Sun and Moon
One tael of silver in ' Great Long ' is enough for a middle-class family to live comfortably for two months. For farmers, if they are frugal, it is enough for a family of four to live for a year.
Inside the ' Golden Branch Pavilion ', one can only buy a pot of tea, four plates of exquisite pastries, and four plates of melons and fruits.
"There are so many people tonight!"
Daqing grabbed a pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, his eyes fixed on the scantily clad, slender girls inside the building, wishing he could stick to them.
Looking at the rest of the people, they were mostly the same; their eyes were like those of hungry wolves, gleaming with a green light. But they only looked; not a single person uttered a taunt.
At this moment, the many thugs and ruffians were as obedient as lapdogs, only daring to drool but not daring to utter a single bark.
As the number one brothel in Bei'an Prefecture City, Golden Branch Pavilion naturally has a powerful background. It is not a place where ruffians like them can run wild. If they dare to cause trouble here, their corpses will be found in some stinking ditch in a few days.
'They really are bullies who prey on the weak!'
Fang Yu thought to himself, picked up his teacup, took a slow sip, and looked at the high platform in the center of the building.
It's still early, so the grand finale of tonight's official unveiling, ' Exquisite Jade, ' won't be appearing now. Instead, there are some girls warming up the crowd on the platform.
There were dancers and singers here, and all the girls were very attractive.
Soon, a young woman went down, and an old storyteller walked onto the stage, slamming his gavel in a booming voice:
"With one palm, the Great Wilderness is grasped; the emperor bestows fiefdoms upon the eight wastelands; the Master cleaves the land into kingship; the great sect establishes its own power."
The Northern Long Vein inherits the orthodox tradition; the light of Southern Chan Buddhism shines over the Southern Borderlands; the Hui Barbarians people of Fujian are laid out like a chessboard; the Master sits in command, also reigning supreme.
Dear readers, listen to this—the winds of change are rising in the Great Wilderness ...
Upon hearing the opening poem, Fang Yu's heart stirred slightly.
This old storyteller has amazing skills. He can hear everything clearly even though he's sitting so far away; that's something no ordinary person could do. He must have some kind of special ability.
However, judging from his thin figure, if he doesn't practice special skills, then he must have already passed the stage of strengthening his muscles and bones and is a master of the Sixth Grade or above who can control his posture.
"Dear readers, last time we discussed the grand scheme of the Great Wilderness. Today, we will focus on the Northern Long- Rising Land, where did its glorious three-hundred-year foundation originate?"
It was precisely that chaotic era of bloodshed and the emergence of heroes that...
Three hundred years ago, the emperor of the Great Wilderness lost his virtue, his tyranny was like a tiger, and he cruelly oppressed the people. Moreover, in the land of Northern Long, demonic energy was rampant.
There were eight great demon kings who entrenched themselves in the mountains and rivers, absorbing the earth's veins and devouring living souls, regarding humans as pigs, sheep, and ants.
The northern lands were littered with corpses, filled with resentment; the sun and moon were obscured, and life was utterly devastated.
However, fate is ever-present. In this darkest hour, from the wilderness of Northern Long, emerged a hero of extraordinary stature—Emperor Xiao Riyue.
Grand Ancestor Xiao was born with extraordinary abilities and harbored great ambitions. Seeing his homeland fall into ruin, his compatriots slaughtered, and the tyrannical rule of the Great Wilderness like shackles and chains, how could he tolerate it any longer?
Enraged, he drew his three-foot sword, gathered righteous men from all directions, and with his mortal body, roared a deafening rage at the eight great demons and the corrupt Great Wilderness— "They've rebelled!"
This rebellion lasted for thirty-one years. Thirty-one years of blood-stained battle robes, thirty-one years of traversing mountains of corpses...
Grand Ancestor Xiao always led from the front, honing his skills on the brink of death with each charge. His martial arts were tempered in blood and fire, and sublimated in despair and resistance.
Those eight demon kings were all incredibly ferocious and possessed extraordinary Divine Ability powers...
He fought Black Mountain, cleaved demon skulls with his blade, battled demonic dragons, severed rivers with his sword, captured the Golden Roc, and was reborn from the ashes... He slew the eight great demon kings who plagued the Northern Long one by one with his sword.
Grand Ancestor Xiao fought amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood, comprehending the Dao in dire straits. Finally, at the end of this world of iron and blood, he broke through the barrier between life and death, reaching the pinnacle of martial arts—achieving the Supreme Grandmaster.
His cultivation was so profound that it reached the heavens and the earth, truly giving him the power to stabilize the world and reshape its landscape.
Sweeping away the evil influences and eradicating tyranny, Grand Ancestor Xiao, with his unparalleled power, united the heroes of Northern Long and finally established the glorious Great Long Dynasty on this land that had endured so much suffering.
He established his capital at Long City, expanded the territory, implemented benevolent policies, and brought peace and prosperity to the people.
From then on, Northern Long- taki had this foundation of three hundred years of peace and prosperity, and thus became the rightful ruler of this Great Wilderness wilderness!
"Good..."
The storyteller left the stage amidst cheers and applause, replaced by a group of beautiful women who began to play melodious music.
Fang Yu watched the storyteller's retreating figure, pondering the eight demon kings in his heart.
In the Great Wilderness wilderness, martial artists who wish to advance in their cultivation levels inevitably need the meat of various Demon Beast. This is especially true for advanced martial arts techniques, which often require specific types of Demon Beast meat to practice. For example, some of the Eight Great Aristocratic Clans of Great Long have existed for over a thousand years.
The core reason why these ancient Aristocratic Clan have been able to pass down their traditions for thousands of years is that they have always been able to ensure that there are Second Grade Grandmaster in their Lineage Lineage. As for why they can do this, it is naturally because each ancient Aristocratic Clan has a unique top-level martial Cultivation Method and a corresponding Demon Beast meat, or rather, monster king meat is more appropriate.
Or rather, the demon king's flesh is the core resource that ensures the continuous succession of martial arts masters.
The "Leopard Fist" he is currently practicing is just the most common martial art in the army, and he can only reach the Seventh Grade at most. If he wants to improve further in the future, he will have to switch to other martial arts.
However, high-level kung fu is not like ' Leopard Fist ' which anyone can learn. It has a lineage, and most of it is passed down only within the bloodline. If he wants to learn it, he needs to plan carefully and find an opportunity.
Watching the beautiful women dance and sing, time always flies by, and before you know it, it's time for tonight's main character, ' Exquisite Jade, ' to make her appearance.
"The sword cleaves the eight wastelands, blood stains the frost; the Xiao Ming through thirty years of fading light..."
As the piano music played, a sound as clear as a flowing spring resonated throughout every corner of the building, instantly silencing all the chirping and taunting.
Fang Yu paused slightly, holding his teacup. 'That voice is fucking beautiful!'
His gaze then fell upon the high platform.
As the melodious music intensified, a figure, like a fairy under the moon, quietly appeared in the hazy light and shadow.
She wore an elegant white tulle dress, the flowing skirt accentuating her beautiful figure.
Fang Yu stared wide-eyed at her exquisite, almost perfect profile.
'That girl is fucking beautiful!'
Is this Exquisite Jade? Three thousand taels of silver for her grooming fee is really not expensive!
Fang Yu was somewhat tempted, and subconsciously touched the silver notes in his pocket. His heartbeat gradually calmed down.
If you have no money in your pocket, it's no use being tempted.
Although this Exquisite Jade has been renovated and is now officially open for business, the price for one night is still exorbitant.
A price of one thousand taels of silver per night is beyond his current means.
Fang Yu licked his lips and thought to himself:
'We still need to make money!'