A Big Yellow Dog Goes to the Brothel

Wu Mingdao had already begun his cultivation. With the Celestial Spirit Fruit gifted by Chen Chang'an, his cultivation progressed rapidly.

Moreover, despite being reborn, Wu Mingdao's innate talent had not diminished—in fact, it surpassed what it had been in his previous life.

"He has found his own path. Now, let him temper himself in this chaotic region for a while."

Chen Chang'an had never intended for Wu Mingdao to follow him indefinitely, as that would only limit his growth.

Even with Gu Xian'er, Chen Chang'an had considered letting her venture out on her own for experience. However, Gu Xian'er was unwilling and chose instead to remain by Chen Chang'an's side, serving him faithfully.

"Are you planning to fuse the Embryonic Pearl now?"

Hearing Da Huang's question, Chen Chang'an nodded. Since he had obtained the Embryonic Pearl, it was only natural to fuse it.

"Then hurry up. I’ve been scouting around the past couple of days, and this place… has a brothel."

Huh?

A brothel?

Damn, this bastard still remembers that?

Why is he so fixated on it?

Chen Chang'an gave Da Huang a helpless look. On the face of a dog, he saw nothing but sheer lechery.

It was downright shameless.

"What kind of quality could a brothel in this No-Return City possibly have? I’ll take you to a better one later."

"Can’t you just forget about this?" Chen Chang'an said, exasperated.

"You don’t understand the joy of it," Da Huang retorted with a disdainful glance.

"Get lost. Go by yourself if you want. I don’t have time for this."

Chen Chang'an ignored Da Huang and turned to return to his room.

Seeing that Chen Chang'an wouldn’t indulge him, Da Huang sighed. Going alone? That didn’t seem quite right either.

"Xian'er, how about you take me?"

Left with no choice, Da Huang went to Gu Xian'er. However, her expression was equally complicated.

After all, she had once come from a brothel herself. Though she had remained pure, the place was nothing short of a nightmare to her.

Now, he wanted her to go back?

"Senior Da Huang, perhaps you should go by yourself."

"Or wait until Wu Mingdao returns and ask him to take you," Gu Xian'er said awkwardly.

"Come on, I’m just asking you to escort me, not to go back to that life."

"Fine, I’ll ask Wu Mingdao when he gets back."

Under Da Huang’s persistent coaxing, a bewildered Wu Mingdao led the wagging-tailed Da Huang out of the Joyful Pavilion.

Watching their retreating figures, Gu Xian'er shook her head helplessly.

A promising young man, led astray just like that.

Meanwhile, after returning to his room, Chen Chang'an immediately fused the Embryonic Pearl.

This time, the Embryonic Pearl transformed into a surge of energy that settled into his left arm. As the fusion completed, Chen Chang'an’s body instinctively began absorbing the residual energy from the Celestial Spirit Fruit.

"Hmm?"

"Not enough?"

Chen Chang'an was surprised to find that even after absorbing the remaining sixty percent of the Celestial Spirit Fruit’s energy, his body still hadn’t reached saturation.

He retrieved the ten thousand premium spirit stones he had recently obtained from Murong Qingrou.

Chen Chang'an was worried—once his cultivation broke through to the first level of the Divine Ability Realm, his body and spiritual energy might become isolated from each other again.

He had to absorb enough spiritual energy before that happened to ensure his body reached a state of saturation.

Whoosh!

His cultivation successfully advanced. Chen Chang'an slowly stood up, feeling his body growing increasingly perfected.

For some reason, he sensed that as his strength continued to rise, his soul and body were truly becoming inseparably linked.

The feeling was subtle yet intense.

"Has it really been this long?"

Chen Chang'an hadn’t realized that the fusion process had taken an entire day and night.

As he stepped out of his room, he spotted Da Huang sneaking back in, looking rather guilty.

"Da Huang? Been out stealing?" Chen Chang'an teased.

"N-no, just tired. I’m going to rest. Yeah, just resting."

Tired?

What kind of nonsense was that? Since when did a dog get tired?

"Xian'er, did anything happen while I was cultivating?"

"Young Master, Senior Da Huang took Wu Mingdao to a brothel earlier. They just returned."

Hearing this, Chen Chang'an could only sigh in resignation. So, he really did go—and dragged Wu Mingdao along too…

"Nonsense! It was Wu Mingdao who took me! Don’t go spreading lies, girl!" Da Huang quickly defended himself.

"Shut up."

"Does Wu Mingdao even know what a brothel is?"

"If you’re back, where is he?" Chen Chang'an asked irritably.

"Well… he’ll probably be back soon."

Seeing Da Huang’s guilty expression, Chen Chang'an knew this troublemaker had definitely caused some chaos.

Just then, Murong Qingwu arrived with Wu Mingdao in tow.

Wu Mingdao hung his head low, looking utterly dejected. Upon closer inspection, his face bore signs of injury.

"Chen… Senior, your family’s ‘Dog King’ is quite something."

"Not only did he visit a brothel, order ten courtesans, and indulge in fine wine and delicacies—"

"He also skipped out on the bill!"

"He ran off, leaving this poor boy behind."

"If I hadn’t arrived in time, he might’ve been beaten to death."

Murong Qingwu was at a loss for words. How could a dog be so obsessed with brothels?

Chen Chang'an didn’t seem like the type to frequent such places, yet he kept such a lecherous dog by his side?

As for Wu Mingdao, it was clear he had been completely clueless—nervous and flustered the entire time.

Chen Chang'an shot Da Huang a knowing look. The dog hastily argued, "I just forgot about the whole paying part!"

"Besides, it’s not my fault! If Chen Chang'an had given me money, I wouldn’t have run!"

"Wu Mingdao, you idiot, why didn’t you run when I did?"

"You’ve got no sense of self-preservation. If it were Chen Chang'an, he’d have bolted faster than me!"

Even now, Da Huang couldn’t resist dragging Chen Chang'an into it.

"But… they recognized you."

"Everyone in No-Return City knows the only big yellow dog here belongs to Chen Chang'an, the holder of the Purple-Gold Medal."

"That’s why they treated you so well."

"If I ran, they’d just come looking for you instead." Wu Mingdao said gloomily.

"Then you should’ve fought back! Look at you, getting beaten up like this—how embarrassing!" Da Huang grumbled in frustration.

"I couldn’t win. And… we were in the wrong."

"You—"

"Enough!"

Chen Chang'an sighed deeply. This was beyond humiliating.

"How much did they spend at the brothel?" Chen Chang'an asked resignedly.

"Don’t worry, I’ve already settled the bill. They won’t come after you," Murong Qingwu said with a smile.

Chen Chang'an nodded, then told Wu Mingdao to go rest.

"Da Huang, remember this—there won’t be a next time."

"And if you’re going to run, at least take Wu Mingdao with you."

"Isn't this leaving behind evidence?"

"Otherwise, couldn’t we just deny it outright?"

"Did you leave your brain at home?"

Chen Chang'an's words left Murong Qingwu utterly stunned—so this is how you educate people?

No wonder Da Huang turned out like this. Couldn’t you at least teach him something decent?

"Hehe, I didn’t think of that."

"You’re always so thorough. Next time, I’ll..."

Ahem, well, someone as upright as me would never visit a brothel. This time, I was misled by vile schemers."

"Never again, never again."

Noticing Chen Chang'an's darkening expression, Da Huang quickly backtracked.

"Sorry for the embarrassment. Da Huang isn’t usually like this—he was misled by vile schemers," Chen Chang'an said with a smile.

Misled by vile schemers?

Murong Qingwu smiled without a word, but her eyes said it all—those who understood, understood.