Staying Overnight at Flower Language Pavilion

Ghost Alley Black Market, Wu Wen Tower.

An hour later, Chen Heng strolled out of the largest stone house.

He had successfully sold off those Luo Family robes, earning three hundred low-grade Spirit Stones. For a Rogue Cultivator, this was undoubtedly a massive income.

But in order to purchase the Water-Fire Jade Belt, the Quenching Fire Water-Moistening Body Tempering Art, the Ice-Fire Lotus seeds, and that nameless fragment of jade that might have come from the same source as the mysterious broken jade in his possession—

He had paid Wu Wen Tower a full two thousand low-grade Spirit Stones as a deposit.

Fortunately, the two sides had signed a relevant Spirit Contract, so Chen Heng was not worried that this batch of Spirit Stones would vanish like mud cows entering the sea.

Besides, it had all been a special gift from Young Master Luo and the others. Even if Wu Wen Tower breached the agreement, he would not feel too heartbroken.

However, this incident made Chen Heng understand why, among the indispensable wealth, companions, methods, and land of the path of cultivation, "wealth" stood first.

He had merely gone on a simple spending spree, yet he had already spent five thousand Spirit Stones.

It was simply unimaginable!

And that was only because he had considered that the Water-Fire Counter-Surge and the Crimson-Azure Carp Jade were of no immediate benefit to his cultivation, so he had not paid to purchase them.

Otherwise, he might have spent even more Spirit Stones on this trip.

With that thought, Chen Heng no longer wished to remain at the Ghost Alley Black Market and drifted away at once.

The various concealment measures here were thoroughly arranged, so he did not attract the covetous attention of anyone with ulterior motives. He returned to Jade Spring Artifact Pavilion without incident.

Although, on the way back, he had exchanged a little tugging and teasing with a beautiful female cultivator wearing a hooded cloak, there would certainly be no follow-up.

Having lived two lives, Chen Heng saw matters between men and women very clearly.

If it was merely the joy of fish and water, then naturally it could be indulged in freely.

But which of those female cultivators in hooded cloaks did not know dual cultivation secret arts or bedroom techniques? One absolutely had to be careful.

With the slightest carelessness, one's own cultivation might become another person's wedding dress.

As the saying went, when traveling abroad, the crotch of one's trousers could be tight or loose, but one had to grasp the proper measure.

In the blink of an eye, several days passed in a blur.

The Luo Family robes Chen Heng had sold through Wu Wen Tower in the Ghost Alley Black Market had not caused the slightest ripple. It seemed Wu Wen Tower's reputation was indeed quite reliable.

It appeared that the gifts Young Master Luo and the others had given him would not go down the drain.

Having lived two lives, he knew clearly in his heart that no world was simply black or white. Rather, it was an exquisite shade of gray.

Black contained white, and white contained black. That was the norm.

Moreover, Chen Heng did not believe that the several Foundation Establishment Ancestors stationed in Southern Foothills Market for so long were unaware of the Ghost Alley Black Market right beneath their noses.

They were merely keeping one eye open and one eye shut.

Since nothing had happened, Chen Heng naturally made no further changes. Every day, he did nothing more than meditate and cultivate, study spells, refine artifacts...

He spent a peaceful yet fulfilling stretch of time.

In his previous life on Blue Star, every day had either been spent working like an ox or horse, or staying up late working overtime like a corporate beast. On the rare occasions he had free time, he was either catching up on sleep or playing games and reading novels.

When had he ever truly lived for himself!?

Now that he had embarked upon the path of cultivation and gained the chance to pursue longevity and carefree freedom, Chen Heng, having lived two lives, was finally truly living for himself.

Another two days passed.

Wen Ning, this mature young married woman, finally mastered the Gui Water Vitality Cultivation Art.

With restrained grace, she invited Chen Heng to visit the cave dwelling she had rented, tactfully indicating that she had already broken through to the seventh level of Qi Refinement, had recovered from her injuries, and was fully prepared in both body and mind...

Thus.

Early the next morning, Chen Heng carefully tidied himself up and gladly went to keep the appointment.

The cave dwelling Wen Ning rented was located in the southern district. It was a slight distance from the Chen Family's Jade Spring Artifact Pavilion, but to a Qi Refinement cultivator, it was only a few steps away.

Especially since Chen Heng was going to answer the invitation of a mature young married woman, his pace unconsciously quickened even further.

Southern Foothills Market remained as desolate as ever.

Although shops lined both sides of the streets, with spirit herbs, magical artifacts, talismans, and other goods dazzling the eye, few cultivators came and went.

Chen Jingqing walked along the broad streets of the market, his mood exceptionally cheerful.

In an instant, Chen Heng arrived at a secluded cave dwelling in the market's southern district, upon which was written: [Flower Language Pavilion].

The cave dwelling was tightly shut, but he did not mind in the slightest. He merely squeezed a transmission jade talisman.

At once, the cave dwelling's gates opened soundlessly on their own.

Chen Heng slowly entered Flower Language Pavilion, leisurely admiring the furnishings and layout of the cave dwelling.

The cave dwelling was not large, but its courtyard held clear emerald waves, jade bricks and vermilion tiles, empty windows and tranquil rooms arranged in orderly layers. Spirit springs murmured, vegetation flourished, and a hundred flowers bloomed. Every step revealed a new scene.

Passing through the courtyard, Chen Heng arrived at a bamboo pavilion beside the water.

Within the pavilion, Wen Ning, the mature young married woman, was watching flowers by the water. She appeared languidly at ease, relaxed and unhurried.

Her long hair cascaded like a waterfall, accentuating the tight curve of her waist without diminishing her lush beauty. She was indescribably captivating.

She wore an exquisite black satin dress, making her snow-white, smooth skin appear all the more lustrous.

The mature young married woman casually hooked the loose strands by her cheek behind her ear. Her slightly wide black satin cloud sleeves slipped to her elbows, revealing half of her long, fair, jade-like arms.

Clearly, Wen Ning had dressed herself with great care.

As the saying went: a woman adorns herself for the one who delights her!

At this moment, Chen Heng's undisguised burning gaze quickly caught Wen Ning's attention.

The woman in the pavilion slowly raised her head, revealing a radiant, bewitching peach-blossom jade face. Smiling sweetly, she said in a tender voice, "I did not expect Young Master to come so early."

"I thought you would not come to my Flower Language Pavilion until at least evening."

Wen Ning spoke the truth. In her eyes, even if Chen Heng had reached the age when young men admired beauty, he ought to have shown at least a little restraint.

But she had never expected this descendant of a Foundation Establishment Aristocratic Clan to arrive for their appointment first thing in the morning.

Still, Wen Ning felt a trace of secret delight at this.

It proved that her personal charm was quite impressive.

Hearing this, even Chen Heng, despite having lived two lives, could not help blushing. He could only offer a polite yet awkward smile and change the subject. "Wen Ning, your cave dwelling is arranged quite nicely."

With a soft snort of laughter!

Wen Ning laughed without concealing it. Her young master was not very good at changing the subject. How was that any different from asking, "How is the weather today?"

Her cherry lips parted as she said, "Then, Young Master, would you be willing to enter with me and have a look? The furnishings inside are also quite nice."

Her cloyingly sweet voice carried the charm of a mature young married woman, though her face wore a shy expression.

Chen Heng gave a quiet hum without blushing or his heart skipping a beat.

Hearing this, the mature young married woman softly said, "Then come inside and sit for a while."

Chen Heng nodded slightly and softly replied, "Sit for a while, then do it for a while."

The mature young married woman immediately stepped forward to lead the way. The two then passed through the front courtyard in silence, heading toward the rear court.

Wen Ning kept her gaze straight ahead as she opened the formation restrictions of the rear court.

She did not dare look into Chen Heng's eyes and hurried into the room.

Chen Heng, meanwhile, casually examined the furnishings and layout of Flower Language Pavilion's rear court.

The rear court was not large, containing only two rooms and a hall: a reception hall, a quiet cultivation chamber, and a talisman-making room.

Yet its interior furnishings and arrangement were exceptionally refined and elegant.

Chen Heng nodded in satisfaction. All these places could become his battlefield later...

Seeing this, Wen Ning's face reddened slightly. She took out a bottle of spirit wine prepared long ago, poured a small cup, and handed it to Chen Heng. "This wine is clear and sweet. Young Master, have a taste."

The two then took their seats and began drinking wine and discussing the Dao.

They spoke of their respective cultivation, amusing stories and anecdotes from the market, and the Five Great True Persons of the Southern Profound Domain.

They spoke of everything.

As their conversation grew livelier, the two drank quite a bit of spirit wine.

What followed came as naturally as water flowing into a channel.

When passion ran deep, the passage welcomed the path.

From morning until noon, from noon until afternoon, from afternoon until evening.

Wen Ning's day was incomparably fulfilling.

And women who cultivated the Kui Water Vitality Cultivation Art not only possessed abundant primordial yin, but were also exceedingly moist. Chen Heng was thoroughly satisfied with this.

Thus.

In order to raise his cultivation realm.

Chen Heng stayed overnight at Flower Language Pavilion, day after day after day.

Until several days later, when the Ghost Alley Black Market opened once more...