Rich People Find a Way

"Welcome, esteemed guests, to the Dream Mansion."

As the gates of the Dream Mansion closed behind them, two rows of twelve beautiful women lined up before the three—bowing to welcome them into the Dream Mansion.

The melodious voices of prodigious singers performing on stage for their rabid fans greeted the trio, matched by a harmonious blend of string and percussion instruments. At a glance, each of those artists was an expert in her craft.

Some could even be dubbed masters that, in a better world, could have made a living by relying on their skills alone.

Taotie swept the mansion, her eyes shining at the audacious decorations all across the scene. Explicit murals depicting men and women in obscene positions spread as far as the eyes could see. Golden statues of scantily clad women in folk dance poses followed, all ornated with elaborate sets of costly jewelry.

A formation of seven luminous orbs decorated the ceiling, routinely changing the colors that lit up the hall and adding to the festive atmosphere. Underneath those orbs, two distinct groups of women stood on a tall stage, one group performed elegant dances and acrobatics. The other mirrored the statues, performing sensual folk dances for the spectators underneath.

Loud cheers and thundering claps boomed left and right, proof of the euphoric frenzy that the clients had currently fallen victim to. But while Taotie studied the ladies, wondering if she should learn some of these moves for her master, Zi Shou kept his head lowered, desperate to not get sucked in by the atmosphere.

In one day, the Yin prince had gone from a dashing and high-spirited warrior oozing martial excellence to a meek sheep desperate to not get noticed by the people around him—truly a tragic change.

Huan Yi, however, stayed stoic, unimpressed by the performance. A beautiful middle-aged woman stepped forward, dressed in the flashy green dress that the Dream Mansion's matrons all wore.

"Greetings, young master. The performers on stage are only Iron-grade girls. I doubt they can catch Your Excellency's attention." Noticing Huan Yi's lack of interest in the performers, and the poise with which he held himself despite his young age, the matron was instantly convinced that the gate lady made the correct choice:

This was a boy whose background could likely put the royal family to shame.

As the screener of the Dream Mansion, the gate lady had the authority to reject potential guests and offer tokens based on her assessment of the guests. However, when they received news that a Jade Token had been issued without consulting the higher-ups, the matrons were skeptical. But after seeing Huan Yi, that skepticism turned into adoration.

Just based on the transcendent luster of his skin, and the divine looks that made all those that glanced his way want to throw themselves at his feet, though she couldn't put a name on it, that keen matron deduced that Huan Yi carried an extraordinary bloodline.

Little did she know that her assessment was the result of Huan Yi keeping his aura and pheromones in check. Was it not for the Demon Child's self-control, all the people on the scene would be competing for the right to kiss his boots.

"I appreciate their entertainment skills. However, the true purpose of this establishment is to provide warriors with suitable dual cultivation partners. Iron-Blooded girls like them are not qualified to be my servants, much less cultivate with me." Pleasure houses that only catered to warriors organized their girls by bloodline ranks.

Iron-grade for Iron-Blooded girls, Bronze-grade for the Bronze-Blooded, and so on. However, while customers could request sexual favors from Iron-grade and Bronze-grade girls, for the Silver-grade girls, things became a bit more complicated.

Only non-virgin Silver girls had to honor their customer's sexual requests. The virgin girls of that level, or Silver Maidens as they were commonly called, didn't have to accept the customer's requests. Instead, what usually happened is that, after seducing a wealthy or powerful guest, Silver Maidens leveraged their virginity to have said guest buy their contract from the Dream Mansion, later becoming mistresses, concubines, or in rare cases, the wife of their new master.

"Naturally. For you, young master, perhaps even our Silver Maidens aren't enough." The matron nodded at Huan Yi's words. The more she talked to him, the more convinced she became that, the one standing before her was no boy, but an established senior of the martial world.

That, or his upbringing and maturity levels just defied common sense.

"Since I am here, it means that you have something that interests me. Prepare me the Red Chamber," Huan Yi said, causing the matron's face to twist into a frown.

"This…will be a bit complicated." Though she didn't want to antagonize a guest of Huan Yi's caliber, the matron was at an impasse. The Dream Mansion offered its guests a total of 320 suites to have fun with the ladies. Needless to say, some offered more comfort and opportunities than others, but of all the suites, the Red Chamber was unique in that it was equipped with top-tier formations that quintupled the results of dual cultivation. It was also supplied with rare cultivation resources, pills, and drugs, depending on the length of occupancy.

For obvious reasons, the Red Chamber had to be reserved in advance. One couldn't just come and ask for it. And as expected of such a suite, it was booked around the clock, currently occupied by a group of four brothers on the verge of a cultivation breakthrough.

"I will pay seven times the price to compensate you for your troubles, and reserve the Red Chamber for a week."

"Seven times the price!" Shocked by Huan Yi's offer, the matron staggered. The daily rate for the Red Chamber was 1,500 Blood Stones. If Huan Yi took the room at seven times the price for one week, he would have to pay 73,500 Blood Stones, upfront!

While these profits would be enough to justify antagonizing the clients that had reserved already, the matron decided to push her luck.

"Young master, not only will we have to antagonize some of our most loyal clients, but we will also need to reimburse them for the reservations that they've made already. Taking all these problems into consideration, seven times seems…to fall a bit short. How about…ten times?"

"…" However, Huan Yi didn't answer, only staring the matron dead in the eyes. Under the weight of Huan Yi's eyes, the matron flinched and dropped to her knees, trembling despite her own Congenital realm body refinement level.

"N-nine times…at that price, I can also guarantee you free favors with the Silver-grade girls." The matron sweetened the deal, and this time around, Huan Yi's lips curled into a smile.

"Are you sure?" Huan Yi asked in a tone that showed hints of concern. Only Taotie knew that, whenever her master asked that question, someone was likely to get fucked.

"Of course! That's the least we could do!" Even assuming that he was some sort of senior powerhouse in disguise, Huan Yi was just one man. No matter how high his sexual drive was, he couldn't abuse this deal...or so the matron thought.

"Fine. It just so happens that I'm hungry, so I will also reserve the Wine Lake and Forest Meat at the same rates. All for one week," Huan Yi said and walked closer to the matron. Lifting her head by the chin, Huan Yi forced the matron to look him in the eye, causing her to get intoxicated by the formless energies that leaked from his eyes.

"My name is Di Xin. Do not disappoint me," the Demon Child said, and without waiting for the matron's reply, dropped a spatial pouch of over 648,000 Blood Stones at her feet, then walked past her.

Zi Shou and Taotie stayed on his heels—the former wondering what his savior planned to do with those women, while the latter pouted at the thought that she would likely not be a part of her master's party.

"Hahaha! Yes! Yes! I will go make the preparations right away!" The matron blurted out, and after collecting the fortune that Huan Yi had so casually handed out, rushed to execute Huan Yi's orders.