The junk ship docked in the clear blue sky. There were many masts in the harbor, but it was not as heavily guarded as Mengqi had imagined.
A young girl about 18 or 19 years old stood at the dock. Her hair was tied up in a bun, her face was fair and tender, her nose was high, and her eyes were distinct.
She wore a pink and white dress that accentuated her smooth skin. The most outstanding feature of her face was her eyes, which were a mixture of tender innocence and silky charm.
"Bodhisattva has received the letter from Hidden Island and understands the whole story. She invites Mr. Tyrant to meet her at the Euphoria Palace." The girl gracefully bowed.
"Very well." Mengqi's green robe billowed in the sea breeze, but he was as steady as Mount Tai and as calm as the deep sea. He slowly walked down the junk ship.
Ying Ning smiled brightly and returned the bow. "May I know your name, sister?"
"I'm Le Huan, an ordinary disciple of Lihua Island," the girl answered in a fluster. She did not expect Ying Ning to be so enthusiastic.
Ying Ning winked at Mengqi and held Le Huan's arm. She asked about Lihua Island and Bodhisattva Lian Yu in a friendly manner. Le Huan did not hide anything and answered honestly, which gave Mengqi a better understanding of this place.
After exiting the pier, there were crisscrossing streets. There were shops, vendors, and all kinds of goods. There was also the faint sounds of moaning and ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
There were not many people on the street. There were young girls walking alone, a man and a woman strolling hand in hand, and a woman surrounded by several men. From time to time, one could see fleshy worms rolling in the corners. Their skin was pink and their arms were pink, and the smell of lasciviousness wafted through the air.
Le Huan led Mengqi across the street, heading straight for the high mountain at the end of the street. They had just passed an intersection when a beggar suddenly pounced on them from the side of the street. His clothes were ragged but clean, and his expression was full of pleading. He clung to Le Huan's slender calf and kept calling out, "Female Bodhisattva, please do me a favor. Please do me a favor."
"There are beggars on Lihua Island too …" Mengqi looked around quietly like all the old monsters and found dozens of beggars gathered under the eaves of the street.
Le Huan frowned and kicked, breaking free from the beggar's hand. She pouted and said, "They are the Incense Cauldrons of Bodhisattva, Elders, and Senior Sisters. Due to their lack of progress, even the medicinal dregs have lost their effectiveness. They don't have any special skills, so they aren't loved and can't be used as snacks. They can only be slaves and do odd jobs. But in this way, no one gets close to them and they can't enjoy the pleasures between men and women. The more capable ones seduce the other disciples on the island, while the less capable ones come here every day to beg just like them."
They can even beg for this … Even though he was experienced and knowledgeable, Mengqi still felt cold sweat dripping down his back. The boundless world was indeed full of extraordinary things. However, this group of people had already fallen to such a state, yet they were still unwilling to leave Lihua Island. It was enough to show that the temptation of this place had turned the pleasure between a man and a woman into a drug that they could not extricate themselves from.
Le Huan's gaze swept across the street as she spoke. Suddenly, her gaze froze on a certain corner.
There was also a beggar there. His clothes were tattered and he exuded a foul stench. His legs were twisted in an abnormal manner, as if they had been broken by someone during the "begging" dispute.
He was thin and weak, with a delicate face covered in malignant sores. He looked rather disgusting. His lips were so dry that they were peeling. His eyes were fearful and filled with infatuation as he stared at Le Huan.
"How pitiful …" Le Huan muttered. Her voice was slightly hoarse, but it could stir the lust of most men.
The corner of Mengqi's mouth twitched slightly. In his senses, Le Huan's eyes were blurred and moist. Her expression was full of pity and love.
"How pitiful …" she repeated. Suddenly, she looked at Mengqi and pleaded, "Mr. Tyrant, can you wait for a moment? He's so pitiful. Let me give him some charity. "
"Go ahead." Mengqi was speechless. He could only maintain his composure as an old monster.
To think that she would be moved by this. The teachings of the Blissful Joy lineage were truly amazing!
Le Huan slowly walked towards the beggar. The beggar's gaze rose as she approached, revealing a bit of doubt, a bit of fear, and a bit of infatuation.
Le Huan took off her pinkish-white dress, revealing her fair and delicate back. She had a slender figure and the curves on both sides contracted at her waist, creating a breathtakingly beautiful arc. Then, she raised her hand and untied her hair. Her silky black hair suddenly slid down her shoulders, half covering her back. The crowd of beggars murmured in unison.
Her expression was holy and compassionate. Under the surprised, shocked, and grateful gaze of the beggar, she was like a real Bodhisattva. Step by step, she stepped into the "mud" and slowly sat down. Her pinkish-white and black-and-yellow hair intertwined as she uttered a long, lingering sound of gratitude.
"Sister Le Huan really has a compassionate heart …" Ying Ning looked at Le Huan with admiration. She slightly hid behind Mengqi to avoid the reddened eyes of the beggars.
"A compassionate heart …" Mengqi felt that he had already ignored the word "compassionate". In the future, if anyone said that he was compassionate, he could only scold them back. "You're the compassionate one. Your whole family is compassionate!"
He looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back. He looked experienced and elegant, but in fact, he was just asking speechlessly.
Lihua Island was quite well-behaved. After witnessing such a lively scene, none of the beggars dared to go up and force themselves to join. They could only look on, hoping that the female Bodhisattva would show her kindness and comfort the entire street.
Not long after, the beggar uttered a satisfied and unwilling moan. His body went limp. Le Huan's pink back was also flushed, and her arms tightened.
She kissed the beggar and moved her hands down to set his bones. However, the beggar's breath was already weak, as if he was about to collapse.
"She's also plucking in this way?" Mengqi frowned slightly. What happened to mercy giving?
Ying Ning answered seriously, "There's alms and offerings. Sister Le Huan's strength is not high. If she only gives alms and doesn't receive offerings, her blood will immediately boil, as if she has been drugged by the strongest aphrodisiac. If she isn't satisfied, her heart will burn and she will die. In fact, the offerings she received just now are very little. It's equivalent to the consumption of a normal man having intercourse with his wife and concubines two or three times. It's just that this beggar has been injured for a long time and his body is exhausted, so he collapsed."
"Well said …" Mengqi decided not to be surprised. After all, this was the Taoist field of the Sect of the Plain Lady, and it was a special case.
Le Huan put on her dress. Her pretty face was bright red, and her breathing was slightly rapid. There were a few drops of crystal sweat on both sides of her nose. She forced back the hands of the beggars and returned to Mengqi's side. She said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. I was too excited just now, and the joy came so fast that I couldn't stand up."
Is this something that can be discussed openly? Mengqi once again felt the troubles of being born as a normal person.
He looked indifferent and nodded slightly. "Then continue to lead the way."
Le Huan glanced at Ying Ning and stuck out her pink tongue. She turned around and walked forward like a weak wind.
After passing the town and stepping on the stone steps, Mengqi diverted his attention to observe the flow of the Qi of Heaven and Earth on Lihua Island and the arrangement of several obvious formations.
This place was not like what Ying Ning had described, which only guarded against external enemies and prevented people from leaving. Judging from the murderous intent hidden in the Qi of Heaven and Earth, there was a terrifying prohibition and killing formation. However, if a normal Stove of Medicinal Dregs wanted to leave, the people of the Plain Lady Sect would not bother to stop them. If they had the time, they might as well find a new one. Even if the effect was similar to the Medicinal Dregs, it would at least be a change of taste.
With his hands behind his back, Mengqi slowly ascended the mountain. He seemed to be deep in thought, but in fact, he was thinking about a plan.
It was impossible for him to meet the Bodhisattva of Joy or the other grandmasters of the Plain Lady Sect. He had to hide his identity as "Merciless Tyrant" after Bodhisattva Lian Yu reported it to him. Then, he had to hide in Lihua Island and observe the male disciples who had a certain talent for comprehending The Conqueror's Invincible Blade. He would wait for an opportunity to capture one, transform into him, and enter the Plain Lady's Paradise to comprehend.
The timing must not be too early because male disciples were often raped. It would be fine if the female disciple's strength was not high. He could use the inferior version of Extreme Bliss of Heaven and Demon to deceive everyone. If the female disciple was of the Exterior level, his identity would be exposed and he would fall into an extremely dangerous situation. He could only rely on the Lanke Temple or the Samsara talisman to escape. Moreover, the timing must not be too late. When he was about to comprehend, there would definitely be someone secretly monitoring him.
"The relationship between the Mystic Fairy lineage and the Bodhisattva of Joy's lineage isn't harmonious. If she had a choice, Shang River Fairy would definitely not use the same Taoist field as Bodhisattva Lian Yu …" Mengqi suddenly thought of something. "So, there must be something special about this place. For example, one of the entrances to the Plain Lady's Paradise?"
He squinted his eyes, but his expression did not change. He followed Le Huan to the front of a dazzling palace. There was a horizontal inscribed board stained with the filth of love:
"Joy Palace."
A man stood at the door. He looked to be in his forties, but his face was covered in wrinkles. His hair was all white and he looked rather withered. There was a dark red slit between his eyebrows that looked like a hidden eye. He held a dark black longbow in his hand and a quiver hung from his waist. There were seven golden arrows in it.
Mengqi looked him up and down. His heart stirred. "Friend, are you 'Three-eyed Arrow God' Li Wending?"
The man's eyes were slightly turbid and dull. He glanced at Mengqi and suddenly became wary and hostile. "Who are you?"
"It's Merciless Tyrant," Le Huan introduced. Le Huan introduced him and glared at the man. "Li Wending, you've already destroyed your foundation. You've been reduced from a tonic to a snack. Why do you care about others?"
"It really is' Three-eyed Arrow God 'Li Wending." Mengqi's heart stirred. Li Wending was a famous figure decades ago. He was a direct disciple of a first-rate sect. He was talented and famous for his archery. When he first entered the Exterior, he could kill someone from 20 miles away with one arrow. He was once hailed as a potential grandmaster. Unfortunately, he disappeared before he could cross the first step of the Celestial Ladder. There was no news of him since.
Li Wending's breathing quickened. He managed to suppress it with great difficulty. He turned his body and stepped aside.
Mengqi did not look at him any longer and followed Le Huan inside.
"He was the longest living Incense Stove of the Bodhisattva. He was originally in the Third Heaven of the Exterior, but because he fell in love, he was consumed by jealousy every time the Bodhisattva had sex with another Incense Stove. He couldn't protect his Vital Spirit when he was plucking and lost his life. In the end, he was reduced from a tonic to a snack. If it weren't for the Bodhisattva's nostalgia, he would've been sent to do odd jobs long ago," Le Huan muttered.
"Heh, so it turns out he's in love after being plucked." Mengqi laughed and stepped into the main hall. There was a golden bed covered with white flower petals. A woman was lying and leaning on two muscular men. Handsome men served her eagerly by her sides and feet.
She was draped in a white veil. Her skin was fair and supple, and her appearance was dignified. Every part of her body exuded an indescribable charm.
Bodhisattva Lian Yu moved her delicate ankle and smiled. "Merciless Tyrant, you've become even more unfathomable after so many years."
"Damn! Merciless Tyrant knows someone!" Mengqi was dumbfounded. He could not help but pinch the Samsara talisman.
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