Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

"It turns out to be Young Master Yang Yu. The young master is born with an extraordinary handsomeness. You can tell at a glance that he is a dragon or a phoenix among men..."

Amid the madam's endless compliments, a beautiful woman walked out of the inner room.

The woman looks about in her early twenties, with a face as delicate as a flower, and tenderness between her brows and eyes.

Wearing a gauze long skirt, lined with bra and trousers.

During the march, the chest is undulating; the waist and slender white thighs are looming under the gauze, which attracts people's imagination.

"Dong Xue has met the young master." The woman bent slightly and saluted Song Wen. The sound is like an oriole emerging from the valley, clear and sweet.

The way she looked at Song Wen was both shy and reserved for the first time, but also tender and charming; it was captivating.

Song Wen's eyes were instantly attracted to the woman.

The heat in his eyes seemed to penetrate the thin clothes on the woman's body.

"Okay, okay! Come here quickly and let me take a good look."

Song Wen was like a hungry ghost in lust, he couldn't wait to kiss her.

"Sir, why are you so impatient?"

Dongxue took a few steps forward, across the low table, and sat down on the low couch opposite Song Wen.

She filled a glass of wine and handed it to Song Wen with both hands.

"The little lady proposes a drink to the young master."

As she leaned forward, her chest suddenly revealed a large expanse of white.

Song Wen did not pick up the wine glass, but bent slightly, put his mouth in front of the glass, then sucked hard and swallowed the wine into his belly.

During this time, he also licked the woman's tender and slender fingertips.

Dongxue had a delicate blush on her face and said angrily.

"Sir, you are evil."

"Bad? I can be worse."

An evil smile appeared on Song Wen's face, and he suddenly appeared beside the woman, hugging her into his arms.

Seeing Song Wen's anxious look, the old bustard showed a proud look in his eyes.

Men, no matter how high they are, can never escape this gentle land.

"Sir, I won't disturb your pleasure any more. Please leave first."

Song Wen's face had already sunk into Dong Xue's plump chest, causing the other party to burst into laughter.

He waved his hand nonchalantly, signaling the madam to leave quickly.

The latter moved out of the room, closed the room at the same time, and opened the ban on the spiritual consciousness in the room.

...

Half a year later.

Yale Place.

Seeing Song Wen coming, Madam Qing greeted him with a flattering look.

"Master Yang Yu, you are here. Today, both Xia Qing and Qiu Yue are free. I wonder..."

Song Wendao said, "Let them come together to accompany me."

"Okay, sir," Aunt Qing nodded and bowed, with a smile blooming like a chrysanthemum on her face.

The 'Yang Yu' in front of him is a great god of wealth and must be taken care of.

Since the first time he stepped into Yale Square half a year ago, he has become a frequent visitor here. He comes here every now and then and spends a lot of money. As long as the top three cards are available, the opponent must choose.

In just six months, he had already squandered two to three hundred high-grade spiritual stones in Yalefang.

"Where's Dongxue?" As if the two beauties were still not satisfied, Song Wen asked about another top name.

Aunt Qing said, "Dongxue is ill. I'm afraid she won't be able to serve the young master."

Song Wen asked with concern, "What happened to Dongxue?"

Aunt Qing said, "She came to Kuishui."

Song Wen froze, with a look of pity on his face.

"That's really unlucky. All the monks in Shangchu City say that Xia Qing is the most beautiful woman in your Yalefang, but in my opinion, Miss Dongxue is even better."

Aunt Qing smiled and said, "Young master loves Dongxue and has a special liking for her. It is her blessing."

Song Wendao said, "Tell her to take a good rest and I'll come see her again in a few days."

"I will tell you this for you." Aunt Qing responded, and then asked, "Sir, shall we go to Xia Qing's room on the fourth floor?"

Song Wen nodded, "Let's go to the fourth floor."

Tens of breaths later, Song Wen appeared in a wing on the fourth floor.

He was half lying on a low couch, with a beautiful woman on either side of him, bringing wine or food into his mouth.

While Song Wen was enjoying the service of the two women, he used his hands to explore around dishonestly, which made the two women resentful.

As time went by, the clothes on the two women gradually became loose and messy, and became less and less.

Just when the atmosphere in the room became charming and charming, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open.

The person who disturbed the three people's good things turned out to be the old bustard Aunt Qing.

Song Wen's expression darkened, his face full of displeasure.

"Why do you break in? Disturb my pleasure!"

Aunt Qing looked apologetic, half-hunched over, and spoke humbly.

"Young Master Yang Yu, I don't want to disturb you, but I really have no choice. Second Young Master Jiang is here and asks Xia Qing, Qiu Yue and Dong Xue to accompany him. Dong Xue is unwell and has passed. Xia Qing and Qiu Yue I’m afraid I have to..."

As if worried that Song Wen would not agree, she hurriedly added.

"Don't worry, young master, all your expenses today will be free of charge. In addition, as a young master, I will find two other girls."

When he heard the words 'Second Young Master Jiang', Song Wen's heart moved slightly.

He wasted so much time and spiritual stones in this Yalefang just waiting for Jiang Yushan to appear.

According to the information provided by Ye Bing, Yalefang is Jiang Yushan's most frequent gourmet shop, and Xia Qing, Qiuyue, and Dongxue are also his favorite gouran girls.

Unexpectedly, he had been shopping in Goulan for half a year before waiting for Jiang Yushan's arrival for the first time.

Thoughts were swirling in his heart, but Song Wen's face showed no expression at all.

His brows frowned slightly, and his expression became cautious.

"Second Young Master Jiang? But Young Master Jiang Yushan of the Jiang family?"

Auntie Qing nodded, "That's right."

Song Wen got up from the low couch and said while getting dressed, "Since it is Second Young Master Jiang who has spoken, how can I not respond?"

Auntie Qing hurriedly thanked him, "Thank you, Young Master Yang Yu, thank you..."

As she said that, she instructed Xia Qing and Qiu Yue to tidy up their clothes and makeup and leave with her.

When the three were about to step out of the door, Song Wen suddenly spoke.

"I'll go with you too."

Auntie Qing was a little surprised, "Mr. Yang Yu, do you know Mr. Jiang Er?"

Song Wen shook his head, "Although I have never seen Mr. Jiang Er, I have admired him for a long time. Since we met here today, how can I not go to see him?"

Auntie Qing was a little embarrassed, "Mr. Yang Yu, it might be inappropriate for you to go there without permission."

Song Wen said, "Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you. I will just greet you outside the door. If Mr. Jiang Er doesn't want to see me, I won't bother you too much."

"Okay." Auntie Qing nodded helplessly.

The four of them came to a room on the top floor, the ninth floor.

The door of the room was wide open, and it was extremely spacious and luxurious. It was obvious at a glance that it was a place to receive distinguished guests.

Jiang Yushan sat in front of a round table, surrounded by Dongxue and several graceful women.

Behind them, Jiang Shan and Jiang He stood like statues, ignoring the beauties in front of them.