The Matron's gaze never wavered as she studied Snow, her lips curving into an enigmatic smile.
"You are… fascinating." Her voice was laced with intrigue, her fingers tracing slow patterns along the velvet fabric beneath her. "A man brimming with power, yet unsatisfied. Your body indulges, but your soul remains restless."
Snow's silver eyes remained locked onto hers, his expression unreadable. "Are you going to keep talking in circles, or do you have a solution?"
The Matron chuckled, leaning back with the ease of someone who held all the cards. "Impatient. That hunger of yours—what a dangerous thing."
She reached for a jade cup resting on a lacquered table, lifting it to her lips. She took a slow sip, savoring the taste before setting it down with a quiet clink.
"Tell me, young master," she mused, tilting her head slightly. "Are you familiar with the Scarlet Moon Sect?"
Snow's eyes flickered. Of course, he had heard of them.
A prominent dual cultivation sect, known for their unique approach to harnessing the balance of yin and yang energies.
They were respected. Feared. And secretive.
Snow's interest sharpened.
"I assume you're more than just a brothel Matron, then," he remarked.
The Matron's lips curled, amusement dancing in her dark eyes. "Perceptive. My role here is merely a… gateway."
Snow remained impassive. "Enough games. You wouldn't have summoned me here unless you had an offer."
The Matron chuckled again, swirling the wine in her cup. "Clever and impatient. Fine, I won't waste your time."
She leaned back, crossing her long, flawless legs.
"I have someone who may satisfy you."
Snow's gaze sharpened.
"She is not a simple courtesan," the Matron continued. "In fact… she is not a courtesan at all.She a disciple the sect..A particularly prominent disciple of the sect..She one of our talented disciple and is in search of someone who can satisfy her needs."
"Due to her constitution she has too much yin energy and its difficult to find someone in the younger generation with enough yang energy to cultivate with her..But i can't guarantee she would be willing to help you so you will have to convince her"
Snow remained silent, waiting.
She lifted a delicate hand, and a soft bell chimed. Almost instantly, a side door slid open, and a woman stepped inside.
Snow's gaze shifted.
he had seen her at the reception before.The woman who stepped through the door was a vision of elegance and allure. Snow had noticed her before at the reception, but under the dim golden glow of the Matron's chamber, she appeared even more mesmerizing.
Her beauty was striking—long, midnight-black hair cascading down her back, framing a face that seemed sculpted from the purest jade. Her deep violet eyes shimmered with intelligence, tinged with a quiet confidence. Full lips, painted a delicate shade of red, curved slightly as she regarded Snow with measured curiosity.
Unlike the courtesans, she wore a refined crimson robe, its fabric woven with golden embroidery, clinging to her slender yet curvaceous figure. The silk subtly outlined the fullness of her chest, the narrow dip of her waist, and the graceful sway of her hips. Though modest compared to the provocative attire of the brothel's women, the sheer quality of her presence outshone them all.
A quiet yet undeniable aura of power radiated from her.
She wasn't just a beauty.
She was a cultivator.
The Matron's lips curled as she gestured between them. "Snow, meet Ji Ruyue. She is not only my most trusted disciple but also a direct descendant of the Scarlet Moon Sect's lineage."
Ji Ruyue nodded slightly, her gaze calm, unreadable. "Young Master Snow."
Snow met her gaze, his expression cool and assessing. "So you were watching me from the start."
Her lips curved slightly, neither confirming nor denying it.
The Matron chuckled, amusement glinting in her dark eyes. "It was necessary. We couldn't offer just anyone to our Ruyue."
Ji Ruyue sighed softly, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "Matron, if this is your attempt at matchmaking, I must decline."
"Don't be too hasty" Snow interjected. "I'm sure you won't be disappointed by what I'm offering "
Ji Ruyue raised an eyebrow, intrigued but unconvinced. "Then what are you offering?"
Snow glanced at the Matron. "Leave us. If I'm to convince her, I'll do it alone."
The Matron's brows lifted in mild surprise before a knowing smirk graced her lips. "Very well. But don't keep her too long—she is quite precious to me."
With that, she rose gracefully, her crimson robe swaying as she left the chamber, leaving the two of them alone.
A tense silence followed.
Ji Ruyue studied Snow, her gaze sharp. "You must be confident to send the Matron away. But words alone won't persuade me."
Snow stepped closer, his aura subtly pressing against hers. "Then forget words."
He extended his palm, and a faint, primordial golden energy swirled into existence above his fingers. Unlike the ordinary yang energy of common men, this energy was refined, ancient, boundless.
Ji Ruyue's pupils shrank. "This…"
"The primordial harmony fusion." Snow's voice was calm, yet it carried weight. "A Supreme technique that refines both Yin and Yang to the absolute peak. It can help you control your excess Yin energy… and in return, I need someone who can handle my Yang and help me release my tensions"
A flicker of hesitation crossed Ji Ruyue's face. "…You'd offer me such a technique? For what? A single night?"
Snow's lips curved slightly. "That depends on you."
She stared at the golden energy in his palm, her fingers tightening at her sides.
The temptation was real.
This was no ordinary technique. It was one of legend, something even sect elders would fight over. With it, her cultivation would skyrocket.
But to obtain it…
Her gaze lifted to meet Snow's.
"Prove that you are worthy," she murmured, stepping closer. "And I may consider it being yours ."
Snow's silver eyes gleamed. "Then let's not waste time."
The air between them crackled with tension.
Tonight would be unlike any before.