On this day, Lin Mo chose to stay at the inn.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to go out—it was just that the system notifications were simply too overwhelming.
[Ding! Detected someone feeling regret because of the host. Regret points +8]
[Ding! Detected someone feeling regret because of the host. Regret points +16]
…
Yep, just like that.
Though each notification didn’t bring in a large number of regret points, the sheer frequency was terrifying.
Every few seconds, a new alert would chime in.
It wasn’t until nightfall that the notifications finally started to slow down.
Host: Lin Mo
Bloodline: Human
Physique: Sword Heart Clarity
Aptitude: Sword Spiritual Root
Cultivation Level: Late Foundation Establishment
Techniques:
- Profound-Grade Upper Technique: Lingqing Art (Fourth Layer)
- Profound-Grade Middle Technique: Rejuvenation Art (Fourth Layer)
- Profound-Grade Lower Technique: Three Thousand Sword Arts (Fifth Layer)
- Yellow-Grade Middle Technique: Golden Light Barrier (Seventh Layer)
Skills:
- Cooking: 5.1
- Farming: 1.3
- Formation Mastery: 7.2
- Music: 7.4
- Alchemy: 1.6
- Chess: 1.8
…
Regret Points: 34,160
From yesterday until now, his regret points had increased by nearly thirty thousand.
Lin Mo didn’t even need to guess—something must have gone terribly wrong with the spirit fields at Qingzhu Peak.
But… what did that have to do with him?
After freshening up, Lin Mo picked up the Liuli Sword and stepped out.
At that moment, the Liuli Sword’s spirit suddenly spoke.
“Actually… I have a question for you.”
“If you have something to ask, just ask.”
“I can sense it… You’re not the same as before.”
As a sword spirit, it could naturally detect the changes in Lin Mo’s sword aptitude.
At first, it had sensed Lin Mo’s exceptional sword physique—otherwise, it wouldn’t have bothered speaking to him.
But now, Lin Mo’s entire spiritual root had clearly shifted toward the sword.
“You mean my spiritual root, don’t you?”
The sword spirit hesitated.
Lin Mo chuckled. “Little Sword Spirit, have you ever heard this saying?”
“What saying?”
“When a person starts taking an interest in someone else, they’re already on the path to being conquered.”
The Liuli Sword spirit scoffed.
As if it would ever be conquered by someone with such an awful personality!
There was no way it would ever take interest in this vile man.
“I… I’m not even a person!”
Lin Mo nearly stumbled, momentarily at a loss for words.
As soon as he stepped outside, a few of his junior martial sisters were already waiting for him.
Xia He immediately glared at him.
“You took forever! The sky’s already dark, and you’re only coming out now!”
“You seem quite eager,” Lin Mo chuckled. “Do you even know what kind of place Jiangyue Tower is?”
“Of course, I do! Isn’t it a place where men drink, enjoy entertainment, and showcase their talents?” Xia He said expectantly, clearly looking forward to it.
Lin Mo shot her a look as if she were an idiot.
The other junior martial sisters wore the same expectant expressions as Xia He.
It seemed they truly had no idea that Jiangyue Tower was a brothel.
He had no intention of exposing the truth just yet. Instead, he simply led the group of cross-dressing junior martial sisters toward their destination.
Jiangyue Tower was built by the lakeside, its entire pavilion adorned with glowing lanterns, making it stand out as the brightest location in the area.
“So many people!” Qu Ruyan marveled, her eyes darting around curiously like an excited child.
Meanwhile, Xia He had noticed something peculiar.
“Why are the women inside the pavilion acting so shamelessly? They’re throwing themselves at the men!”
Lin Mo offered a casual explanation. “It’s called welcoming guests. Ever heard of it?”
Xia He’s gaze shifted toward the entrance, where a young man had just stepped in. Without hesitation, he casually pulled a scantily clad woman into his embrace, even giving her a playful slap on the rear.
The woman didn’t resist. On the contrary, she blushed shyly.
And this kind of scene was happening all over the place.
Xia He frowned, sensing that something wasn’t right—but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. She had no choice but to follow Lin Mo inside.
No sooner had they stepped through the doors than a swarm of women rushed toward them, their eyes gleaming as if they had just spotted treasure.
“Oh my, such handsome young masters! And all fresh faces! Are you here for the Talented Scholars’ Gathering tonight?”
A woman in a red dress, lazily fanning herself, sidled up next to Xia He and pressed her entire body against her.
“Uh…” Xia He stiffened, standing as straight as a board, utterly unsure of what to do.
She had never encountered such an overly enthusiastic woman before.
And more importantly, she herself was a woman! Being treated this way by another woman made her even more flustered.
On the other hand, Qu Ruyan was the complete opposite.
She paid no mind to the scene around her and was instead happily munching on the food provided by the establishment.
Her astonishing appetite left the women attending her utterly dumbfounded.
Meanwhile, Xie Zhi’an stood protectively in front of his younger sister, Xie Zhiqu, his sharp gaze filled with murderous intent. Any woman who had initially approached them quickly reconsidered and backed away in fear.
As for Lin Mo, he remained utterly unfazed—his arms already draped around two women, looking completely at ease.
He wasn’t a saint, after all. Since he was already at a brothel, why not enjoy himself?
Xia He soon took notice of him.
“How can you act like this?!”
Lin Mo raised an eyebrow. “What exactly am I doing?”
“You think it’s fine to casually hold two women you don’t even know in your arms?” she scolded.
“Who said I don’t know them?” Lin Mo smirked. “The one on my left is Xiao Hua, and the one on my right is Xiao Yu.”
As he spoke, he deliberately nuzzled against the two women’s chests.
Xia He’s face turned bright red. “Lin Mo! You’re a cultivator—how can you be so shameless?!”
Lin Mo shrugged nonchalantly. “A cultivator should follow their heart. What’s wrong with that? Besides, this is a matter of mutual consent. Do you have a problem with that?”
To emphasize his point, he turned to the two women in his arms.
Both of them shyly confirmed their willingness.
Lin Mo spread his hands. “See? If you’re jealous, you can always get closer to the girls around you.”
The woman beside Xia He immediately caught on and leaned in.
“Young Master, if you’d like, I wouldn’t mind getting a little closer to you, just like him~”
Xia He’s face was burning now. Lin Mo clearly knew her true identity—he was doing this on purpose just to tease her!
Fuming, she pushed the woman away and stormed off to join Xie Zhi’an’s group.
In the grand halls of Jiangyue Tower, only three individuals seemed completely out of place.
Oh, wait—make that four, including Qu Ruyan, who was still devouring food like a bottomless pit.
Suddenly, a middle-aged woman, dressed in the attire of a brothel madam, stepped onto the stage erected in the hall.
“Young masters, there is one incense stick’s time left before the Talent Gathering begins!”
“The event will be personally hosted by the Mistress of Jiangyue Tower!”
The moment she made this announcement, the entire hall erupted into cheers.
The uproar was so deafening that it almost shook the rafters.
Lin Mo was bewildered—just who was this woman that could drive these men into such a frenzy?
And it wasn’t just ordinary people. Many of those present were cultivators.
Some of them were so powerful that Lin Mo couldn’t even gauge their cultivation levels—meaning they were at least in the Golden Core realm or higher.
The incense burned down quickly, and soon, the Mistress of Jiangyue Tower appeared.
In that instant, the entire pavilion fell silent.
Lin Mo finally laid eyes on her true appearance—
And at last, he understood why these men were utterly captivated.
