Wang Jixuan walked along the curved corridor for about twenty steps, turned a corner, and suddenly, the space in front of him opened up.
Two young women dressed in black silk bunny girl outfits stepped forward simultaneously, their hands gently held before them as they bowed in welcome, generously displaying their deep cleavage.
These two young girls working here should be relatively safe.
—That's because not many people come to Joyful City's pervert district in search of normal sexual resources.
The layout of the club wasn't complex: a dance floor, DJ booth, and performance stage were at the center, with ring-shaped sofas scattered around, and currently, there weren't many customers. The second floor had a row of bulletproof glass windows that offered views of unspeakable scenes inside.
[Dao Heart damage level: minor.]
The bunny girl leaned close to Wang Jixuan's ear and shouted, "Do you have a reservation?"
"My uncle sent me to find a broker named goat's ass," he replied.
"Really? Zhou Tiantian!"
The bunny girl's eyes lit up as she sized up Wang Jixuan.
Wang Jixuan pondered whether he should sway his body to the noisy music to blend into the environment better.
That seemed to go beyond his understanding of Red Dust Heart Refining...
"Please wait a moment!"
The bunny girl raised her hand ring to send a message and lifted one end to take a picture of Wang Jixuan.
A few people approached from the entrance, members of a gang looking for fun here, with two corpulent women leading the way and three lean men following behind, joking and laughing. Their voices and tones were all somewhat exaggerated.
Standard gang flunkies.
One bunny girl immediately went to greet them, while the other gestured for Wang Jixuan to wait by the side.
Wang Jixuan stood against the wall, giving way.
A woman with heavy makeup, 'plump' figure, dressed in a denim skirt and ankle boots, stared at Wang Jixuan's face for a moment, then grinned and approached him.
The two bunny girls suddenly became tense.
One bunny girl tried to step in front of Wang Jixuan, but she was stopped by a fierce gaze from the side.
The plump sister advanced towards Wang Jixuan.
"A new face? New here? Quite handsome, and you have nice eyes, too," she said.
Wang Jixuan frowned slightly; the woman's hands seemed unclean.
By that, he meant unclean in every sense.
The woman laughed, "Which gang are you with? I've been looking for a girlfriend recently, fancy joining me?"
The bunny girl whispered, "Caihua, this young man is a customer of our club manager, you should..."
"A customer? Couldn't make it in Middle City so you just arrived in Lower City? No wonder you're exuding the fragrance of a fresh young thing."
The plump woman's eyes gleamed as she moved closer to Wang Jixuan, about to make body contact.
Wang Jixuan silently recited the Heart Clearing Technique, struggling to resist the urge to strike out.
What is that smell... is it body odor?
Doesn't she have access to free water?
"Friend," Wang Jixuan said calmly, "I have someone I fancy already."
"Is that so? Tsk tsk."
The plump sister slid her left hand slowly across the wall, creeping towards Wang Jixuan's lower abdomen, while saying, "You've come all this way, and you're still with your previous woman? Why don't you change your mind, be my woman. I'll cover for you, I'll treat you well... Ow! Ouch! Let go!"
The surrounding people were obviously startled.
They truly hadn't expected this slender young man to actually strike a blow!
The plump sister's wrist was grasped by a hand as firm as an iron hoop, slowly twisting it, her skin rapidly turning purple.
"Ah! Let go!"
Her face twisted in pain, her cries saturated with agony.
The plump sister's companions rushed over, ready to punch and kick Wang Jixuan.
But with the plump sister's broad body and the bunny girls desperately trying to intervene, the gang flunkies couldn't get a hand in; they could only shout hysterically:
"Let go of Caihua!"
"Are you fucking asking for it!"
"Let her go!"
With a simple pull and push, Wang Jixuan effortlessly moved the plump sister.
She stumbled backward three steps and crashed into her companions, sending them all tumbling down.
'So weak.'
Wang Jixuan didn't wish to entangle further and frowned as he watched the others.
He had two concealed pockets in his leather jacket, which held a small silenced pistol along with magazines and a few simple magic artifacts like the Bone Penetration Nails he had fashioned the day before.
If they insisted on trouble, he wouldn't mind offending one or two more gangs.
The plump sister's face turned red with rage and curses, lifting her three-foot-wide skirt to reveal a compact revolver strapped to her stout thigh, pulling out the gun excitedly...
Wang Jixuan's eyes narrowed.
If that was the case, then they couldn't blame him!
"Oh dear~ Cai, what do you think you're doing! Why you pulling a gun out!"
A shrill, effeminate male voice suddenly rang out from the side.
Wang Jixuan glanced over with the corner of his eye.
Several male waiters holding trays were watching this way, their trays concealing handguns or submachine guns, which were now aimed at the plump sister.
Behind these waiters, there was a middle-aged man strutting over in tight jeans, a sequined off-the-shoulder sweater, and heels several inches tall, with a ring of stubble and a garishly made-up face.
Wait a minute.
A man?
Wang Jixuan had known before coming that there would be things in Joyful City's pervert district that exceeded his understanding, but this was just too... too...
[Dao Heart damage level: moderate.]
The woman with plumpness maxing out her stats, who was addressed as 'brother' and whose self-reference and way of addressing others were gender-flipped, seemed to express some complex orientation.
And the man hurrying over appeared to be the broker 'goat's ass' he was looking for, completely breaking away from the conventional framework of gender.
An alluring uncle with a stubbly beard.
Wang Jixuan saw the chest badge of this Uncle Demon, which read "Manager Thomas" among other things, obviously not his real name.
The plump sister was angrily glaring at Wang Jixuan while her companion snatched away the handgun, and she pointed at him with her hand.
"Old goat, don't meddle in this! I'm going to kill him today no matter what!"
Thomas was pulling on the plump sister's arm, cooing as he spoke:
"Aiya, Cai—bro, why are you lowering yourself to the level of a young man who's just arrived in Lower City? His uncle is quite a formidable figure, you know, from the eleventh floor security team."
The expression on the plump sister's face showed a slight change, her facial fat trembling slightly as she tried to calm her breathing.
In Wang Jixuan's eyes, there was mostly indifference.
Thomas continued to smile and coax her:
"Alright alright, don't be angry, I've reserved the best private room for you, tonight I'll treat you to three bottles of good wine. It's not easy running a business, so how about showing some understanding, sister?"
The plump sister huffed, saying:"I'm only giving face to you, old goat! How long does he think he can last down here, acting all high and mighty?"
If it weren't for maintaining his own composure, Wang Jixuan really wanted to retort with "At least a thousand eight hundred years".
Thomas hurriedly said,"Aiya, a young man will get it with some experience. Cai—bro, don't be mad. Tonight I'll personally join you for a few more drinks. Come on, let's go this way."
"Kid! Don't let me find out where you live!"
The plump sister was cursing viciously, yet her body compliantly followed Thomas. They headed towards another corridor beside the noisy dance floor and quickly disappeared.
A few gang henchmen glared at Wang Jixuan and quickly followed them.
Nobody noticed that a wisp of Qi had sprayed out of Wang Jixuan's nose, dividing into five streams toward the five gang members.
Over the past seven days, he had been in seclusion for cultivation and had refined the remaining Blade Beast Blood for talisman making. Although the pure Spiritual Energy he had obtained was not much, the amplification of Qi in his body was obvious, and he was not far from full Qi saturation.
Once the henchmen had left.
The baby-faced Bunny Girl spoke in a voice that was an old beyond her years:
"You've got quite a temper. You really need to rein it in in Lower City. It's not like up there. It's not just about who's toughest; it's about who's got the background."
"Hmm," smiled Wang Jixuan as he looked at the girl with heavy makeup, "Thanks for the heads up."
"You're quite polite, too. Is Middle City really that ordered and oppressive... Eh? That's sorted then? Okay, Manager! I'll bring him over right now."
The Bunny Girl pressed her right earphone, smiling softly:
"This way please, big spender, the Manager has sorted it out.
"He seems really angry, haven't heard him use his real voice to talk in a long time."
Wang Jixuan did not understand.
He followed the baby-faced Bunny Girl past the edge of the dance floor, entering the corridor that the five henchmen had just gone through.
The path ahead twisted and turned, dim and hard to see, then suddenly there was a section of the wall covered in warm red plush fabric, with eight photographs hanging on it, each illuminated by spotlights.
The first few photos were all of handsome men and beautiful women, their looks and physiques one in a hundred.
The baby-faced Bunny Girl noticed Wang Jixuan's curiosity and said cheerily:
"Our store has a history of forty years, you know. Every five years we select a top seller, and these are them."
"Top-seller?"
"People from Middle City don't know about these?"
The Bunny Girl chuckled behind her hand,
"As long as you have resources, you can exchange them for Joy Coins, and with Joy Coins you can spend here. Everything here has a clear price, like spending a romantic night with them."
Wang Jixuan's face showed a sudden realization.
The brothel Oiran.
He had thought the top sellers of this bar were something else... Huh? Wait a minute?
Wang Jixuan looked at the sixth painting, which depicted a person in workout clothes, indistinguishable as male or female—that was perplexing enough... but the seventh painting was actually a robot?
Its body was made of silvery-white metal, roughly in the shape of a human female, but it definitely looked mechanical, and the name beside it was 'Military Medical Upgrade-11R'.
So then, what was this eighth painting...?
Wang Jixuan stood expressionless in front of the eighth painting, frowning, pursing his lips, holding his breath, staring at the large lizard being hoisted up by two people in the picture.
A lizard?
It hasn't transformed?
Not a lizard spirit?
Just a pure lizard?
"Unfortunately," the Bunny Girl said with a look of regret, "the big shot San, who had been sponsoring our eighth top seller, got into trouble recently. Our shop's entertainment revenue has dropped a lot."
Wang Jixuan: ...
He felt as if he could hear a tiny part of his Dao Heart shatter.
Wuliang, that Heavenly Venerable!
It was difficult to find appropriate words from the perspective of a Cultivator!
Turning another corner, the Bunny Girl raised her hand to stop Wang Jixuan, gesturing for him to stop and stay quiet.
Not far ahead, 'old goat' Thomas was holding a flip-style walkie-talkie encrusted with rhinestones, pinching his voice to sound like a woman's as he communicated with a male voice:
"Oh dear, it's not like I can just deal with them that easily; that has to go through Mr. Ghost's permission first, after all they are your subordinates... Okay, okay, thank you for understanding. They have harassed my customers for the sixth time now, I really had no other choice, they even showed their guns today, hmm~ scared me to death... No need, their account books are all squared away. Mr. Ghost, you should come to my place more often when you're free, business isn't easy to come by these days... All right, that's it for now, let's chat another day, Mr. Ghost, muah, bye."
Bye.
Thomas snapped the flip phone shut and looked up at Wang Jixuan, curling his lip slightly.
Then in his natural voice, which turned out to be a rough male tone, he grumbled into the button microphone on his collar:
"Damn it! Schedule a meeting at the Refinery! Got a 'piggy' to send over there, one with lots of fat! Don't take it if the price is too low! What the heck! Every single day! Is getting a major client easy for me?!"
Swearing, Thomas picked up a micro submachine gun from the waiter's tray next to him and kicked open the door to the private room behind him.
Wang Jixuan caught a glimpse of the five people he had clashed with earlier, now hanging their heads, looking drowsy, with some smoke lingering in the air.
Thomas held his nose and mouth tightly with his right hand and aimed the micro gun with his left at the plump woman, pulling the trigger forcefully.
A burst of rapid gunfire was drowned out by the intense drumbeats.
Seconds later, Thomas turned and stepped out, frowning at Wang Jixuan.
The baby-faced Bunny Girl who had brought Wang Jixuan in suddenly raised her hand, drawing a silver handgun, and aimed it at the back of Wang Jixuan's head.