Free Web NovelBecause of Bai Kai, Lu Yibei had frequently visited the Underground Human Realm entertainment venue. From a certain perspective, she was also an experienced “second generation,” so she knew some common sense about nightclubs.
For instance, if you didn't reserve a booth, you usually had to buy an admission ticket. Once inside, you could typically only sit at general tables, and then a salesperson would come to help you order drinks. After you ordered, no one would ever care about your presence again.
However, the above points do not apply to people with a certain level of attractiveness.
Beautiful people in a place like a nightclub are like a piece of gold; even if it falls into a toilet, someone will find a way to retrieve it.
After buying a ticket and passing through the main door, the moment Lu Yibei entered the nightclub, deafening music and irritating noise surged into her ears like a tide.
Exciting music, laughter, clinking glasses, and shouts from drinking games all blended into one.
The smell of perfume, the scent of alcohol, cigarette smoke, and a faint smell of vomit wafting from corners—various odors mixed in the air, merging into an indescribable atmosphere that made one uncontrollably want to let loose.
The floor was made of transparent tempered glass, and the ambient lights laid beneath the glass changed colors with the rhythm of the music. Between the geometric patterns outlined in black, white, and gray on the ceiling, beams of light from spotlights roamed back and forth like searching for prey, making one feel enveloped in a dazzling glow.
All these factors combined to shroud the entire nightclub in an exaggerated and exciting atmosphere, like a vividly colored oil painting obscuring the secrets hidden within.
Standing in a corner near the entrance, Lu Yibei secretly dispatched a few small Paper Cicada Immortals, then scanned her surroundings, frowning as if sensing something.
Although she had visited the Underground Human Realm entertainment venue many times and was already accustomed to the nightclub environment, the exaggerated and chaotic atmosphere of this particular nightclub made her feel a hint of discomfort.
It was as if some existence that loathed her was hidden within this nightclub.
The moment she stepped through the nightclub door, that existence noticed her presence, staring at her unblinkingly with malicious eyes.
It gave her a strange feeling, like someone was watching her while she was using the restroom.
Annoyed, nervous, unable to release, like being “in jail”!
What made Lu Yibei feel even worse was that Chatterbox Girl only knew this was an Eclipse Society stronghold but didn't know whom to look for.
Trying to find the hidden Eclipse Society members in such a situation was like trying to find the only piece of ginger mixed into ten pounds of braised pork without damaging the meat.
So difficult!
Perhaps I should have my Coat turn into a backless dress, exposing the pirated black sun totem, and wait for the Eclipse Society members to approach me? But wouldn't that be too ostentatious?
It would be like walking around the street holding a sign that says “I am a terrorist”—either people would think I'm crazy, or I'd be invited for tea by the relevant authorities. Lu Yibei thought.
“Hello, may I invite you for a drink?”
Just as Lu Yibei was feeling anxious and contemplating, a slightly overweight, somewhat greasy middle-aged man appeared beside her, carrying a bottle of wine.
As if she had thought of something, her eyes lit up slightly.
Some say that nightclubs are a sacred hunting ground for Demoness Seeds; even the notes on Witch Seeds in the si ye book state, “Common locations: various night entertainment venues.”
After all, if a Witch Seed merely releases a bit of her Charm ability in the center of the dance floor, she can attract many people to her side, making it easy for her to hunt either Spiritual Energy potential users or their wallets.
Lu Yibei had already anticipated being approached before entering the nightclub. Even if she disguised herself and had her Coat conceal her Spiritual Energy fluctuations, it wouldn't work!
In a state of urban legend transformation leaning towards Witch Seed, even if it was just her urban legend main body core instinctively emitting a faint Charm, it would be enough to attract a considerable number of people to approach her, like insects attracted to the only light in the darkness.
Therefore, after anticipating this situation, she simply gave up on disguising herself, only allowing her Coat to conceal her Spiritual Energy fluctuations.
However, before the first person approached her, she hadn't thought of utilizing the Charm ability subtly emitted by her Witch Seed urban legend main body core.
But now...
Actually, from a certain perspective, I could also be considered here to hunt?
Isn't hunting the trust of Eclipse Society members and the information they possess also a form of hunting? ƒгeewёbnovel.com
Perhaps I can find a way to turn this disadvantage of being easily approached into an advantage and utilize it effectively? Lu Yibei thought.
She knew that in the Underground Human Realm entertainment venue, besides the dance floor and the booths around it, there were also private rooms that only big spenders could use, as well as areas accessible only to relevant staff of the Underground Human Realm entertainment venue.
Since the Underground Human Realm has such places, this nightclub must also have them. Relying solely on those few small Paper Cicada Immortals to slowly explore would actually be inefficient.
Although she had prepared some PLAN B, C, and D to use if she couldn't find Eclipse Society members through normal means, before that, if she could find someone to lead the way...
Lu Yibei thought, examining the middle-aged man who was almost as tall as her, her gaze lingering on the red tie peeking out from his suit lapel. She said expressionlessly, “I don't like people who wear red ties.”
She didn't detect even a trace of Spiritual Energy fluctuation on the middle-aged man; he wasn't even a Spiritual Energy potential user. Clearly, he wasn't the person she was looking for.
Since he wasn't the person she was looking for, she could find a hundred reasons to refuse the invitation.
So, even if the middle-aged man hadn't worn a red tie, she would have brushed him off with an excuse like, “Your heartbeat is too loud.” free𝑤ebnovel.com
With the middle-aged man as an example, soon the second, third, and fourth people approached.
“Sister, you're so beautiful! Are you alone, Sister? Would you like to come to my booth and play together?”
“No, no, you are more beautiful, so please allow me to refuse. If I stay with a man who is more feminine than me, I will definitely feel inferior because of my vulgar appearance! Please, give me some space to have fun?”
“You speak so well, have you considered writing a book? By the way, do you know Gardesavin?”
“I know, I know. I have some shallow research on Gardesavin. It's rare to meet someone like you who is interested in such a rare script.”
“I just made up a language name, I didn't expect you to actually have studied it, Brother? Brother, you're amazing, Brother, you're so knowledgeable!”
Disaster Witch are so skilled at severing interpersonal relationships, combining with the attraction caused by Charm abilities, ultimately achieving a delicate balance.
After dealing with five waves of people approaching her, Lu Yibei found a corner, concealed herself in the shadows, and rubbed her slightly throbbing temples, briefly falling into thought.
Is there a problem with my strategy?
Why, after so long, has no one with Spiritual Energy fluctuations approached me?
Does it mean I can only use PLAN B?
Lu Yibei thought, her gaze shifting to the high platform in the center of the dance floor. She narrowed her eyes slightly and subtly took out an Alchemy Dirty Bomb, shaped like a grenade, from her God Kingdom Prototype.
During a night out at a club, discovering something suspected to be an explosive and choosing to call the police is reasonable, right?
If there's a suspected explosive in a nightclub, it's reasonable for the police to temporarily clear the area, right?
After clearing the area, it's also very reasonable for the nightclub's person in charge to come forward and contact the police, right?
At that time, as long as I find the right opportunity, remember the appearance of the person who contacts the police, and then ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) find another time to contact that person individually.
Of course, similar plans also include having the Paper Cicada Immortal destroy the nightclub's power supply system, or extensively deploying Alchemy laxatives, and so on.
Simply put, it's about causing destruction to lure the snake out of its hole!
However, doing this also has drawbacks. Once those Eclipse Society members discover she's responsible, their initial goodwill towards her will drop to negative, and then “conquering” them will become extraordinarily difficult.
Furthermore, other plans, such as attempting to engage in business dealings with this nightclub and other relatively conventional methods, would take a lot of time to succeed, so they are not suitable for today.
She had an appointment to meet Jiang Hao at midnight, and now there was less than three hours left, so she could only make something happen within the limited time.
Whether it would succeed was another matter.
While secretly calculating, Lu Yibei approached the high platform in the center of the dance floor. Suddenly, a hand quietly reached out from behind her and gently patted her shoulder.
“Hey, what are you doing?”
“I didn't, I'm not, this isn't a bomb!” Lu Yibei jolted, her hand loosened, and the Alchemy Dirty Bomb fell to the ground, bounced a few times, and rolled into the crowd, disappearing from sight.
Then, stiffly turning around, she saw Jiang Li's indifferent face.
Lu Yibei, “Why is Miao Miao Jiang here? No wonder I suddenly felt so flustered?”
In her opinion, she was so skilled in committing crimes that even if caught red-handed, she could handle it calmly.
But just now, the moment Jiang Li lightly patted her shoulder, she felt an uncontrollable panic.
It was a primal fear, like a mouse meeting a cat, a sheep meeting a wolf, or a truant student on the internet meeting a dean of students patrolling with a flashlight.
Jiang Hao looked at Lu Yibei, then at the direction where the Alchemy Dirty Bomb disappeared, sensing the faint vibration from the Spirit Mark, and fell into a brief silence.
Not a bomb? This is a lie!
Jiang Li hadn't expected that before she even began to probe, the first thing Lu Yibei said to her when they met was a lie.
