"You're not done yet." Shen Yimian punched him and said through gritted teeth, "My money is also money!" This was all the money he had saved from completing tasks with great effort.

Xie Lu lowered his voice and said, "I will pay you back double in the form of a magic weapon. Brother, just think of it as a loan shark." In this way, Shen Yimian would definitely not give the magic weapon to anyone else again.

Hearing this, Shen Yimian thought of the treasures Xie Lu had given him before, and felt a little embarrassed. "Forget it, it's not much money."

The stall owner stared at the purse with a sharp gaze and swallowed hard, "Pinch it all out. You two little fairies will have to wait a while."

"Let's go investigate somewhere else first and come back to get it in the evening." Xie Lu was very thoughtful. "When you're done, I'll give you another reward."

The stall owner immediately beamed with joy and thanked him profusely. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he said, "If you're looking for someone, you might as well go to the Snow Moon Pavilion."

"Xueyue Pavilion, what is that place?"

The stall owner's face flushed slightly as he waved towards them, whispering, "It's the brothel. Xueyue Pavilion has a lot of people coming and going, and the madam is quite knowledgeable. Perhaps she can find out something."

Shen Yimian's eyes lit up. Isn't this the classic plot that provides the key clues in the novel?

Xie Lu thought the same thing, and the two of them set off after making up their minds.

Arriving in front of Xueyue Tower and looking at the luxurious three-story building, Shen Yimian suddenly thought of a serious problem.

"Do we have money?"

Xie Lu groaned, "It seems not."

“How do I get in?”

The two stood in front of Xueyue Tower, staring at the men and women coming in and out. They never thought that they would be so short of money.

After a while, a bad idea came to Shen Yimian's head, "I have a way, but it requires you to sacrifice something, are you willing?"

Xie Lu had a vague sense of foreboding, "I can refuse"

"What do you think?"

Xie Lu was silent for a moment, "Okay."

After a while, Shen Yimian took out two sets of casual clothes from the storage ring, one for each person.

"It's a little small." Xie Lu pulled open his sleeves, still feeling a little uncomfortable, "I really want to go..."

Shen Yimian raised his hand to help him straighten his clothes and whispered, "Why, do you have the burden of being the male lead?"

"I think there should be other methods. Let me think about it more deeply..."

Shen Yimian covered his mouth with a snap, smiled maliciously and said, "Now that things have come to this, just listen to me."

After one stick of incense, we arrived at the lobby of Xueyue Tower.

The madam and the prostitutes stared at Xie Lu and Shen Yimian in front of them in amazement. After a long while, the madam swallowed her saliva twice and asked in disbelief, "Are you really going to sell your brother to me?"

This appearance, this figure, this temperament, is simply one in a million!

Shen Yimian sighed deeply, wiped away the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes, and said solemnly, "It's not that I can't afford to support him, it's just that the boy has grown up and I can't keep him anymore, so I came to you."

Xie Lu: “…”

The madam quickly handed over a handkerchief and patted Shen Yimian's shoulder, "Oh, oh, oh, don't cry, your crying makes my heart break. I want this child, and you can name a price!"

Shen Yimian immediately stopped crying and pushed Xie Lu forward. "One price, twenty million taels, how about it?"

"Twenty million taels!" The madam almost frightened Jin Ya to death, and she barely escaped death. "You're asking for too much!"

Hearing this, Shen Yimian sighed softly and reached out to touch Xie Lu's chest. "My brother is a rare good husband. With such chest muscles, abdominal muscles, and biceps, where can you find another one like him, mom?"

Xie Lu's gaze fell on his reckless claws, and his eyes dimmed slightly.

The madam naturally knew how rare Xie Lu was. "But twenty million taels, you're probably just trying to amuse my mother..."

Seeing that she didn't know the value of the goods, Shen Yimian was so angry that she had nowhere to vent. Suddenly, she frowned and looked at Xie Lu, "You stupid thing, what are you still standing here for? Get away. I need to discuss the price with my mother."

Xie Lu nodded "obediently and sensibly" and turned to leave, but the madam called out to him.

"Wait, don't let him run around alone, or he'll offend the nobles. Xiao Cui, go with him."

Shen Yimian knew in his heart that the madam was afraid that Xie Lu would run away halfway, so he forced a smile and said, "Okay, let's go to the room and talk about the price..."

Before pushing the door and leaving, Xie Lu turned around and looked at Shen Yimian. He looked so excited, as if he really wanted to sell him off.

Humans really have no conscience.

He followed Xiao Cui and sat down in a corner in the lobby.

"Brother, you're so pretty." Xiao Cui, who was not very old, stared straight at his face and said with a smile, "If you come to Xueyue Tower, you will definitely be the top star, more popular than Sister Huarong."

Xie Lu quietly looked out the window and said nonchalantly, "Just now the madam said not to offend the nobles. Who are the nobles here today?"

Hearing this, Xiao Cui counted on her fingers, "There are quite a few. There's Mr. Liu who sells cloth, Mr. Li who sells cakes, Chen the chief steward of the Sword Pavilion... Oh, and there's also a big shot who's very generous, but he always covers his face so no one can see him."

"His face is covered," Xie Lu interrupted her, "No one has ever seen his true face."

"Of course we haven't seen her," Xiao Cui said with a smile, "but Sister Huarong might have seen her. Every time that important person comes, he only sees Sister Huarong."

Xie Lu nodded in understanding and asked, "I want to see Hua Rong, can you show me the way?"

Hearing this, Xiao Cui looked a little embarrassed and whispered, "Sister Huarong rarely receives guests. She usually lives on the top floor and never leaves the house. I'm afraid..."

"That's not necessary." Xie Lu stood up and whispered, "Are you sleepy?"

Xiao Cui didn't know why he asked that. Just as she was about to answer, Xie Lu waved his hand in front of her, and she fell asleep drowsily on the small table.

Xie Lu settled her in a utility room, closed the door tightly, then performed a ground escape technique and arrived on the third floor in a blink of an eye.

*

On the other side, Shen Yimian was still arguing with the madam, and neither of them was willing to give in.

"If you miss this opportunity, you'll never get it again. My brother has joined your Xueyue Tower. Not only will he get 20 million taels, but he can also earn back all the money you've earned in your first half of your life."

The madam had already lost her patience and glared at him, "No matter how valuable your body is, how many years can it be sold? I think you're just trying to embarrass me. If you don't want to sell it, get out of here right away. I don't lack beauties!"

Seeing her getting angry, Shen Yimian also said angrily, "If you want to leave, then leave. I really won't sell it. If you don't want me here, I'll find another place that will!"

He turned away, walked out of the room, and immediately found a secluded corner, changed into inconspicuous clothes, and looked for Xie Lu.

People came up from both sides, and the fragrance was lingering. Shen Yimian hurriedly stepped back, but was still pounced into their arms.

"Young Master, let me have a drink with you!"

Shen Yimian held her head and gently pushed him away, whispering, "No, I like men."

The prostitute glared at him with disgust and quickly left.

Shen Yimian casually wiped off the powder on her clothes and continued to grope her way upstairs in fear.

Not on the first floor, maybe on the second floor.

As soon as he reached the second floor, he heard a chaotic and indescribable noise coming from the side room. It seemed that this floor was a special place for work.

Shen Yimian ignored the noisy voices and searched along the corridor, finally stopping in front of the jade steps leading to the third floor.

An inexplicable intuition urged him to go up and take a look. Just as his boots stepped onto the first step, a sarcastic voice suddenly sounded behind him, "Hey, where are you going? Aren't you going to take your precious brother home?"

Shen Yimian turned around in surprise, and the madam sneered, "Don't think I won't recognize you just because you've changed your skin. I've been watching girls for so many years, I know who they are at a glance."

Now that things have come to this, there is nothing we can do.

Shen Yimian took a deep breath, circulated spiritual power in his palms, and just as he was about to take action, he saw two burly men holding long swords jumping out from behind the brothel owner.

On the left, it is the Jindan stage, and on the right, it is also the Jindan stage.

No, why is there a monk guarding this brothel?

The madam chuckled, her face darkening. "I think you have a pretty face. Since you don't want to leave, then stay with your brother."

Shen Yimian's face turned pale, and he ran to the third floor without thinking, "Xie Lu, Xie Lu!"

Before he could run far, a Jindan-stage man grabbed his wrist.

"Don't hurt him. If he gets his face and body scratched, how can I sell him?" The madam came forward, pinched Shen Yimian's face, and said meaningfully, "Once you enter Xueyue Tower, you can't fly out even if you have ten wings."

Shen Yimian gritted his teeth and tried to kick the big man next to him away, but was grabbed by the ankle and thrown to the ground.

It hurts so much!

"Lock him up in the woodshed and don't give him any food or water. Let him out when he behaves himself."

The next moment, the big man slashed at the back of Shen Yimian's neck, and Shen Yimian's eyes went dark and he passed out.

When he woke up, the back of his neck felt as if it was torn apart. He looked up and saw only a small window in front of him that looked like a dog hole.

Apart from that, there was nothing else in the dark room.

Shen Yimian moved his hands and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he did not take action. The old procuress did not know that he was also a cultivator.

As long as he can use the wall-walking technique, he can...

Just as he was about to take action, his legs suddenly went limp and he fell to his knees on the ground.

Through a door, Shen Yimian struggled to stand up, vaguely feeling that something was wrong with his body, as if there was an unknown fire burning in his lower abdomen.

He was drugged!

Shen Yimian's eyes widened, and he instantly understood what was going on. He wished he could rush out and give the madam a blow on the head.

He struggled to get up, and his body seemed to warm up a little. He knew without thinking what medicine the madam had given him.

Shen Yimian's consciousness gradually became blurred. He felt alternating hot and cold, his vision went dark, and he had no strength in his body.

No, he can't go out now, and he must not let anyone in.

He tried hard to concentrate, took out the chicken blood from his storage ring, and used all his life's knowledge to draw a formation on the door.

The formation was completed, and Shen Yimian breathed a sigh of relief.

That's good, at least he has time to sort it out on his own.

He untied his belt and eagerly put his hand in, satisfying his desire without any method, even though he hurt himself without any feeling.

Faster, faster...

Let's finish it quickly before someone comes...

With a bang!

The door was suddenly kicked open roughly.

All the blood in Shen Yimian's body seemed to have solidified. He subconsciously covered himself with his coat. When he looked up in surprise, he saw a figure that was all too familiar.

He said in a somewhat collapsed tone, "How did you get in? Didn't I cast a formation?"

"I've already found out the results of my investigation and am here to get you back." The young man looked at him innocently, then turned his gaze to the crooked, distorted symbols on the door. "You set up this formation..."

It's like paper.

"go out!"

Shen Yimian's face flushed red, and he bit his lower lip tightly. He could only rely on his remaining rationality to urge the other party, "You get out first!"

Xie Lu frowned, noticing his abnormality, and slowly approached Shen Yimian, "You seem to be feeling unwell, do you need help?"

Shen Yimian didn't even have the energy to tell him to get out, and almost begged him to leave.

Seeing that Xie Lu not only did not leave but was walking towards him, he gritted his teeth and simply made up his mind to grab Xie Lu's collar.

"I told you to get out, you don't understand what I'm saying"

Shen Yimian grabbed his wrist, pressed him against the wall, and spoke viciously,

"Do you want me to sleep with you?

If you don’t want it, get out of here.”

Xie Lu's expression froze and he stood there in a daze.