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2 days Later

After traveling for two days, Wang Ming finally reached the outskirts of the city and quickly headed toward the entrance. He noticed the guards tense up as he approached, gripping their spears more tightly.

"Stop! Identify yourself," one of the guards called out loudly.

"I'm from Yin-Yang. Can't you tell from my uniform?" Wang Ming replied, raising an eyebrow.

"You need to show us permission from the sect before we can let you in. The city lord has given strict orders," the guard said. Wang Ming sighed and pulled out the token the Elder had given him. The guards' eyes widened when they saw it, and their attitudes quickly beca respectful.

"Sorry, Senior—" the guard began to apologize.

"It's fine, I understand," Wang Ming said, waving his hand. He knew they were just nervous—both guards were ordinary mortals, not cultivators. Although there seed to be many cultivators, they were actually quite rare, with only one in a million becoming one. It was natural for the guards to be on edge, as mortals always looked up to cultivators in awe and reverence.

Wang casually strolled around the city. The place was clean and lively with many people entering and leaving the stores that made up the streets.

Everybody there seed to be minding their own business but Wang Ming could sense there was a unease in the air. Well, it's not surprising as the city was under attack by wild beasts controlled by bandits every now and then.

Wang Ming could feel everyone's eyes turn toward him, staring in a daze. Seeing such a handso man in a place full of mostly mortals was a rare sight. Cultivators are naturally more attractive, with even the least good-looking among them far surpassing the most handso mortal. But Wang Ming was at the very peak in terms of looks.

He noticed both young maidens and more experienced won glancing his way, their cheeks tinged with a rosy hue.

Wang Ming ignored the looks and decided to head to a nearby inn, wanting to gather more information before going to the Lord's manor.

He entered the sowhat dilapidated inn, noticing that most of the chairs were empty, with only a few custors scattered around.

"Hey, are you here to eat or stay?" an extrely rude voice interrupted him.

A fierce, muscular man with scars on his face trotted up to Wang Ming, but his body stiffened when he sensed the spiritual energy around him.

"I apologize, young master. I didn't realize you were an esteed cultivator," the man said, sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Are you the owner?" Wang Ming asked casually.

"Y-Yes, please forgive my insolence," the man stuttered. He had bad experiences with cultivators in the past and always felt inferior to handso n due to his own looks. Once, he unknowingly offended a cultivator—a day he wished he could erase—so he was very nervous now.

"It's fine. Can you tell

why there are so few custors? Is it because of the bandits?" Wang Ming asked curiously. The man sighed in relief, glad Wang Ming wasn't offended.

"Yes, Senior. People rarely leave their hos out of fear of dying," the man continued, ranting about how his business had suffered. Wang Ming finally had to raise his hand to stop the chatter.

"Here, take this," Wang Ming said, tossing him a pouch filled with gold coins. The man's eyes widened in disbelief; it was worth several years of earnings, though ager for a cultivator.

"I'll call you if I need anything," Wang Ming added. The man nodded eagerly and left Wang Ming alone.

Wang Ming paid the man quickly because he couldn't stand his ugly face and irritating voice. He then glanced at the other custors and noticed a group of beautiful older won staring at him, with one even winking in his direction. Smirking, he walked over to them.

" Look he is coming towards us"

"What a handso young man! If I could, I would, without a doubt, ravage him on my bed!"

" Maybe, your wish can co true, he is wearing Yin- Yang sects robes"

The ladies excitedly chatted as Wang Ming walked over to them

"Mind if I join you ladies?" Wang Ming asked in a charming voice that made them blush.

"Of course, young man, we'd be more than happy to have you," one of the ladies replied with a mischievous smile.

Suddenly, Wang Ming called out to the owner, confusing the won. The owner, seeing who had called, hurried over to him.

"Young master, do you need sothing?" the man asked, rubbing his hands together like a sleazy salesman.

"Do you have a better and more private room? I can't entertain such beautiful ladies in this rundown place," Wang Ming said, causing the won's expressions to brighten.

"Of course, young master! I have a special room where only the city lord and important figures dine. I'll take you there imdiately," the owner replied.

"And one more thing—bring out the most expensive dishes for these ladies. I'll cover the tab," Wang Ming added, making the owner's face light up with excitent.

The won, overhearing his words, felt a strong urge to kiss him. The dishes were so expensive that they could never afford them in their lifetis.

'Sigh, handso n always have an easy ti with won,' the owner muttered to himself in jealousy as he watched the won eye Wang Ming hungrily, as if they wanted to ravage him.

"Young master, these ladies know the way. I'll bring the food shortly," the owner said.

"Yes, yes, Wang Ming, right? Follow us," one of the won said, grabbing his arm and pulling him along with them, as they were pressing their breasts on his body.

After they reached the room all of the ladies beca completely topless and one of them even started sucking Wang Ming's little brother.

" I an, it's not that I do not like this but won't your husband's get angry if they find out" Wang Ming asked amusedly

" Ha, they are too old to please us, and it's not everyday we can lay our hands on such a handso man, who is a cultivator, and we can handle them and that's if they only find out" said a woman who sandwiching his little brother in between her giant tits

" By the way, ladies can you tell

about the situation of city and frequent attacks" Wang Ming asked

" Sure but later after we finish" said another woman who was playing with herself while watching lustfully as another milf sucking him .

This continued for so ti until they striped everything and started Dual Cultivating for hours, the onwer had co with their food but had to return later as he realized what was going on inside. After they were done pleasuring themselves and filling their stomach with delicious food to regain their lost stamina, they started talking about the city and Wang Ming got gist of the entire situation.

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