Chapter 21: Beautiful Women as Clouds

  Lei Xing's car slowly came to a stop under the last archway, his car stereo still blasting heart-pounding heavy metal music, like the howling of countless wolves in the depths of the mountains on a dark night, although not necessarily pleasant to listen to, it was indeed a thrilling experience that made one's blood boil.

  Under the archway of Han Baiyu, a delicate gatehouse was set up. As soon as Lei Xing's car stopped, four or five big men in black uniforms, with agile movements, surrounded him from both sides, their actions neat and uniform, falling into Wang Chan's eyes like one movement, only feeling that the temperament on these people's bodies was very similar to those of Lei Laohu, probably also specially trained.

  "What kind of place is this? The several people guarding the gate are all like this, I'm afraid it's not simple inside either."

  Lei Xing stretched out his hand and pulled out a gold card the size of a bank card from his wallet, handing it to a burly man who had come up. The man took the card and swiped it on an instrument in his hand, then looked Lei Xing up and down before nodding with a smile, not saying a word. He simply waved his hand backwards, and the electronic gate behind him slid open to one side, indicating that he was allowed to pass.

  "They're all retired from the troops, every one of them is a skilled hand. Although they're just security guards watching the door for someone else, they only answer to the master here. They don't care if it's the king or an old man who comes, without this special card, you can't get in." Lei Xing didn't mind the attitude of several people, took the card handed back by the big man, stepped on the accelerator and drove in.

  "This 'Red Sleeve Forest' looks already very large from a distance, but only by venturing deeper can one realize just how vast this area is. Lei Xing drove along a winding mountain road, with rows of French plane trees on both sides that are rarely seen in the north, their trunks as thick as a man's arms, their canopies intertwining, forming a dense forest."

  Along the way, the buildings are built on the mountain, and from time to time, there are exquisite pavilions that appear in front of your eyes for guests to rest. Some are built by the road, while others are built on top of large rocks, taking advantage of the terrain. The layered palace is almost a continuous stretch from the foot of the mountain all the way up to the high summit. Where the lights shine brightly, it seems as if there is a palace floating in the sky when viewed from afar.

  It doesn't need any deliberate decoration, and a noble atmosphere naturally emanates from it. Just like the imperial palace of ancient times, everywhere shows an unspeakable depth and grandeur.

  Wang Chan's gaze kept scanning the surrounding mountains, and since the car entered here, his breathing seemed to have returned to the top of Tiger Head Mountain. Although this place is located in a bustling area, it has a peaceful atmosphere like deep in the mountains, making him feel comfortable without realizing it.

  "This is where you want to take me for dinner? What a grand gesture! Nestled in the mountains and beside the water, it occupies the source of the stream, hiding dragons within the land, an aura of wealth and nobility that presses upon one's face. The master of this place must be no ordinary person."

  Lei Xing sneered: "Isn't this just the epitome of nobility, the number one private club in the provincial capital? Just the annual membership fee alone is 2 million per person, a place that can be ranked among the best in all of Asia. If the boss were an ordinary person, he would have been swallowed up and left with nothing long ago."

  The Ferrari sports car zigzagged on the mountain road for a while before finally stopping at an open-air parking lot set up halfway up the mountain. There were not many cars inside, but each one was a top-of-the-line luxury vehicle. Although this sports car was precious, it could only be considered ordinary when placed here. This also shows that people who can come to consume here are not ordinary people.

  Wang Chan and Lei Xing got out of the car, and naturally, a parking attendant parked their car. Lei Xing was also very familiar with this place, and without needing anyone to guide him, he led Wang Chan inside, directly entering a palace through the main gate, walking back and forth.

  The buildings here are all typical of ancient Chinese style, with the heavy colors and grandeur of northern royal gardens, as well as the elegant beauty of Jiangnan private gardens. Walking among them is like stepping into a palace courtyard or a wealthy mansion. Especially in these buildings, beautiful women dressed in various attire can be seen everywhere, they are actually service personnel here, but each one's appearance is modeled after the maids of ancient dynasties, either in palace costumes or silk cheongsam, and even the colorful costumes of ethnic minorities, fluttering and elegant, diverse and varied.

  "You see, Wang Chan, the waitresses here are all carefully selected from all over the country, with 56 ethnic groups and not a single one missing. There are even beauties from some European and American countries. Every single one of them is a university graduate, with good looks, knowledge, and talent. Tsk, tsk, if you take them outside, they would be considered top-notch women. But here, they can only serve us men. If you have any special requests, just tell them, they wouldn't dare refuse."

  Lei Xing spoke while laughing and gazing at Wang Chan, his eyes constantly darting back and forth between the beautiful women passing by, his face full of lust.

  "Desire is a sharp knife that scrapes the bone, if you can't control yourself, your primordial yang will be depleted prematurely, and excessive indulgence in lust will eventually lead to being drained of your marrow by feminine charms, ruining your foundation. I see that now you have dull eyes, with faintly visible blood threads, and a face with wisps of cyan energy; do you feel like your physical strength has greatly declined recently?"

  Wang Chan looked around and then at Lei Xing, his face suddenly had a strange expression.

  This is indeed a sales gold cave beauty nest, or it can be said that it is a man's paradise.

  "I used to be a premature ejaculator, was I excessive in my desires?" Lei Xing's face turned slightly red as he was stared at by Wang Chan, then he jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: "Emptiness is form, form is emptiness. Your Third Young Master does it with a new bride every night, and has seven rounds in one evening. My waist doesn't ache and my legs aren't soft, I don't know how vigorous and strong I am, robust like an ox. You say my physical strength isn't what it used to be? What kind of joke is that? Although I consider you a friend, if you speak about me like this, I'll sue you for slander!"

  Lei Xing's facial muscles twisted, and he spat a mouthful of saliva onto the ground, suddenly bursting into laughter. He shouted at Wang Chan, "Isn't that right, Wang Chan? Your words sound like those of an old antique! Are you still a virgin till now?"

  Wang Chan's face remained calm and unchanged, only faintly saying: "Women are just external objects to me, not that I am unable, but the time has not come yet. I have practiced Tongzi Gong, before achieving Mahayana, all my body's energy, blood, and spirit must be concentrated in the fist method spirit, how can these external objects disturb my mind? If you want to quit this beauty, I have a method called White Bone Observation in Buddhism, which can turn rouge into skulls. As long as you calm your mind and practice for three months, any beautiful woman in your eyes will be no different from a pile of white bones."

  "Now I know how you've trained in this skill, Wang Chan, you're a monster wearing human skin!" After hearing Wang Chan's words, Lei Xing stared at him foolishly for half a day before squeezing out a sentence from between his teeth. He was so angry that he turned around and left.

  Two people walked in silence, and after a while, they arrived at the entrance of a single-door courtyard. Looking up, on a black plaque above the gate, three golden characters were written: "Chang Le Palace". Inside the palace, there was another scene, surprisingly decorated with the interior layout of the Western Han Dynasty royal palace. The floor was covered with soft couches, and several long tables were arranged in threes and fives. Several women wearing black and red palace dresses with trailing hems knelt and sat inside the hall, their clothes were simple but embroidered with many patterns of mountains, clouds, birds, beasts or vines and flowers, made from real brocade, with a head of long hair hanging straight on their shoulders, looking ancient, solemn and majestic.

  There are no lights inside, and the lighting is a row of high and low lanterns in various forms, including one plate, one line, four corners, and one group, which appear in different parts of the house, shining brightly like stars in the sky.

  As soon as the two of them walked in, a group of beautiful women immediately came out to greet them. These women were not very old and were very polite, each with elegant manners and dignified demeanor, obviously having undergone rigorous training. Surrounded by them, it was as if they had suddenly returned to the imperial court of the Han Dynasty, surrounded by ladies-in-waiting like clouds, enjoying the treatment like an emperor.

  They have a tall and slender figure, with hair as beautiful as clouds. Some are elegant and refined, while others are charming and alluring, but without exception, they are all beauties among beauties. If placed outside, they would at least easily advance to the top few places in various beauty pageants. Such beautiful women, such a magnificent palace, who would have thought that it still exists in this era today?

  Perhaps this is the characteristic of high society, the style of the aristocracy. People like Wang Chan, if it weren't for Lei Xing bringing him along today, probably wouldn't have thought that such a wonderful place existed in this world.

  Standing in the palace, he didn't care about what Wang Chan was thinking or considering. From their previous conversation, Lei Xing knew that people like Wang Chan were ascetic practitioners who thought differently from normal people, so he didn't want to ask him how he felt now, lest it ruin the atmosphere of tonight.

  "This place doesn't need you two serving me, call someone else to bring Zhang Jueyue over."

  Seeing the women opposite, several of them were stunned. Lei Xing furrowed his brow and glared at them, saying: "You people from Hongxiu Lin are getting more and more arrogant. When we arrive, you only send a few little palace maids to make up the numbers. When they see Zhang Jieyu, they'll naturally know that I'm surnamed Lei. Also, inform your imperial chef to quickly prepare a high-class banquet and have it sent over."

  "Two guests, please wait a moment, I'll go and report." One of the young girls smiled and responded with a slight nod, not taking offense at the harsh tone, turned around and walked away lightly.

  "This Chang Le Palace is a palace of the Han Dynasty, and the women inside are also divided according to the internal organization at that time, even the names are the same. This Zhang Yu is the favorite concubine of Emperor Xuan of Han in history, with a status only under Zhaoyi, and is considered the master of this Chang Le Palace. This woman is beautiful, elegant in speech, and suits my taste, so every time I come to eat here recently, I find her to serve me."

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