Demonic Calamity Across the Heavens: Starting with Little Li's Flying Dagger

Chapter 5 Yunmeng Residence, Exquisite Dance by a Beautiful Woman

In the seemingly quaint restaurant, as soon as the waiter saw Qin Xiaoyi's face, he warmly led the group up to the fourth floor. This floor was the entire banquet hall, with a corridor at the entrance. Inside, there were three large screens embroidered with scenes of romance, nature, birds and fish.

The room is spacious and decorated with bell-shaped flowers all around. The sepals are pure white with a translucent, bone-china-like sheen, and the tips of the petals are adorned with varying shades of pale purple, as if dyed or naturally formed.

Below, eight tables were arranged according to the eight trigrams, each low table filled with gold-footed goblets, jade plates, white jade chopsticks, and purple-gold bells.

A beautiful woman knelt and waited by the table, while a guqin played softly and bells rang out. The place looked magnificent, like a royal palace.

Wei Wu stopped, a half-smile on his face. His slightly cold gaze swept over the waiter before landing on Qin Xiaoyi's enthusiastic face. He pointed around and said, "Old Master Qin, this ancient town doesn't seem very prosperous. How can it put on such a show? Is it a shady inn?"

The waiter protested, "Sir, you can't talk nonsense! My restaurant is called Yunmengju, and it's been open for decades. This floor is dedicated to entertaining famous martial arts heroes. In its heyday, even the King of Joy and Shen Tianjun dined here!"

"Oh? Yunmeng Residence?" Wei Wu turned to look at Qin Xiaoyi. "Is she the former Fairy of Yunmeng?"

Qin Xiaoyi felt a chill run down his spine, as if he were being watched by a wolf. A fine layer of sweat immediately broke out on his back, but he remained warm and friendly. "Yes, it is the restaurant left behind by the Fairy Yunmeng. It's a pity that she has passed away, and this place has become desolate."

"Brother Wei, please take a seat. Although Yunmeng Residence is not as prosperous as it was when the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world was in charge, it has not neglected its former skills in recent years."

Qin Xiaoyi cursed Wei Wu inwardly for being so meddlesome. They were only one step away from success, but he had to talk so much. Couldn't he just sit down, drink, and enjoy himself instead of going to the underworld?

Wei Wu seemed to truly believe them, nodding as he walked and saying, "The title of 'Number One Beauty in the Jianghu' is always just hype. There are so many beauties in the world, how can anyone possibly see them all?"

"Hehe, Master Wei is right. I think my mother is the most beautiful woman in the world." Long Xiaoyun followed behind Wei Wu with her hands behind her back. When she passed Qin Xiaoyi, there was a hint of mockery and malice in her clear black and white eyes.

Qin Xiaoyi had never seen a child's eyes as sinister and vicious as Long Xiaoyun's, but he showed no sign of it. He simply smiled and sat down in the guest seat, saying:

"Thanks to Brother Wei's great help along the way, he has solved a lot of troubles. That's why I booked this place in advance to repay his kindness."

Wei Wu sat down in the main seat without any hesitation. Looking at the pretty and beautiful maids beside him, he became even more excited about this "Feast at Hongmen".

He said with a smile, "People who always talk about gratitude never truly feel it in their hearts; they're too superficial."

Qin Xiaoyi choked on her words, and the smile on her face turned somewhat sinister. She took a deep breath, looked at the waiter, and gave him a look.

The waiter, understanding the situation, withdrew.

Instead, a group of beautiful women, each with their own unique charm, dressed in bright colors, danced and entered from behind the screen in two rows.

Any woman of such beauty could easily be called a "beauty" if she were to go out alone, but in this Yunmeng Residence, women of such looks were merely serving maids who carried dishes on trays.

Wei Wu's gaze fell upon the finest jade porcelain dishes before him, exquisitely arranged. Each dish was just the right amount, filling the round plates without overflowing the outer edges of the decorative patterns.

A maidservant lifted a wine jug from a small, red-hot stove, and the clear wine fell into a golden cup, creating a layer of green, ant-like foam.

"Newly brewed wine, green as ants; a small red clay stove, glowing with warmth; evening approaches, snow is imminent; shall we share a cup?"

A clear and melodious sound rang out from behind the screen along with the sound of bells and music.

Wei Wu looked up.

The sound of bells and music trembled against the screen, and the flowers, birds, insects, fish, mountains, rivers and seas on the screen seemed to come to life. A slender figure in a long dress twirled, her bare feet touching the screen, and she whirled into the room.

The music suddenly turned from gentle to urgent, stirring up passion, and the woman spun faster and faster, her flowing dress transforming into azure waves.

As soon as Wei Wu caught sight of a slender, snow-white leg above her bare feet, the woman abruptly stopped. The music slowed down, and her light blue skirt spun and drooped, like a blooming water lily closing its petals and standing quietly in the center.

Her face was veiled in a light veil, and a light blue headscarf wrapped her entire head of black hair. The veil and headscarf were connected, covering her forehead and completely obscuring her face, leaving only her captivating lips visible.

Her lips were slightly thick, resembling rose petals glistening with morning dew, quite sensual, with the corners of her lips slightly upturned, giving her an alluring smile.

The room had no windows, only candlelight for illumination, and several bright luminous pearls adorned the beams and walls, causing the soft light to fall on the dancer like a spotlight, drawing all eyes to her—

The dancer wore a narrow, blue and white short bodice, but because she was broad-chested, the short bodice couldn't hide her proud breasts, so she draped a layer of blue gauze over her shoulders, which immediately concealed her fair and alluring cleavage.

A dark blue ribbon was tied at the waist of her skirt, with a row of golden tassels hanging down, but they were not particularly eye-catching.

Because her top was short enough and her skirt was slit low enough, her slender waist and fair, delicate skin were particularly eye-catching.

A slender silver chain wrapped around her delicate waist, and a jewel the size of a thumbnail was set in her navel. The silver chain, snow-white skin, and blue skirt complemented each other, making her incredibly alluring.

But what fascinated Wei Wu the most were her snow-white, slender feet, small and exquisite, like works of art. The slight arch of her feet made the skin on the insteps appear even more tender, smooth, and delicate.

Her feet were dyed pink with some kind of flower juice, and her graceful steps were accompanied by a faint floral fragrance.

Three tiny bells hung from her slender ankles. With each light step she took, the bells jingled, their clear sound even more distinct amidst the music.

"Puff, puff..."

The musicians in the main hall began to play.

The dancer confidently raised her arms, her proud chest trembling. Her eyes, hidden behind her veil, were fixed on Wei Wu. With the sound of the drums, her alluring jade feet lightly stepped to the rhythm of the dance, and she swayed her slender waist, swinging her wide water sleeves that only covered her forearms.

Her waist was slender and supple, her fair skin as smooth as snow, and she danced to the rhythmic chimes of bells, like a blooming water lily, captivating all who beheld her.

Although he couldn't see the dancer's face, just by looking at her figure—slender waist, long, straight legs, and delicate feet—Wei Wu knew that even without her face, her figure alone made her an absolute stunner.

As the music grew more urgent, the dancers moved faster and faster, their movements becoming increasingly graceful and daring in sync with the rhythm.

Her hands were clasped together, her bare waist swaying gracefully like a snow-white jade snake shaking the water. The silver chain around her waist swayed like a slender willow branch, and the pearls shimmered with dizzying lines, making people subconsciously stare. Every move she made, every stretch and relaxation, was full of mysterious allure.

The dancer in blue was incredibly skilled. Her breasts were full and high, one could say they were voluptuous. Her slender waist was so thin it could be grasped in one hand, and her round, snowy buttocks resembled a piece of beautiful jade. Whether it was the swaying of her hips or the thrusting of her waist and abdomen, she exuded a strong allure, sensual and explicit.

Wei Wu had not drunk any wine, yet as he watched the dancing woman, his eyes seemed to be veiled with intoxication, as if he were completely intoxicated, uttering mutterings as if in a dream:

"She's a real beauty..."