Cultivation: I Can Reincarnate Into Various Worlds-Chapter 562 - 288, Donghuang Twin Walls, the most beautiful woman in the world_2

This also resulted in him underestimating the resources needed to restore his [Immortal Fate], leaving him unable to recondense the [Banished Immortal] Immortal Fate to this day.

At least a foundation of several hundred million Spirit Shells... All consumed in one battle. Only one quarter of an hour had passed.

Xu Xing glanced at the empty Storage Bag, his heart trembling with shock. The resources that the Butian Sect had gathered over the past two years were almost completely consumed by him in this one battle. Only a few precious Spirit Materials were left in the Storage Bag, their Spiritual Energy not yet drained.

With Buxu Zi managing the sect’s internal affairs, and with his methods, borrowing from various sects should be possible... I am the crucial part. As long as I didn’t perish in this battle, everything lost will be regained...

Xu Xing quickly adjusted his mindset. Resources worth several hundred million Spirit Shells were indeed a significant sum for Cultivators. However, for a sect, it wasn’t an insurmountable amount. Of course, it wasn’t a small sum either. This battle was equivalent to emptying the entire reserves of mid-tier sects like the Immeasurable Sect and the Chongzhen Temple.

First, I’ll leave seclusion, gather news from the outside world, and let it be known that I’m still alive...

Xu Xing retrieved the Array Banners he had set up inside the cave and returned them to his Storage Bag. Then, with a flick of his sleeve, he blasted away the boulder blocking the cave entrance.

This is the territory of Qiming Kingdom. Qiming Kingdom... a nation ruled by the Red Dust Pavilion...

Upon exiting the cave, Xu Xing flew into the sky, soaring to the cloud layer. He looked down at the terrain below, comparing it with the map of East Huangzhou in his memory. Similar to how the Flying Feather Immortal Palace governed Fengxi Country, the Country of Flowing Light, and Baoxiang Country, most of the Ten Great Upper Sects also employed this method of an Immortal Sect ruling over nations in the Mortal World.

「A moment later.」

Xu Xing descended from the clouds and arrived in the capital of Qiming Kingdom.

As expected of a nation under the Red Dust Pavilion’s rule, Brothels are everywhere; even the Imperial Palace resembles a massive Brothel...

Not long after entering the capital, Xu Xing was stunned by the sight before him. From the city gates to the Imperial Palace, every street, aside from essential Post Stations, teahouses, and taverns, was dominated by Brothels of various names.

Yi Hong Court!

Spring of Thousands Flowers!

Ning Xiang Pavilion!

Wind and Dust Garden!

Even the Imperial Palace of Qiming Kingdom bore a plaque reading "Warm Feelings Residence."

"Esteemed Immortal Master..." "You must be from out of town, yes? Unaccustomed to our ways, perhaps...?"

As Xu Xing paused in astonishment, a man dressed like a tout, sensing an opportunity, familiarly approached and began to speak. "We in Qiming Kingdom welcome visiting Cultivators like yourself every day. So, there’s no need for you to be wary," the tout said.

"I am indeed new to your esteemed country." Xu Xing composed himself, glanced at the tout—who looked little more than a boy—and nodded.

"Qiming Kingdom is a vassal state of the Red Dust Pavilion, so our customs differ from other nations. That’s why Brothels are so prevalent here..." the tout chattered on. "I’ve heard that Qiming Kingdom was originally called the Land of Women because it had only women, no men. They began opening Brothels to attract men from the outside world..."

After explaining the systems and customs of Qiming Kingdom and the Red Dust Pavilion, the tout changed his tune, smiling. "Immortal Master, visitors like yourself usually come here seeking pleasure. From our Queen and Princesses down to the common folk in the Brothels, all are prepared to entertain guests...

"However... the nobility will only dally with Immortals; they won’t associate with commoners like us.

"If the Immortal Master wishes for a night of passion with our Queen, I can direct you to the Welcoming Sunshine Post. The officials there can inform Her Majesty..." he said slowly.

Hearing this, Xu Xing wasn’t particularly surprised. Beyond local customs, many cultivation Families also had practices where guests were permitted to consort with the Family’s concubines. While this could muddle the Family’s bloodline, in the long term, it could also refine it, strengthening the Family’s Power. Qiming Kingdom was merely these cultivation Families writ large, using an entire nation to curry favor with male Cultivators, thereby aiming to improve their bloodline and expand their Power.

Welcoming Sunshine Post? The Queen? Xu Xing was momentarily stunned.

However, just as he was about to speak further with the tout, his Divine Sense suddenly stirred. He looked up at a young woman from a Brothel on the side of the street, who was soliciting customers. The young woman had a graceful figure, her black hair like a waterfall, her silken skirt trailing. Her attire was exceedingly daring, offering tantalizing glimpses of jade-like skin, utterly captivating.

"Daoist friend, you’ve been observing me from upstairs for quite some time. Why not invite me up and extend some hospitality, as befits a host?" Xu Xing cupped his hands. As he spoke, he casually tossed a few Spirit Shells to the tout, waving him away.

"I am but a woman from the countryside," the young woman said, "and though I’ve seen many handsome male Cultivators, few possess the heroic bearing of Great Master Xu... I stared for too long a moment; I hope Great Master Xu will not take offense." The young woman flicked her Cloud Sleeve and descended instantly from the guest-receiving balcony, landing before Xu Xing and offering a deep curtsy.

"Normally, only Nascent Soul Cultivators can discern my true appearance. I didn’t expect to meet Immortal Lady Dai Ji here today..." Xu Xing chuckled softly. His purpose in coming to Qiming Kingdom wasn’t to sample the customs of the Red Dust Pavilion or the nation itself, but to deliberately make a conspicuous appearance, ensuring the news of his survival spread. This was a necessary step for the Butian Sect to expand its Power. Otherwise, with Dai Ji’s abilities alone, she couldn’t have recognized his true face or his level of Cultivation... He just hadn’t anticipated encountering Dai Ji—the Red Dust Pavilion’s most renowned Cultivator of this generation—so soon after entering Qiming Kingdom.

"Great Master Xu, you recognize me?" Hearing this, the young woman looked surprised, her voice tinged with astonishment. Although her fame, like Xu Xing’s, had spread throughout the North and South of the River, very few had actually seen her true face.

Next, she made no effort to hide it. With a flick of her Cloud Sleeve across her face, she revealed a countenance of such legendary beauty it was said to make the moon shy away and flowers blush, to make fish sink and wild geese alight.

"Immortal Lady Dai Ji," Xu Xing began, glancing at her and explaining casually, "in the outside world... you and I, Xu Xing, are known as the East Huangzhou Two Walls. Curious as to who could be ranked alongside me, I asked a friend to procure an image of your true appearance..." His current Power and influence within East Huangzhou already placed him among the top twenty. Obtaining intelligence on Dai Ji’s true appearance was a trivial matter for him.

Busy-bodies claimed that he and Dai Ji were the East Huangzhou Two Walls, both having successfully condensed their Nascent Soul and become Dao Lords within 300 years... Although Xu Xing wasn’t overly conceited, he could see at a glance this was the Red Dust Pavilion’s attempt to ride his coattails, manufacturing fame for Dai Ji.

In other words, the East Huangzhou Two Walls? Is Dai Ji even worthy? Worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as me? That was why he’d had the Butian Sect gather intelligence on Dai Ji and look into her true appearance.

"This..." Dai Ji’s expression stiffened; she was unsure how to respond to Xu Xing’s words. She had enough self-awareness to know that Xu Xing’s fame wasn’t merely due to reaching the Nascent Soul realm within 300 years. Xu Xing’s reputation had been forged by slaying three great Demon Repairs of the same realm, twice defeating Heavenly Saint Sect Master Cui Tong, and winning a Sword Duel Zhongtai Daoist...

"Great Master Xu, please don’t take offense. These are merely baseless rumors circulating in the martial world..." Dai Ji forced a smile. As fellow Nascent Soul Daoist Lords, she wasn’t like Hong Wenren, a Frog at the Bottom of the Well, ignorant of the vast disparities that could exist between Dao Lords. Her fame was primarily due to her beauty. Xu Xing, however, had earned his through sheer combat prowess; a casual strike of his Sword could likely injure her severely, if not kill her outright.

"No matter. What’s done is done. I won’t pursue this matter further," Xu Xing said coldly. To so brazenly use his fame was, to put it mildly, a provocation. However, the Red Dust Pavilion was, after all, one of the Higher Teachings; escalating this minor issue and making things too tense was unnecessary. He couldn’t very well kill Dai Ji over such a thing and create another powerful enemy.

"Thank you, Great Master Xu, for your understanding. I am deeply grateful and consider myself indebted to you for this. I will surely repay this favor in the future..." Dai Ji breathed a sigh of relief, a sweet smile gracing her lips as she spoke in a clear, bright voice. "There is one more thing I must inform Great Master Xu about," she began. "The day before yesterday, word came from the Flying Feather Immortal Palace that you... were dead."

What? I... am dead?

This was exactly what Xu Xing had feared most: Chi Yuan taking advantage of his severe injuries to declare him dead, thereby undermining the Butian Sect’s endeavors. That was precisely why he had hastily emerged from seclusion and come to Qiming Kingdom: to make a show of his continued existence and publicize the fact that he was not only alive but had also escaped Chi Yuan’s grasp.

"Then... what of the Cloud Sword Sect...?" Xu Xing asked, his voice tight with tension.