"Thank you, Master~" In the Eunuch’s Grand Hall, Tyler Nash exuded a chilling aura after successfully forming his Solidifying Pill. He was incredibly excited, having never expected to solidify his pill so quickly and thus joining the ranks of true cultivators. "Giggle, this is your reward. In a few days, your master will go to the Immortal Mansion, and when I do, you’ll come with me," said the old eunuch with a smile. "Yes." Tyler Nash bowed deeply to the ground. He had now gained the old eunuch’s approval, and as long as he continued to endure, the day would come when he would soar to great heights and astonish everyone. By then, the old eunuch would die, and everyone else would perish too. Even the Emperor’s throne, he too would fancy a sit. So what if he’s a eunuch? Could a eunuch not become the Emperor? Once he had the old eunuch’s cultivation level, what would it matter if he was Emperor? Meanwhile, these days, the Capital City was bustling with activity. Although the old Emperor had died, the new, young Emperor had ascended the throne and proclaimed a general amnesty. Among those honored, Higgins King was appointed as the Admonitory King on the left, assisting the young Emperor, granting him immense authority. Even though he was not the Emperor, the decrees he issued were comparable to those of the Emperor himself. Of course, the hottest spot in the Capital City was a place called Vegetable Market, where people were executed daily, including the impeached Prime Minister Lincoln Wilkinson and his family. Lincoln Wilkinson was a senior official; his daughter was the Empress, and Isaac Wilkinson held considerable military power. Unfortunately, the Wilkinson Family had ambitions to control the kingdom and puppeteer the young Emperor, but the royal clergy disagreed, and so did the Lopez Family’s elders. Thus, the Wilkinson Family was executed for treason, destroying nine familial generations. While the Empress Wilkinson was not put to death, she was confined to the Cold Palace, forbidden to step outside its gates. Hundreds from the Wilkinson Family and their neighbors were beheaded, save for the militarily powerful Isaac Wilkinson, who was rescued by someone and his whereabouts unknown. But even though he was saved, Isaac Wilkinson’s troops were taken over by men under Higgins King. Other ministers associated with the Wilkinson Family have also been in constant fear lately, as the Admonitory King has been executing people daily, rooting out dissidents, and establishing his supporters. Certainly, the liveliness of the Capital City was not just about this, because once every sixty years, the Immortal Mansion was about to open, bringing cultivators from the Great Sects from all over the Mainland to the Capital City. The Saint Dragon Pavilion was not in the Capital City but on Fulong Mountain, 1,800 miles south of the city. Since the assembly day had not yet arrived, the Sects that arrived early had to stay in the Capital City, taking the opportunity to either sightsee or gain some experience. In the Saint Dragon Continent, there are the Nine Sects and Eighteen Doors, making up the twenty-seven most powerful factions. The Nine Sects refer to the super-large sects, and the Eighteen Doors are the first-class sects. The once-every-sixty-years Exploration Mansion event was a must for the Nine Sects and Eighteen Doors. Apart from them, there were also various other famous individuals, such as lone wanderers without a sect, and even some lesser-known sects received corresponding invitations to participate. With the opening of the Immortal Mansion imminent, cultivators from all corners of the continent, both great and small, gathered. Even if they weren’t going to partake in the Exploration Mansion, coming to the Capital City was still worth the experience. Moreover, with the strongest experts from different sects arriving, many trade conferences and even auction events were to be held. Some businesses took advantage of this occasion to launch a variety of rare treasures for cultivation, which then were snapped up for huge sums by the bigwigs of the Great Sects. Layla Dodson and her mistress’s pleasure house had also been packed every day, from morning till night, with no vacancy. Many customers arriving at night discovered they couldn’t get a private room anymore. The reason for such successful patronage was Layla Dodson’s business philosophy. He brought the various thrills and skills he had played with, seen, or heard about in the mortal world to this establishment and advertised them widely — the likes of "Broken Chrysanthemum," "Dual Flying Swallows," "Thai massage," complete services from shampooing to foot massages, topped with an oil rub, all in one go. At first, when the advertisements went out, many scorned them, but as word of mouth spread from some free initial offers, "Heaven and Earth" quickly became a hot spot. Indeed, the pleasure house was elegantly named "Heaven and Earth," and the implication was clear — it offered a heavenly experience. Upon entering, guests would start with the steam room, followed by a shampoo, then a foot massage, proceeding to a Thai massage, and finishing with an essential oil rub. The whole package! The aim was excitement, freshness, and relaxation. In recent days, Layla Dodson had acquired two neighboring pleasure houses to expand the business and was currently renovating them. Also, a few days ago, Tyler Nash had killed several people who had come seeking his reputation. As for why they were seeking it, it was because the way his brothel conducted business was too similar to that of the outside world. Tyler Nash knew that quite a few people from the outside world had come, and those who came to him clearly guessed that the owner was someone from the outside world as well. In fact, by doing so, he also aimed to attract any scattered brothers to join him, but instead of brothers, he lured wolves. Those who came to him were all plotting against him, wanting nothing but money. Others from the outside world were not as well-off as he was; most led rather miserable lives. When Tyler Nash first started, he would naturally greet them with a smile, but after the smiles came the chaotic slashes of a servant’s knife. To get by in Capital City, besides having some connections, Tyler Nash of course needed to find some tough guys to stand guard. While he couldn’t find enforcers at the Solidifying Pill level, he could hire those at the Higher Fetal Breathing Realm, so he had a few of them under his command. "Boss, there’s been a woman, a beggar Layla Dodson, hovering around the brothel for days now; she doesn’t ask for food or money, but I feel like she’s got her eyes on our brothel." It was dark. Tyler Nash was having his meal when a man looking like a shopkeeper came to report. This shopkeeper was from the tavern across the street. Tyler Nash was crafty, having secretly taken over the tavern across the street—a fact few were aware of. He had also dug tunnels, connecting the brothel to the tavern, as a precaution. "Be...be...beggar Layla? A woman?" Tyler Nash’s eyebrows rose. "Wh...wh...what’s her cultivation level?" Content originally comes from noⅴelfire.net "Late-stage Postnatal." Every time the shopkeeper spoke with Tyler Nash, he could barely suppress his laughter, as the boss’s stutter was quite severe. "Ca...ca...call over a couple of guys, and grab her for me. But keep it down," Tyler Nash said as he wiped his face with a towel. After commanding the eunuchs to take away the food, he began playing with his bird. Right now he was truly living in luxury, his every whim catered to—he was not just a man anymore; he had become a god! Only about ten minutes passed before two eunuchs jumped into the courtyard with a large sack. This was the side yard, still under renovation, and it was deserted, unlike the bustling main areas. "Boss, it’s a beauty in the making! She deliberately dirtied her face. If she’s got the chest and the looks, once at the brothel, it won’t take long before she becomes the top courtesan," chuckled one of the eunuchs. "To...to...top my ass! She... she... she’s a beggar Layla Dodson already, can’t you bloody accumulate some virtue?" Tyler Nash kicked the eunuch over, then barked, "Op...op...open it up. I...I want to see. If... if she’s got the looks, I’ll damn well enjoy her first!" The eunuch, speechless, untied the sack. Their boss was just not a good person, always pretending to be an upright gentleman! From inside the sack, the woman pushed her head out, gasping heavily. However, her hair was too long, and Tyler Nash couldn’t see her face. "What are you looking at? Want to die? I’ve got a face, come enjoy it, why don’t you!" The woman caught her breath and suddenly raised her head, tossing her hair back over her shoulders! Under the lamplight, Tyler Nash shuddered, then plopped onto the ground in shock, "Damn it, is...is that you?" "I’ll let you enjoy it to your heart’s content," the woman spat sarcastically, leaping out and starting to kick at Tyler Nash. "Do...do...don’t kick, stop kicking, I submit, I submit, hehehehe..." Tyler Nash covered his head, taking the beating and laughing gleefully. The woman kept kicking, laughing, and crying all at once, the reason for which was beyond anyone’s understanding. At this point, the two eunuchs were completely dumbfounded. What had happened to their boss?