goal is to graduate and become head chefs at restaurants, whereas our goal is to be capable of handling both the drawing room and the kitchen. Culinary art is only a part of what the service department offers,” the senior sister from the service department explained with a smile.
“We also teach cleaning and tidying, massage techniques, how to scrub backs during bathing, bedroom arts, maid etiquette, and more. Whether as a maid or a concubine, you will be qualified. While not master-level, we excel in comprehensive training.”
Well, the standards had dropped even lower now, to the point where even being a maid was a goal.
It was no wonder they were called the service department instead of the culinary department; this club did not look very proper. Why would Hai Lingxue, an artifact spirit, be interested in a club like this?
“We have also mastered over 500 recipes for home-style spirit dishes, including secret recipes that can stimulate a male cultivator’s desire and vitality.”
“The motto of the service department is to advance step by step, creating a steady foundation, allowing the male cultivator to experience your virtue and gentleness, so that he truly falls for you and you rise from a maid to a mistress,” the senior sister continued.
So that was the case. Although the starting point was low, the goal was remarkably high.
The highest aspiration of the previous clubs was merely becoming a concubine, yet the service department aimed straight for the position of the official spouse.
They were not only assisting in cultivation; they were teaching the art of capturing a man’s heart.
Hai Lingxue’s expression was not very pleasant; it was clear this was not the answer she had wanted. However, many of the new disciples nearby were quite moved.
Another female cultivator immediately asked, “Is that true? Can we really become the woman of the house and the dao companion of a high-ranking expert?”
“In the path of immortality cultivation, where is there ever a guaranteed success or a shortcut? I can only say it is possible. There are indeed senior sisters who have succeeded.”
“But there is no need for you to be discouraged; even if you cannot reach the position of the official spouse, becoming a concubine is still considered a success,” the senior sister replied with a smile.
“The vast majority of female cultivators can’t even become a concubine, right? They will just be maids and servants for their entire lives,” Hai Lingxue continued with a sneer.
“Hehe, I cannot deny that. But if you do not work hard, you will have nothing at all. The service department will teach you how to attract male cultivators in your daily words and deeds.”
“If he can’t help but hug you just once, you have already taken the first step toward success. And most male cultivators do not have strong self-control. Your senior sister would not lie to you.”