While Ye Wuyou was acknowledging a villain as his father, his former adoptive father also arrived at the brothel.
"Stop the carriage."
Gu Qingfeng waved his hand, and the subordinate pulling the golden ancient chariot immediately halted.
He stepped down and gazed at the Hundred Blossoms Pavilion before him.
What met his eyes was a magnificent white jade tower, standing a hundred zhang tall, with an expansive layout. Under its eaves hung countless palace lanterns painted with images of court ladies.
Above the jade gate, a plaque was suspended, inscribed with the three elegant and flowing characters: "Hundred Blossoms Pavilion."
It was already night, the liveliest time for the pavilion.
Before the jade tower, groups of guests arrived in palanquins or atop mounts, dressed in resplendent robes that shimmered with immortal light, their demeanor majestic, like celestial beings.
"My lord, this Hundred Blossoms Pavilion is the most renowned brothel in Seven Stars Immortal City, the top pleasure den within a radius of billions of miles. The women here are all peerless beauties.
Rumor has it that even the lowest-ranking maidservant who serves tea must, at the very least, be a princess from a mortal dynasty."
Gu Qingfeng's subordinate explained to him.
"Have you been here before?" Gu Qingfeng asked indifferently.
"No, my lord. This subordinate was once a star pirate—how would I dare visit such a conspicuous place? If not for your leadership, I would only dare to watch from afar outside the gates."
"Mm. Then keep watching."
With that, Gu Qingfeng entered the Hundred Blossoms Pavilion alone, leaving his bewildered subordinate behind.
Inside the grand hall of the pavilion’s first floor, the scene was brilliantly lit, opulent, and bustling with activity.
Young maidservants, no older than sixteen, flitted like butterflies among the guests, serving them immortal fruits and wines.
Each was exceptionally beautiful—some pure and lively, others enchanting and seductive, while others carried an air of dignified grace...
At the center of the hall, atop a jade platform, fair-skinned musicians in sheer white gauze robes played the zither and flute, while groups of scantily clad dancers swayed to the music, their alluring figures stirring endless fantasies.
At this moment, a beautiful maidservant approached, curtsying deeply and revealing a striking décolletage as she asked, "Young master, do you have a reservation?"
"No."
"Do you know any of our ladies?"
"No."
"Then where would the young master prefer to sit—the main hall or a private chamber?"
"Prepare the most luxurious private chamber and bring in the ladies. Remember, only the best of everything."
Gu Qingfeng issued his command with indifference.
The maidservant dared not neglect him. In this line of work, the most important skill was reading people. She could tell at a glance that Gu Qingfeng carried himself with an imposing air, his arrogance and aloofness marking him as someone accustomed to power.
Bowing hastily, she said, "This way, young master."
Then, swaying her hips, she led the way. Gu Qingfeng paid her no mind—his standards were high, and ordinary women could not catch his eye.
As they walked through the hall, Gu Qingfeng suddenly noticed an elegantly decorated corridor entrance, its surroundings serene and clearly of the highest refinement.
"What is that place?"
The maidservant explained, "That is the Rainbow Cloud Pavilion, reserved only for the most esteemed guests of the Hundred Blossoms Pavilion."
Gu Qingfeng frowned. "Did I not say I wanted the best of everything?"
"Young master, please forgive me. The Rainbow Cloud Pavilion has already been reserved by a distinguished guest today."
"Reserved? Paid for?"
"Yes, young master."
Hearing this, Gu Qingfeng was even more determined to go. If he drove out the guest inside, he wouldn’t have to spend a single coin.
After all, anyone who frequented brothels couldn’t be a decent person.
"But, young master, you truly cannot—" Before the maidservant could finish, she met a pair of mesmerizing, demonic eyes and instantly lost herself in them.
"Go about your business."
As if hypnotized, the maidservant nodded and walked away.
Thus, Gu Qingfeng swaggered into the corridor.
Beyond it lay an emerald-green lake, like a piece of jade, upon which stood an elegant palace.
The palace, constructed of white jade, blazed with light, resembling an immortal’s abode.
Inside, a handsome man clad in a gilded immortal robe and crowned with feathers was staring intently at a woman playing the zither.
The woman, dressed in white, had features like a painting, her beauty transcendent—a rare, heart-stirring vision that could captivate for millennia.
As the music ended...
Clap clap clap...
The gilded-robed man applauded, his gaze fixed on the woman as he smirked. "Lady Susu, your talent and beauty are unmatched. Come, sit beside me—let this young master admire you properly."
Susu’s delicate brows furrowed slightly, but she remained composed. "Young Master Ouyang, I only perform—I do not sell myself. Please behave with dignity."
Young Master Ouyang chuckled darkly. "You don’t sell yourself? Even better. If I don’t pay, then it doesn’t count as selling, does it?"
With that, he reached out to grab her.
Susu recoiled in shock, dodging before crying out, "Help! Someone, help!"
"Hahaha... Scream all you want. No one will come to save you!"
BANG!
The palace doors were kicked open.
Young Master Ouyang jolted. "Who goes there?!"
A strikingly handsome figure strode in—Gu Qingfeng.
"What era is this, that such a cliché scene still plays out? I’ve taken a liking to this woman. Scram."
Young Master Ouyang was about to curse when he recognized Gu Qingfeng’s face and paled. "You—you’re the one who stood against Yuwen Xiong this morning!"
His expression shifted uncertainly. Someone who could confront Yuwen Xiong and walk away unscathed was not to be trifled with. After a moment’s hesitation, he turned and fled.
Gu Qingfeng blinked in surprise. Are people these days so sensible? Or has my reputation spread so far?
In truth, it was due to his earlier display of power against Yuwen Xiong. The Chongming Immortal Clan was untouchable—those who provoked them faced certain death.
Yet Gu Qingfeng still lived, protected by the ruler of Seven Stars, Gu Ruochen. The forces at play were beyond the reach of ordinary men.
"This humble maiden, Susu, thanks her savior."
Gu Qingfeng paid no mind to the fleeing man, instead turning his gaze to the beauty before him. Even his discerning eyes had to admit—she was a peerless gem.
"No need for thanks. Repay me with your body."
Susu: "..."
She forced a smile. "My savior jests. I only perform—I do not sell myself."
Heh heh heh... "You don’t sell yourself? Perfect. If I don’t pay, then it doesn’t count as selling." Gu Qingfeng shut the doors, cutting off her escape.
Susu’s face drained of color as she retreated. How are all men like this?!
"Help! Someone, help!"
Heh heh heh... "Scream all you want. No one will come to save you!"
BANG!
The doors burst open again.
A man of breathtaking beauty strode in.
"Release her."
Gu Qingfeng studied the newcomer, struck by an odd sense of familiarity.
tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
