Such immoral behavior among the demonic cultivators was not a rare sight.
Moreover, judging from the revealing dress of the female cultivator, she was most likely a disciple of the Hedonistic Sect. Practicing dual cultivation with a man in the street was considered light. If the demonic cultivators below asked to join, the female cultivator would probably agree immediately.
Ye Anping had expected this and was not surprised, but Feng Yu Die, who was pulling his sleeve, was obviously shocked.
Feng Yu Die was wearing a mask, so Ye Anping could not see her expression now, but he could roughly imagine it.
After taking her a few steps further, Ye Anping said, "Don't think too much and don't try to understand. Demonic cultivators are like this, not to mention that the woman is a cultivator of the Hedonistic Sect."
"Oh..."
Feng Yu Die raised her head to look at Ye Anping. Suddenly, she felt inexplicably nervous. She looked back at the two people on the second floor of the wine shop and couldn't help asking, "So, Master Ye..."
"Hmm?"
"Did you practice dual cultivation with Sister Pei and Sister Xiao in the same way before?"
"..."
Ye Anping didn't expect her to ask this question at all. He simply pretended not to hear it and continued to scan the various shops on both sides of the street, looking for a good place to get information.
However, after only ten steps, the onlookers below the wine shop suddenly started to talk:
"Hey? Why did you stop?! I haven't seen enough! Keep going~"
"Can you let me try your female companion?"
...
Ye Anping stopped in his tracks when he heard that. He lifted his bamboo hat slightly, turned around, and glanced at the demonic cultivation couple. Although the female cultivator didn't wear any clothes, her expression was a little serious at this moment, and she didn't have the seductive aura from before. Moreover, her gaze was fixed on him and Feng Yu Die.
Ye Anping narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing something amiss. He immediately released his spiritual sense and heard the whispers between the demonic cultivator couple.
"Darling, why don't you move? Cooperate with me... What are you looking at?"
"Honey, pull it out first, I feel something is wrong. Look at those two people wearing bamboo hats. Is that woman an immortal cultivator?"
"Well... which one?"
"Those two!"
The demonic cultivator slightly raised his buttocks and looked in the direction of the woman's finger. When his eyes fell on Feng Yu Die beside Ye Anping, he frowned. "Hiss– Darling, you're right, there is no demonic aura on that person..."
Muttering, the demonic cultivator immediately pointed at Ye Anping, shouting. "Hey!! Those two wearing bamboo hats... You are really brave, daring to sneak in..."
Hearing this, Ye Anping's deep purple eyes under the mask showed a little irritation, realizing that Feng Yu Die was exposed.
As for how she was exposed? He had no idea.
The demonic cultivator couple on the second floor of the wine shop were only in the late stage of the Foundation Building.
The masks he and Feng Yu Die were wearing could hide their auras, and they were also high-quality magic items. For safety reasons, he also hung the jade pendant given by Si Xuanji on Feng Yu Die's belt.
Despite making such preparations, Feng Yu Die was still exposed that she was not a demonic cultivator.
But now, how those two people saw it was no longer important.
Since they had been exposed, what he needed to do now was to minimize the situation as much as possible. If the demonic cultivator Elders in Song Dragon Town were attracted here, then he and Feng Yu Die would have no choice but to fight their way out.
Ye Anping immediately moved his hand to the "left hand" behind his back, then used a small dagger hidden in his sleeve to make a small cut on the back of Gu Mingxin's hand, squeezing out two drops of blood.
Then, he let Gu Mingxin's blood essence mix into his Nascent Soul spiritual energy and spread around his body.
Gu Mingxin's blood was originally purely demonic, and among demonic cultivators, the thicker the demonic aura of a cultivator, the deeper the foundation of that person was.
After Ye Anping used this method, all the demonic cultivators around him and Feng Yu Die shut their mouths in an instant. Several small demonic cultivators who were only in the Qi Refining stage, could not withstand the pressure of his Nascent Soul and this extremely rich blood essence, so they directly knelt down.
Ye Anping narrowed his eyes slightly, looked up at the demonic cultivator who was pointing at him, and muttered in a hoarse voice. "Hmm?"
With just one word, the demonic cultivator man's face instantly turned pale, and the woman in front of him was so scared that her legs went limp and she had to lean against the railing.
They both understood that they had just done something stupid.
Although he really didn't want to use this method...
Ye Anping looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them. He took out a spiked collar from his storage bag and threw it into Feng Yu Die's hand.
"Put this on."
"..."
Both Xiao Tian and Feng Yu Die were stunned when they saw Ye Anping throwing her a collar that looked like it was for a spirit pet.
Ye Anping glanced at them and explained, "Since late-stage Foundation Building cultivators can see through your identity as an immortal cultivator, then if we meet Elders or Core Formation, or Nascent Soul demonic cultivators later, they will naturally be able to see through your identity as well."
"..."
"If you can't hide it, then don't hide it. The jade pendant you wear can conceal your cultivation level. You will pretend to be my maid from now on. As for your identity... you are a disciple of the Jade Girl Sect that I captured in the Southern Region."
"Oh..."
Feng Yu Die didn't say much. She lifted her bamboo hat and put the collar given by Ye Anping on her neck.
"Done!"
Ye Anping turned his head and looked at her. He felt a little strange but didn't say anything. Looking around, he saw a well-decorated restaurant not far ahead and led Feng Yu Die there. "Anyway, let's find a place to get information first."
... ...
Beyond the gate with the "Red Rock Pavilion" sign hanging, the smell of alcohol filled the air. The demonic cultivators who drank together enjoyed the warmth of their companions' breasts as they drank in the hall, kneading and squeezing them.
Those familiar with this place knew it was a place for providing alcoholic beverages, and those who didn't know it thought it was a red house.
Behind the counter, a middle-aged man who appeared to be in his forties tapped the abacus in front of him, looking shifty and sly as he looked back and forth between the guests on the first floor of the lobby.
The next moment, a gust of cold wind blew in from the entrance of the inn.
In the hall that was originally filled with wine and moaning, all the demonic cultivators felt an unprecedented pressure and instantly fell silent while looking toward the door.
A man and a woman wearing bamboo hats and silver masks stepped over the threshold of the inn.
The demonic spirit of the man was so strong that those Qi Refining and Foundation Building cultivators felt as if a knife was placed at their throats just by looking at him, and they could hardly breathe.
Ye Anping glanced at the demonic cultivators in the hall, walked straight to the counter, and took out some spirit stones from his storage bag.
However, just as he was about to open his mouth, footsteps suddenly sounded from behind him.
Ye Anping paused, glanced sideways behind him, and saw a cultivator with an androgynous figure and a paper fan in his hand striding over the threshold and coming to his side.
The man looked back and forth at his and Feng Yu Die’s masks, then put away the folding fan, and cupped his hands with a smile. "...I am here to apologize."
— Kong Huayuan, the son of Ghost Spirit Sect's Grand Elder Kong Xiangmo, early Nascent Soul stage.
The moment Ye Anping saw his face, he found his identity in his memory. He gave a small frown. "What do you want to apologize for?"
"Earlier, one of my disciples disturbed your peace in the street, so..."
Smiling, Kong Huayuan waved his sleeves, and a bloody head hit the counter, rolled twice, and stared at Ye Anping.
The owner of this head was the late Foundation Building demonic cultivator who had practiced dual cultivation in the street on the second floor of the wine shop.
Seeing the head, Feng Yu Die became alert, and her little hand hidden in the cloud sleeve made a sword seal, ready to fight.
Ye Anping saw this and quickly put his hands behind his back to signal her not to act rashly. He sneered.
"Heh..."
Kong Huayuan's eyes lingered on the collar on Feng Yu Die's neck for a moment, and he smiled too. "I would like to invite you to have a drink with me. I wonder if it is convenient for you now?"
Ye Anping smiled and agreed. "...How can I refuse the invitation of Master Kong of the Ghost Spirit Sect?"
"Hehe, then please."
Kong Huayuan waved his hand, threw a bag of spirit stones from the storage bag, and then walked toward the stairs, leading the way.
Ye Anping exhaled slightly. He signaled Feng Yu Die with his eyes to play along before following Kong Huayuan up the stairs to the second floor.