The Same Type of Great Dao as Me?

"Glazed Palace has never said that spending a certain amount of spirit stones would entitle anyone to sleep with our female cultivators. If Young Master Zhao leaves now, he will still be an honored guest of Glazed Palace. But if you insist on this, bear the consequences yourself."

Lady Liuli spoke in an icy tone.

Tang Yu had told her long ago that a woman was most valuable when no one had managed to sleep with her, so the female cultivators of Glazed Palace were now almost never given the chance to be slept with.

Keeping them hungry was the quickest way to make money, because it made everyone feel that they had a chance.

As for sleeping with her and her daughter? Did he deserve it?

She and her daughter had long since taken Tang Yu's shape!

Young Master Zhao's face darkened as he pulled out an ancient treasure-grade jade axe.

The jade axe was covered in densely packed restrictions and exuded wisps of black aura. A chilling cold rushed at everyone's faces, and for a moment, they seemed to hear a dragon's roar.

Before Young Master Zhao could strike with this exceptionally high-grade ancient treasure.

Tang Yu had already teleported several meters away from him and said with a smile.

"Friend, there's no such thing as forcing a sale in business, is there?"

"And what the hell are you?"

Young Master Zhao shot Tang Yu a glance, his eyes filled with utter contempt.

As a former villain himself, Tang Yu understood his way of thinking all too well. This was also the standard idiotic character setting of most villains.

They had strength, powerful families, and arrogant personalities.

Then one day, they ran into a Son of Luck and got themselves killed for free. Their families would then send