Immortality System: Cultivating with Girls

Wen Zhixing was startled. This small An Kou City even has an Inner and Outer City.

Just as he was about to ask more, the man before him succumbed to the alcohol and collapsed.

Wen Zhixing was speechless and shook his head. He then dropped a few pieces of silver and slowly stood up.

At that moment, a flirtatious woman with a peach-like bloom on her cheeks approached him and wrapped her arm around his, softly asking, "Sir, you seem quite unfamiliar. Is this your first visit to our place?"

"Um, it is my first time here."

Wen Zhixing glanced at the woman's eyes, and her charming gaze sent a ripple through his heart. His arm also felt a massive softness. She's well-endowed indeed. It's obvious I've been noticed.

"In that case, how about I introduce you to a few ladies?" the woman giggled upon hearing his response, gazing at him with her moist eyes, almost infatuated, as she spoke.

"No need for introductions, just call them all over." Wen Zhixing couldn't resist such a test and swept his hand grandly.

Hundreds of pieces of silver appeared in his hand and were casually scattered on the ground. "I'll take them all!"

After speaking, he took out several silver ingots and stuffed them into the woman's deep cleavage. Money makes the world go round.

If these people are just ordinary folks, then silver must be useful. The Righteous Sun Sect gave me quite a bit of travel money this time, enough for a splurge. Worldly gold and silver are naturally useless to cultivators, but sometimes they are indispensable.

"Sir, please follow me quickly." The woman before him had an even more charming smile, as if her eyes could drip water. She then led Wen Zhixing upstairs and into an elegant private room.

The environment of this private room, compared to downstairs, seemed even more refined and tranquil. Soon after, several slender women entered. Wen Zhixing gave them a brief glance, his gaze showing little turmoil.

All he did was have these women stay and dance. He himself lay leisurely on a brocade couch. I'm not really here to seek pleasure; these are just ordinary folks, and a look is enough.

"Sir, rest here for a while; I'll be right back." Seeing this, the voluptuous woman from before immediately understood.

Wen Zhixing nodded. "You're quite considerate." Not everyone here can be trouble-free, so I might as well observe a few more.

A moment later, CREAK.

The door was slowly pushed open, and a fragrant breeze met his face as a graceful figure slowly emerged. She had an apricot face, peach cheeks, and a delicate figure. Clad in a sheer pink dress, her skin appeared whiter than snow.

"Hmm, there's something to her."

Wen Zhixing looked up. The woman had brows like a light spring mountain and eyes like gentle autumn waves. She was seductive but not demonic, pure yet devoid of desire. What attracted him most was her swan-like neck, long and fair. It's tempting to give it a kiss.

"May I ask for the lady's name?" Wen Zhixing's eyes gleamed slightly as he straightened up a bit, seeming somewhat intrigued, but a flash of golden light momentarily flickered through the depths of his eyes.

This time, he had finally seen something different. Deep within the woman's brow, there was a mark emitting demonic Qi.

The mark of the demon race. Wen Zhixing's heart leaped with joy; Bai Luqiu had spoken to him about this mark before. I've finally found it. This implies that behind Baihua Tower is a great demon of the demon race. No wonder they act with such impunity. Having a powerful backer is indeed remarkable.

"My name is Mu Waner. You can just call me Waner, Sir." Mu Waner glided forward with graceful steps, her waist twisting like a water snake. Those moist eyes looked at Wen Zhixing, the corners of her brows and eyes carrying a flirtatious charm. That gaze was indeed enticing.

"Not bad." Wen Zhixing was in high spirits, picked up a cup of wine, and downed it in one gulp.

Fine wine and a beautiful woman, what more could one ask for? Mu Waner smiled gently upon seeing this and took the initiative to pour another cup of wine, presenting it before Wen Zhixing.

"Let me feed you, Sir." Mu Waner leaned forward slightly, bringing the cup of wine to Wen Zhixing's lips, appearing delicate and cautious. As she bent over, the front of her garment gaped slightly...

"Oh…" That splendid view immediately made Wen Zhixing's gaze a bit restless.

Mu Waner's charming face blushed. Her peach blossom eyes, capable of stirring affection, showed just the right hint of coquettish reproach.

Wen Zhixing swallowed, his throat turning dry. His eyes were dazzled, his mind bewildered.

This place isn't Baihua Tower at all; it must be the Wonderous Palace. The demonesses of Wonderous Palace can't hold a candle to the woman before me. Can't you all learn properly? Learn their advanced service concepts. As the saying goes, "sincerity meets sincerity." If Si Nanyan treated me like this, would I run away? I'd probably lead the charge against the Righteous Sun Sect. With Wonderous Palace's oppressive treatment of furnaces, no wonder they can't flourish.

"Ah..." Right then, Mu Waner's figure staggered, and she threw herself directly onto Wen Zhixing. Wen Zhixing, quick-eyed and agile-handed, reached out to catch the beauty in his arms.

At the touch, all he felt was a cool, even slightly slimy sensation. "Many... many thanks, Sir. I... I lost my composure," she stammered.

Mu Waner gently clutched her chest, hurriedly disentangling herself from Wen Zhixing's embrace, her face flushed with shy embarrassment.

"Are you all right?" Wen Zhixing rose and asked with concern.

Seeing this, Mu Waner's eyes filled with gratitude, and she leaned against him of her own accord. "I'm fine, thank you for your concern, Sir."

"Come, let me have a look," he offered. Wen Zhixing took her delicate hand and began a careful examination. After a long moment, he was sure that she was indeed unharmed.

"Sir, are you perhaps a little weary? Would you like to rest?" Mu Waner's breath was as fragrant as an orchid.

"Of course." Wen Zhixing readily agreed, then scanned the others. "You all may leave." With that, more silver was tossed around.

Wen Zhixing was all about flaunting his wealth today, doing as he pleased. The others exchanged glances, silently picked up the silver from the ground, and withdrew. Clearly, the gentleman before them was unimpressed by their common charms.

In an instant, only Wen Zhixing and Mu Waner remained in the room.

"Sir, please come with me." Mu Waner's teeth gently bit her thin lip. She took Wen Zhixing's hand, leading him with her long legs toward the bed nearby. Her tongue lightly licked her red lips. How delicious! The man before me is a cultivator. If I hadn't heard a cultivator had come, I would never have appeared here. If I can absorb some vitality before handing this cultivator over to Master, it shouldn't be a problem. Regrettably, this man's cultivation level isn't high, limiting the vitality I can consume.

"Let me do it," Wen Zhixing proposed. Just then, he scooped her up and tossed her onto the bed. With a flick of his hand, a blanket covered them both.

"...Sir..." came a tender voice. This young cultivator must be inexperienced, already fallen for my charms.

"Are you ready...?" Wen Zhixing pulled out a Spiritual Cord.

"Hm?" Mu Waner was startled. Before she could react, the blanket suddenly rippled violently, then thrashed about.

Three minutes later, Wen Zhixing lifted the blanket, straightened his clothes, and silently stepped out. He had just subdued Mu Waner. He then bound her with the Spiritual Cord and tossed her into the Universe Bag. Too easy. Ridiculously easy. If I hadn't been afraid of alerting outsiders, I wouldn't have needed to be so elaborate.

The next moment, his figure began to shift. A puff of smoke appeared, and within it, his silhouette continuously changed. When the smoke cleared, the alluring figure of Mu Waner emerged. Wen Zhixing looked his new body up and down, very satisfied.

When investigating, my own body certainly wouldn't do; it has too many limitations. Now, with Mu Waner's body, things will be much easier. However, Wen Zhixing did not leave immediately. He waited for a moment until there was no one outside before quietly exiting.

He walked straight to the doors of other private rooms, using his Fairy Eyes to scan inside. As expected, within one such room, a man was being drained of his vitality.

This scene... it's as if I'm back in the Wonderous Palace. But then, he noticed that the harvested vitality seemed not to have been absorbed but collected instead. The man appeared to be in no mortal danger, though his complexion had turned a bit pale. Are they offering this vitality to that great demon? Wen Zhixing's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Waner." A figure had silently appeared beside Wen Zhixing.