Eternal Life from Taking Care of Master's Wife-Chapter 237 - 60: Final Battle at Bai Yujing
If there are influential figures, that’s a different story.
For instance, with just a word from Huangfu Yueyao, courtesans like Qing’e Fairy would compete to serve Zhou Chen.
"You’re here to listen to Yu Jiao Fairy perform too, right? Why aren’t you grabbing a seat?"
The middle-aged scholar asked curiously.
"Didn’t you also hold back?"
Zhou Chen retorted.
"Haha, do I need to fight for a seat?"
The middle-aged scholar shook his head with a smile and took out a token:
"I have a private room!"
Zhou Chen glanced and saw it was a Black Iron Token for an Outer Sect Steward of the Infinite Sword Sect, the lowest grade token.
This indicated the middle-aged scholar was at most a Servant Disciple of the sect before.
If he were an Outer Disciple.
He’d at least have the second-grade Silver Steward Token.
"I find you quite interesting, let me invite you to my private room!"
The middle-aged scholar sized up Zhou Chen and said.
Zhou Chen used his Spiritual Power, and although his appearance didn’t change, in the scholar’s eyes, he looked like an ordinary young man.
"No need!"
Zhou Chen shook his head. Why would he need a Black Iron-level Outer Steward’s private room?
"What a pity, you probably won’t find a spot to see Yu Jiao Fairy perform!"
The middle-aged scholar said regretfully, without insisting, and headed to his private room.
Soon.
The twelfth floor was abuzz with excitement.
"Yu Jiao Fairy is out!"
"Yu Jiao Fairy is so beautiful!"
"Truly a celestial being descended to the mortal world!"
Countless admirers shouted with excitement, their faces flushed.
Zhou Chen looked up, feeling speechless.
Yu Jiao Fairy still had a veil covering her face.
Yet even so, the half of her face that was visible was stunningly beautiful.
Yu Jiao Fairy appeared only momentarily, showing her face before retreating behind a screen to perform, leaving only a silhouette visible to the audience!
Exuding elegance.
Yet the more it was like this, the higher her popularity soared.
What one cannot have always causes a stir.
However, those in the VIP rooms could still see Yu Jiao Fairy.
After all, everyone here was either wealthy or noble.
If they couldn’t even see her, wouldn’t they be up in arms?
"Being able to kiss her once would be worth dying for!"
The middle-aged scholar’s private room was at the bottom, allowing him to barely see Yu Jiao Fairy.
His eyes were alight, as he looked upward, his heart ardent.
But he understood that even when Yu Jiao Fairy was no longer valuable and ready for marriage, he likely wouldn’t be able to compete for her first night!
Thunk!
Accompanied by a melodious tune, a clear and captivating singing voice flowed from Yu Jiao Fairy’s rosy lips:
"Perched on the perilous tower, the wind softly blows; gazing to the limit, filled with spring sorrow,...
The once lively twelfth floor became silent as the grave.
Countless people stared in fascination, ears perked, entranced and intoxicated.
Suddenly.
The middle-aged scholar noticed that a man appeared next to Yu Jiao Fairy.
"It’s him!"
Seeing Zhou Chen, the middle-aged scholar’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Yu Jiao Fairy, possessing Divine Power Realm, naturally sensed the visitor, but she remained unconcerned and continued to perform.
Bai Yujing had powerful protectors stationed there.
Zhou Chen’s presence here indicated he had an extraordinary status.
Zhou Chen used only a simple Illusion Technique that a Primordial Pill Realm could easily see through.
So even though Zhou Chen came in unannounced, no one stopped him.
His face was his pass.
"The Saint Heir is here!" 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂
The powerful protector stationed at Bai Yujing was an Outer Elder in the Divine Skill Realm, but he usually didn’t involve himself in minor matters, leaving them to two stewards in the Divine Seed Realm and thirty-six in the Primordial Pill Realm to maintain daily order.
But Zhou Chen’s appearance immediately alerted him.
He promptly instructed his subordinates not to disturb the Saint Heir’s refined enjoyment, to pretend not knowing Zhou Chen had arrived.
Since Zhou Chen had simply disguised himself, they dared not unmask him.
Zhou Chen sat down beside Yu Jiao Fairy, lifting the Illusion Technique.
In an instant.
Yu Jiao Fairy trembled, the strings of her instrument nearly snapping.
The Saint Heir had come!
And to see her!
Yu Jiao Fairy felt both nervous and excited, as if her blood were set aflame.
"Continue, just pretend I’m not here!"
Zhou Chen raised a hand to hold down Yu Jiao Fairy’s fragrant shoulder, stopping her from standing to salute, and smiled:
"Let’s talk after your performance, we shouldn’t disrupt others’ refined enjoyment, right?"
Yu Jiao Fairy nodded slightly and continued to perform.
"Your goddess is about to become shaped by me."
Inhaling the fragrant aroma from Yu Jiao Fairy, Zhou Chen’s eyes swept over the fervent admirers below.
Their unattainable, divine Yu Jiao Fairy, only to be viewed from afar with reverence.
The bicycle they hoist onto their shoulder but can’t bear to ride.
He would rise to pedal it!
And the middle-aged scholar in the lowest private room, seeing Zhou Chen’s true form, couldn’t help but widen his eyes, his body trembling like a sieve:
"He...he’s actually His Highness the Holy Son!?"
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