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Chapter 1142: I’ll Dance for You!

Library of Heaven's Path · 第1142章 我愿为你一支舞!

“You’re too kind!”

Seeing that the other didn’t know him, Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

It was best not to be recognized; otherwise, a prestigious teacher and honored guest of the War Teacher Hall visiting a brothel… would be a disgrace to decency.

“To be honest, Brother Zhang, you’ve come on the right day today. Not only is Ziyuan the Fairy performing the Startling Swan Dance, but Ziyan the Fairy will also perform a newly learned dance. It’s sure to be a feast for the eyes…”

After chatting casually for a bit, Chu Xiang said excitedly.

“Ziyuan and Ziyan?” Zhang Xuan looked over.

“You haven’t even heard of them?” Seeing his expression, Chu Xiang was taken aback.

Zhang Xuan shook his head.

“You haven’t even heard of them? Brother Zhang, you really are…” Chu Xiang couldn’t help shaking his head.

He had thought that bringing a beauty to a brothel meant they were kindred spirits, but he hadn’t expected that he hadn’t even heard of these two.

“Are they famous?”

“Famous? In the entire Qingyuan Empire, there are probably few who haven’t heard of them! Especially Ziyan the Fairy, a seven-star Startling Swan Master. Her single dance captivates thousands, and countless people would bankrupt themselves to be her admirer! Unfortunately, she only dances once a month. To wait for today, I booked this private room two months ago…”

Seeing his utter ignorance, Chu Xiang was exasperated.

“Two months ago?” Zhang Xuan was speechless.

To go to such lengths just to watch the Startling Swan Dance—truly extreme.

“Look, they’re about to come on stage…”

Just as Chu Xiang was about to say more, musical instruments sounded in the hall before them, and a figure slowly flew out.

It was a woman in her twenties, dressed in purple, barefoot, walking on air like a fairy.

Her appearance might be slightly inferior to Hu Yaoyao and the others, but her aura was like clouds in the sky, as if she might drift away at any moment, giving a sense of illusion and elusiveness.

Especially her clothes—gorgeous and resplendent, yet they perfectly outlined her flawless figure, making her indescribably beautiful.

No wonder Chu Xiang was so excited. If Zhang Xuan’s state of mind hadn’t reached an unfathomable level, he too might have been unable to resist taking a few more glances and exclaiming… what a great reveal!

The exposed skin was just right—a bit more would be too seductive, a bit less too plain. It had to be said that her mere entrance stunned the entire audience and drew countless eyes.

“Is this Ziyan the Fairy?” Zhang Xuan asked.

“Of course not. This is Ziyuan the Fairy… Ziyan the Fairy’s junior sister!” Chu Xiang said casually, but his eyes were fixed straight ahead, not turning back, as if he were mesmerized.

Seeing him act like he’d never seen a woman before, Zhang Xuan shook his head with a wry smile and looked around through the window. Upstairs and downstairs, countless spectators were just like him—spellbound, as if their souls had been stolen the moment this woman appeared.

“A single Startling Swan Dance known to all under heaven… This profession is indeed formidable!”

Seeing the crowd like this, Zhang Xuan couldn’t help but sigh.

He himself was a Startling Swan Master comparable to a seven-star, and with his strong soul and state of mind, the other’s dance moves had no effect on him. But others were different; their souls were easily impacted and unable to extricate themselves.

“This Ziyuan the Fairy, though only a six-star peak Startling Swan Master, her Startling Swan Dance’s offensive power is much stronger than Wei Ranxue’s…”

Wei Ranxue, the dean of the Startling Swan Academy at the Master Teacher Academy, was also a six-star peak and no less beautiful than Ziyuan the Fairy. But when it came to the allure of her Startling Swan Dance, she was far inferior.

This woman before him—every move she made could make people lose their souls, involuntarily sinking into it. Clearly, her understanding of dance techniques had reached an unfathomable and astonishing level.

“Wei Ranxue, as a master teacher and one of the academy’s ten elders, holds a high status. When she performs, she sticks to the rules and lacks a hint of worldly charm. Without that charm, her power is greatly reduced…”

He saw at a glance the crux of Wei Ranxue’s slight inferiority.

Without experiencing the world, one’s heart cannot let go, and the dance loses a certain charm.

When this charm is unleashed in battle, its power is immense.

No wonder the Startling Swan Master Guild was established in a brothel—it greatly benefits the profession.

It could be said that if Wei Ranxue and Ziyuan the Fairy, both at the same level, fought, the former would surely lose.

Swish!

As he was pondering, the woman on the high stage in the hall spun gracefully, and a beautiful dance flowed out.

Like a mountain spring striking rocks, it gave a sense of peace and tranquility, as if instantly entering a special realm, relaxing both soul and body.

“Watching often greatly helps the soul…”

After watching for a while, Zhang Xuan nodded.

Although this woman’s dance, in his eyes, was full of flaws and too many defects to bear, watching it often could still relax the mind, allowing one to immerse and nourish the soul.

As he guessed, these cultivators weren’t just here for the beauty; more likely, they enjoyed this feeling of soul growth…

Sighing inwardly, he turned to look at Chu Xiang beside him and saw his eyes shining, drool all over his clothes.

“Huh?”

His brow twitched, and he looked at the crowd around.

They too were captivated by the dance, drooling, with expressions of unspeakable lewdness and obscenity.

Judging by their looks, if they weren’t too weak to cause trouble, they would have rushed over long ago and stripped that seductive figure on stage bare.

“Looks like… I overthought it!”

Rubbing his forehead, Zhang Xuan smiled bitterly.

Whoosh!

Soon, the Startling Swan Dance ended, and Ziyuan the Fairy bowed gracefully.

“Ladies and gentlemen, the fairy today also has a chance for a ‘Solo Dance for You.’ If anyone wishes, you may bid now… Starting price: 50 high-grade spirit stones, each bid must increase by at least 10!”

A middle-aged woman came out, looked around, and said.

“Solo Dance for You?”

Zhang Xuan was puzzled.

Chu Xiang, now recovered, quickly wiped the drool from his mouth: “It means dancing for you alone… Being able to watch up close and share a room with the fairy… just this condition drives people crazy! That’s why this opportunity is auctioned, and it’s expensive…”

Zhang Xuan understood.

A Startling Swan Master performing at full power puts a heavy load on the soul, so they can only dance one or two pieces a day—that was understandable. But he hadn’t expected this could be auctioned.

A single dance starting at 50 high-grade spirit stones… terrifying!

Even a six-star peak master teacher’s private lesson wasn’t worth that much.

“I bid 60!”

“70!”

“70 and you dare to speak? I bid 100!”

The crowd below clamored, and before long, the price exceeded 100, finally going for 150 high-grade spirit stones to a young master in a private room.

Seeing such a high price, Zhang Xuan couldn’t believe it.

Back in the Hongyuan Empire, he had nearly lost his life and still struggled to earn 150 high-grade spirit stones, yet this woman earned that with a single dance…

Should he consider changing careers?

With his understanding of the Startling Swan profession, a few casual moves should be worth more than this woman’s!

“Why didn’t you bid?”

After sighing, he turned to look at Chu Xiang beside him.

This guy came specifically to watch the Startling Swan Dance and could afford this room, showing he wasn’t short on money. Logically, since the Solo Dance for You was being auctioned, why didn’t he make a move?

“I’m saving my strength to bid for Ziyan the Fairy’s solo dance!” Chu Xiang said proudly.

“Ziyan the Fairy?”

“Mm, look, she’s coming out…” Chu Xiang’s eyes lit up.

Zhang Xuan turned to look and saw a commotion below as another woman flew in through the air.

This woman was clearly more beautiful than Ziyuan, with a better figure, and was no less than Hu Yaoyao.

Most importantly, she carried a strong worldly charm, as if she might fall in love with anyone at any moment.

“A seven-star peak Startling Swan Master… no wonder!”

This woman was a seven-star peak Startling Swan Master, so it was no surprise she captivated so many.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

As he pondered, the woman on stage began to dance, her movements graceful and enchanting.

Turning to look, he saw Chu Xiang drooling even more.

Shaking his head, Zhang Xuan watched quietly.

It had to be said that this Ziyan the Fairy’s understanding of the Startling Swan Dance had reached an astonishing level. Every move, every smile, was in harmony with nature, making hearts willingly beat in time with her dance.

“If she wanted… a single dance could kill all these people!”

Zhang Xuan sighed.

With hearts beating in time with her dance, she controlled everyone’s lives. Every profession, when mastered, should not be underestimated.

Whoosh!

When the dance ended, the auction for the “Solo Dance for You” began again.

“Ziyan the Fairy’s solo dance: starting price 500 high-grade spirit stones, each bid must increase by at least 100. Ladies and gentlemen, please begin!”

The middle-aged woman’s voice rang out again.

“I bid 600!”

“800!”

“1000!”

The auction for Ziyan the Fairy’s solo dance was far more intense than Ziyuan’s. In the blink of an eye, the price broke through the 1000 high-grade spirit stone mark.

“A thousand spirit stones just to watch a dance?”

Shaking his head with a wry smile, if he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, Zhang Xuan would have thought everyone was crazy.

Just as he was sighing, he heard Chu Xiang’s voice beside him: “I bid… one high-grade essence spirit stone!”

“One high-grade essence spirit stone?”

Zhang Xuan was stunned, his eyes widening.

High-grade essence spirit stones—the entire War Teacher Hall had only ten… And this Chu Xiang was offering one just to watch a dance?

Too extravagant!

“To have Ziyan the Fairy dance for me alone, any cost is worth it!”

Seeing his surprise, Chu Xiang said.

“Any cost?”

His mouth twitching, Zhang Xuan remembered something, his eyes lit up, and he stood up, full of confidence: “How about this: don’t watch her, give me the spirit stone… I’ll dance for you!”

“…” Chu Xiang.