Plundering the Heavens

The four women were like four blooming flowers when they sat down, and all of the cultivators in the hall were itching for their attention. The cultivator seated next to Fang Xing even had a thin layer of sweat form on his forehead as he shook his head and muttered, “These remarkable beauties each with their own uniqueness…. Cultivation and the great Dao can all step aside if I am able to have just one night with them. The Red Order of Bedding, I—Zhou Luwei—will definitely risk my life for one, but whose should I go for? The one for the Dragon King’s daughter is certainly not going to be easy….”

Fang Xing was a bit curious after hearing such mutterings. He tilted his head over and asked, “What’s the Red Order of Bedding?”

Zhou Luwei looked at Fang Xing before laughing with contempt. “You don’t even know that? Go ask someone else!” After Fang Xing’s earlier provocation and the disdain Zhou Luwei felt towards such a question, he naturally didn’t give a kind answer.

Fang Xing narrowed his eyes before replying in a low voice, “F*ck your uncle, do you want to die?” At the same time, he raised his fist and showed a gave a vicious look that sent Zhou Luwei into a fright.

Zhou Luwei understood he definitely wouldn’t be this wild brat’s opponent if a fight were to break out, so he quickly threatened back, “This is the Colored Glass Palace of the Dragon King’s daughter. Do you still dare to attack?”

Fang Xing snickered before shifting his eyes. “It’s not an issue. I won’t bash you to death here, but you can’t stay in the Colored Glass Palace forever, right? Once the Red Convention is over, I’ll come seek you out every day until the day you’re finished!”

Such a direct threat! Zhou Luwei was so frightened he broke out in a cold sweat. He was only in the early Foundation Stage, and neither his background nor sect was enough to mention— he wouldn’t be seated at the lowest area of the hall otherwise, after all. He’d come to the Red Convention time around in the hopes of some opportunities and becoming one of their inner guests, but he hadn’t yet managed to make it into their beds and it would be a huge loss if he made a great enemy right now. He was already starting to regret annoying this little bastard.

Fang Xing smiled when he saw how frightened Zhou Luwei seemed to be. “Are you scared? Going to keep acting tough?”

Zhou Luwei immediately smiled back. “For you to take that mere joke of mine seriously, what a great temper you have, fellow Daoist. What you wish to ask, I naturally would not hide it from you. The Red Order of Bedding is akin to the flower bouquet thrown by the Dragon King’s daughter and the three fairies of the northern mountains, one each for the four of them. As long as someone is able to obtain it, he will be allowed three days of pleasure….”

‘So it’s like a certificate to go into their beds….’ Fang Xing gave it some thought before he continued to ask, “How do we obtain these orders? Do we go and fight?”

“If people simply used battle to obtain a Red Order of Bedding, why would it all be so complicated? All they’d have to do is invite only those with the highest level of cultivation. Besides, the Dragon King’s daughter and the three fairies aren’t ordinary women that can be fought over by just anyone. This Red Order of Bedding is for when the Dragon King’s daughter and the three fairies give some kind of test or problem, and then we compete using our own abilities. Whether it’s through battle, or our understanding of Dao, poetry, or even comparing sizes by taking our pants off. Everything depends on the desire of those four fairies….”

“Compare sizes?” Fang Xing was dumbstruck at this before he looked down and smiled. “Then what is there to compare?”

“Cough cough!” The golden crow who was pretending to be mute at the side picked up his wine glass. His expression was filled with pride as he emptied the glass in one go.

Fang Xing stared at him and cursed, “Us humans comparing sizes, what’s that got to do with a bird like you?”

“Hehe….” The golden crow looked at both Fang Xing and Zhou Luwei with scorn, as though arguing with them simply wasn’t necessary.

Fang Xing couldn’t be bothered responding to the crow, so he continued asking Zhou Luwei more questions and was actually able to get a lot out of him. The Red Convention was held over a span of ten days, and every three days, each fairy would announce a Red Order of Bedding people were allowed to fight over. The person who won the order would be allowed three days of service, and then on the final day, everyone would be allowed as much drink as they wanted to mark the end of the Red Convention for the year.

Fang Xing’s arrival coincided perfectly with the very first day of the Red Convention, which meant the very first Red Order of Bedding would be handed out on the same day. Since this was the first one, it was also the one that held the most importance. Everyone who received one later would feel as though they’d received something secondhand, but the very first ones were different; not only would those who received such an order be in the spotlight, they’d be the person passing it on to others instead. Furthermore, the first person to obtain an order would have the chance to be kept for the entire ten days without change if they were able to please the Dragon King’s daughter to a great enough extent, and those who obtained the first order could still continue to fight for the later ones as well.

After understanding the rules, Fang Xing began to think. Based on the method the lotus girl mentioned to him, it would be best if he could take as many orders as he could, but he didn’t know what kind of tests would be given out—if it wasn’t as simple as comparing sizes by taking off their pants, he may not necessarily have a sure chance of winning. This was especially important since the method the little miss mentioned couldn’t be done through force; it could only be done through free will.

While Fang Xing was listening to all kinds of rules, the Dragon King’s daughter gracefully stood up from her seat with a sweet smile on her face. The entire hall became quiet at this and looked up, with every gaze focused on the Dragon King’s daughter—they knew the Red Convention was about to officially begin.

“Thank you all for coming to my Red Convention; it is my—Ao Yinzhu’s—great pleasure. However, the Red Convention this year is a little different. My three sisters from the Endearment Division of the northern mountains have come to visit me, and adhering to the etiquette of welcoming guests, I as the host shall not compete with them. The Red Order of Bedding will be theirs to hand out first. Once they’ve finished choosing, I shall then search for my good three-day husband!” Once the Dragon King’s daughter was finished, she raised her glass of wine while the cultivators below all let out loud cheers in unison.

Fang Xing enjoyed this scene so much he also raised his glass and joined in with a shout, “Very good!”

Once the Dragon King’s daughter had finished, her beautiful gaze fell upon the eldest of the three fairies before she smiled once more. “Sister Hongyan, the rest is for you. Seeing that you’ve been searching for so long, is there anyone you’ve taken a liking to?”

The eldest fairy Hongyan showed a smile as well. “There are indeed a few that I quite like. Your place is so much better; so many cultivators come with only an invitation. In our northern mountains, all the surrounding sects see us as poisonous snakes and dangerous beasts and order their disciples not to get too close to us. Some are even worse and say we study the demonic arts, or they want to banish us to the western continent of Godaniya!”

The Dragon King’s daughter let out a laugh. “Your Endearment Division is indeed a little overbearing at times—not only do you take people’s Yang, you also take their cultivation. It is only natural for them to see you as enemies. This time, however, you’d all better control yourselves a little at my Red Convention. Taking some Yang and some cultivation won’t be too much of a problem, but if lives are lost, my entire Red Convention might be ruined in the future!”

Fairy Hongyan smiled back. “Please rest assured, Sister; I understand.” She then turned to look at her two younger sisters. When she swept her gaze across the quiet Third Shimei Qingyan, she suddenly thought of something and turned to speak to the Dragon King’s daughter once more. “Sister Yinzhu, although there is a rule saying the eldest gets priority, our little shimei Qingyan has only just recently mastered the Endearment Technique and her body has still never been touched. How about we give her the chance to pick first?”

The Dragon King’s daughter naturally wouldn’t refuse. She smiled and agreed before waiting for the youngest fairy to set her test. The youngest fairy, however, didn’t seem to be very willing and bit her lip without revealing her thoughts.

When the middle sister Biyan saw this, she raised her palm and softly spoke something, causing Qingyan to finally raise her head. Beneath the excited and heated gazes of all the cultivators, Qingyan bit her lips once more before taking out eight formation flags and throwing them towards an empty ground within the hall. The formation flags were soon in place and a purple smog began to come out, forming a formation that didn’t allow anyone to see through it. “If you want to touch me, you will have to get past this formation at least!”

Everyone was surprised when they heard this. All kinds of tests had been conducted in the previous Red Conventions and even taking one’s pants off to compare sizes was considered normal, but breaking formations was a first. Since everyone was here for fun and pleasure, why wouldn’t she pick someone romantic, or with literary talent? Or someone who was strong and willful or handsome and charismatic? Why would anyone pick someone who was proficient in formations?

Qingyan didn’t say anything. She continued to bite her lip and watch the surprised cultivators without speaking, causing the atmosphere to become a bit awkward.

The Dragon King’s daughter let out a soft laugh and gently spoke, “Little Sister Qingyan is a virgin, and this is really letting you bunch of livestocks off easy. She’s shy, and sending out a difficult task is only too normal. All of you are elites in your own right, so is there really no one who can break this formation? I—Ao Yinzhu—never imagined I’d invited such useless trash to my Red Convention!”

Her words were half-instigating, half-persuasive, which did manage to draw a response from some of the people. A cultivator who believed he had some knowledge in formations and felt he wouldn’t be able to obtain the Red Order from the Dragon King’s daughter stood up and swiftly walked in front of the formation. He showed a leisurely smile towards Fairy Qingyan next to the Dragon King’s daughter before giving a light bow and taking large steps into the formation.

Despite the man’s smile, the little fairy Qingyan still appeared upset and indifferent, and she didn’t give any response. Hongyan and Biyan both felt a bit awkward at this and softly explained to the Dragon King’s daughter, “While Little Shimei is the most favored by all our teachers and she’s learned many of the true meanings behind the Endearment Technique, she’d been kept and nurtured within the sect mountain while learning. Most of the disciples in the sect are female and she hasn’t seen many males up to now. She didn’t seem to have anything against it when we spoke to her about this earlier, but now that the time is drawing near, she’s become rather embarrassed. She’s likely just really shy, and once she’s taken the very first step, it will only become better from there. Please do beg our pardon, dear eldest princess….”

The Dragon King’s daughter showed a smile. “In the end, it’s all up to her. It wouldn’t be any fun otherwise!”

As they were speaking, a terrified scream suddenly rose up from within the formation. The person who tried to break through the formation didn’t actually come out the other end; instead, he struggled out from the entrance with a dark face and fearful screams. It seemed as though he’d unexpectedly been poisoned, causing a surprised uproar from the cultivators—even Fairy Hongyan was surprised and flew right down to feed him an antidote.

Faced with either the shocked or angered gazes of the cultivators, Fairy Qingyan spoke as though nothing had happened. “Our sect mostis famous for its Endearment Technique and its use of poison. You surely have heard this before, right? For me to place some poison smoke inside the formation is perfectly normal. If you have any thoughts about me, then don’t be afraid of the poison. Before any one of you can get your hands on my Red Order, you’d best resolve the poison and break through my formation!”

It would have been fine if she hadn’t spoken, but the cultivators became even angrier after hearing these words.