Downstairs, the main tavern was a chaotic mess.

Gu Bao had already flipped a few tables, the wine was splashed all over mixed with the blood of couple of Cultivators who did not know any better.

Meanwhile, the supposed star of this show, Gu Bao stood in the center of the grand hall, holding a broken wine jug in his hand, glaring murderously at the terrified staff.

"Are you all deaf?!" he screamed, his voice cracking with arrogant rage, "I said I want the absolute best! Now! Or I start breaking your pathetic legs!"

"Young Master Gu... please..." A terrified waitress tried to reason, but just then...

Click. Clack. Click. Clack.

The sound of heels echoed sharply down the grand wooden staircase, and the loud, panicked chatter in the tavern suddenly died.

Every single eye in the room turned upward.

On the stairs, Madam Zhao had already descended with a delicate black silk mask that concealed the upper half of her face, revealing only her alluring red lips and flawless jawline.

Except for a handful few, no one in Poison Valley Town had ever seen the true face hidden beneath that mask.

As she climbed down the stairs, her silk robe fluttered behind her, but it hid absolutely nothing of the transparent black lingerie underneath.

The deep slit revealed her long, pale, thick leg with every deliberate step.

While her massive cleavage commanded the absolute attention of every man in the room.

The scarred Cultivators gulped loudly while the waitresses bowed their heads in front of her.

Even Gu Bao’s furious, ugly expression faltered.

His bloodshot eyes lingered on the mysterious black mask for only a heartbeat before they were dragged helplessly toward her swaying, voluptuous hips and heavy, bouncing breasts.

He swallowed hard and his throat suddenly felt dry. His burning anger was momentarily overridden by an urge to tear that robe away. But he was quick to snap out of the haze.

"You..." Gu Bao pointed a slightly trembling finger at her as she reached the last step, "Are you the one in charge of this dump?"

"I am indeed the owner of this establishment," Madam Zhao softly spoke, her voice dripped with sultry, hypnotic honey.

She walked directly up to him, her hips swaying perfectly as she stopped just a foot away, not flinching for a single second under his murderous gaze.

She simply smiled, looking him up and down with a calculating gaze.

"I deeply apologize for the inconvenience, Young Master Gu," she said smoothly, her voice loud enough for the entire silent hall to hear. "But regular girls... they are completely beneath a man of your immense, awe-inspiring stature."

Gu Bao heard her and he could not help but puff out his chest, his fragile ego instantly inflating to massive proportions.

"Finally, someone in this miserable place who understands basic respect. I told them I wanted the absolute best!"

"Oh, we have the absolute best, Young Master," Madam Zhao whispered, taking a slow half-step closer.

She deliberately leaned forward, allowing her heavy, soft breasts to brush lightly against the gold embroidery of his robes, "But I must warn you... it is not a service we offer to just anyone. It is incredibly exclusive. Reserved only for true, peerless geniuses."

Gu Bao’s breathing grew noticeably heavier.

He looked directly down her deep cleavage, practically licking his lips, "I don’t care about the price. You don’t know who is behind me."

"I knew I did not judge you wrong," Behind the delicate black mask, Madam Zhao smiled, a wicked, greedy glint flashing in her dark eyes, "You are just the right person for it."

"We call it the ’Supreme Yin-Yang Cauldron Experience’."

Gu Bao frowned slightly, trying to sound knowledgeable. "I have never heard of that specific art."

"Because it is kept strictly hidden," she lied flawlessly, her voice weaving a hypnotic, irresistible spell of temptation.

"It features a peerless, completely untouched Jade Beauty. No man has ever laid eyes on her."

"We brought her here all the from the Central Continent."

Madam Zhao turned gracefully, addressing the entire silent tavern, her voice projecting clearly.

"Her Yin essence is so pure, it is guaranteed to completely solidify the foundation of even the Origin Realm cultivator."

"It is nothing but a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

The more Gu Bao heard about it, the more he wanted to have it. He was practically rubbing himself over his trousers, already imagining what he was going to do with her.

She turned back to Gu Bao, her eyes hooded with feigned regret, "However, such a supreme treasure cannot simply be bought over the counter."

"It must go to the highest bidder. We were just about to hold a private auction for her tonight."

Gu Bao’s eyes practically bulged completely out of his skull. "An auction? For a Central Continent Jade Beauty? And she is untouched?"

"Completely untouched. Kept pure just for a man of true caliber," Madam Zhao nodded slowly, "And the starting bid is... exactly ten thousand Medium-Grade Spirit Stones."

A collective, massive gasp echoed through the tavern. Ten thousand Medium-Grade Spirit Stones was an astronomical, heaven-defying fortune. It was enough to buy a minor clan outright.

Gu Bao hesitated for exactly one second, calculating the massive sum.

But before he could agree, a rough, gruff voice shouted from the back of the tavern.

"I will bid eleven thousand!"

Gu Bao whipped his head around, glaring murderously at a big, fat Cultivator sitting in the corner.

"You dare bid against me, you filthy dog?!" Gu Bao roared, his fragile ego instantly ignited by the blatant challenge.

His mind flashed violently back to his mother’s cold, dismissive glare.

He thought of Gu Fan’s highly arrogant, mocking smile.

He needed to prove he was better. He needed to conquer this untouchable, elite beauty to prove his worth.

"Twelve thousand!" Gu Bao screamed, slamming a heavy spatial pouch onto a nearby table.

"Thirteen thousand!" another man spoke up. He was one of the guys planted by Madam Zhao.

Gu Bao’s eyes widened with sheer, unchecked greed and blinding, desperate lust. He would not be outdone in this miserable town.

"Fifteen thousand!" Gu Bao bellowed, his voice cracking with frantic arrogance.

Madam Zhao smiled beneath her black mask, a wicked, satisfied smirk dancing on her exposed red lips as she watched the arrogant fool violently drain his entire fortune to protect his pathetic pride.

"Fuck! I am the heir of the Gu Clan!"

Before anyone else could bid, Gu Bao yelled out loud.

"I bid TWENTY THOUSAND!"

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[A/N: Next couple of Chapters are going to be absolute humiliation for Gu Bao... Hahaha... Don’t forget to vote for the story with Power Stones, Golden Tickets and Gifts]

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