The Pill Tycoon - Chapter 553: The Strange Hostess

Lu Qiwen was clearly mocking the two of them. In legends, many people know that the task of collecting souls is usually the responsibility of the two deities, Black and White Impermanence, while Ox-Head and Horse-Face are the underworld gods who patrol the underworld. Although they are equal in status, one has a hard job while the other has a cushy job. Now that their positions have been reversed, the two underworld gods are feeling very uncomfortable.
Ox-Head gripped his steel fork tightly, ready to attack Lu Qiwen, but Horse-Face remained calm and pulled Ox-Head back, saying, "Brother Ox, we're brothers, there's no need to stoop to his level. If we can't afford to offend him, can't we at least avoid him?" The ghost of the spy, who was imprisoned by Lu Qiwen, was stunned and looked at Ox-Head, Horse-Face, and Lu Qiwen with a surprised expression.
The bull-headed man, persuaded to stop by the horse-faced demon, glanced at the ghost of the scout and said, "Boy, who told you to mess with this man? Whether you can escape or not depends on your own fate. My brother and I can't help you with anything." After saying that, the two of them disappeared. The scout couldn't help but cry out, "Two divine lords, please take me away! My sins are grave; I deserve to go to the eighteenth level of hell..."
Lu Qiwen laughed and said, "Kid, even if you really deserve to go to the eighteenth level of hell, if I don't release you, you'll only end up in my hands." Hearing Lu Qiwen's words, the scout looked at Lu Qiwen in terror and trembled, "You... what can you do to me?"
Lu Qiwen chuckled and said, "What can I do to you? You'll find out soon enough, and I'm sure you'll never forget it."
A burst of Samadhi Fire flew towards the scout's soul. The scout, filled with fear, asked, "What is this? What are you going to do to me?"
Lu Qiwen didn't speak, just watched coldly. He saw the Samadhi True Fire appear beside the scout's soul. The scout didn't feel anything. Although it looked like a ball of fire, he didn't feel any heat. He wondered if he didn't have to be afraid of fire after becoming a ghost.
The scout burst into laughter and said to Lu Qiwen, "Haha, I'm a ghost now, I'm not afraid of me at all!"
Lu Qiwen said calmly, "Ignorant fool, I'll show you what Samadhi True Fire is." A flame landed on the spy's hand, and a shrill scream came from the spy's mouth. If Lu Qiwen hadn't consciously controlled the Samadhi True Fire, the spy's soul would have turned to ashes in no time. However, Lu Qiwen wouldn't let the spy disappear so easily, so he simply controlled the Samadhi True Fire to completely dissolve one of the spy's arms.
The pain that pierced the soul was far more unbearable than physical pain, and the spy surrendered almost instantly.
Lu Qiwen coldly looked at the spy and said, "Now, will you talk or not? If you don't, I have plenty of ways to make you wish you were dead."
The spy looked at Lu Qiwen as if he were a devil, nodding repeatedly and saying, "I'll tell you everything, I just beg you not to torture me."
Lu Qiwen glanced at the scout and said, "I only ask you who sent you to follow me, and what your purpose is?"
The scout quickly replied, "I'm from the Demon Cult. Today, one of our subordinates was beaten up at a bar, and our protector sent me out to investigate, so I followed you there."
Upon hearing this, Lu Qiwen couldn't help but sneer, "The Demonic Cult, I didn't expect the Demonic Cult to become more and more tasteless. You even recruit such desperate criminals as your followers. It's truly time for you to perish." With a thought, the Samadhi True Fire suddenly enveloped the spy's soul. Almost without feeling any pain, the spy's soul was scattered. The Samadhi True Fire landed directly on the corpse, and then the entire body turned to ashes.
The family heard the noise and someone came out, but Lu Qiwen noticed the person as soon as they left the living room, so he leaped out of the yard.
Walking through the narrow alley, Lu Qiwen secretly made a decision. He had already put the Demon Sect out of his mind after not hearing any news from them for so long, and since they hadn't bothered him during this time, he had even less thought of them.
However, now that news of the Demon Cult has suddenly resurfaced, Lu Qiwen has the idea of uprooting the Demon Cult completely.
Lu Qiwen's first thought was of the bar on Changning Road, which used to be a stronghold of the Demon Cult. It seemed that Shui Qingling was in charge of that bar. Lu Qiwen thought that since he didn't have anything to do, he might as well go to Changning Road.
After flagging down a taxi, Lu Qiwen said to the driver, "Driver, to No. 123 Changning Road."
The car roared into the traffic, and Lu Qiwen slowly released his divine sense, quickly enveloping the bar on Changning Road. Within the bar, there were several powerful energies, the strongest of which possessed the cultivation of a Golden Core cultivator. What surprised Lu Qiwen even more was another energy entity that clearly belonged to the realm of light. Lu Qiwen had sensed this kind of light energy in the body of the deceased Father Riok. A thought flashed through his mind: Could it be that the Demonic Cult and the Holy See have colluded? I wonder what the Holy See is trying to do by sending people into Haishi.
Just as Lu Qiwen was lost in thought, the car stopped in front of the bar. Lu Qiwen paid the fare, looked at the bar, and went inside.
Although there were fewer people early in the morning, it was still quite lively. On the central stage, several scantily clad women were performing pole dancing, while in the dark corners, someone was swallowing ecstasy pills. Many men and women even found a corner in the dark to perform a sex show. It was truly a place that showcased all aspects of life.
As soon as Lu Qiwen entered the bar, two scantily clad women surrounded him, their voluptuous bodies pressing against him. One of the women, heavily made up, smiled seductively and reached her hand towards Lu Qiwen's chest, saying with a grin, "Little brother, you're so strong! How about I have a drink with you?"
Lu Qiwen frowned, slightly shifting his body to avoid the woman's hand landing on him, and said calmly, "Sorry, I'm not interested in you."
The woman looked as if she had swallowed a fly, her face turning ugly. However, being a woman who had been in the world of prostitution for a long time, she was able to control her emotions and chuckled, saying, "It seems you don't like me, little brother. But it doesn't matter. Whatever kind of girl you like, I can find her for you. Ladies, mature women, little lolis, or college students?"
Lu Qiwen glanced at the woman indifferently. The woman shivered under his gaze, a chill creeping into her heart. She forced a calm expression and moved away from him, muttering, "What a pretty boy. Too bad he's impotent."
Upon hearing this, Lu Qiwen was so angry that he almost pushed the woman to the ground and raped her to death to prove whether he was impotent or not. However, considering his status, he thought he couldn't stoop to the level of a prostitute like her. Lu Qiwen pretended not to hear and glanced at the other woman beside him.
Unlike the woman from before, this woman who had been following Lu Qiwen without saying a word also wore heavy makeup. However, Lu Qiwen could immediately see that beneath the thick rouge was a delicate face. Moreover, this woman's clothing was very conservative, and she did not pounce on any man she saw like the woman from before.
Lu Qiwen couldn't help but feel a slight fondness for the woman. Just as the woman was about to leave, thinking that Lu Qiwen didn't need anyone to accompany him, Lu Qiwen said to her, "Miss, if you have time, may I invite you for a drink?"
The woman looked at Lu Qiwen in surprise, seemingly not expecting him to invite her for drinks. The surprise on her face slowly faded, and she said, "I only drink and chat with guests. If it's anything else, then forget it." Her meaning was clear: if it was just drinking, that was fine, but if he wanted to hug, kiss, or anything intimate, then forget it.
Lu Qiwen looked at the woman with surprise. In this filthy bar, nine and a half out of ten men come to find women to relieve their frustrations, and the other half are either impotent or homosexual. He just didn't know how this woman could survive here by only drinking with men.
Lu Qiwen smiled faintly and said, "Okay, I just wanted to find someone to drink with, I didn't have any other intentions."
The woman nodded slightly with a coquettish smile and led Lu Qiwen to a place to sit down. Her bright eyes swept over Lu Qiwen's face as she asked, "What kind of wine would you like to drink?"
Lu Qiwen chuckled and said, "Since we're accompanying ladies for drinks, let's have some red wine, but choose an older vintage."
The woman kindly reminded her, "If it's older, the price will be much higher, so perhaps..."
Lu Qiwen was surprised that this woman would actually consider the guests' needs. Although he didn't know how much these hostesses earned, he knew that a large part of their income came from selling drinks to customers. If they were drinking wine that cost tens of thousands of yuan a bottle, the commission from that wine alone would be enough for this woman to earn several thousand yuan. If it were an ordinary hostess, after hearing Lu Qiwen's words, she would probably have told him to order the most expensive wine instead of kindly reminding him like this woman did.
Lu Qiwen smiled at the woman sitting opposite him and said, "You're too kind, young lady, but since we're drinking, we should drink the best. Don't try to save me money; go and get the wine."

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