This towering building soared high into the sky. It was brightly lit, like a lantern in the night. Inside, there was a man-made lake. Lotus flowers were in full bloom on the lakeside, their fragrance pouring over them.

As soon as Long Chen and Mo Nian had arrived, a pretty, green-robed maiden received them.

“Do you two have an appointment?”

“Ninth floor, first rank Heaven table,” said Long Chen. That was what had been written on the invitation card Mu Xue had sent.

“Follow me.”

The maiden bowed slightly and began to lead Long Chen and Mo Nian. This gave Long Chen an extremely odd feeling.

It seemed they didn’t get much of a differential treatment here. This maiden hadn’t smiled once for them.

Passing by the small lake, a long corridor appeared in front of them. The ceiling of the corridor had been painted over, depicting all kinds of women. They were all playing musical instruments such as the zither or flute. Their bearings were all different, but they were vivid and lifelike.

This one corridor was very long, stretching several miles. There were thousands of paintings on the ceiling, and each one depicted a different woman.

“Oh?”

Long Chen suddenly paused, looking at one particular...