Villainess Breaker: Raising Broken Beauties Against Destiny

Damian was now going to the brothel district again as usual, since he still had some remaining gifting chances.

Soon, he arrived at one of the larger brothels in the city.

Just like before, the moment he entered, several women immediately came forward with bright smiles.

"Young Master Damian!"

"You finally came again."

"Will you choose me today?"

Damian smiled casually and looked over the women in front of him.

Like last time, he chose five women, but this time, two of them were new faces.

Both had five-times multipliers, and more importantly, they looked nervous and expectant, clearly still not used to dealing with him.

Damian’s smile deepened slightly.

"Good. Fresh reactions are always better."

Of course, he only said that in his mind.

Soon, the five women followed Damian into a private room.

Like usual, they played music, poured wine, and tried their best to please him.

Damian simply leaned back lazily and enjoyed the performance without doing anything excessive.

After some time, when the atmosphere became just right, the five women slowly looked at him with hidden expectation.

Clearly, all of them were waiting to see who would receive his gift this time.

Damian did not disappoint them.

He casually took out two jade bottles from his storage ring and placed them on the table.

The moment the bottles appeared, the women’s eyes immediately changed.

But before the usual women could get excited, Damian pushed the bottles toward the two new women instead. "These are for you two."

The two new women froze instantly.

Meanwhile, the other three women’s expressions stiffened, and jealousy flashed across their faces before they could hide it.

The two chosen women carefully opened the bottles.

The moment the dense medicinal fragrance spread out, their hands trembled. "Top-Rank Profound Grade Spirit Gathering Pills..."

Each bottle contained ten of them.

The two women stared at the pills in disbelief before quickly bowing deeply toward Damian. "Thank you, Young Master Damian!"

Their voices were filled with shock, gratitude, and excitement.

At the same time, the familiar system screen appeared.

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[Gift Given: 10 Top-Rank Profound Grade Spirit Gathering Pills]

[5× Critical Multiplier Activated]

[Reward Obtained: 50 Low-Rank Noble Grade Spirit Gathering Pills]

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[Gift Given: 10 Top-Rank Profound Grade Spirit Gathering Pills]

[5× Critical Multiplier Activated]

[Reward Obtained: 50 Low-Rank Noble Grade Spirit Gathering Pills]

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Damian smiled in satisfaction.

As expected, choosing only two made them feel special, while making the others even more desperate.

After enjoying their reactions for a while, Damian stood up and casually left the brothel.

But just as he stepped onto the quiet street outside, his eyes narrowed slightly as he felt a group of people following him.

Damian’s lips slowly curved into a grin. "Oh? Looks like the night isn’t over yet."

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Damian stopped in the middle of the quiet street and slowly turned his head.

The night wind blew softly, and the streets around him were almost empty, but Damian could clearly feel several auras hiding nearby.

He grinned and suddenly shouted, "Alright, come out already. You’ve followed me long enough."

For a moment, the street remained silent.

Then several figures slowly walked out from the shadows.

There were six people in total, consisting of four men wearing dark robes and two women.

The moment Damian saw the two women, his eyebrow rose slightly.

They were familiar. After all, they were the two courtesans he had gifted before.

But what surprised him was not their faces, but their auras. All of them were actually Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Even the two courtesans were actually Foundation Establishment cultivators, and this greatly surprised him.

Then he thought about it a little more, and soon, he realized something.

"No wonder they had multipliers." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

After all, his system gave multipliers to women who were destined to become villainesses, and because of this, he began to think of something about the brothel he had visited.

"Could this brothel district actually be like those hidden sects from novels? Using beautiful women as spies to gather information from cultivators?"

The more Damian thought about it, the more possible it seemed, as this kind of sect always appeared in the novels he had read.

A sect that secretly controlled brothels and trained women to gather information.

Damian nodded, understanding more about his system.

"No wonder they had low multipliers. They’re basically villainess-type subordinates."

Damian looked at the group and crossed his arms. "So? Why are all of you following me?"

One of the women smiled sweetly, but her eyes were cold. "Young Master Damian, don’t blame us. You were the one who made yourself too tempting."

Damian raised an eyebrow. "Tempting?"

Another woman chuckled. "You casually gifted Top-Rank Profound Grade pills again and again. Did you really think no one would wonder where you got them?"

One of the dark-robed men stepped forward, his aura spreading slightly. "A little Foundation Establishment cultivator like you shouldn’t have that many treasures."

Another man grinned greedily. "Either you found some inheritance, or you have a hidden treasure that produces pills."

The first woman licked her lips slightly. "Whatever it is, hand it over, and maybe we can let you live."

Damian stared at them for a moment.

Then he suddenly laughed. "Hahaha! So that’s it. You’re here to rob me."

The six cultivators frowned slightly at his reaction.

They had expected fear, panic, or at least anger, but instead, Damian looked amused and excited.

One of the men snorted coldly. "Still pretending to be calm? You are surrounded by six Foundation Establishment cultivators."

Damian glanced at them calmly. "Yeah, I can see that."

The woman smiled mockingly. "Then you should understand your situation."

Damian slowly placed his hand on the sword at his waist. "I do."

His grin became colder. "Six greedy idiots are standing in front of me, thinking they can rob my treasure."

The street instantly became quiet.

The dark-robed man’s expression turned ugly. "You really don’t know how to appreciate mercy."

Damian drew his sword slowly, and faint arcs of thunder and flame flickered around the blade. "Mercy?"

His smile became sharper. "Let’s see if you can even make me need that."

The six cultivators’ expressions changed slightly as they felt the pressure from his Qi.

Damian stepped forward, his eyes filled with excitement. "Come on, then. Since you want my treasures... let’s see if you can take them."