Tian Yuan

Chapter 2149: City Closure, Brothel

There are still many holy soldiers in this world, but flying holy soldiers are extremely rare.

The place is not very big and there is no demand for this.

Moreover, judging from the aura emanating from this flying boat, it is not an ordinary grade holy weapon.

Songmang was stunned and lost the ability to think for a moment.

His natal treasure was only a low-grade holy weapon, which he obtained with great difficulty.

"Who are they?"

Suddenly, Song Mang turned around and looked at Chen Qingyuan. The sense of awe was surging, filling every corner of his heart and soul.

Originally, Chen Qingyuan had intended to keep a low profile, but the situation in this realm was a bit dire. Coming here and knowing the plight of the human race, he naturally couldn't just sit back and watch.

Many times, Chen Qingyuan wanted to keep a low profile. However, the actual situation was just the opposite.

"Stop being in a daze and come up."

Chen Qingyuan and Chu Mo were already standing on the jade-white flying boat, while Song Mang was still standing there in a daze, his thoughts complicated and difficult to calm down.

Hearing Chen Qingyuan's urging, Song Mang woke up as if from a dream. He tried hard to control his emotions and quickly boarded the flying boat.

Inside the flying boat, Song Mang didn't dare to move around freely. He looked like a child from the mountains entering a bustling city for the first time, cautious and reserved.

"sit."

Chen Qingyuan pointed to an empty seat and told Song Mang to relax and not be so nervous.

"Thank you, sir."

Song Mang couldn't see through Chen Qingyuan's cultivation level and age, but judging from his appearance, he should be relatively young, so it was not wrong to call him "Young Master".

Through this flying boat, Song Mang became even more convinced that Chen Qingyuan was an extraordinary person and must not be offended and must be treated well.

He thought to himself that this might be his only chance for revenge in this life.

Not to mention leading Chen Qingyuan, even if it meant being his slave, he wouldn't hesitate at all.

If the creatures of all races living in the myriad worlds of China knew what Song Mang was thinking, they would surely sneer at him and ask, "Do you have the qualifications to be a slave to the Lord?"

Whenever Chen Qingyuan wanted to recruit slaves, countless people would be tempted. Even the top masters at the seventh or eighth step of the Divine Bridge would have to wait in line.

Even many quasi-emperors were willing to put aside their so-called dignity just to be able to stay by Chen Qingyuan's side forever.

"Please help yourself to the tea and cakes on the table."

Chen Qingyuan mentioned it so that the other party would not be afraid to eat it.

"Yes."

Song Mang discovered that every item on the flying boat was a treasure beyond his reach. Take the teapot on the table, for example. It was made of extraordinary materials and beautifully crafted. If it were released into the outside world, it would surely attract numerous cultivators to vie for it.

Who are they?

Songmang has been thinking about this problem, but unfortunately he has no clue.

"Let's go there first!"

In the vast starry sky, a flying boat was moving forward quickly. Chen Qingyuan pointed to a relatively bright star and determined the target.

It only took a few hours to reach the destination.

"Sir, this place is the territory of the Eagle Clan. There is an ancient city called Linfeng."

"The Eagle Clan, like the Crocodile Clan, is ranked among the top seven clans. It has a strong foundation and many powerful people."

"Linfeng City is the most prosperous place nearby. It is said that there is a powerful Mahayana master in charge."

"Excuse me, sir, what are we doing here?"

Song Mang told all the information he knew, always maintaining a humble posture with a slight bow.

The seven upper tribes he mentioned were the seven strongest tribes among all tribes. They occupied a lot of resources and had a strong foundation.

"See for yourself."

Although Chen Qingyuan knew a lot from Songmang's dream, he still wanted to truly feel the cruelty and absurdity of this world.

I don't plan to use my spiritual power, but I want to walk around and take a look in person.

What to look at?

Songmang's eyes were confused.

Song Mang didn't ask any more questions and just followed the order: "Yes."

Talk less, do more.

The thoughts of important people are as deep as the ocean and difficult to fathom.

The flying boat hovered in the air, not far from the star.

"Go over there!"

Chen Qingyuan looked indifferent and led the way.

The huge flying boat was parked near the stars. Even if it was not deliberately hidden, the monks living here would not be able to detect it.

Chu Mo glanced at Chen Qingyuan, whose expression was indifferent, and vaguely smelled a sharp breath. He thought to himself, "This guy must want to cause trouble."

Chu Mo, who always liked to argue, remained silent at this moment. For the sake of his own personal safety, Chu Mo decided to keep quiet for a while. This was not because he was cowardly, but because he was assessing the situation.

The Lord of Linfeng City spotted the sudden arrival of a flying boat. Just as he was about to investigate, he discovered it had vanished. No matter how hard he searched, he could find no trace of it. Faced with this situation, the Lord wondered, "Am I just hallucinating?"

Either it was an illusion, or the person coming was much stronger than me.

This place is a bit remote, the resources are not very abundant, and very few top experts come here.

The city lord didn't dwell on it, dismissing it as an illusion. Even if a powerful individual truly arrived, there was no need to worry, as this was the Eagle Tribe's territory.

……

A street in the city before the lockdown.

The floor is paved with jade, and there are exquisite and picturesque pavilions built on both sides, some of which are suspended in the air and some are located underground.

The streets are wide, probably about a hundred feet long.

Passersby were wearing all kinds of costumes, some with tiger heads and human bodies, some with snake heads and human bodies, and some just revealing their true bodies.

After a quick glance, I didn't see any human beings.

Walking on the street, Chen Qingyuan and Chu Mo did not hide their figures.

No one considered them human. It was not uncommon for various ethnic groups to transform into humans. The reason they cast their gazes was because Chen Qingyuan and Chu Mo had extraordinary temperaments and were likely of noble blood.

The city is relatively stable and looks prosperous.

After walking for a while, Chen Qingyuan suddenly stopped.

He turned his head and looked at an elegant pavilion next to him. There was a plaque engraved with three ancient characters - Liuxinju.

Brothel!

On one side of the door stood a dozen charming foreign women wearing long ice silk dresses, their skin whiter than snow, faintly visible.

On the other side, a dozen people knelt, some dressed, some naked. Without exception, they all had ropes tied around their necks, their eyes dull and numb.

Human race!

These kneeling women were all human. Each one bore scars, their dignity shattered, and they were as dumb as a tree. Even if they weren't tortured to death by others, they wouldn't have lived much longer.

The creatures living in this world do not find such scenes strange at all. It has been like this for millions of years and has never changed.

If you don't have the money to go into Liuxinju and have fun, you can play with the dozen or so human women at the door for free. Just think of it as making good connections with the cultivators of various races, and come back to spend money when you become rich in the future.

"What does it mean?"

Chen Qingyuan stopped and watched the scene with an expressionless face and deep, dark eyes.