Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses

Yuchi wasn’t at all accustomed to Xun Xiaoxian’s enthusiastic demeanor; was the Great Tang Prison really that important to someone from the Defense Department?

"Alright, we’ll see if it’s possible to get her a quick look inside the Great Tang Prison. Just a simple visit, and I can tell that’s already enough to make her satisfied. As for anything more, well, whether or not it’s doable is one thing, but the cost of going further might not be worth it."

Yuchi believed in the power of the Great Tang Prison, but he didn’t trust that it was as polite as it seemed. Wasn’t this like pushing Xun Xian into a pit of fire?

Smiling, Yuchi boarded the carriage, waving at the reluctantly teary-eyed Ximo.

Little Ximo rubbed her eyes, crying as she tearfully shouted just before his departure:

"Uncle, have a good journey, and don’t look back!"

"Without you, Momo will be strong!"

"Boohoohoohoo!"

Good journey... and now she’s crying... it’s almost like we just got through the seventh day of mourning.

Yuchi was speechless: "...I’ve been blessed with longevity by little Ximo."

The carriage left the Wei Mansion and soon disappeared from the view of the still-developing Xufu Town.

...

After two days, they arrived in Jiangzhou City, and Yuchi casually found an inn. He had no intention of staying at the previous inn again, as its shopkeeper turned out to be a spy for the Stargazing Tower.

In Xufu Town, he was a prominent figure, well-known to all, without exaggeration. However, in Jiangzhou City, although the recent expansion of Xufu Town made him somewhat famous, there were genuinely only a handful who might recognize him.

This made getting things done very convenient.

First, to find out how to formalize the sect and ensure its regularization safely.

Second, to find out when precisely the sect competition would happen and what arrangements were in place for it.

These two tasks could be tackled simultaneously.

That evening, just after dining with Xun Xian, he slipped out the door.

Xun Xian curiously asked Yuchi, "Yuchi, where are you off to? It’s late; aren’t you resting?"

They had only arrived in Jiangzhou City that afternoon, and Yuchi was complaining about his sore back, saying it was about to break.

Yet after a casual meal at the inn, Yuchi claimed he needed to go out.

So what was so important that it had caught his interest?

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Sniffing, Yuchi calmly replied, "To the Drunken Joy Tavern to listen to some music, care to join?"

Xun Xian: "..."

Listening to music? I can’t even bring myself to point out the obvious, "join you"? Join you for what...

Take care.

"Don’t get into trouble; without me by your side, make sure you don’t mess things up," Xun Xian kindly reminded him.

Yuchi chuckled, "No worries, Jiangzhou City is very safe right now."

Having said that,

he stretched his back. As Xun Xian looked on with a mix of disdain and embarrassment, he strode through the door.

Xun Xian: That old scoundrel... just don’t strain your back.

But thinking about it from the Wei Family’s perspective, Yuchi’s actions were understandable.

Recently, Wei Qingzhu had been busy with making clothes, and Wei Yuan was tangled up in various business matters, yet still managed to find time for tailoring. They were all so busy that even Qingzhu didn’t come over to bed down at night, so in Xun Xian’s eyes: He was probably pent-up, thus escaping to Jiangzhou City to indulge in pleasures...

Understandable.

He’s just a young man.

Ending up here, listening to music at the Drunken Joy Tavern, how could there be any wrongdoing in that?

...

After leaving Xun Xian, Yuchi found a random place and changed his clothes right there.

"My identity as Yuchi is marked by black brocade robes, that of Song Bei by blue clothes, but now I need a third identity."

"The triple disguise!"

"So what to wear?"

Yuchi pondered for a moment.

"Red clothes!"

The more eye-catching it is, the easier it is to create a lasting first impression, and thus easier to disassociate different identities.

Yuchi made up his mind.

Wearing a mask, he bought another one, then went to acquire a set of red tight-fitting attire. These red outfits were typical of sect disciples, though slightly mundane in style, it didn’t matter. After changing into the red outfit, hanging a cheap Jade Pendant on his waist, carrying an Immortal Sword, and styling his hair into a standard cultivator’s topknot, he was ready.

The Immortal Sword was, of course, the same one as before, the one that had been used for digging.

Immortal Sword: "..."

Alright then.

Under the light of a bronze mirror, Yuchi was a completely different person; even standing in front of Xun Xian, she would likely overlook him. Compared to the originally black-dressed brocaded Yuchi, he was a completely different person.

Bearing the unique pride of a Cultivator and a touch of vanity, everything was perfectly executed, and complemented with a simple smooth mask, the transformation was complete.

The Sect Leader of the Ascension Gate, "Zong Liangqing" was here.

A moment later.

In the bustling street market, Yuchi headed straight into the Drunken Joy Tavern.

In the Drunken Joy Tavern, there were beauties aplenty, though most were tainted with vulgarity. If here for mere entertainment, that’s fine; the girls of the Drunken Joy Tavern were interested in gold and silver, so just give them that, but coming here looking for romance was mostly wishful thinking.

You want to fall in love with the girls of the Drunken Joy Tavern, but they want you to become a doting father.

"I treat you like a brother, but you lust after my body"... this is a classic case of irony.