The First Venerable of the Prosperous Age

Los Angeles, outside Sky Street:

Outside the magnificent Zhexian Tower, two large groups of people were gathering.

Before long, a beautiful girl dressed in bright colors gracefully walked out of the Zhexian Tower, captivating the noblemen outside.

The girl bowed to the lecherous men outside the building and said softly with a smile, "I'm sorry to have kept you all waiting for so long."

The girl gently raised her head again, raised her alluring eyes, and said softly, "Now, please."

The official in the lead, who had been rubbing his hands together with anticipation, was overjoyed when the girl spoke. He immediately strode into the Immortal Pavilion.

He was like a hungry wolf that wanted to devour sheep, showing none of the demeanor of an official as he usually did.

A group of people outside the building couldn't help but cast envious glances at them, exclaiming, "Even the girls who greet guests are so exquisite...tsk tsk tsk...it's hard to imagine what kind of beauties Miss Lianxue and Miss Yulei must be." After saying that, they were lost in erotic fantasies.

"Hmph, you think you can take it? You're delusional." A sarcastic remark came from the side, from a wealthy young man with a flowery fan.

He was standing in the same spot as the official, waiting for the welcoming girl to call him so he could gracefully enter this paradise of love and pleasure.

The group of people were filled with hatred as they listened to his sarcasm and felt their secrets were exposed.

Most of them were nouveau riche sons of merchants, young and impetuous with money but no power. Unable to enter the Immortal's Pavilion, they could only sneak a taste of meat outside the door.

Seeing their angry yet helpless expressions, the young master felt quite pleased. He took out a wad of silver from his pocket and smiled at them, saying, "I'm in a good mood today. Seeing how pitiful you are, I'll reward you."

Everyone was stunned, thinking, "This...this must be several hundred taels of silver." They knew it was a sarcastic remark, but seeing so much silver, they couldn't get angry at all.

"Not enough? Here's more." He then pulled out several more large silver ingots from his robes, totaling at least a thousand taels.

These people usually consider themselves rich young masters, so they should have the right to enter this Immortal Pavilion.

But after seeing a truly wealthy young master today who spends lavishly, I finally understand what it means to be outmatched. My usual small sums of money are only good for fooling ordinary girls.

Thinking of this, they lost all their previous shame and fawned over him: "Young master, someone as dashing and heroic as you must be a celestial being sent from heaven to save us. Don't you think so?"

"Yeah yeah!"

Upon hearing this, the young master burst into laughter, waving the heavy silver coins in his hand, and said with a smile, "You want them?"

Everyone nodded excitedly.

"Alright, then you can catch it!" With that, he threw all the silver ingots into the courtyard of the Zhexian Tower.

The group was about to pick it up when they stopped halfway through. "If we go in like this, they'll have their legs chopped off!"

These people slowly raised their heads, their expressions showing a hint of anger. "So, young master... was just toying with us..."

Seeing their disappointed expressions, the young master couldn't help but feel overjoyed. "Hahaha, this silver is a reward from me to the girls in the brothel. You lowly peddlers don't even dare to touch my silver! What a joke! Hahaha."

"Hahahahaha!" A large group of young masters and officials responded with laughter from behind.

These people were being ridiculed, but due to their lowly status, they dared not speak out in anger. They all lowered their heads, looking embarrassed, and endured the humiliation.

The wealthy young man waved his folding fan and winked at the welcoming girl, waiting for her call so he could retrieve the thousand taels of silver from the ground and then go inside to squander it.

Just as they were feeling pleased, a strong stench suddenly wafted from afar.

The high-ranking officials and nobles behind them also began to cover their noses and complain, making a ruckus.

"Damn it, what's that smell?"

"It's him!"

"Hey, hey, hey, why is this monk forcing his way in? Ugh..."

Lu Xiaosan, reeking of foul odor, suddenly appeared from a distance.

These nobles, all considering themselves of high status, wanted to stop him but dared not, and immediately cleared a path for him in the middle.

Lu Xiaosan walked into the Zhexian Tower with a blank expression, as if he were going home.

The assembled dignitaries were already dumbfounded. "Does this guy not want his legs anymore??"

Seeing Lu Xiaosan rush in front of him and walk confidently into the courtyard, the young master who had just thrown the silver was anxious. "You wicked bald monk, the silver on the ground is not for you. Quickly surrender and leave your legs behind."

Lu Xiaosan was initially reluctant to deal with the silver on the ground, but upon hearing his words, he stopped and pondered, "It was indeed my oversight that I came without even preparing a small gift. Social etiquette is still very important."

Lu Xiaosan pinched his chin, turned around and picked up the silver, then smiled at the young master and said, "I'll accept your kindness for you, don't worry. I'll give all this money to those girls. Ah, I'm leaving now." After saying that, he left behind only a dashing yet ugly back view.

Enraged, the rich young man cursed, "You filthy, bald-headed scoundrel, come back here! This is a high-class place where scholars and gentlemen gather; how could a filthy, lewd monk like you even dream of such a thing!"

When the girl greeting guests saw Lu Xiaosan approaching, she first covered her nose and paused in surprise. After recognizing him, she skipped over to greet him and said happily, "Oh my, our dear Clown Master is back! Give him a kiss!" She then tried to give Lu Xiaosan a big hug.

Lu Xiaosan immediately dodged. The welcoming girl missed her target and then laughed awkwardly, "Look at my brain, I forgot that our Little Clown is already Miss Wen's man, hehe."

Lu Xiaosan thought to himself, "Ever since the girls in the building found out that I've hooked up with such a VIP guest as Little Golden Hair, their attitude towards me has been exceptionally good."

Lu Xiaosan smiled and said, "Okay, you can talk. Here, this is some silver for you." He then placed a wad of silver in her hand.

The girl's eyes lit up with joy, and she couldn't help but jump up to give Lu Xiaosan another hug.

Fortunately, Lu Xiaosan ran fast and darted into the Zhexian Tower in a flash, leaving the welcoming girl alone, happily counting her silver.

The group of distinguished guests at the entrance had witnessed everything and were completely astonished.

Who would have thought that such a foul-smelling young monk could have such privileges at the Immortal Pavilion! Could it be that the child of some high-ranking official was playing around like this out of boredom?

"Yes, that must be true. We can't even imagine how happy they are."

The young master who threw the silver was both shocked and furious. He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and stomped his feet in anger. "You damned bald thief, how dare you cut in line and get ahead of me! And you even used my money to make a woman I can't have throw herself at you!"

The veins on his forehead bulged, probably because he had been spoiled since childhood and had never suffered such grievances and humiliation since birth. He vowed to tear this bald monk to pieces.

When Lu Xiaosan entered the Zhexianlou restaurant, which she hadn't visited for several days, she found the stage still bustling with song and dance. The halls were packed with people, with no seats available. No wonder there were so many people queuing at the entrance.

His arrival naturally made the building more lively.

Although the stench emanating from him was somewhat masked by the perfume and cosmetics of the girls in the building, it was still very noticeable within three steps.

"Oh! My clown, you're finally back! I've missed you so much!"

"Hey, Clown! Come on, give me a kiss first."

Wherever he went, girls would immediately recognize him, and they would almost always come up to him with smiles, wanting to hug him and get close to him, completely disregarding how deep the hatred they had accumulated over the past.

Lu Xiaosan couldn't stand the scent of rouge and powder on them, so he avoided them whenever possible.

However, if he encounters a girl with whom he has no prior grudge and who is being polite to him at this moment, he will reward her with some of the silver he just found.

In this way, he experienced what it felt like to be pampered by women. However, the price he paid for it was far too high.