Shameless Immortal: Emperor of Ten Thousand Beauties

Shen Yu navigated through the vibrant, lantern-lit streets of Crimson Iron City, his slender, green-haired form cutting through the dense evening crowds in a predecided direction.

Eventually, his eyes settled on a grand, three-story establishment built from polished mahogany and reinforced with brass fittings: the Whispering Pavilion Inn.

It was clearly a high-end venue, radiating an aura of luxury meant for wealthy merchants and high-tier wandering cultivators.

Stepping past the heavy entrance doors, he was greeted by the warm scent of fine wine and premium spiritual incense.

He approached the polished reception desk, where a strikingly beautiful woman stood.

She possessed a lavishly busty figure, her exceptionally huge boobs straining proudly against the silk lining of her uniform.

Her skin was incredibly fair, contrasting beautifully with her long, silk-black hair and sharp, intelligent black eyes.

As her gaze landed on his handsome, slender face and the green hair of his Mo Liu disguise, a highly seductive smile spread across her lips.

"Welcome to the Whispering Pavilion, honored cultivator. How may this humble establishment accommodate your desires tonight?"

Shen Yu leaned casually against the reception desk, his eyes locking onto hers.

"Let’s see what kind of rooms you have available for a traveler."

His fingers tapped against the polished mahogany, letting out a series of erratic, seemingly random knocks that possessed absolutely no steady rhythm.

The receptionist’s smile widened as she took in his striking, green-haired appearance, but the moment her ears caught the specific, discordant cadence of his tapping, her professional facade shifted.

’Oh... a client from the network,’ she realized instantly, her heart skipping a beat as she recognized the secret signal used by their deep-cover operatives.

Maintaining her alluring composure so as not to alert any casual onlookers, she smoothly pulled out a heavy, leather-bound ledger from beneath the counter.

Her sharp black eyes tracked every shift of his handsome face, her tone dipping into a much more cooperative, exclusive frequency as she began detailing their premier accommodations.

"For a senior of your caliber, we have three tiers of private courtyards. The first is our Earth-Core Suite, equipped with standard isolation barriers and a micro-array to gather ambient Qi."

"Above that is the Sky-Heaven Chamber, which includes a private meditation balcony, reinforced defensive formations, and a specialized furnace for minor elixir warming."

"But for our most discerning guests, we offer the Royal Immortal Court on the top floor—an entirely isolated sanctuary featuring a natural spiritual hot spring, absolute soundproofing arrays, and complete, unchecked privacy from the outside world."

"I will take the Royal Court," Shen Yu replied smoothly.

The receptionist’s seductive smile widened, "An excellent choice, Senior. The rate for our absolute finest sanctuary is fifty gold coins per night."

Shen Yu didn’t blink at the steep price, casually sliding the glittering coins across the polished mahogany counter.

She eagerly swept the coins away, and with a graceful flick of her delicate wrist, she presented a sleek, silver-etched key card pulsing with a faint, defensive array signature.

"Here is your key card, Senior Mo. It is fully attuned to the top-floor seals."

He reached out and took the key card she offered.

Instead of turning to leave, he lingered at the counter, leaning in slightly as his gaze dropped to look deeply into her cleavage, openly appraising her huge boobs.

With a low, commanding undertone, he ordered a very specific, high-grade set of spiritual food.

"Have a plate of the Tier 2 Spiritual Glazed Pork and a bottle of your finest aged Hundred-Flower Nectar brought up to my quarters later tonight. Make sure it is handled properly."

Listening to the specific, expensive combination of dishes, the receptionist’s black eyes instantly lit up.

Her mind raced as she immediately recognized the hidden signals behind the order.

’Damn....he is a VIP Client,’ she realized, her heart fluttering at the sudden arrival of a high-ranking asset.

Wanting to make a stellar impression on such a powerful man, she deliberately shifted her posture, pressing her massive boobs tightly together against the edge of the counter to make her cleavage look even deeper and more enticing.

Pushing her chest forward with absolute confidence, she looked up at him through her lashes and replied seductively, "The kitchen will prepare it exactly to your liking, Senior. I will ensure it is delivered to your room personally."

Shen Yu offered a dark smirk, turning on his heel to ascend the grand staircase toward his private sanctuary.

As the crimson sun dipped completely below the jagged mountain horizon, casting the city into total darkness, a soft, rhythmic knock echoed against the door of the Royal Court suite.

"Come in," Shen Yu commanded lazily from his seat near the window. He channeled a trace of Qi into his room card, releasing the heavy isolation arrays and unlocking the door.

The heavy mahogany door was pushed open smoothly, and the busty receptionist from earlier stepped inside, balancing a wide silver tray loaded with premium, spiritual meat dishes and vintage wine.

Shen Yu’s eyes narrowed with immediate amusement as he looked at her. She had completely discarded her formal work uniform, now wearing a scandalously revealing set of translucent crimson robes.

The fabric was aggressively cut, featuring deep side-slits that ran all the way up to her upper thighs, exposing her fair, unblemished legs with every step she took.

She walked over with an intentional sway of her hips, her massive breasts bouncing enticingly before she carefully placed the tray onto the large dining table.

Shen Yu stood up, walking over to the table while casting a glance over the rich array of foods, then back to her flushed, suggestive face. "Have you eaten yet?"

"No, Senior Mo," she replied, her voice low and incredibly seductive as she locked her black eyes onto his. "I have been far too busy ensuring your absolute satisfaction."

"Then sit and accompany me," he ordered smoothly, taking his seat at the head of the table.

A flash of delight crossed her face. She eagerly pulled up a chair right beside him, serving the high-grade spiritual food into his bowl before filling her own.

As they ate, they engaged in casual, low-toned banter, her laughter echoing softly as she continuously pushed her body closer to his, her massive chest brushing against his arm at every opportunity.

The dinner quickly devolved from a casual meal into a chaotic storm of carnal indulgence, the revealing crimson robes soon ending up ripped and discarded across the polished floorboards.