Cultivating In Secret Beside A Demoness

This person was going too far. He wished Jiang Hao would get struck by lightning instead.

After a while, they arrived at the main gate of the Jade Cloud Pavilion.

It was a little different from what Jiang Hao had expected. He had thought there would be women flirting from the balconies.

However, when he looked at it, he realized that he had never seen anything like this before.

The Jade Cloud Pavilion was a huge ship that floated on an inland sea. There was a balcony on every floor of the massive ship where women played pleasant music on the zither.

They were dressed very elegantly and looked regal.

They looked beautiful.

“Can women go up there?” Jiang Hao asked.

He was wondering whether he could find a way to lure Hong Yuye here along with him if he went to meet the Red Dragon in the future. That way, he would be much safer.

All this was to fulfill her task, after all.

It was only reasonable for her to come with him.

Mainly, he wanted to ask about the Dragon Clan and the Abyssal Dragon Pearl.

“The Jade Cloud Pavilion welcomes all as long as they have spirit stones.” The Holy Master stepped onto the deck of the ship.

There were many guests sitting there. They did not need to spend any spirit stones to sit here and talk with other guests.

Jiang Hao also stepped onto the deck and looked up.

He could only see the third floor. Above that, mist gathered. The ninth floor was completely shrouded in mist and was not visible.

“Two guests!” A beautiful middle-aged woman walked over to them. “Which floor would you like to go to? Do you have any specific preferences for ladies?”

The Holy Master did not say anything and tossed her a storage treasure.

After checking it, her smile deepened. She returned the storage treasure and made a gesture of invitation.

Jiang Hao was a little curious. The Holy Master seemed familiar with this place.

Soon, Jiang Hao realized which floor they were heading to.

“There are four ladies on the ninth floor. Do you have any preferences?” the woman asked.

“Four?” asked Jiang Hao. “Are they named spring, summer, autumn, and winter?”

The woman smiled. “No, young man. They are wind, flowers, snow, and the moon.”

Jiang Hao nodded and did not say anything.

On the ninth floor, they arrived at a large hall.

Four corridors led to different places.

Perhaps those led the four women’s areas.

However, Jiang Hao had not come here to look for women. He only wanted to leave a message.

“Can I leave a message here?” Jiang Hao asked.

“Huh?” The woman was surprised. “Do you want to leave something in writing, young man?”

Jiang Hao nodded.

“Is it a poem?” the beautiful woman asked again.

Jiang Hao shook his head.

“Of course, you can,” said the beautiful woman. “But our staff might erase it. I hope you understand.”

“Of course.” Jiang Hao nodded.

The beautiful woman was surprised. She could only smile. Although she felt unhappy about it, she could not really show it.

This person was only at the Golden Core Realm, so he must be someone from an influential background.

This must be just a young man’s efforts to seek some attention and show off.

The writings on the ninth floor could not be seen by outsiders, and the staff inside would erase them immediately.

Jiang Hao could sense the woman’s displeasure because of the nameless manual and his extraordinary control of spiritual energy, combined with the basic knowledge of the Emperor’s Sword Technique.

He could sense more and more things.

Perhaps he was also more perceptive because he had come back from the brink of death.

But it did not matter.

If one could come up here and leave a message, it was an achievement in itself.

As for it being wiped away later…

His strength was still considerable, and there should be no one in the Jade Cloud Pavilion who could erase his words easily.

He could ask for help from the Heavenly Tower, but it would take him a long time to go back and forth.

It should work.

He closed his eyes and began to adjust his state.

He had to leave the words in his best state.

At that moment, the words “Gu Jin” began to flash in his palm. Gu Jin’s aura gradually enveloped him and began to spread out.

The Holy Master’s brows twitched.

‘This aura…’ He thought. ‘Impressive!’