Daoist Master, I'm really not an evil cultivator.

Chapter 13 Let this old man bear the blame for such a sin.

As soon as Xu Changqing sat down, he felt a sweet and cloying fragrance waft towards him.

Inside the cave, the firelight flickered, and several female demons moved among the tables and chairs. Some were draped in light veils, some wrapped in thin silk, and some even covered their bodies only with colorful tattoos. Their figures were graceful, and their eyes were full of seductive charm.

They moved among the guests, sometimes laughing and urging them to drink, sometimes whispering sweet nothings, their delicate hands sometimes brushing against the monsters' rough arms, sometimes reaching out to the guests' clothes.

These female demons appear to be serving guests, but in reality, they secretly cast spells as they move about. When their delicate hands caress the shoulders and backs of the monsters, a faint light flows from their fingertips, silently absorbing their essence.

Those who lack willpower or are already inclined to indulge themselves will soon be lured into a dark corner. Soon, suppressed gasps and satisfied moans will be heard, interspersed with the subtle smacking sounds of the succubus as she absorbs the essence, like sipping honey.

Occasionally, there are guests who are too fond of pleasure and do not know how to restrain themselves. After a moment of joy, their faces will visibly turn ashen and they will become limp as mud, yet they will still wear a foolish smile, completely unaware that their souls are already as fragile as a candle in the wind.

Just then, a white figure suddenly darted to Xu Changqing's desk.

The newcomer was a fox demon, whose human form was nearly complete, except for the tips of its ears and the fluffy tail.

She was completely naked, with only her long, silvery-white hair reaching her waist partially covering her body, her skin gleaming like pearls in the green firelight.

With her fox-like eyes sparkling with spring and her crimson lips slightly parted, she went straight to Xu Changqing, coquettishly saying, "What a handsome Taoist priest! Why sit alone in this cold and lonely place? Let me serve you some wine..."

As she spoke, a fragrant breeze wafted over her face, and her soft body nestled into Xu Changqing's arms. Her delicate hands reached towards his chest, and a faint pink light shimmered at her fingertips.

Before Xu Changqing could make a move, a withered hand suddenly reached out from the side and grabbed the fox demon's wrist.

Old Huang had risen at some point, his thin frame positioned between Xu Changqing and the fox demon, a fawning smile plastered on his face: "Oh, fox lady, please wait. This Abbot of Qingyang Temple is a man of pure cultivation, who has never been close to women. How could she tolerate such abruptness from you?"

He turned and winked at Xu Changqing, then said to the fox demon, "Let this old man bear the blame for such a sin!"

As he spoke, he forcefully pulled the fox demon into his arms, making a gurgling sound as he swallowed.

The fox demon was stopped. She glared at him with her seductive eyes, about to lash out, when a heavy groan came from the side.

At the next table, a fat pig demon was devouring a whole roasted leg. Hearing this, it raised its greasy head and sneered, "Old Huang, you're so old, your hair's almost all gone, and you're still thinking about such a good thing? Don't you see how frail you are? Can you even take the strain? Don't let the fairy suck all your old life essence dry, and then you'll be reduced to a skinny shell. You'll have no one to complain to then!"

The surrounding spirits laughed and jeered upon hearing this, making the commotion inside the cave even louder.

The Black Wind King, seated at the head of the table, slammed his bone cup down. A mocking glint flashed in his copper bell-shaped eyes, and his voice boomed like thunder: "Hahaha! Old Huang, if you truly have such intentions, I'll have the Fox Lady serve you well for the night, how about it?"

The fox demon was grabbed by Old Huang, a hint of barely perceptible annoyance flashing in her eyes. After all, this old fox was no match for Xu Changqing, but since the Black Wind King had spoken, she had no choice but to comply.

Upon closer inspection, although the old man was thin and frail, his aura was not weak. She leaned against him and gently traced a line on his withered chest with her fingertips, saying in a sweet voice, "Old Immortal Master, please cherish me..."

Old Huang's bones instantly went numb, and he readily agreed, grabbing the fox demon and heading into the shadows. His eagerness caused another round of laughter. The fox demon nestled against him, and before leaving, she turned back to give Xu Changqing a flirtatious wink, her white breasts swaying gently with each step, making several of the lesser demons stare wide-eyed.

Xu Changqing sat upright at his desk, seemingly oblivious to the surrounding commotion. The fox demon had just thrown herself at him, but Old Huang had intercepted her halfway, much to Xu's delight in the peace and quiet. The old man claimed to be protecting him, but in reality, he himself was already craving her. But it was fine; it saved Xu the trouble of dealing with her.

The cave was filled with a cacophony of noise and chaos, with demons dancing wildly and a mixture of lewdness and bloodlust rising up, threatening to turn the mountainside into an endless sea of ​​desire.

Just as the atmosphere of the banquet was getting increasingly frenzied, the thick black miasma at the entrance of the cave suddenly surged violently like boiling water.

A completely different fragrance suddenly overwhelmed all the blood, grease, and sweetness. This fragrance was cool and ethereal, like a white lotus just beginning to bloom by a cold pool, yet it also carried a faint, penetrating, and decadent quality, instantly disturbing the minds of all the demons and evil cultivators.

Countless eyes turned to the cave entrance.

The swirling miasma slowly parted to the sides, as if smoothed out by an invisible force. Soft, stardust-like specks of light drifted in, and within them, two figures gracefully stepped in.

The person in the lead was graceful and dressed in white, as white as snow.

The fabric was as thin as a cicada's wing, shimmering and sparkling as she moved, outlining breathtaking curves, yet veiled in a hazy veil at crucial points, inviting endless reverie.

Her face was covered with a light veil of the same color, revealing only her eyes.

Those eyes were as clear as an autumn pool, yet they possessed an indescribable magic that seemed to draw one's soul in, plunging them into an endless realm of tenderness.

Her long, black hair cascaded down her back, loosely tied up with a simple white jade hairpin, with a few strands falling beside her cheeks, adding to her ethereal and languid charm.

Her steps were light and graceful, her feet never touching the ground; with each step she took, a cool, lotus fragrance seemed to waft out.

Two young men followed her, both dressed in brocade robes, with jade pendants hanging from their waists, exuding an air of elegance. One of them had a handsome face and a gentle smile on his lips;

The other person had a cold and stern look in his eyes, with a slightly raised chin, exuding an air of arrogance.

The two men's brocade robes were intricately patterned, with a subtle shimmering light, clearly indicating that they were high-grade protective artifacts, demonstrating their extraordinary background.

The eyes of all the demons in the cave fell on the three of them, filled with a variety of emotions including lewdness, greed, fear, and curiosity.

Black Wind King had already risen from his seat, his broad face beaming with an unprecedentedly warm smile, and his voice booming like a bell: "Distinguished guests have graced our humble abode; please, take a seat!"

Its copper bell-like eyes swept across the entire hall, its voice booming, suppressing the remaining whispers: "Fellow Daoists, please allow me to introduce you. These three are our distinguished guests for today's grand finale."

It first pointed to the aloof woman, its tone clearly flattering: "This is the current true disciple of the Desire Immortal Sect, 'Jade Fairy.' The Desire Immortal Sect's methods are unparalleled, and Jade Fairy has mastered their essence. It is truly an honor for this king to have you grace us with your presence today."

Jade Fairy nodded slightly, her gaze serene. Her eyes were clear as autumn water, yet the demons and evil cultivators who were swept by her felt a sudden stirring in their hearts, an indescribable heat and longing quietly rising from the deepest recesses of their souls.

The Black Wind King then turned to the smiling young man in brocade robes: "This is Young Master Yuan Hong from the Yuan family of Giant Wave City, eight hundred miles away. The Yuan family has been prominent for generations, with deep roots in both the immortal and mortal realms. Young Master Yuan is also young and promising, with profound cultivation."

Yuan Hong cupped his hands and smiled, his smile warm but his eyes distant: "King Black Wind, you flatter me. I am merely here on the orders of my family to broaden my horizons. I hope that Your Majesty and fellow Daoists will forgive any inconvenience caused."

Finally, the Black Wind King introduced the cold-faced youth: "This is Jia Jue, the young master of the Jia family from Black Sun City, also a major city. The Jia family is renowned throughout the region, and young master Jia is the most outstanding member of the clan."

Jia Jue merely clasped his hands in a slight gesture, raised his chin slightly, and scanned the cave. His gaze lingered briefly on several demons whose auras were particularly fierce. He let out a barely audible snort, as if he found the place unsightly.

The atmosphere inside the cave changed once again after the three names were announced.

The Thousand Painting Sect and the Sword Slaughtering Sect are considered formidable forces in this area, but in the context of the entire Great Yu Dynasty, they are merely local powers residing in a corner of the country.

The Desire Immortal Sect, on the other hand, is a behemoth that truly has a voice in the central government of the dynasty. Its disciples travel the world and represent a completely different meaning.

The Yuan family of Giant Waves and the Jia family of Black Suns are powerful and deeply rooted cultivation families that dominate their respective regions, far surpassing ordinary mountain demon kings.

The presence of these people here suggests that this "Blood Apricot Feast" is likely part of something much bigger than what they intend to achieve.