Becoming an Immortal and Ancestor, Starting from the Clan-protecting Divine Beast

96: Chapter 96 Fairy Qingyu, An Encounter with Zhu XiaoThe Red Dust Tower is located on the west side of Changli Commandery City. It is a famous pleasure den within Changli Commandery City, where countless Cultivators linger, forgetting to return, spending all their money, and even falling into debt, becoming servants of the Red Dust Tower.

There was still some time before the Artifact Refining Assembly, so Yuan Feng and Chen Fufeng, having nothing to do, decided that since they were already there, they might as well enjoy themselves, taste some fine wine, and savor some delicious food.

”Old Chen, I think I remember what this Red Dust Tower is all about,” Yuan Feng said, sitting on Chen Fufeng’s shoulder, recalling information he had seen in a certain book.

”Cough cough, Brother Yuan, I also remember what this Red Dust Tower specifically does,” Chen Fufeng coughed twice, an awkward expression on his face.

The Red Dust Tower is a place set up by the Red Dust Sect in various locations, similar in nature to a Courtesan House. In short, it’s a place for listening to music and enjoying company.

Most of the women in the Red Dust Tower are known as Red Dust Women, all skilled in zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. They are proficient in everything, and the music they play even has an effect on Cultivators.

If the price is right, a Red Dust Woman might even break the rule of only performing arts and not selling her body, spending a night of spring with a guest.

”Brother Yuan, why don’t we go to the Tian Xia Wine House instead? That’s a place for drinking and eating,” Chen Fufeng said. After all, he was a man with a Family and wasn’t really suited for a place like the Red Dust Tower.

”Then let’s go to the Tian Xia Wine House,” Yuan Feng said.

Just as the man and the ape were about to change their route to the Tian Xia Wine House, a commotion erupted ahead. Cultivators with fervent expressions rushed madly towards that direction.

”Fellow Daoist, may I ask what the matter is?”

Chen Fufeng stopped a Peak Qi Refining Cultivator, who looked to be around thirty years old. The Cultivator was about to get angry but, feeling the aura of a Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator, his anger instantly extinguished. He replied with a smile, ”Senior, this must be your first time in Changli Commandery City.”

Chen Fufeng nodded slightly. It was his and Yuan Feng’s first time here, so they were essentially blind, unaware of many things except for the Artifact Refining Assembly.

”Then Senior has come to the right place! The first day of every month is when the four fairies of the Commandery City’s Red Dust Tower perform. This month, it happens to be Fairy Qingyu’s turn,” the Peak Qi Refining Cultivator explained, growing more excited as he spoke.

”She is the greatest of the four fairies, cold and stunningly beautiful, as if a Taiyin Fairy has descended to the Mortal World. If I could be chosen by Fairy Qingyu to enter her pavilion, I would gladly die for it!”

Yuan Feng and Chen Fufeng exchanged glances, a strange look flashing across their faces. Was this so-called Fairy Qingyu’s charm truly that great?

”What’s so great about a Red Dust Woman?” Chen Fufeng shook his head, uninterested, and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, the Peak Qi Refining Cultivator became frantic, jumping up like a rabbit whose tail had been stepped on, blocking Chen Fufeng’s path.

”Senior, that’s just your prejudice. Fairy Qingyu and the other three Fairies are not just Red Dust Women; they are World-Entering Disciples of the Red Dust Sect. Their purpose in entering the world this time is to select individuals with great Luck to be their Dao Companion, to roam freely in the myriad Mortal World.”

”As the saying goes, ’In the Red Dust Tower, one sees the Mortal World; cultivating the Dao Fruit, one truly returns. A lifetime of Mortal World, a lifetime of love; Immortal Ascension and becoming an ancestor is but a fleeting moment.’”

Chen Fufeng frowned deeply. The Peak Qi Refining Cultivator’s eyes were bloodshot and red, showing signs of becoming demonized.

”Wake up!” He circulated his magic power, and a thunderous roar exploded in the Peak Qi Refining Cultivator’s mind, making him ’clear-headed’.

”Senior, this is an opportunity not to be missed! After this month, the Four Red Dust Fairies will be heading to the next great commandery.” The man cupped his hands to Chen Fufeng and rushed forward in a hurry, towards the Red Dust Tower.

Yuan Feng stroked his chin and said with interest, ”Old Chen, let’s go take a look. What kind of trick is this Red Dust Tower playing?”

Chen Fufeng nodded. If before he had intended to sample fine wines and delicacies, now it was to uncover the truth and see why the Four Red Dust Fairies possessed such immense power, driving so many Cultivators into a frenzy.

Before long, the man and the ape arrived before a towering pavilion that reached into the clouds, much taller than the Qi Xuan Pavilion. It stood like a majestic and towering mountain, with clouds and mist swirling around its upper-middle section, giving it an air of detachment from the Mortal World.

”Interesting,” Yuan Feng carefully observed the Red Dust Tower before him, growing increasingly interested in the Red Dust Sect that had established it.

After reaching the Purple Mansion realm, the effect of his secluded Cultivation was negligible. Only refining his essence blood, evolving his Bloodline, and activating the fragments of Divine Abilities imprinted in his Bloodline would help his Cultivation.

Purple Mansion Cultivators Cultivate Divine Abilities. Yao Beasts, more often, develop and excavate the potential within their Bloodline, capturing fragments of Divine Abilities, and thereby engraving inherited Divine Abilities from their Bloodline.

Of course, Yao Beasts can also take an unconventional path, learning from Human Race Immortal Cultivators, and through Divine Ability Cultivation Techniques, consuming corresponding spiritual items to engrave Dao patterns and Cultivate Divine Abilities.

Of these two methods, the first is suitable for all Purple Mansion Yao Beasts, while the second is only suitable for Purple Mansion Yao Beasts with high spiritual intelligence and sufficient Comprehension Ability.

Yuan Feng has the clan protecting system. He only needs to wait for the number of Chen Family Cultivators to reach a certain scale, and he will continuously gain clan destiny points, which he can use to evolve his Bloodline and naturally Awaken Divine Abilities.

If it were other Yao Beasts, it would take hundreds of years to Cultivate a Divine Ability. He only needs to count in years.

Therefore, Yuan Feng found it rather dull to stay in Luoyun Mountain in secluded Cultivation. It was a good choice to go out more and see the world.

”If only I could blow a hair and turn it into a Clone like Great Sage Sun.”

As Yuan Feng pondered, the Cultivators gathered in front of the Red Dust Tower exclaimed.

”Fairy Qingyu is here!”

Yuan Feng looked up, following the gazes of the Cultivators.

A soft moonlight scattered, enveloped by white mist, and a graceful figure slowly stepped out from the Void Realm, like a Moon Palace Fairy descending to the Mortal World, stirring the hearts of many Cultivators.

This was a female Cultivator with a light veil over her face, making her exact age indiscernible, hazy and indistinct. Her eyes were like autumn waters rippling, and her willow-like brows resembled distant mountains painted with ink.

Her skin was fair and delicate, like white jade, her waist slender, her fingers untouched by spring water, her jade legs long and straight. A cold aura emanated from her, giving off a sense of aloofness that kept people at a distance.

”A True Immortal in the Red Dust Pavilion, entering the Mortal World yet untainted by it. Truly, she rises from the mud without being stained, washed by clear ripples yet undemon,” a Cultivator exclaimed, moved by emotion.

Yuan Feng scrutinized her a few times. Her figure and temperament were top-notch. Even with a veil, it was not hard to tell from the hazy outline that she possessed a face capable of toppling nations.

However, he wasn’t particularly interested. He’d rather have an exhilarating fight with a Late-stage Purple Mansion Cultivator possessing Four Divine Abilities.

Fist-to-flesh combat, that’s the real thrill!

Chen Fufeng, however, was on pins and needles. After a single glance, he stopped paying attention. If Ji Wanqing knew he came to such a place, he probably wouldn’t even be able to enter his own house.

”Brother Yuan, this isn’t very remarkable. Let’s still go to the Tian Xia Wine House.”

Yuan Feng shook his head: ”Old Chen, since we’ve already come all this way, why don’t we go in, have some drinks, chat, and see what this Red Dust Tower is up to.”

”That’s true, we’re here for drinks and food, not to visit a brothel. Fufeng was just too nervous,” Chen Fufeng nodded, finding Yuan Feng’s words reasonable.

So, he pushed through the crowd, took out a High-Grade Spirit Stone, and walked in with his head held high, under the envious gazes of many Cultivators.

Upon entering the Red Dust Tower, the outside clamor instantly vanished, replaced by a serene and elegant atmosphere.

”It seems this Red Dust Tower is much better than I imagined,” Chen Fufeng sighed as he scanned his surroundings.

”Senior, are you here for Fairy Qingyu?” a tall maidservant greeted them.

Chen Fufeng hesitated for a moment and said, ”Uh, I suppose so. Do you have a private room?”

”Of course, Senior, please come this way,” the tall maidservant smiled sweetly and led the way.

Before long, the man and the ape were led to a private room on the third floor. Its decor was simple and unadorned, plain and unassuming, with a sense of returning to simplicity.

”Seniors, Fairy Qingyu is still preparing and will appear in a while. Please forgive us,” the tall maidservant bowed, an apologetic expression on her face.

Yuan Feng waved his hand: ”No matter. If there’s nothing else, you may withdraw.”

As his voice fell, a High-Grade Spirit Stone appeared out of thin air in the tall maidservant’s hand, surprising her.

”Thank you, Senior, thank you, Senior.” The tall maidservant bowed respectfully before carefully exiting the private room.

Changli Commandery City, as a major commandery, has all sorts of strange and wonderful things. A talking Black Ape was not particularly unusual.

The tall maidservant had even seen Purple Mansion Demon Kings transform into human form to drown their sorrows in the Red Dust Tower, just to catch a glimpse of a beautiful woman’s smile.

”Here’s a menu.” Yuan Feng picked up the jade-like list on the wooden table, his Divine Sense sweeping over it, ordering all the wines and food listed.

Soon, the private room door was knocked, and various delicious spiritual foods were brought in, along with fine wines specially brewed by vintners, the kind that would intoxicate an ordinary Cultivator for days after just one sip.

Yuan Feng sat down casually, grabbed a second-tier spiritual chicken leg, completely disregarding his image, and gulped it down. Then he took a swig of the second-tier spiritual wine, Hundred-Year Daughter Red.

”Good, the taste is good, and this wine is very strong.”

Chen Fufeng ate much more refinedly. When out and about, one still had to mind one’s image, even in the Red Dust Tower.

The man and the ape ate and chatted, and their conversation eventually turned to the future development plans of the Chen Family.

Yuan Feng hoped that the Chen Family would have more Cultivators, especially this Main Lineage of Chen Fufeng’s, which still had no third-generation descendants. This situation wouldn’t do.

For a Family to prosper, it must expand its branches and leaves. How can a Family with dwindling numbers expand?

Chen Fufeng also felt somewhat helpless. His eldest son was trapped in the ruins, his second son openly stated he had a sweetheart, and his third daughter and Jiang Yunlei were a sure thing, but she hadn’t reached the age of twenty yet, so they couldn’t marry for now.

As for Zhuyuan and Zhu Hong, they were still far off.

The former was fine, getting very close to Liu Luojun. As for the latter, given her personality, there would likely be only a few in the vast Great Qi Cultivation Kingdom who could catch her eye.

This meant that third-generation descendants of the Chen Family Main Lineage would not be possible for at least ten years.

Time passed quickly. Two and a half hours went by.

The large spread of food and drinks Yuan Feng ordered was basically all gone.

That Fairy Qingyu also seemed to be ready. An aerial pavilion, glowing with ethereal moonlight, descended from the sky and hung in mid-air.

The interior layout of this Red Dust Tower was in a ’hui’ shape (like a square with a square hole in the middle), and this aerial pavilion was right in the center, allowing one to look up from below or down from above.

The man and the ape walked to the window and saw an unparalleled beauty, wearing a veil, sitting cross-legged on top of the pavilion. Her slender jade-like fingers pressed on the zither strings, and she began to play.

Melodious zither music echoed throughout the entire Red Dust Tower, intoxicating everyone. It was as if they were on a mountaintop, with a waterfall cascading nearby and gurgling streams, like an old Immortal in the mountains, serene and at ease.

”Brother Yuan, look over there, doesn’t that person look a lot like Diminutive form of Zhuxiao?” At this moment, Chen Fufeng pointed to a spot on the first floor, where a scruffy Sword Cultivator with a full beard was seated.

Yuan Feng looked over, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Although the back-carrying Sword Cultivator was unkempt and slovenly, the sharp sword aura hidden within him, like a Dragon in the abyss, could not be faked. It was indeed Chen Zhuxiao, without a doubt.

”What is this kid doing at the Red Dust Pavilion? Is he also here for Fairy Qingyu?”