The Madam is Truly Terrifying

At the entrance of the Drunken Flower Pavilion.

Hawkers were shouting, and musicians were playing.

Inside the beaded curtains, snow-white and graceful bodies swayed sensually to the music, their eyes incredibly charming, like alluring treasures.

On the stage, dancers gracefully moved, their waists swaying dramatically. The serving girls, dressed in exquisite and elaborate long skirts, revealed jade-like legs, their beautiful eyes shining as if they were eyeing their prey.

Any man who entered this place would forget his home and not want to leave.

Their faces were filled with foolish smiles, completely captivated.

At this moment, a figure in white robes embroidered with plum blossoms stepped through the door, her face expressionless as she looked at the scene before her.

It was Yu Qinghan, searching for someone.

"A Demonic Array?"

Yu Qinghan's phoenix eyes swept over the invisible aura enveloping the Drunken Flower Pavilion, her delicate face filled with coldness.

This enormous building had been concealed by demons, and any man who entered would be so entranced that he couldn't leave.

Alone sober in a world of drunks.

Yu Qinghan felt exactly like that.

Everywhere she looked, there were scenes of decadence and extravagance, and the stench of demons was disgusting and pervasive.

She stood there at the entrance of the Drunken Flower Pavilion, like a pine tree that had stood for a hundred years, resilient and upright.

Her phoenix eyes were like lightning, and no one dared to meet her gaze.

Her wide, cloud-embroidered robes fluttered in the wind, and strands of hair on her forehead also danced.

As time passed.

Soon, countless eyes were fixed on the entrance, their depths filled with strange expressions.

But Yu Qinghan simply stood there, as if she had become the center of the entire Drunken Flower Pavilion.

"Where is my husband?"

Her red lips parted slightly, and the volume of her magnetic voice was not loud, but it was firm and resolute, exceptionally cold as ice.

A Red Embroidered Lady serving tea chuckled, "Young lady, there are many women who come here every day looking for their husbands, and many leave disappointed. Why don't you take a look at these men and see which one is willing to go back?"

"Isn't that right? Sir~"

As the Red Embroidered Lady spoke, she giggled and asked the man below.

"Hehe, beauty, beauty..."

But the man beneath her had already lost his mind, seemingly no longer conscious, only chuckling foolishly.

Yu Qinghan's expression was calm as water as she walked towards the other party with steady steps, and said lightly:

"The Demonic Array is well-arranged, just as I wished, but next time, don't arrange it."

A look of confusion flashed across the Red Embroidered Lady's face, and her eyes suddenly changed color, wanting to get rid of this woman.

In the next second, with a loud "BOOM!"

The Red Embroidered Lady's body had already flown out, heavily crashing into the wall, spiderweb-like cracks appearing on the wall.

The force of the impact directly broke several wooden tables, and the sound of shattering plates was constantly heard, the fruit platters and roasted meat snacks all falling to the ground.

The Red Embroidered Lady's body landed on the ground, directly transforming into a gray fox.

This scene was witnessed by many of the prostitutes and dancers around, and the atmosphere immediately became very tense.

The entire place fell silent.

In the next instant, their eyes all changed color, their pupils splitting, and they let out sharp roars, a demonstration of power belonging to beasts.

"She's a cultivator, kill her!"

One fox face after another appeared, incredibly hideous and ugly.

One by one, the dancers dropped the foolish men in their arms, their bodies turning into gusts of wind as they charged towards Yu Qinghan.

Looking around, there were more than a dozen of them.

Rings of Demonic Qi assaulted, tightly surrounding Yu Qinghan.

Yet, she wore an indifferent expression.

The crystalline water droplet pendant shimmered slightly.

A halberd, entirely emerald green and with a tip as sharp as frost, enveloped in fish scale-like True Qi, appeared in mid-air, parallel to the ground.

"Clang!"

Yu Qinghan gripped the halberd tightly and thrust it into the ground, creating a deafening sound.

"Boom!"

A monstrous killing intent swept out, spreading from Yu Qinghan as the epicenter.

The surrounding Fox Demons were sent flying upon contact, the terrifying shockwaves they created washing over everything like a storm.

A cycle of Demonic Qi dissipated.

Yu Qinghan didn't even raise her eyelids, saying calmly, "If you call out your leader, perhaps they could exchange blows with me."

"As for you, you are far from qualified."

With those words, an incomparably powerful, dark blue True Qi erupted from her body, enveloping the entire floor.

In an instant, a dragon's roar echoed from within the double-edged halberd.

A blue dragon phantom, tens of feet long, manifested, coiling around the halberd's center.

Then, with a gentle wave, all the demons were pulverized by the True Qi.

Blood mist splattered across the sky, and not a single demon on the entire floor remained standing.

The scene was a complete mess; it could be said that the first floor was almost entirely destroyed.

"Are you really going to be this aggressive?"

On the stairs made of fragrant wood, a foxy woman slowly descended, her voice incredibly cold.

Yu Qinghan said calmly, "What is your purpose in impersonating my husband?"

"You think I kidnapped your husband? So you demolished my building?"

The foxy woman laughed in extreme anger, gnashing her teeth in hatred.

This couple was nothing but trouble.

"Isn't that the case?" Yu Qinghan raised an eyebrow.

"That's no longer important; I just want you dead!"

Seeing that her subordinates were almost all dead, the foxy woman's heart was twisted with rage.

Her Demonic power also erupted suddenly as she charged towards Yu Qinghan.

At the same time, Zhao Huai and the others were slowly approaching the Drunken Flower Pavilion.

"Is this the Drunken Flower Pavilion?"

Lu Wanqiu looked towards the end of the street but didn't sense a trace of Demonic Qi, a look of confusion on her face.

"That's right."

Zhao Huai nodded; with his Destiny as the Demon-Revealing Eye, he couldn't be mistaken.

The Demon-Revealing Eye could track Demonic Qi, guiding him all the way, even if the target fled to the ends of the earth.

Only Lu Wanqiu and Zhao Huai had come on this trip; Yan Jing had not arrived.

Zhao Huai was just a guide; with a Foundation Establishment cultivator leading the way, there shouldn't be too many problems.

Soon, they arrived at the Drunken Flower Pavilion. As soon as Lu Wanqiu reached the entrance and touched the barrier, she realized something was wrong.

"There's actually a demon array here? No wonder I didn't sense the presence of Demonic Qi," Lu Wanqiu realized.

"Demons can also set up arrays?" Zhao Huai also found it strange.

"Not just demons, ghosts can do it too. Things like being walled in by ghosts or getting lost because of ghosts are, to some extent, formations set up by ghosts," Lu Wanqiu explained earnestly.

Zhao Huai nodded, seemingly understanding something.

"I'll be right back, wait for me here."

Lu Wanqiu stepped through the front door and entered the Drunken Flower Pavilion.

She had also changed her clothes, no longer looking as tattered as before, but still wearing that embroidered green, slit-legged dress.

Zhao Huai watched her back, not intending to go in.

Instead, he stood on the ground, gazing up at the pavilion.

Suddenly, Zhao Huai witnessed an astonishing scene.

In the dark night sky, a slender figure wielding a long halberd streaked across the sky, instantly obliterating a mass of black Demonic Qi. It was truly terrifying.

"This figure looks so familiar."

Zhao Huai felt like he had definitely seen this figure somewhere before.