Chapter 1493

Chapter 1

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: I can predict the value of a person, herdsman

There was a strong floral fragrance emanating from her, but it was not overpowering—rather, it was refreshing. Seeing this scene, Zi Yunchuan, Zhao Tianfan, and the others secretly cursed. They were quite familiar with Fairy Cai Yun, yet none had ever seen her take the initiative to pour wine for someone upon their first meeting.

Fairy Cai Yun was the daughter of a prominent figure in the Tianxiang Sect, holding a high status and having little need to refine her heart in the world of mortals. Although she exuded charm, she understood her value well and knew how to preserve it. She never gave in easily, and the pursuits of countless young heroes of her generation meant little to her; she passed by them as the wind passes without leaving clouds in its wake.

Both the Buddha girl and Daoist Ming Ying on the side realized that Fairy Cai Yun had made a calculated decision. She possessed an ancient secret technique, allowing her to perceive auras invisible to ordinary people—luck, cultivation, even the weather—and could estimate a person’s true worth. For her to make such a gesture and express herself in this way clearly showed that Zi Yunchuan’s words were no exaggeration. The origin and strength of the mysterious, white-clad young man named Gu in front of them were likely far more extraordinary than Zi Yunchuan had revealed.

Otherwise, how could he be worthy of Fairy Cai Yun’s attention and actions?

Gu Changge picked up the wine glass, gently swirling the liquid within, which released a subtle floral scent. He naturally understood Fairy Cai Yun’s intentions but merely smiled lightly, offering no response. At the moment, he was there at Zi Yunchuan’s invitation, mingling with these people. However, in Gu Changge’s eyes, they were the sort of people who could easily fade from his memory. They held no lasting significance for him.

His indifferent demeanor made it clear he had no desire to engage further with Fairy Cai Yun. Yet she remained unfazed, her beautiful eyes still glowing with determination as she moved her seat closer to Gu Changge.

Zi Yunchuan, Zhao Tianfan, and the others couldn’t help but feel a twinge of envy at the sight. But this was Fairy Cai Yun’s personal decision, and they chose to pretend they hadn’t noticed, saying nothing further.

In the private room, clouds of smoke swirled as the courtesan ladies continued their dance. The woman who had been playing the zither earlier suddenly received a sound transmission from Fairy Cai Yun. Rising gracefully, she stepped aside, while Fairy Cai Yun took her place, seated at the zither’s original position. Smiling enchantingly at Gu Changge and the others, she placed her slender hands on the strings.

In an instant, a more profound, lingering melody filled the room, tugging at the heartstrings and resonating deeply within the soul. The music seemed to stir emotions from within, captivating everyone present.

“Thanks to Brother Gu, we’re fortunate enough to hear Fairy Cai Yun perform a piece,” Zi Yunchuan, Zhao Tianfan, and the others said with admiration, their eyes alight. It was undeniable—Fairy Cai Yun, as a core disciple of the Tianxiang Sect, was proficient in many refined arts, including zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Her zither skills, in particular, surpassed the previous performer, and she could easily be regarded as a master in this regard.

However, despite the exquisite performance, Gu Changge’s expression remained unchanged. To put it bluntly, he wasn’t interested. A woman like Fairy Cai Yun, no matter how graceful or talented, wasn’t worthy of his attention. Compared to the likes of Mu Yan and Ling Huang, who had accompanied him before—both of whom were considered unrivaled beauties—Fairy Cai Yun, though attractive, still fell short.

At this moment, Gu Changge continued sipping his immortal wine, his thoughts elsewhere. His mind was preoccupied with a different matter altogether.

“It seems that person has indeed arrived in Zigui City,” he mused to himself. “That will make things much easier.”

As Gu Changge pondered, his gaze drifted toward another private room in Lin Shuixuan, situated on one of the lower floors, not far from where they were.

Although each private room was separated by a divine formation, it could hardly obstruct Gu Changge’s gaze. In one such room, a young man in brocade clothing, with a cynical expression, fanned himself lazily as he evaluated the beautiful women standing before him. Next to him, a boy stared wide-eyed in astonishment. This master and servant pair were none other than Chu Xiao and Chu Xiao’er.

“None of them,” Chu Xiao said dismissively. “Though they’re above average in looks, none of them are truly impressive.”

Having seen countless women over time, Chu Xiao had grown extremely selective, and it was difficult for ordinary beauties to catch his eye. The middle-aged woman before him, who resembled a madam and carried the heavy scent of makeup, looked troubled as she heard his response.

“Young Master, but this is already the third group you’ve selected from,” she replied hesitantly.

If it weren’t for the fact that the other female disciples were aware of Chu Xiao’s legendary generosity—he had already gifted several rare divine artifacts—the madam would have suspected he was here just to make trouble. Each of these women was considered saintly in her beauty, far surpassing the looks of many other women from outside forces. Yet, Chu Xiao seemed unimpressed.

“I told you to bring more, so do it. Less talk. Do you really think that any ordinary woman could meet my young master’s standards?” Chu Xiao’er chimed in sharply, emboldened by his master’s presence.

The madam, being business-savvy and still unsure of Chu Xiao’s full identity, dared not offend him. Bowing slightly, she responded hurriedly, “You misunderstand, young master. We wouldn’t dream of being negligent, but you must understand, several distinguished guests have arrived tonight and have nearly taken over Lin Shuixuan. The remaining Qing Dynasty ladies are already entertaining them…”

Chu Xiao’s arrival, along with his extravagant spending, had clearly put the madam in a bind. She worried that Chu Xiao might attempt to break the rules, even though Lin Shuixuan, despite its romantic atmosphere, had boundaries. Many of the women were nobles who performed arts but did not offer their bodies. Some were even disciples of the Tianxiang Sect. The madam, though in charge, could not compel them beyond certain limits.

“Entertainers?” Chu Xiao scoffed with disdain. “It’s just a matter of paying a higher price. Call them over, no more excuses.”

His mood soured as the evening dragged on without him finding anyone who captured his interest. Impatiently, he waved his folding fan. As he spoke, a piece of immortal material, the size of a fist and glowing with vibrant, multicolored light, appeared in his palm. It radiated an astonishing aura, resembling a miniature divine phoenix soaring in the void, its wings spread wide and radiating divine brilliance.

“The Phoenix Heart Sacred Stone…” the madam murmured in awe, her eyes wide as she recognized the priceless immortal material before her. This was a rare treasure, used to craft weapons fit for Immortal Emperors. Even a fingernail-sized piece of this material was of immeasurable value—and yet, here was a piece the size of a fist.

“It’s yours if you get what I want,” Chu Xiao said with a playful smile, clearly enjoying the stunned expression on the madam’s face.

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