"Welco, custor!"
He Xingping waved in greeting as he entered the Red Swan Tower. He was in a disguise so the hotel manager did not pay him much attention. He coughed lightly and held up a uniquely carved token made of red jade which imdiately made the hotel manager alert.
"Excuse my manners, esteed custor, sir!" The manager said with a deep bow.
"My room"
"Yes, sir!" The manager said and led him into a side corridor.
He Xingping followed the man through a private door. It led to a set of stairs and down into the bas.e.m.e.nt. The hotel had twenty floors above ground to rent out for banquets but it also had underground rooms as well. They were for more private parties that required a certain level of discretion.
Actually, it was mostly used raunchy s.e.x parties with p.r.o.s.t.i.t.u.t.es from nearby whorehouses. The rich and powerful of this sect cultivated beast arts and were naturally more beastly than normal. There were quite a few scantily clad won walking through the hallways and there was probably an underground tunnel that led directly to the nearest whorehouse.
To protect the patrons, the walls were thick and the doors were perfectly soundproof. No one except an immortal would be able to tell what kind of debauchery went on inside. The tower owners also didn't care as long they were paid. This suited He Xingping just fine and he squandered a great deal of gold to rent a room.
He was aware of the imminent attack on the city but there was still ti. The shadow anchors laid down by Chen Mo along the Glittering Forest blared out constant warnings in his soul space as the combined auras of three Spirit Kings overwheld the sky. They were fast but the distance to Beast God City was also far. There was still around two hours to go until they reached here and he had things to do before then.
They went through the maze-like hallway and eventually arrived at his room.
"You may leave, I wish to be left alone." He Xingping said, waving his hand.
"Yes, sir." The manager bowed and quickly disappeared from view.
He Xingping walked into his room and locked the door behind him. He lit the torches with a wave of spiritual energy and was t with the sight of a familiar man.
"We et again." Chen Wentian said, coming face to face with He Xingping.
They both stared at each other for the first ti in more than half a year and eventually, both laughed. Their souls were connected, they were two sides of the sa coin. There was no need for them to et except for special circ.u.mstances such as this one.
Chen Wentian's tunnel led to this room. It was the safest option given the circ.u.mstances. The other two immortals had their own loyalists within the city they could use but Chen Wentian did not want to implicate He Xingping. As an executive elder, he was a powerful spy in the enemies' ranks. Chen Wentian did not know what would happen in the ensuing battle but he was not prepared to risk his only chess piece.
He Xingping was the first act and walked over to a large wooden chest and pulled out so clothes. The first set was the official garb for an elder of the lion faction. The others included armor and weapons of the city guard as well as various soldier ranks.
Chen Wentian took the first set of golden robes and quickly changed. He put away the rest in his spatial bag. He then applied makeup and a disguise to turn himself into a nondescript old man with white hair in a top bun and a long white beard.
"How do I look?" He asked.
"Almost exactly like elder Qiu Chuduan." He Xingping replied.
"Good, I also have sothing for you." Chen Wentian said and handed over a smaller spatial bag.
He Xingping put it away and did not examine the contents since he already knew what was inside.
"Protect yourself and your family. If things go bad, save He Zhouyan above all else."
"Absolutely."
Chen Wentian patted his counterpart's shoulder and left the room. He suppressed his immortal aura with his soul art, replacing his blue dragon powers with a different one at the peak of the Spirit Initiate Realm. He did not wear a disguise as he wanted to implicate Qiu Chuduan with the Red Swan Tower. People in the hallways did not give him any trouble as they recognized his golden robes. He left the hotel and slipped into the streets without anyone being aware of his true identity.
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Back at the monkey mountain, the young woman who started the war prematurely was still unconscious. She was now in the snow monkey's private chamber. The place wasn't anything special by human standards but it was very well put together considering the owner was a beast.
It was not a singular cave but had a main room and multiple side rooms separated by roughly hewn wooden doors. The whole place was lit with tar lamps and filled with warmth. The ground was covered in animal furs and carpets stitched together using human clothes. Perhaps the most interesting sight was the big recessed tub in the middle.
It was filled the clear, clean water that was hot and steaming. Indeed, it was a hot tub and it was the snow monkey's favorite pasti. It was also the place where it liked to make sweet monkey love to its won.
The monkey immortal, which was a head shorter than the young woman, pulled her n.a.k.e.d body into the tub and began to wash her body. It ran its beastly hands roughly over her skin, cleaning the blood and gri off and spending way too long fondling her small b.r.e.a.s.ts and also between her legs.
The monkey suddenly pulled its hand back and laughed, "My precious, my beauty, thank the king you are still untouched! Otherwise, this wouldn't be nearly as fun!"
The immortal beast was much more tender from that point on, as if it was holding onto a fragile object. It cleaned her thoroughly and beca more and more enamored by her appearance. It was so distracted that it had no chance of sensing Chen Mo who had already entered the room and hidden away in a dark crevice.
Chen Wentian, as Chen Mo, observed the whole process with a bit of apprehension. The monkey lord obviously liked this woman very much and was attracted to her but he couldn't see anything special about her appearance. She wasn't ugly by any ans but compared to his disciples, she was far from being a great beauty.
As the blood and gri washed away, it revealed a skin that was not jade white as he expected. Compared to Long Yifei or Jasmine, this girl's skin was normal. There was no other word for it, it was simply the complexion of an average person!
Her b.r.e.a.s.ts were much too small for her height. Her h.i.p.s were narrow and her butt was flat. Her elbows were sharp and her thighs were skinny. Wu Qianyu had tall peaks and deep valleys while this girl was the great plains
Her face was round and still had a lot of baby fat. Her brow, eyes, nose, lips, and cheeks were all not as perfectly aligned as he wished. She was still pretty and attractive for an average man but he was not an average man. Even Lin Qingcheng and Zhou Ziyun were five or ten tis prettier
Chen Wentian was confused because this was the first ti that he wanted a disciple and, at the sa ti, was not imdiately attracted to her. He had no desire to have s.e.x with this young woman, not now and maybe not ever. This was a completely new feeling for him and it filled his heart with doubt.
He was sure he wanted to save her and make her his eleventh disciple but he wasn't sure what to do with her afterwards!
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