Chapter 320

Chapter 320

Hell on Earth (Part 2)

Strewn corpses, running blood, intense violence permeating in the atmosphere were what Mu Yu expected from the place’s name. Yet, he was treated to a scenic view of white flowers. Mu Yu suddenly had hands violating his body and giggles in his ears. The two maidens pulled on his hands. The two maidens’ sense of fashion was the definition of eye candy.

One entrancing maiden pulled his shirt and, in her coquettish voice, teased, “Young Master, I’ll be yours tonight. You better take responsibility.”

Another maiden rubbed her body against his and gently ran her hand up Shadow Splitter Sword to reach his hand. “Young Master, I like your body. Your sword also looks cool.”

Mu Yu, face on fire, sheathed his sword as fast as he could. “Ximen Buxing, this is Hell on Earth?”

“Yep. I did say it was a test of resilience. You’re doing pretty good if you ask me. There aren’t many people who could maintain their rationality in your shoes,” answered Ximen Buxing, allowing five maidens to cling to him.

“Extremely challenging, my foot. This is extremely shameless! Y-you never said your sacred ground was a brothel!”

“Can’t you read? It’s not called Brothel. It’s called Hell on Earth. Didn’t you say lust is a sin? Sin is evil. Evil comes from hell. Hell on Earth is the perfect name.” Ximen Buxing shooed off the five maidens. “Also, we’re high-end. You’ll see.”

The scene before Mu Yu had him thinking, now I know what he meant by “bleed out”...

“Y-y-you should consider changing your clothing,” Mu Yu stuttered.

“You don’t like our clothes?” The two maidens coyly undid their buttons and kept tugging on Mu Yu’s clothing.

Mu Yu averted his gaze. “I-I’m looking for someone.”New novel chapters are published at novelhall.com

Why did Ximen Buxing say Mu Yu would think of Tian Ran? Because Mu Yu constantly reminded himself to not betray her. Ximen Buxing relished Mu Yu’s misery.

“Of course you are?”

“Aren’t you worried they’ll attack you?” Mu Yu put distance between himself and Ximen Chuideng in case he needed to run for it.

“They won’t do anything. If they attack anyone, they’ll expose their identity. They can’t hide their discipline, after all.”

Mu Yu gave Ximen Buxing a thumbs up for being fearless.

If they don’t like it, they can leave and never come back. You think we want to collect their ten thousand spirit stones each time?”

“So you’re a den of daylight robbers now, too?”

“Spirit stones are just materialistic goods. You’ll fathom it one day. The more advanced a cultivator is, the more they need to relax. You know, one of the elders here might be one of the justice preachers you’ve met before. Ten thousand is nothing given the boost it provides for their cultivation.”

“That’s obviously hogwash; my shifu wouldn’t.”

Ximen Buxing leaned in. “Your shifus may not be part of our customers; however, that doesn’t mean those in their sects won’t be. I saw one of the great eight sect’s elders here last time. He’s horrible under the sheets, though. The goddess from Jade Sect wasn’t pleased. No, I can’t tell you who they were. We have to protect our business, after all.

“Many cultivators are phonies. What you see isn’t the real side of them. Some of those respectable elders have cravings. Those orthodox sects are just so in love with maintaining their facades. It must be tiring to live their lives. How much is freedom worth? Look at how shamel-, free I am.”

Knowing Ximen Buxing, who could say with certainty how much of his claims were true – besides his slip of the tongue.

Ximen Buxing booted another door open. Nonetheless, the formation cast on it held it still. He didn’t give a toss and kept kicking it. According to him, nobody from the unorthodox faction would lock their doors. Mu Yu just speechlessly watched on.

Occasionally, the people inside would treat him as if he was invisible. Those people must’ve reached the peak of resilience. After kicking eighteen doors, the two entered. They stopped about ten steps in and hesitated to approach the bed. Mu Yu looked away.

On the bed was an old man in some peculiar position with a girl. Their blanket was at the door. The death qi oozing from the maiden indicated she was on the brink of death, yet she was going at it. Mu Yu caught a glimpse of the tell-tale smirk on Ximen Buxing’s face.

“Hehehe, Old Geezer, it was hard to find you!”