Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

The Tianxian Tower was built in a covert manner. After all, not to mention that the Xianzong has been cracking down on criminals recently, and artificial furnaces are evil and against the principles of heaven. If they were exposed, they would be doomed.

However, despite this, the young master of Tianxianlou still committed the crime against the wind. It is said that he had done it several times in secret before. But as the saying goes, if you walk by the river, you will get your feet wet - Lu Wensheng is going to catch them all in one fell swoop today.

The sale of artificial furnaces was secretly hidden in the election of the courtesan. When Lu Wensheng and his friends entered the basement of the building, the election of the courtesan was going on in full swing.

The surrounding environment was dim, and everyone had a magic mask on their face. Lu Wensheng and Ji Yanli also received the masks they provided. Lu Wensheng sneered in his heart - they came here to participate in business, but they still pretended to be noble and wanted to save face.

There were quite a few people who came in before Lu Wensheng and his group. They were wearing masks and did not communicate, looking very serious. Lu Wensheng glanced around and sneered in his heart - the real identities of these people were probably from "famous and upright families". They could not control the evil thoughts in their hearts, and were afraid of being discovered.

In addition to the deliberately dim lighting in the basement, the furnishings are luxurious and gorgeous. In addition to the table in the middle for "displaying goods" and the tables and chairs around it, there are also rooms around it.

The air was filled with a damp smell and a faint fishy odor. Lu Wensheng moved towards the room calmly, apparently choosing a location, but in fact he was observing the room next door.

He found that the closer he got to the room, the stronger the strange smell became.

“Ugh…Ah!”

Suddenly there was a noise in the room and a young man's scream. Lu Wensheng felt that the fishy smell was stronger.

Lu Wensheng didn't want to be the boy who understood things immediately, so he blushed subconsciously. Fortunately, he had the mask covering his face. He pulled Ji Yanli, who was looking over his shoulder, and chose a seat farther away.

"What's wrong? There seems to be something wrong with that room." Ji Yanli asked with his spiritual sense while looking at the room where the sound came from with an inquiring look.

"Ahem, there's no need to look at them. They are practicing the Great Harmony of Life." Lu Wensheng replied to him awkwardly.

Ji Yanli still couldn't figure it out: "What is the great harmony of life?"

Lu Wensheng gritted his teeth and said, "It's a fight without clothes!" Isn't that euphemistic enough?

Ji Yanli was puzzled: “Why does fighting require…” Ji Yanli had an idea and suddenly fell silent.

Lu Wensheng breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately he didn't ask. If he had asked again, he would have been sweating profusely.

After a while, a man walked out of the room they had just approached. He had a handsome appearance and was only wearing a robe, which was hollow inside. If he moved a little more, he could see the eye-catching scenery inside.

The scene in the room was clearly seen the moment the door opened - a young boy was lying on the ground, seemingly unconscious, with only a few randomly fallen clothes covering him, like a doll that had been casually discarded.

"Everyone, are you looking forward to the furnace tonight?" The man walked up to the stage and spoke with a satisfied look on his face. It seemed that he was Yan Feng, the young master of Tianxian Tower.

"Young Master is having fun by himself, why did he think of us now?"

"The furnace tripods I bought last time were not durable and both broke. I hope this one will be better."

The people in the audience were talking about it, as if they were regular customers, which made Lu Wensheng and Ji Yanli clench their fists.

"I got a good furnace this time - I spent a lot of elixirs to cultivate it." Yan Feng said, and had someone drag a young man up.

The young man was lifted up with his hands and feet bound. He was wearing a thin gauze dress and even had bells hanging on his feet, making crisp sounds. His fair skin was faintly revealed as he moved.

The boy's disheveled hair could not hide the exquisiteness of his face, especially his eyes, which were as clear and bright as glass beads, looking like a piece of exquisite porcelain, with rosy and plump lips and cheeks as smooth as jade.

It’s just that the right side of the boy’s cheek was red and swollen, as if he had been slapped, which destroyed some of his beauty. There was still a faint gleam of water in his beautiful eyes, and this broken beauty made people even more itchy.

The guests in the audience stared at him intently, and after coming to their senses, they made all kinds of sounds of admiration, their greedy and disgusting gazes seemed to be glued to each other.

"Hahahahahaha, how could the young master give us such top-quality products? I'm afraid he had trouble with this cauldron?" Someone revealed the truth.

Ji Yanli felt uncomfortable sitting among these disgusting people. He looked at the boy with a scrutinizing and inquiring gaze and frowned.

“It looks familiar.”

"Of course you look familiar." Lu Wensheng replied with his spiritual consciousness: "They are looking for a replacement for Senior Brother Liu."

Although Tianxianlou restricted what "guests" could take photos of when they came in, Lu Wensheng was not worried at all because the system could help and ensure that everything these people did would be captured in 360 degrees without blind spots.

After being reminded of this, Ji Yanli knew who the boy looked like. This "furnace tripod" was actually about 60% similar to Liu Jiqian!

"How dare they?!" This is simply trampling on the face of the Wenxian Sect!

There were also some people who were "sympathetic and gentle" and felt distressed when they saw the slap marks on the boy's face.

"No matter what, you shouldn't hit a beauty. What if you hurt her?"

Yan Feng sneered and grabbed the boy's hair and lifted him up. The boy groaned in pain and looked at the young master with angry eyes.

"This thing dared to bite me. I was almost crippled."

The people in the audience gasped—is he so fiery?

"So..." Yan Feng smiled maliciously: "I'm giving it to everyone. You don't have to pay anything. Just treat it as a welfare."

"The only condition is..." Yan Feng threw the man to the ground. The boy lay on the ground, almost unable to recover.

"The only condition is that it can only be here! In front of everyone, those who want to come line up, first come first served--"

Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect Yan Feng to play such a big game, but some people were eager to go up.

Yan Feng glanced around and suddenly smiled and said, "We have benefits for newcomers here. I think newcomers can be given priority."

Lu Wensheng felt that there were hidden gazes on him and Ji Yanli.

He could feel that Ji Yanli beside him had stiffened his body.

Lu Wensheng's thoughts suddenly changed and he spoke in a shy tone.

"This is our first time here, we feel embarrassed to play with such a big monster..." He said as he stood up. Ji Yanli's eyes widened.

"Hahahaha, I'm sorry to say that, but this fellow Taoist is very honest."

"Newcomers are good. They come at the right time. Be gentle when you go up. There are people waiting in line behind you."