Chapter 115: The Journey to the Succubus Bar

First District, Succubus Bar…

Lord Fu, familiar with the place, led the two inside with practiced ease.

As soon as they entered, a beautiful, mature woman in a crisp white blouse and a form-fitting pencil skirt brightened at the sight of them. She immediately approached with a beaming smile.

“Oh, Lord Fu, you’re here ag—”

“Ahem!” Lord Fu interrupted with a cough.

“You… you came as well?” the woman quickly corrected herself mid-sentence, catching Lord Fu’s meaningful glance with shrewd perception.

“What an honor, Lord Fu,” she continued smoothly. “Who would have thought our humble establishment would have the fortune to serve a hero like you in our lifetime?”

Unfortunately for her, both Song Qi and Chu Shaojiang—talented professionals with keen senses—easily noticed her odd reaction. The two exchanged amused, expectant glances at Lord Fu, their eyes narrowing with a mix of teasing contempt and anticipation.

Lord Fu cleared his throat again. “Please arrange a private room for us. A large one.”

“No problem, right this way,” the woman replied, swaying her hips as she led them forward.

Lord Fu followed her with a composed expression, eyes fixed straight ahead, but it was clear he was intimately familiar with the place. Several times, he anticipated turns before their hostess even moved, preparing to change direction ahead of her.

This only heightened Song Qi’s and Chu Shaojiang’s curiosity and excitement.

Soon, the three were ushered into a private room.

“Will you be having the regular service, or…?”

“The highest standard,” Lord Fu replied.

“Certainly.” The woman answered with a bright smile, then departed.

Song Qi glanced around. The private room was much like those in bars from his previous life—dimly lit, with drinks on the table and a scattering of oddly shaped chairs around the room. He plopped down onto one, realization dawning on his face.

“Lord Fu, are you planning to…?”

“Oh, I’m not sure that’s a good idea. I don’t think our bodies could handle it,” he said with a helpless shrug. “After all… we’ve only just come of age.”

“That’s why I hope my companion will be newly of age as well—it’ll be easier for me to handle,” Song Qi added, waving his hand in mock resignation.

Lord Fu snorted in exasperation. “Newly of age? Do you want a freshly matured succubus to drain every bit of extraordinary power from your body?”

“Yes!” Song Qi raised his hand enthusiastically, almost unable to contain himself.

“Don’t get any ideas. We’re here on serious business,” Lord Fu said. “This is just a cover.”

With that, he sat down.

A short while later, a stunning long-legged beauty entered—dressed provocatively, flawless in both looks and figure. Though she appeared almost human, the spade-shaped tip of her gently swaying tail revealed her true nature.

Indeed, the Succubus Bar had real succubi.

In the beginning, they had invaded alongside the demon armies—an enemy race. But succubi were ill-suited for combat and had to compete fiercely for spoils with the other demons. They gained little and suffered heavy casualties, with some even captured.

Soon, however, some succubi realized that even knowing they would be drained of extraordinary power during their activities, many humans were still eager to offer themselves. A clever succubus leader betrayed the demons, defected to the human side, and revealed key secrets that greatly aided humanity’s counter-offensive.

Since then, this group of succubi was granted the right to live and open businesses within human territories.

Succubi were renowned for their beauty and figures, and valued extraordinary power more than money. They offered discounts to professionals, and their unique talents heightened sensitivity and even brought pleasure that touched the soul.

The only downside was that succubi would drain some extraordinary power as payment, leaving professionals weakened for days afterward. But no one seemed to mind.

Because of their fair prices and excellent service, succubus bars quickly became famous throughout the human world, opening branches in every district within just a few years.

“Lord Fu, shall we proceed as usual?” the long-legged succubus asked, her eyes glimmering with seductive charm as she closed the door and approached.

Chu Shaojiang spoke hesitantly. “Lord Fu, there are three of us… isn’t just one companion a bit insufficient? It’s my first time, after all, and I was hoping for a memorable occasion.”

Lord Fu ignored him, turning to the succubus.

“Please, this time you’ll be testing these two. If their souls are intact, help transfer their consciousness.”

“Of course.” The succubus nodded, then reached out to touch each young man’s forehead with a finger.

Neither Song Qi nor Chu Shaojiang resisted; they simply let her touch them. Suddenly, both felt their perception shift—a strange sensation, as if they were floating higher and higher.

Looking down, Song Qi saw his own body still seated below.

“What the—? My soul’s left my body? So a soul is just a misty shape like this?” he marveled, glancing around. He could see Chu Shaojiang’s soul as well.

The succubus’s eyes flickered red as she inspected them thoroughly. Finally, she nodded.

“Lord Fu, the check is complete. Both souls are intact—no signs of tampering.”

“Then I’ll begin transferring their consciousness.”

She snapped her fingers.

Snap!

Song Qi suddenly felt the world spin and blur. In an instant, the scene shifted—he was no longer in the private room, but in a boundless white space.

“Strange, where am I?” he wondered aloud, scanning his surroundings.

Chu Shaojiang was nowhere to be seen. The entire space was paved in pure white stone as far as the eye could see, with no end in any direction. Yet in the far distance, there was a single red door.

“Am I supposed to go through that door? But it’s so far away…”

The instant he thought this, the red door suddenly twisted and appeared right before him.

Click.

The red door swung open, and a white-haired old man stepped out.

“Hello, child. This must be our first official meeting,” the old man said.

Song Qi’s eyes widened in astonishment as he recognized the face.

“Elder Mu?!”