Aspiring to the Immortal Path Chapter 490: Sacrificial Sword

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

The western gate's Changping Street was a famous pleasure street of Ninebind City, playing host to several dozen brothels.

The one doing the best business was Drifting Red Pavilion.

It was said that the girls of Drifting Red Pavilion were like flowers or jade. Not even mentioning their prowess in bed, there were two other extremely rare points about them. One was that they had frequent newcomers, which was very important for the frequent customers, as newcomers meant a fresh experience. The second point was that there were girls who had cultivated Immortality.

Women who had cultivated Immortality, no matter how bad they had been at it, were still cultivators. Though they had no destiny with the Heavenly Dao, a life of riches was no problem. Thus, excepting those with lascivious natures who were willing to lower themselves, it was hard to find a cultivator woman to have a one-night stand with. And girls like these normally came from only one avenue: seizure by force.

Although the six major sects maintained the peace, there were still many disturbances. Occasionally, some minor sect would offend some lofty Immortal, resulting in the entire sect being destroyed. The chief culprit would be executed, and it was common for those around them to suffer the same punishment, just like how a single man's rise would bring up those around him. For these reasons, some women who had cultivated Immortality would fall to the mortal world. Their past efforts would not pardon them for their sins, only grant them a higher price and more clients.

Drifting Red Pavilion was this sort of place for female cultivators. Cultivators had powerful constitutions, and mortal women often couldn't endure them. In a single night, a cultivator might go through ten-some women before being satisfied. Although there was some pleasure to be had in changing partners, there were also those who disliked such things, feeling like it broke up their rhythm, and there were also some women who died in the

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