Shi Lan paused for a moment, greatly fascinated by the amount of liquid this woman had spewed from between her legs. It was as though she had never released the swelling ocean within her in her entire life.

Sui Rong also stared down between her legs, her eyes wide and overwhelmed with shame. Her cheeks burned hot and red, and she could not bring herself to look at Shi Lan, the man she had just peed in front of.

She turned her face away in humiliation, though her legs still twitched slightly.

’How could I... how could I let out this intense pee from a man’s touch? This is the height of shamelessness.’

Sui Rong had never experienced such a thing in her life. She had heard of women possessing a hidden wellspring within them, and that when they tasted the profound enlightenment of pleasure, they could break open that wellspring. But those were merely tales — stories of peaks that mortals like them could never dream of reaching, because no ordinary man could achieve such heights unless he was a dual cultivator.

Dual cultivators had only begun to appear ten years ago, after the destruction of the Heaven-Defying Demon. More sects had begun to rise, slowly embracing this new and fruitful method of cultivation that was discovered thanks to the Heaven-Defying Demon.

Yet they were far inexperienced compared to the legends of the Heaven-Defying Demon. Even the current Matriarch of the Peach Blossom Sect — who had once been a student of the Heaven-Defying Demon — had personally told her this.

No one could ever compare to him.

Yet this man was here, making her feel a thousand different sensations at once — her mind incapable of processing any of them, while her body experienced every single one of them in multiplied waves.

But Shi Lan was not done with her.

His two fingers hovered above her clothes for a moment, giving her a brief pause. Then he grasped the needle at its center and gently withdrew it, causing Madam Sui Rong to release another shameful moan.

The peaks of her breasts strained against the purple fabric of her qipao, as though they might tear through it.

Madam Sui Rong continued to let out vulgar moans, her hands twitching from the abrupt sensation as Shi Lan removed the needle. Then he pressed his index finger to the very spot where the needle had been, and at that moment Madam Sui Rong lifted her lower body as another fountain of liquid burst from beneath her.

Her entire body twitched and trembled as the water spilled forth, splattering a displeasing map across the wall of Chang’e’s room.

Her legs shook violently before she collapsed onto the bed, her limbs spread awkwardly as if they had lost all strength. She could not move, and her entire body had become so sensitive that even the gentle breeze brushing against her skin stirred another wave of desire within her.

Most importantly, the ache that had lodged itself in her chest — like a heavy stone refusing to sink into her stomach — had completely disappeared.

She felt as though she had visited heaven... and desperately wanted to return there.

She turned to look at Shi Lan.

’A hundred copper coins... that is nothing. I would give ten silver coins to experience that world again!’

One silver coin equaled a hundred copper coins, meaning Sui Rong was now willing to pay ten times the amount Wei Shi Lan had originally mentioned if it meant she could enter that peerless world once more.

She turned toward Shi Lan, her face flushed with embarrassment.

"Young man... if you would do another round, I am willing to pay you ten silver coins."

Shi Lan stepped away from her and carefully placed the needles back into their box before turning his cold gaze toward her.

For a moment, the atmosphere grew chillingly silent, and Sui Rong held her breath as she awaited his response.

"I will only accept your silver coins if you agree to do two things for me."

Sui Rong pushed herself up with a trembling body. She tried to frown, but the expression only made her look pitiful, her body still tormented by lingering waves of sensation simply from standing near a capable man.

"Do you know what ten silver coins is? That is one thousand copper coins — enough for an entire family to live without hunger for a whole year. And that is still not enough for you?"

Truthfully, Sui Rong had expected him to go mad at the mention of that amount. She had thought he would be shocked. Yet Shi Lan treated it as though the sum were trivial, even giving her conditions as if he were doing her a favor.

Well, in this case... he was. She was the one who desperately needed his service.

’This man is a devious businessman.’

She answered in a resigned voice.

"What are your requests?"

She paused and shot Shi Lan a threatening glare.

"I will fulfill nothing absurd."

Shi Lan raised one finger.

"You will inform five of your friends. When I say friends, I mean the idle wives you gossip with in your manor. Tell them about my service — and that I am offering it for a hundred silver coins."

Sui Rong’s face paled.

"Young man, restrain your greed!"

There truly was a limit to how greedy one could be, yet this young man seemed completely unaware of such limits.

Shi Lan merely smiled like a courteous gentleman.

"Of course, since the price is increasing so unreasonably, my service will naturally improve as well. It is up to you to convince them to patronize my business. If you manage to do so, I am willing to give you a special service for free."

Sui Rong’s eyes darted around as she considered Shi Lan’s outrageous proposal.

Even for her, convincing her friends to spend one hundred silver coins would be difficult. She could not imagine how it would be possible.

But at the same time... this special service Shi Lan mentioned...

She was undeniably curious about it.

That curiosity made it difficult for her to refuse the offer, even though she wanted to.

She bit her lip before looking back at Shi Lan.

"Fine then... what is the second request?"

"I need access to your private room."