I Pick up a Lost Godhood

Chapter 312 - 299: The Dean’s Plan (3)

"Damn, funny how you remember this so clearly and not other things. Come on, you’ve got to live it up while you can. Let’s go have a drink."

"Alright." Wang Meng really did need to unwind a bit. ’What could possibly be more profitable than opening a Cultivation Academy? The Star Alliance doesn’t even need to invade the Small Thousand Realms. Who knows how much money they’ve raked in just by collecting wealth this way.’

’But there’s nothing to be done about it. They’re the ones with the best Magic. It’s just making me more and more interested in the Star Alliance. In Old Moo’s residual memories, the Small Thousand Realms weren’t this complicated. It seems time can change a lot of things.’

Wang Meng and Fan Hong didn’t go to the Drunken Immortal Tower. That place was fine for an occasional splurge, but not for true indulgence. The result of that kind of indulgence was ending up a beggar.

Fan Hong led Wang Meng out of the Cultivation Academy. Come to think of it, ever since arriving in the Great Yuan Realm, Wang Meng had been diligently cooped up inside the Cultivation Academy. He hadn’t even gone to explore Thunderlight City, which was right on his doorstep.

"Heh heh, you’re lucky to have a buddy like me. Don’t you dare say I’m not a good brother. Today, I’m taking you to really see something!"

Fan Hong said, puffing out his chest. Evidently, it was a place he had been longing to visit for a very long time.

Apparently, Fan Hong wasn’t too familiar with the route either. The two of them wandered around for a while before finding their destination.

"The Drunken Immortal Tower? They have branches?"

"The Fragrance Intoxicated Immortal Tower!" Fan Hong corrected, only then noticing two large, red lanterns floating in the air.

The Fragrance Intoxicated Immortal Tower was bustling with noise and excitement. There were quite a few Cultivators coming and going, all of different ages. Wang Meng and Fan Hong, on the other hand, just stood at the entrance gawking at the sign like a couple of fools.

’Could it be?’ Wang Meng was suddenly reminded of a certain kind of establishment in the mortal world. ’Could this place be...’

"Let’s go, I know this place!" Fan Hong puffed out his chest and led Wang Meng inside.

As the two entered the main hall, they were immediately hit by a sense of opulence and decadence. There was soft singing and graceful dancing, with women in light gauze fluttering all around. The harmonious sounds of zithers and lutes filled the air, and lights shimmered everywhere.

"This way, please, gentlemen. Who would you like to request?"

An attendant said respectfully. With just a glance, Wang Meng could tell that this guy’s Elemental Power was likely above the Twenty Layers, yet here he was, just a menial attendant.

"I’ve heard that the Qingyun Fairy is divinely talented. My brother and I came specifically for her."

Fan Hong said, his eyes revealing a fiery longing. ’After getting his heart broken once, this guy seems to have completely opened up,’ Wang Meng thought. ’He’s become totally unrestrained.’ He now understood what kind of place this was and couldn’t help but smile wryly. ’So the Great Yuan Realm has places like this too, and they seem much more high-class.’

’Look at these women... they’re all Cultivators. In the cities of the Small Thousand Realms, there might be mortal women to entertain some Cultivators, and you’d rarely see a Female Cultivator. But here, they are *all* Female Cultivators.’

The attendant smiled kindly. "You two gentlemen must be first-timers. The Qingyun Fairy only performs once a week."

He laughed to himself. ’The Qingyun Fairy? Without the status of an old patriarch, who would dare request her? These two really don’t know their own limits.’

"Ah, that’s such a pity." Fan Hong was a little dejected. He had heard that this Qingyun Fairy was as beautiful as a celestial, and the sound of her xiao flute was said to be absolutely soul-captivating.

"Well, since that’s the case, let’s head back."

"Hell no, that won’t do! We can still just have a drink. Besides, even if the Qingyun Fairy isn’t here, there must be other Fairies performing. It’s a rare chance to broaden our horizons."

Fan Hong was gleaming with excitement.

Seeing Fan Hong in such high spirits, Wang Meng didn’t really mind. He scanned the people in the hall and noticed a few with Star Rings on their hands. It seemed they were from the Cultivation Academy.

Suddenly, Wang Meng’s gaze froze. He saw a "familiar face." Although it was the first time they had met, Wang Meng was already very familiar with him.

Qi Feiyu of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect!

An evil grin spread across Wang Meng’s lips. ’Seeing him clinking glasses and enjoying himself so much... perhaps I can give him a little ’present’ later.’

’Wang Meng had long wanted to test the true power of Elemental Power above the Forty Layers.’

’For his Five Elements Technique to break through, he needed to face stronger opponents. He could use his identity as a Master to thoroughly temper his Magic, but when it came to his Elemental Power, he had to find another way.’

’Wang Meng’s courage had always been boundless. If he had the chance, he would want to test his skills even against an opponent at Minor Perfection.’

"What are you staring at, Wang Meng? ... Isn’t that a guy?"

"Don’t you think he looks familiar?"

"...Holy shit, isn’t that Qi Feiyu? You’re not thinking of... Don’t! That guy is a master above the Forty Layers. We can’t afford to provoke him!"

"Relax." Wang Meng smiled. "Let’s drink."

At that moment, deep inside the Fragrance Intoxicated Immortal Tower, two women were chatting and laughing cheerfully.

"Junior Sister, this is a rare occasion. It’s the first time you’ve come to see me since you arrived in the Great Yuan Realm, isn’t it?"

The Qingyun Fairy, Yun Qing, smiled faintly. She raised her slender, jade-like fingers to push aside the tea leaves in her cup. Her every glance and smile, framed by those crimson lips, possessed a soul-bewitching beauty.

And sitting across from Yun Qing was, surprisingly, Jiangg Qingqing.

"Senior Sister Yun, I’ve been busy with my Cultivation. But I’m here now, aren’t I?"

The Red Beauty Sect was divided into two parts. One part consisted of Cultivators like Jiangg Qingqing, while the other specialized in the Bewitching Technique.

The Inner Sect, to which Jiangg Qingqing belonged, provided strength and protection, while the Outer Sect, where Yun Qing was, could provide the Sect with vast resources.

"Junior Sister, you must look down on us in the Outer Sect. I suppose it’s true; we only learn the Charming Skill. We naturally can’t compare to you."

"Senior Sister, you’ve misunderstood! I know that you sell your art, not your body. And without your support, where would we be today? We all do it for the Red Beauty Sect." Jiangg Qingqing anxiously and quickly waved her hands. If she had felt that way a little in the past, she certainly didn’t now.

The Inner Sect was suited for Cultivation, where tempering the Heart Spirit was also a form of Magic. The Outer Sect, however, refined the Heart Spirit into the Charming Skill. Their talent for Cultivation was somewhat inferior, but with the Sect’s protection, no one could force them to do anything they were unwilling to do. It was just that, compared to the Inner Sect, they were never quite as free.

Yun Qing smiled faintly. In truth, having entered this line of work, she no longer cared what others thought of her. Her own Sect sisters, however, were a different matter. Seeing that Jiangg Qingqing spoke with sincerity and without pretense, she felt her heart relax.

"So, tell me. What is it?"

"Senior Sister, I... I want to seduce a man!" Jiangg Qingqing blurted out, mustering all her courage.

PFFT...

Yun Qing sprayed her tea everywhere.

「Far away in the Holy Hall of the Four Directions Small Thousand World」

With a sharp cry, Yang Ying broke through her seclusion. Elemental Power radiated from her body as she descended from the sky like the Lingbo Fairy.

"Congratulations on your breakthrough, Sister Ying!"

Hu Jing said with a smile.

Zhang Xiaopang... who had gotten even fatter... said, "Senior Sister, your progress is so fast! You’re amazing! You really have Brother Meng’s style!"

Yang Ying’s progress over the past year or so could be described as miraculously fast. Even Yang Ying herself found it strange. Her talent was good, but not *this* good.

"With Sister Ying’s strength increasing, Zhao Guang must be fuming."

"That toad has some thick skin, daring to come to the Flying Phoenix Hall and cause trouble. Next time I run into him, I’ll definitely shoot off... his head!"

Zhang Xiaojiang exclaimed. Yang Ying was his Brother Meng’s woman, after all. As Zhao Guang’s power solidified, his ill intentions were on constant display. Ning Zhiquan wasn’t much better, but frankly, he wasn’t malicious—at most, he just fought for the interests of the Dao Guang Hall. Zhao Guang, on the other hand, was the type who thrived on chaos, stirring up fights everywhere.

"Junior Brother Zhang, don’t be reckless. His strength has increased greatly, and we can’t give him any leverage against us,"

Yang Ying said.

"Sister Ying is right. We’ve stabilized our position now, so it’s not like he has that big of an advantage anymore."

"Sigh, if only Brother Meng were here. That punk would never get the chance to be so arrogant. He would’ve stomped him into a meat patty long ago!"

"Is there any news of him?"

"I heard from Old Zhou that Brother Meng and the others just foiled a plot by the Ten Thousand Demons Sect. But the Ten Thousand Demons Sect definitely won’t let it go that easily. Their next attack is sure to be even more ferocious."

Hearing this, Yang Ying couldn’t help but worry. He wasn’t in the Thunderlight Hall anymore. The Holy Hall, at least, had rules. The Ten Thousand Demons Sect was unscrupulous, ruthless, and cruel. Alone in the Great Yuan Realm, what kind of difficulties would Wang Meng face? How Yang Ying wished she could be by his side...

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