Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 112 - 99: Cultivation World’s Large-Scale Matchmaking Event 【8K Mega - ! Subscribe Please!】_2

Chapter 112: Chapter 99: Cultivation World’s Large-Scale Matchmaking Event 【8K Mega Chapter! Subscribe Please!】_2

Suddenly, he wore an expression like flowers stuck in dung, presumably because his family had some clout, allowing him to be matched with such a stunningly beautiful female cultivator.

But there was nothing to be done. The Cultivation World wasn’t a brothel; one couldn’t claim superiority merely based on looks. Jiang Feng was currently at the sixth level of Qi Refinement—oh no, that’s wrong, after his fight with Wu Daoxu, he had actually reached the seventh level. In all of Qingshui County, he was considered an expert.

However, within the context of the entire province, one could only describe his prospects with four characters.

Future hopeful.

The entire loft was fresh and elegant, with a faint fragrance wafting throughout. Just from the furnishings and the phoenix-carved fragrant wood at the door, one could tell that the owner of the loft had rather good taste.

Furthermore, there was a musician in the loft playing the guqin, the music melodious as if carrying an intangible magic that calmed the slightly restless heart of the youth, and gradually, the fatigue from running all night began to fade.

"Is this Bijian Spring?"

The tune was somewhat familiar.

He wasn’t particularly versed in music, but he used to frequent brothels to listen to performances, so he was familiar with the titles of pieces.

Even with such fresh and transcendent music playing, most of the people on the first floor were still flushed and gathered in groups of two or three at the tables—old and young alike, with nearly dozens of tables in sight.

Without exception, every table either displayed Magical Weapons or...

"What? You want fifty Spirit Stones? That’s my whole life’s savings, and you also want half of my Spiritual Spring? This spring was entrusted to me by my sect, passed down for dozens of generations!"

A forty-something man was jumping up and down in fury, his tone full of heartache, his veins popping, but the young and beautiful woman sitting opposite him only had a face of displeasure.

Weighing the bag in her hand, which contained about ten Spirit Stones, other cultivators would probably jump with joy at acquiring ten Spirit Stones, but for her...

Naturally, she would try to squeeze out as much as she could.

"If you don’t give me half of that Spiritual Spring, plus my Divine Sense, how can I believe your sincerity? Where would my sense of security come from? What if you don’t treat me well in the future? My parents raised me with such difficulty for decades."

"But that’s simply too outrageous, I’m already at the top-grade Foundation Establishment, and you’re only at the eighth level of Qi Refinement, how can you make such preposterous demands!"

However, to the surprise of many, the woman simply smiled proudly with a trace of disdain in her voice.

"Comparing cultivation with a woman, you really have no shame."

With just one sentence, the man’s expression solidified, at a loss for words.

This is the sadness of being bound by moral constraints.

The female cultivator continued nonchalantly, as if she had seen this kind of scene many times, casually crossing her legs with an air of ease.

"What, you’re not happy? There are many out there who want to marry female cultivators from the Joyful Sect. This is our price."

"You’re just an Outer Disciple!"

"Oh? Comparing status with women now? Are you trying to find confidence in yourself through women? How to climb the ranks and how to advance should be what you ponder over. What’s that got to do with me."

His lips quivered a few times, but he said nothing. It was quite apparent that he had already started to accept this line of argument, which was akin to the pre-casting phase of PUA (Pick-up Artist) tactics.

A Senior Sister and her junior brother, who had just walked over, seemed to be drawn by the commotion, as were several other onlookers, seemingly enjoying the drama. At first glance, the daringly dressed woman did indeed have some allure.

However, it mostly relied on her meticulous makeup and attire to appear particularly enticing; her natural assets were decent, but she looked to be over thirty.

The female cultivator, seemingly confident of the man’s character, pretended to prod him leisurely.

"The sisters from Joyful Sect, even those with Qi Refinement cultivation, have married Core Formation Stage masters, even Nascent Soul Stage masters. It’s already a demeaning concession for me to meet with you. How can you be so unappreciative?"

"Our Qi Refinement is equivalent to your Core Formation. Otherwise, how could we sit at the same table? If you can’t afford it or are unwilling, just say so directly—why look for so many excuses?"

"If you’re unwilling to make even this small investment, how can you achieve great things in the future? Alas, forget it. Today I still have a few people to meet, but as for you..."

"In the future, if you want to find a female cultivator from Joyful Sect for marriage at such a low price, I’m afraid you’ll only find one in your dreams."

Without further ado, she casually grabbed the bag of Spirit Stones behind her, ready to leave.

Such explosive dialogue naturally didn’t escape Jiang Feng’s ears; his eyebrows raised, and the emotional shift didn’t slip by Senior Sister Liu next to him.

Likewise, she turned her head.

"Since this place specifically caters to cultivators, it’s inevitable that some will conduct trades, not just of Spiritual Treasures but also of people, including matters of marriage."

His eyes widened with interest. He had been unperturbed by someone attempting a scam on him, but the moment he saw someone discussing marriage, his legs became as if stuck to the floor, immovable.

Liu Tangxi could only shake her head helplessly at her junior brother’s condition, but as an elder sister and a master, she remained patient... Well, let’s just get straight to the point.

She was quite curious as well.

So, the Senior Sister and junior brother stood side by side to watch the show.

"Most of these people have limited cultivation talent. Usually, if they haven’t reached Core Formation by the age of forty, there’s little hope for the rest of their lives. Even if they use external aids to break through, they can only hover on the edge of Core Formation."

"This man must be over sixty, his age not notable, but the path ahead is clearly a dead end. He has a Spiritual Spring in his family, which is a valuable asset for cultivation regardless of its size. Usually, it is passed down through the family or allocated."