Immortal Father Chapter 295 - 295 111 Money Talks

295: Chapter 111 Money Talks 295: Chapter 111 Money Talks “Master, no matter what happens later, try to remain calm,”

Li Ping’an instructed and looked up at the inconspicuous wooden building ahead.

Dong’an City was a standard big market town of the East Continent.

Inside the city, there were not only four large markets in the northeast, southwest, northwest, and southeast for Qi Cultivators of various cultivation levels to trade and barter, but there was also an Immortal Street exclusively for Immortals to shop in the sky.

In the most central part of the city was a cluster of ‘service industry’ facilities, such as restaurants, brothels, inns, Enlightennt Venues, and other service-oriented establishnts, which were readily visible and mostly had their own independent protection formations.

However, on his way, Li Ping’an noticed that among all the buildings in the city, this wooden building had the most substantial formation.

Qing Su transmitted his voice, “If we encounter any vicious Demon Cultivators, summon to act at any ti.”

Li Ping’an replied to the pendant at his chest, “Master, rest assured, I still carry the identity jade of ‘Mo Wentian,’ a fake identity of Xuntian Xu.

This place should be the stronghold of the Happy Valley of the Fourth Major Demon Cultivation Group.

We’re here to gather intelligence, not to provoke trouble with them.”

“That’s good,”

Qing Su responded and urged,

“Go ahead then.

I’m sowhat curious about such Demon Cultivators.”

Li Ping’an nodded and was about to step forward.

Oh, right, he was ‘Minister Weiyan’ at this mont.

Li Ping’an put his hands behind his back, slumped his shoulders, extended his neck slightly forward, and humd a tune he heard in the restaurant, walking up to the wooden building that seed unpopulated.

The formation rippled gently, but it was the formation guard opening a pathway to let Li Ping’an inside.

As soon as he entered, Li Ping’an noticed that the scene had changed—the previously unremarkable wooden building now seed much more spacious and bright, with plain-colored curtains hanging all around.

In front of the main entrance appeared a shadow-back wall, with four robust won of the Elentary Immortal Realm standing with hands behind their backs in front of the wall.

While he stood, wave-like ripples kept appearing on the light barrier of the formation behind him.

A middle-aged man in brocade clothing entered with a smile, carrying a few Immortal Fruits;

a young lad, intimately hugging a gorgeous woman, walked in with actions full of closeness and eyes filled with ambiguous gazes.

Li Ping’an tried to extend his Spiritual Sense but found barriers everywhere—privacy here was remarkably respected.

The four robust won looked at ‘Minister Weiyan’ with so confusion, one of them questioning, “Sir, what’s wrong with you?”

Li Ping’an did not respond but continued to step forward.

He was still pondering.

In Li Ping’an’s expectation, when Minister Weiyan arrived at such a place, there should be several mada-like figures coming forward, shouting ‘My lord, welco’;

but now it seed he had underestimated the elegance of a Qi Cultivator’s brothel.

He passed the shadow-back wall with poise, stepping into a thin barrier, and the lodious sound of music filled his ears.

Li Ping’an and Qing Su both looked ahead.

What they saw was a bright hall, with a burbling stream flowing around the hall, rising mist within, seven won in long-sleeved colorful dresses dancing gracefully, and musicians positioned in all four corners.

In the corridors surrounding the hall, many n and won lingered.

You could see scholars and beauties reciting poetry and composing odes, boisterous Immortals drinking from large bowls, as well as several won playfully laughing and frolicking.

Qing Su transmitted, “It’s not such a dirty place after all.”

Li Ping’an also thought it was peculiar; it was different from mundane brothels.

Suddenly, a light laugh was heard: “Minister Yan, why are you standing here in a daze?”

Li Ping’an turned his head to look, only to see a woman wearing a chest-baring long dress coming over at a leisurely pace.

Her features were refined and stunning, a lotus mark adorned her forehead, her lips held a warm smile, and every movent carried a sense of nobility; her Dao Charm was also pure and warm.

Li Ping’an calmly nodded and said, “The usual, please.”

The woman Immortal held a palace fan in her hand, which she now raised to her mouth to chuckle, “Have you encountered so botherso matter?

You look quite troubled.”

After speaking, she turned and walked toward the left-hand wall, which trembled slightly, revealing a small door.

Li Ping’an followed, his vigilance at its peak.

There should be no Golden Immortals here.

‘You can never be too certain.’

Li Ping’an placed three items in the most conspicuous part of his Storage Treasure.

First was the Jade Talisman given by Elder Xiaoyue, second was the Identity Jade of ‘Mo Wentian,’ and third, the patrol command token of the Eastern Alliance.

Stepping through the doorway, a stairway wound downwards, with warm-colored curtains hanging on both sides of the stairway walls.

Li Ping’an appeared very natural, touching his ‘goatee’ beard on his face and following behind the woman with his hands behind his back.

The underground area was divided into three layers, each a unique world in its own right.

The first layer was filled with the sound of euphoric music, featuring a central hall with dim colors, green plants, and screens concealing several private booths where n and won were seen interacting closely, their voices muted by barriers.

The won here were mostly below the Void Refinent Realm.

The second layer had nurous private rooms, with won in colorful dresses accompanying guests; n and won were seen entering room barriers hand in hand, filled with affection.

The won here were mostly at the level of the Void Refinent Realm, with a few at the rge True Realm, and there were also several handso n entertaining guests.

Clearly, the services of the Drunken Moon Tower catered to a broad clientele.

The third layer was even more impressive.

There were only seven or eight suites, each with two long-dressed won kneeling outside.

What exactly was happening inside remained utterly hidden from view.

The woman Immortal leading ‘Minister Weiyan’ seed to hold a high status, as the won all bowed their heads in salute as she passed by.

Li Ping’an was led into a suite marked ‘Peach Blossom.’

The woman Immortal knelt by a low table, gesturing for Li Ping’an to take a seat and asking, “Minister Yan, will you be looking for Fang’er and Lin’er today?”