The Heavenly Dao System-Chapter 86: Carriage

"Your presence is making others uncomfortable." Ye Ming laughed and went to Shan Tung.

Naturally, Shan Tung’s subordinates were nearby but they didn’t dare to stop him from approaching close to their captain.

Their captain had previously warned them in advance once they were downstairs that Ye Ming wasn’t simple. It was best not to provoke such an individual and die for no reason.

"Those who aren’t guilty shouldn’t feel anything." Shan Tung opened his eyes and responded.

"Wow, spoken like a righteous man." He clapped his hands and continued, "But weren’t you guilty of breaching the formation and ended up being a guard?"

Some customers gasped in horror when they heard Ye Ming bringing up a sore topic.

Given that Ye Ming didn’t mince his voice or words, with their cultivation base, nearly everyone in the restaurant could hear it. This included the reception and employees, who were frightened by the scene.

They were afraid an explosive battle might occur.

However, to their astonishment, Shan Tung actually laughed and shrugged his shoulders. "Well, I’ve overestimated myself and am now paying the price."

"Paying the price? You seemed more eager to remain on the post." Ye Ming grinned.

Based on Shan Tung’s current standing and position, he didn’t appear to be a prisoner whatsoever. Instead, he appeared as someone who had a lot of power within the Fushang Territory.

But then again, Shan Tung was in the Spirit Severing realm.

That alone was enough to make him way more valuable than other criminals, especially when Shan Tung had only attempted to breach the formation without actually trying to cause harm.

"Anyway, I reckon you have finished your meal, right?" Shan Tung inquired.

Nodding, Ye Ming placed his hands behind the back of his head and said, "I don’t wish to walk anymore. The forest was enough exercise for me."

"Rest assured, there’s a carriage outside."

"Oh, I don’t like to sit on low-quality seats."

"It’s cushioned well and designed to be comfortable."

"I want ladies to accompany me for the journey though." Ye Ming pressed on, clearly trying to make things difficult.

But Shan Tung remained composed as he offered, "I can have it prepared. Would you kindly wait 5 minutes for it?"

Amused, Ye Ming chuckled and inquired, "Can the carriage withstand heavy movement?"

At this moment, many customers had dropped their chopsticks and wanted to go on their knees. They wanted to pay respect to Ye Ming for having such guts and demeanor to even raise such a question.

To those who remained clueless and unable to understand Ye Ming’s meaning, he was basically asking if making love in the carriage with the woman that Shan Tung would send to him could withstand the pressure.

And Shan Tung’s response was what made them question reality.

"The carriage is extremely sturdy. Even if there are 10 women shaking around, the interior would be stable." Shan Tung guaranteed the quality of the carriage.

"No need 10 women. Just two is enough. One for my shoulders and one for my legs." Ye Ming yawned and stretched. This Shan Tung was really clever and had a glib tongue.

He had repeatedly tried to offend the latter and used it as an excuse to deny the meeting with the acting city lord. Yet not only did Shan Tung remained amiable, but he even actively suggested many things to satisfy him.

Although he could still give him a middle finger, it was hard to beat a smiling face after all. Moreover, he did want to see the type of women that would be sent to him.

If it were someone forced or unwilling to serve customers, then Ye Ming would have a lot of things to say.

He was a bona fide hypocrite, but he wasn’t the type to ignore injustice if he encountered them either.

No humans were born perfect. Even cultivators were flawed as hell.

Sometime later, Ye Ming arrived outside and spotted the luxurious carriage. Looking at it, he could instantly tell it was used for extremely important people.

’I suppose they must be really curious how I breached the formation.’ He knew that these people behaved in such a manner because of the incident he caused outside.

There was no way they would have cared if it was just him thrashing a Core Formation or suppressing a Nascent Soul.

The guards outside even bowed their heads upon seeing Ye Ming. It was clear they were informed in advance as well.

"Sigh, why is it so hard to find idiots and trash?" Ye Ming suddenly pouted and shook his head. According to the cultivation theme, there should have been many arrogant Young Masters or similar courting death types.

But even throughout the Fushang Forest and inside the city, he had only encountered one clown.

The ratio was not correct!

Little did Ye Ming know, thanks to the action of Tian Suyin and the punishment imposed by the Heavenly Dao. Many people had warned their juniors and disciples to not act arrogant.

Whoever dared to do so and incur the Heavenly Dao’s wrath was subjected to execution immediately.

The loss of spiritual qi was like a wake-up call to every cultivator. Even those recluse cultivators were forced to end their seclusion early and come out to express their disgust and anger.

Tian Suyin was also very lucky that her Master was an influential and well-respected Soul Transformation realm cultivator. Otherwise, she would have long been exterminated alongside her family.

Additionally, the return of spiritual qi subsided many recluse cultivators’ emotions.

Nevertheless, as the main culprit, Ye Ming remained carefree and lay on his comfortable seat which was more of a sofa.

"At least Tung Tung really didn’t lie. The cushion isn’t terrible." He muttered. The quality was decent, but his own cushion was better. Thus, he quickly replaced the current cushion with his own.

Why should he endure and make himself suffer?

As he laid on his back, Ye Ming began to ponder how he should shock others even more.

’Hmm, should I refine a pill here and make them twitch their mouth.’ He wondered silently. Creating a shock factor so big that their mouth might deformed would be a sight to see.

However, it was just a whimsical thought and Ye Ming had no intention of dabbling into alchemy yet.

Having suffered through his Mother’s lecture, he seriously didn’t want to smell the fragrance of herbs.

Sometime later, two women knocked on the carriage door, requesting permission to enter.

"Come in," Ye Ming said, seemingly anticipating the type of women being sent to him.

As two women opened the door and entered, Ye Ming’s eyes widened in disbelief. It wasn’t because they were heavenly beauties, even though they were, but it was the fact that HD had identified them with a system prompt.

His mood was nearly soured, but he decided to feign ignorance and smiled in approval.

"Wow, Tung Tung sure knows how to be a pimp." Ye Ming clapped his hands, prompting Shan Tung to shudder slightly upon hearing the remark.

A pimp?

What was a pimp? Someone who arranged for women to be served to customers but could never touch the women. It was an occupation, but one that many men frowned upon when being called one.

After all, being a pimp was no different than being a cuckold.

The women were under their management and they had to feed them well, just to send to other men to ravage them.

"Start the carriage!" Shan Tung declared, choosing to ignore Ye Ming’s remark.

Ye Ming sneered inwardly when Shan Tung could still suppress his emotion.

While he was distracted slightly, one of the women had seemingly gone to his behind and began massaging his shoulders with her slender hands.

"Is this strength to your liking, Daoist Dao?" The woman asked sweetly.

"Not bad," Ye Ming commented. He raised his legs and placed them on the other woman’s lap.

When the woman noticed the scene, there was a trace of disdain and anger, but it was only for a brief moment.

Nevertheless, Ye Ming detected that brief moment.

’Can’t believe they are playing this type of game.’ Ye Ming laughed silently and decided to toy with them.

"What’s your name?" He asked.

"I’m Jia Xing, and the woman massaging your legs is called Lin Loi." Jia Xing replied, her hands continuing to massage his shoulders.

Nodding, he turned his attention to Lin Loi. From her clothes, it was clear that she was quite tidy and wore many layers.

"Lin Loi, you mind stripping off your clothes and showing some skin. I want to enjoy the scenery with women who have very few clothes on." He said lecherously.

"..."

Lin Loi tried her best to remain unaffected. But when Ye Ming raised his leg and began rubbing on her stomach, she secretly clenched her fist.

"Hmm, it seems like Lin Loi is not pleased to be servicing me. Or is this the arrangement of the acting City Lord of Fushang Territory?" Ye Ming frowned and asked in a somewhat displeased tone.