There are few stars at night, and the early summer evening breeze is not scorching, but carries the faint fragrance of cannas, refreshing the heart and mind.

After stepping into Jinyao City, Jun Muxian felt as if he had returned to Huaxu Continent again.

However, the size and grandeur of Jin Yao City was far beyond the reach of even the royal capitals of the Three Dynasties.

This is an ancient and prosperous city, even the central streets are paved with bluestones, exquisite and elegant.

The few carvings on the stone slabs tell the passage of time.

Looking around, the long streets and alleys are simple, remote and fascinating.

On the door next to it, the vermilion paint has just been painted, and the bright red color is very eye-catching.

The wind gently blew over a string of wind chimes in front of a certain door, making a "Ling Ling" sound.

The lake water was also shrouded in moonlight, forming shallow waves.

Rarely, Jun Muqian's heart was as stable as ever.

She even felt that after just walking here for a moment, her state of mind without any insights for a long time actually showed signs of a faint breakthrough.

Jun Muqian suddenly stopped and simply stood on the stone bridge that he had just walked on, and began to comprehend his state of mind.

She let go of all distracting thoughts and allowed her heart to calm down.

Quiet, only the sound of wind in my ears.

After standing there for a while, Jun Muqian stopped thinking.

Naturally, in such a short period of time, she could not directly break through, but there were some vague things that she seemed to be able to touch.

No matter whether she can find the ninth envoy tonight or not, this trip will not be a loss.

Jun Muqian slowly let out a breath, moved his body, increased his speed, and began to fly forward.

But this time, not long after she left the stone bridge, another figure appeared.

He was an old man with a somewhat surprised expression. He was dressed in a gray robe. He was not a fairy, but rather had a naughty feel.

He looked at Jun Mu Qian's retreating figure with great confusion, frowned, and said to himself: "This girl is really a little perverted..."

He has never seen a person who can understand his state of mind just by walking here.

The more the old man thought about it, the more surprised he looked. He finally made the decision: "No, I want to follow him and have a look."

After he finished talking to himself, his figure flashed and he quickly disappeared.

**

At this moment, Wangchun Tower——

Just as Jun Muqian thought, Wangchun Tower was indeed a brothel.

But this brothel is a little different from other ordinary brothels.

The architectural style is not luxurious, but very elegant.

In front of the classical door, there was a crowd of people, both men and women, who all wanted to get in.

"Quick, let us in!"

"Go away, don't stop me, you look like you are worthy of entering Wangchun Tower?"

"You're farting, you don't even know what kind of virtue you are, how dare you criticize me?"

Suddenly, there was a lot of noise and chaos.

However, the door was still closed tightly, as if the people inside were not moved at all.

Only the remains of firecrackers outside the door can prove how good the sound was here just now.

Seeing this, someone shouted: "Everyone rush together! Open the door first!"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of other intelligent creatures lit up: "That's right, you have to grab it and grab it again."

Then, they all intensified their efforts, and those in front kicked the door with their feet.

Just when the door was about to lose its hold and collapse, suddenly——

"quiet!"

A voice sounded from inside the door. It was not loud, but every intelligent creature listened carefully.

Moreover, this voice was actually mixed with mellow spiritual power, which was even more frightening.

All of a sudden, all the intelligent creatures did not dare to move, obviously very afraid of the owner of the voice.

At this time, the voice sounded again, coldly: "Whoever dares to be presumptuous again, please don't let me see you in Jinyao City from now on."

"..."

Everyone was speechless.

Only some intelligent beings who had just arrived in Jinyao City were a little confused and looked at each other. Although they were unhappy, they did not dare to say anything.

On the other side, there were still a few people standing, but they did not participate in the commotion just now.

"Sir, who are these people in Wangchun Tower?" A servant was puzzled, "Why are they so afraid? They were all shouting just now, why are they as cowardly as a grandson now?"

The remaining attendants also looked at the man in the middle, dressed in rich clothes.

The man was waving his fan. When he heard this, he closed it with a "snap" and said carelessly: "No matter how powerful you are, you are still just selling it. What's there to be afraid of?"

"What I said is right." The attendant said flatteringly, "I am the best at this kind of place, and I am sure to be the one who brings this beauty home tonight."

This sentence is obviously very useful for men.

He opened the fan again, shook it, and suddenly said: "You guys should keep it a secret from me. If someone I know dares to bring the matter to the old man again this time, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Last time, some idiot told his grandfather about his visit to the Flower House, and his grandfather almost beat him to death.

Hearing this sentence, the attendants all expressed their loyalty.

At this moment, the cold voice from before came again from the door of Wangchun Tower.

"Now, please line up the queue for me. Those below the spiritual master can leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately aroused dissatisfaction.

"What does Wangchunlou mean? If you want to sleep now, it depends on your cultivation level?"

"If it weren't for Miss Lingxi coming out today, do you think there would be so many people here?"

However, the voice inside the door ignored him at all: "Anyone who has any objections will not stay in Jin Yao City from now on."

Then, he suddenly said sharply: "Get in line, otherwise, don't even come in."

As soon as Jun Muqian arrived at Wangchun Tower, she heard this sentence. With a little interest in her eyes, she leaned under a willow tree and looked at the crowd in front of her.

This Wangchun Tower is really interesting. It is really strange that only the Spirit Master can enter.

However, just by hearing this voice, you can tell that its owner is a master.

Jun Muqian pondered, could it be possible that this is the ninth envoy?

And sure enough, no intelligent creature dared to refute, and they all lined up obediently.

Those who have not reached the spiritual master can only leave bitterly.

Jun Muxian waited for a while before walking forward and standing at the end of the queue.

At this time, the old man from before also followed him all the way and hid in a tree.

Seeing this scene, I was shocked: "Is it possible that this little girl not only has a hobby of dressing up as a man, but also actually likes women?"

He stared at the purple-clothed young man with burning eyes and said to himself: "Old man, I better not go in. It will damage my image. Then I will wait outside and see where this girl comes from."

The old man just looked at it, but suddenly!

A pair of peach blossom eyes looked over quickly, their gazes sharp, like blades, falling straight on this side.

"His uncle!" The old man was startled and hurriedly disappeared, "You must be perverted. How come you were discovered just by looking at him?"

As he spoke, he wiped the cold sweat from his head, let out a long breath, and said proudly: "Fortunately, old man, I reacted quickly, otherwise I would have been seen by this little girl."

**

Jun Muqian withdrew her gaze, with a bit of confusion in her eyes.

She seemed to feel like someone was watching her secretly just now. How come she didn't see anyone when she looked over?

Thinking too much again?

Jun Muqian frowned, that shouldn't be the case. She was very sensitive to this kind of thing because of years of pursuit.

However, she didn't feel murderous intention just now, so she didn't care about it for now.

But Jun Muzhen didn't know that what she did just now almost scared an old man so much that he fell from the tree.

Because only spiritual masters and above can enter, the number of people has been reduced by four-fifths.

After Jun Muqian followed the team in, she realized that the Wangchun Tower was quiet at the moment. There was a stage set up in front, but there was no one there.

Below, there were dozens of chairs and some refreshments on the table, which had obviously been prepared.
To be continued...