Chapter 69: Senior Sister, You Are Truly Beautiful

“Oh my, my dear, this Fuyue Building is too luxurious,” Lin Fan said. Back when he lived on Earth, he had been an upright young man who had never visited places like red-light districts or brothels.

Yet now, stepping into Fuyue Building, the scene before him deeply captivated Lin Fan’s heart.

A rich fragrance wafted toward him. Behind the antique carved screens with intricate patterns, pink gauze curtains swayed gently in the breeze. Through the delicate veils, one could vaguely see graceful figures moving about—some plump, some slender, each with their own unique charm and allure. A single glance was enough to leave one unable to look away, captivated by their alluring eyes, coy smiles, and seductive figures.

Where had these disciples of the sects ever experienced such a scene? Some disciples who had remained within the sect for years were now dry-mouthed and restless, wanting to act but glancing at others who hadn’t moved, feeling that taking the first step might seem inappropriate. Thus, they all waited, hoping someone else would take the lead so they could follow suit.

But while he thought this, the other disciples were thinking the same thing, so they all sat there like wooden statues—eager in heart but timid in action.

After feasting his eyes, Lin Fan felt that the people of the Great Yan Empire really knew how to enjoy life. Back on Earth, a place like this would have been shut down countless times—it was simply too shocking to the eyes.

At the same time, Lin Fan secretly nodded in approval, thinking how right he had been to snatch the invitation ticket from Huang Xiaochun. Otherwise, if Huang Xiaochun had come in, he would have been devoured alive by these fierce beauties.

At such a young age, having his little bird rise proudly, it was likely his body wouldn’t keep up nutritionally.

Lin Fan hadn’t forgotten why he had come to Fuyue Building, but since the situation inside wasn’t yet clear, he naturally couldn’t act recklessly. He needed to wait and see what would unfold.

As he walked further inside, Lin Fan noticed some experienced old hands from the sects each hugging a beautiful girl, engaging in intimate conversations, their faces brimming with joy.

Lin Fan quickly glanced around and got a general idea. The disciples who came to Fuyue Building were mostly at the prenatal stage, while some of the older ones had reached the divine level. Although they might be only ordinary within their own sects, they were top experts in the Great Yan Empire.

Humans possess seven emotions and six desires; even those with high cultivation couldn’t sever them, let alone these people.

What somewhat frustrated Lin Fan was that he couldn’t find any disciples from the Holy Demon Sect, which disappointed him a bit.

“Thirteenth Prince has arrived!” A voice suddenly came from outside.

Although Lin Fan hadn’t been in the Great Yan Empire for long, he knew that the Thirteenth Prince was the most likely candidate to become emperor—he was capable and powerful.

A graceful man entered, surrounded by a crowd of attendants.

At the fourth stage of “Rushen” (divine immersion).

This was the Thirteenth Prince of the Great Yan Empire. As soon as he entered, the disciples from various sects stood up to greet him respectfully.

After all, it was the Thirteenth Prince who had paid for their entertainment with the ladies, so they naturally needed to maintain appearances.

Although the Great Yan Empire couldn’t rival the sects in strength, the Thirteenth Prince was still a royal prince—and a very skillful one at that.

The Thirteenth Prince held a folding fan in his hand, smiling as he nodded in acknowledgment to those around him.

“It is my great honor that you all could accept my invitation. If there is any lack of hospitality today, please bear with us,” the Thirteenth Prince said with a bow from the stage.

“Not at all! The Thirteenth Prince has treated us very well.”

“Yes, we’ve heard of Fuyue Building before but never had the chance to visit. This trip has truly been worthwhile.”

The disciples from various sects were clearly enjoying themselves and spoke very politely.

“Good, as long as everyone enjoys themselves, I won’t disturb you further,” the Thirteenth Prince said considerately, then departed amid the chorus of agreement.

At this moment, Lin Fan quietly slipped away unnoticed. He needed to investigate the surroundings and find out where the leaders of these sects were.

This time, the Great Yan Empire’s auction of the “Little Celestial Pill” had naturally drawn various sects to compete. For some powerful sects, reaching the Little Celestial stage might not be significant, but they were very interested in the “Little Celestial Pill.”

A pill capable of elevating someone to the Little Celestial stage—what kind of pill was this, and how could it have such effects? They had never heard of such a miraculous pill before.

Cultivation was a step-by-step process; where was there any shortcut?

If the “Little Celestial Pill” was truly as effective as advertised, then it would indeed be terrifying. Years of arduous cultivation would seem meaningless compared to the effects of a single pill.

Lin Fan wandered around Fuyue Building for a while. Each room was empty, obviously because the entire building had been booked for the occasion. The disciples from the sects were all outside enjoying themselves, so no one had come into the rooms yet. It seemed he would have to wait a bit longer.

“Little junior apprentice outside, you’ve been peeking for so long—why not come in and sit for a while? I’m all alone here,” a woman’s voice suddenly called out as Lin Fan approached the next room. He peeked inside and saw a woman sitting alone, drinking casually, striking a seductive pose as she beckoned with her finger.

Lin Fan shuddered involuntarily. Her voice was incredibly alluring, almost stirring his desires.

This woman was definitely no ordinary figure—her voice alone was enough to bewilder someone’s senses.

“I must have come to the wrong place. I’ll leave right away,” Lin Fan said, startled. He had an important mission to complete and no time for romantic entanglements.

Although he hadn’t seen her face clearly, her voice alone had already made his heart melt.

“Now that you’re here, why not come in and have a drink with me before leaving?” Just as Lin Fan was about to run off, the wooden door suddenly opened. A pink gauze curtain, carrying a mesmerizing fragrance, wrapped around his wrist.

Damn, this woman really had some skills.

Lin Fan was surprised. He hadn’t expected her to have such abilities. At first, he thought she was just a girl from Fuyue Building, but now it seemed she might not be.

Lin Fan quickly thought. If he ran now, he would definitely raise suspicion. So he decided to go with the flow. What’s the big deal? Just one drink, right?

“Oh, it’s a young apprentice from Hunyuan Sect.”

As Lin Fan entered, his eyes widened. What a beautiful senior sister! Her figure was curvaceous, her skin like jade, especially her eyes—so seductive they seemed ready to steal his heart away.

With a gentle flick of her finger, You Man’er effortlessly guided Lin Fan to sit beside her. Then, like a snake, she leaned against him.

“Little junior apprentice, do you know who your senior sister is?” You Man’er whispered sweetly, her delicate fingers gliding across Lin Fan’s chest.

Lin Fan shivered. This feeling was really too much for him to handle.

Glancing sideways, Lin Fan noticed a small plaque on the table. When they handed in their invitation at the entrance, they were given such a plaque indicating which sect they belonged to.

And on this plaque was written:

“Wanhua Pavilion.”

Seeing these three characters, Lin Fan’s heart sank. He immediately realized the danger. He knew all too well about Wanhua Pavilion—it was also a sect of the devil school, filled with young and beautiful female disciples who practiced a very sinister cultivation method. During intimate encounters with men, they could absorb their spiritual energy.

The female disciples of Wanhua Pavilion were trained from a young age in seductive arts, their teasing and temptation techniques nearly impossible to resist. Very few men could maintain their composure around them.

Some male disciples from other sects were even willing to lose some spiritual energy just for a single encounter with a Wanhua Pavilion disciple.

“Senior sister, you’re so beautiful,” Lin Fan said, attempting to soothe You Man’er. He needed to keep her calm for now. You Man’er had reached the second stage of Divine Enlightenment (Rushen), making her far more powerful than him. If she decided to take him by force, what could he possibly do to resist?

He couldn’t possibly lose his virginity here!

You Man’er smiled seductively. “What’s your name, little junior apprentice? You sure know how to please your senior sister. I really like you.”

Lin Fan couldn’t run away now, so he decided to play along. He blushed shyly, pretending to be innocent and inexperienced, as he softly replied:

“Senior sister, my name is Huang Xiaochun.”

Lin Fan sighed inwardly. “Huang Xiaochun, junior apprentice, I’ll repay you for this later, Brother. For now, please bear this burden for me.”