Chapter 137: Jade Cicada Yu Chan (1/2)

“Are you kidding me? This matter was spread all over the Grand Southern Prefecture, so how could it be false?” The cultivator dressed in white burst out in laughter.

All the cultivators nearby also laughed; even the brothel women were smiling while covering their mouths.

A chilling air came from the other room as this person coldly snorted: “I dare you to badmouth him one more time.”

“Why wouldn’t I dare? Feng Feiyun is the henchman of the evil woman, an enemy of humanity. Anyone would have the rights to kill him. If he appears in front of me, I will stomp him flat on the ground… Haha…” The laughing cultivator dressed in white suddenly grabbed his neck. Blood kept on seeping out of his fingers, staining his hands red.

Drop by drop, blood dripped down to the floor, issuing ticking sounds!

His eyes were wide open as he began to tremble before he twitchingly fell to the ground as his life abandoned him.

The corpse was covered by ice and finally, it burst into bloody icy remnants.

This death was too horrifying and made the rest of the pavilion become silent. Even the heartbeats of everyone could be heard.

“If anyone else dares to speak ill of Feng Feiyun, this will be the result!”

People looked over at the room with the faint burning candle light while appalled. They knew that there was a top level genius in the cultivation world inside, so they didn’t dare to utter a word; they were obviously stricken with fear.

Only the royal uncle of the Po Luo Country snorted, but he also didn’t say anything. The silence came again, followed by the sounds of wine cups touching as the party began once more.

Feng Feiyun frowned and realized that the person who had just spoken was also on the fifth floor just opposite of his room.

The fifth floor had six rooms that created a circle.

Clearly, that person was also a cultivator of the God Base realm, but who on earth was this person?

Everybody criticized him, but this person stood up and spoke a word of justice for Feiyun, and he even killed for it.

Feng Feiyun closed his eyes and wanted to use his spirit sense to first feel it, but there was a gentle power stopping him. He simply perceived that it was a mere emptiness and could only give up in the end.

On the seventh floor of the Supreme Beauty Pavilion, there were thick, vast white clouds covering the mountains and pavilions that hovered in the sky. One could even hear the crisp and clear sounds of running water along with faint zither melodies. All of this culminated into an illusion that seemed to be the land of the immortals.

There was a servant with two bobs tied up in her hair. She was around the age of twelve or thirteen and had a polite countenance while wearing a little pink dress; it was easy to tell that she was a beauty. Her hand held a jade-green lantern as she came out from one of the floating pavilions and stood on the seventh floor, looking down below.

“There are three ladies tonight with red plaques!” The little girl had jade eyes and beautiful brows. Even though her voice was young, it resonated throughout the entire Supreme Beauty Pavilion.

Only the top ten girls of the pavilion would have red plaques. This meant that there were three ladies tonight within the top ten that were willing to go out and play a tune or dance. As long as the price was high enough, they might even be willing to serve drinks and entertain guests.

After the little girl spoke, the pavilion turned silent once again for everyone knew that the real main course had begun.

The little girl took out a red plaque and gently glanced around before speaking: “Ninth red plaque, Lady Yu Chan. Lady Yu Chan is seventeen years old, versed in stringed instruments, and had learned under Great National Maestro Jing Wuyin. She once entered the state of becoming one with the heavens with her musical skill. Outside of this, Yu Chan also had an impeccable memorization skill and will never forget anything she had read. She had read more than thirty thousand literature works and is knowledgeable in many worldly matters. She’s truly worthy of being labeled an all-erudite master.”

“The auction begins, we’ll start at one hundred gold coins!” She continued on. One hundred gold coins were equivalent to one million bronze coins. It was an absolutely monstrous amount to ordinary people, an amount that could last them a lifetime, but this was not close to the price for one of Yu Chan’s tune.

People had already raised the bids as it quickly soared to five hundred gold coins!

“Motherfucker, the women here are really expensive. If this keeps up, it would take thousands of gold coins just to see this Lady Yu Chan’s face!” Wang Meng — once again — slammed the table hard.

Liu Qinsheng drank the fine wine that was poured by the girl in his embrace as he shook his head and smiled: “I don’t think so. I have already researched about this Lady Yu Chan. This is a new person, and I think her first night is still available. Plus, she learned music from Grand National Maestro Jing Wuyin; just the three words Jing Wuyin alone is worth more than ten thousand gold coins. Many people probably came here for Yu Chan’s first night; I predict that the price will be as high as the heavens tonight.”

Wang Meng lamented with a sigh: “We only have thirty thousand gold coins. Even if we could win the bid for her, I’m afraid we won’t have much left.”

“If we can’t do it, I’ll just make mincemeat out of anyone who bids against us.” Wu Jiu tapped the steel saber on his back and said.

“Forget it! Fire Beacon City is a place where villains gather, and this Supreme Beauty Pavilion is where the extreme evils congregate. I have sensed the presence of many experts, and there are a few characters that are infinitely close to grand completion God Base.” Liu Qinsheng spoke.

Wang Meng and Wu Jiu started to sigh sorrowfully again!

Feng Feiyun simply tapped on the table with his finger while an enigmatic smile was always on his face.

“3,000 gold coins!” Suddenly, the price had been raised thirty times.