Chapter 483: A Place Where Feng Shui and Fate Converge1

The elder held his tea, sighing repeatedly. Xu Qiuyue sat below, feeling somewhat awkward and uneasy.0

Meanwhile, Song You and his young attendant sat together, each with a cup of snow pear[1] tea in hand. The two of them sipped their tea in near-perfect synchrony, as if one had deliberately copied the other.0

Finally, the elder raised his head, his voice weak.0

"Your name is…?"0

"Oh!" Xu Qiuyue quickly lifted his head and answered respectfully, "My name is Xu Qiuyue."0

"A girl’s name…"0

"So I’ve been told."0

"What did you see down there? What did you encounter? Tell us everything." The elder set his tea down, his voice still frail. "I want to know exactly what kind of ‘earthly paradise’ could have lured my Xu family’s men to the point where they were willing to throw their lives away."0

"This…"0

For a moment, Xu Qiuyue was at a loss for words.0

He glanced at the Daoist beside him, pondered for a moment, and then lowered his gaze before speaking honestly, "Perhaps it was the immortal master's artifact—its divine aura must have repelled the demons and dispelled their bewitching magic. As I descended with the staff in hand, I did see many women of unparalleled beauty. I heard them sing and play instruments, and watched them dance gracefully. 0

"They were… they were like nothing I had ever seen in my lifetime. But even so, it was not worth throwing one’s life away for."0

"Describe it in detail."0

"Inside, it was like a grand tavern. It had carved railings, painted pillars, and silk curtains. Jade cups brimming with wine, amber light glowing in the air. Candles flickered with a hazy glow, and women with barely covered bodies weaved through the hall while dancing, their fragrance intoxicating.0

"I remembered the teachings of the immortal master and the young immortal attendant. Even when I lost my footing and fell, I clutched the bamboo staff...0