690: Chapter 465 690: Chapter 465 The mistress, seeing how generously the Eldest Prince was spending, had a group of beauties escort him to a room and set up a banquet to get him drunk.
Among such a throng of beauties, the Eldest Prince didn’t care where he was, for revelry and pleasure were of utmost importance.
“Handsome, where do you come from?
You’re so generous!”
“Handsome, you’re so rich, why not give us sisters a bigger tip?”
“Handsome, your skin is so tender, is that because of a powerful Cultivation Technique?
Could you teach me?”
These beauties accompanying him in drinking, with their coquettish words and skillful flattery, aimed to secure this wealthy and attractive man as a regular patron.
In his enjoyment, the Eldest Prince felt that a man should never lose his poise, especially amid the adoration of beautiful women.
Under the siege of the beauties, the Eldest Prince soon felt tipsy.
Amidst the drinking and dining, he didn’t forget the purpose of his visit, yet he intended to have his fun for a while longer, not wanting to scare these people away too soon.
He planned to stay and enjoy himself for a while and pick the best person, for no matter whether it was a man or woman, such a pleasure-seeking place could provide him an opportunity to possess a body.
The Eldest Prince could turn stone to gold and maintain the transformation for some time without reverting back to stone.
With his constant giving of gifts, not only was the mistress pleased, but the accompanying women were also delighted.
The courtesans of the Brothel vied to enter the Eldest Prince’s room for one reason: this nobleman was very generous, and many sisters received a lot of gold every day.
Those who didn’t serve him earned merely a fraction of what he handed out to others.
Moreover, the nobleman was not just lavish; he also excelled in certain aspects, winning the favor of the women.
The Soul Monkey saw everything the Eldest Prince did but had orders not to let him harm anyone, without forbidding the monkey itself from letting him engage in debauchery.
As the Eldest Prince turned stone to gold, the monkey laughed at the thought that the Eldest Prince was taking advantage of others without truly giving them anything of lasting value, resolving to give him a taste of his own medicine.
The monkey felt that such actions by the Eldest Prince were a bit sinister, draining people’s positive energy.
The monkey had thought of doing the same, but then it remembered it was under someone’s control.
If it really acted out, the first ones not to let it slide would be the Artifact Spirit of the Hell Palace, followed by the master it was contracted to.
If the monkey did anything improper, it would certainly be known by that pretty boy.
The monkey also relayed its surveillance findings to Jiang Tang, asking whether the Eldest Prince’s behaviors warranted a lesson.
Upon receiving the report from the Soul Monkey, Jiang Tang found the Eldest Prince’s actions despicable, likening him to a flower picker who not only plucks flowers but also callously harms the innocent.
Whether a soul turns into a person, whether it’s a Dragon or an ordinary ghost, as soon as it interacts with human beings, it will absorb their positive energy.
For the time being, it wouldn’t endanger the person’s life, but over the long term, it was sure to harm many people.
No matter if the ones he harmed were courtesans, they were still living beings who needed to be protected from his actions; moreover, he deserved a lesson.
Empowered by the order, the monkey had an idea.
Since the Eldest Prince liked women and turning stones into gold, why not break his Spell in front of the women and embarrass him, particularly when he was engaging with them?
Ever since the Eldest Prince began indulging in the luxuries of the Brothel, with delicious foods and beautiful women at his side, and using the stone-turned-gold for expenses, women from the Brothel scrambled to serve him every day, with different women in his bed daily, often more than one at a time.
Though he was the ghost of a Dragon that had taken over a human body, he could use all his natural functions and Spells.
This wasn’t something ordinary souls could manage, nor was it within the capabilities of regular Ghost Cultivators.
Regular Ghost Cultivators couldn’t assume others’ forms; they only knew simple disguise techniques.
Even their ability to solidify their form was inferior to the soul of an Immortal like the Eldest Prince.
The Eldest Prince, enjoying himself in the embrace of women, soon found himself unable to leave the Brothel, addicted to its pleasures and especially its women.
Lying daily among the women, he felt invigorated after absorbing their positive energy.
After all, he didn’t have to spend money on the stones, and such a skill to turn them into gold was something any Immortal could do.
Unfortunately, mortals were still unable to recognize it, which played to his advantage.
The Eldest Prince always had treasures with him and didn’t see the point in giving them to the women, as even if some were Cultivators, they couldn’t use them.
Today, the Eldest Prince played a game with the women in his room: whoever lost at rock-paper-scissors had to drink or hand over Silver, with an additional rule that if a woman lost, she had to strip.
Seeing this, the monkey couldn’t stand idly by.
It didn’t want to be left out and used its skills to make the Eldest Prince lose at rock-paper-scissors.
The Eldest Prince didn’t expect to keep losing and found the game no fun at all, while the women were surprised that their hands, seemingly out of their control, kept winning them gold.
With the women laughing and chatting, the Eldest Prince felt frustrated at constantly losing.
So, he changed tactics, playing blind man’s bluff and tying a blindfold over his eyes, letting the beauties scatter.
Whichever woman he caught would have to take off her clothes and join him in bed.
Naturally, any woman caught wouldn’t receive gold, but those who eluded capture would be rewarded by him.