The God Of Women Was Once A Wife? - Chapter 3
Three days later.
Wang Fang was already onto the second pose of nine sacred stances. During this time, he got to finally meet his new mom. She was an extremely pretty lady, and he could understand why the imperial scholar was infatuated with her. She had beautiful pearl like eyes, and a beady yet fierce expression. However, it was morning time and he was dutifully cultivating in the yard outside the brothel.
The beautiful sun was shining down flickering shadows off and on as the clouds passed by dragging the world beneath it to its clever tune.
Behind him many girls were still waking up, his mom included. They worked long hours and spent much of their time attending to men. Usually, the men came to make friends and occasionally would ask to court the ladies. It was much different than he expected.
In Wang Fang’s previous life such places were usually meant exclusively for pleasure. However, this was a much more respectable type of brothel. It seemed that his mother, Hong Lui, one of the most beautiful courtesans in this place was more known for her voice and her prose. Luckily, it made it a little bit easier for Wang Fang to adjust to this new life. However, it was still quite hard sleeping at night. Sometimes, the men would come late, and require pleasure as well.
Wang Fang memorized the second pose called the Nascent Dragon Pose. It required that you channeled energy into your body as you moved like a dragon.
It was part of something called the Qi Condensations stage, he found out, after talking to some of the women. They were all extremely knowledgeable, and a few of them were in debt cultivators whom never made it past the tenth stage. To make it to the higher realms, you’d have to breach the eleventh stage before you were twenty-five.
Wang Fang was hopeful. However, he had yet to test his aptitude.
Aptitude was based on the spiritual roots in your body. If you were lucky, they’d help you cultivate at a much faster speed then your peers.
Wang Fang had a feeling his were extremely good. Out of his body this disgusting gunk shot out as he practiced the second stance.
Every morning for the last three days, before the chickens could wake up the sleeping guests, Wang Fang pushed away the air in front of him thousands of times. His small muscles tensed as his shirt seemed overwhelmed with the Qi flowing inside of him.
“Mn, I just need to get a tiny bit stronger, and I need to balance my kicks more.”
He lashed out with his foot hundreds of times over the course of the dawning sun.
It was almost like a dragon as he moved. It left trails as he contemplated his maneuvers.
“Nope, it’s not quite right. If it is to be perfect, it must align with the tension of my body perfectly.”
“Hua, Hua, Hua.” He kicked.
Wang Fang had sweat pouring down his body as he stared at the tree in the distance.
“Whoosh!”
Xu Wang Fang ran forward towards the large tree that seem to be taunting him.
His quick pace surprised him, and he arrived with his fist bowling with energy around it.
“AAAAHHH HAH!”
His fist pound into the wood as he tested his new strength.
Once you were at the second pose, it meant you reached the Second Qi Condensation stage. The more perfect the form the better the result of the breath when you went through your day. It was truthfully quite a profoundly insightful method of cultivation. Most people had to sit down and muse every day for hours to cultivate. Wang Fang, on the other hand, was cultivating even as his fist drilled into the bark.
“Boom!”
The tree wiggled as a very small handprint was left on the bark.
Wang Fang fell back and smiled finding his mom was there.
Unfortunately, his mom wasn’t happy to find out what he was doing all these mornings. She showed up wearing a blue nearly translucent dress made of gossamer silk. She sighed before she prepared to scold her son.
“This is not a place to train Wang Fang! This is a brothel, and it’s the only place we can live. Do you understand that?”
Unfortunately, Wang Fang didn’t have a satisfactory answer. He nodded his head as his mom continued.
“You act like I haven’t done almost everything I could to give you a happy life. Every day to talk to slimy men, and they all want the same thing! However, can I give it to them, no. If I happened to have another child, I would be completely useless to my other clients. But then I see you with bags of bronze like these! What have you been doing?”
His mom threw over the bag and he caught it.
20 silver coins and 100 bronze. 1 silver was equal to 20 bronze, and he was hoping to save up.
“Mom, you’re asking me why I’m trying to get us out of here?! Do you realize what this place has done to you? I mean the more money we have the better. You’re acting like it’s a terrible thing that I’m helping you.”
His mom sighed. “Listen, why don’t we go inside, and I’ll make you breakfast. However, if I see you out here again in the morning breaking property I’m going to get you in trouble. Do you understand?”
Wang Fang nodded.
He was once a mom, and totally understood what his mom was going through. “Yes, I promise I’ll be more careful with the property.
Wang Fang walked away from the tree and looked back at the mark on it. His fist had left its finger prints roughly 20 inches into the tree. That was probably strong enough to send a normal man flying. At least this way he’d be able to protect the girls here.
Regardless, gossip started spreading about the boy who’d cultivate in the morning.
He tirelessly followed this routine every morning.
His little bag of silver and bronze eventually started growing.
In roughly three-years’ time, after making it all the way up to the ninth stance, he had enough money to buy his mother’s freedom twenty times over.
His mom looked a little bit older. However, her skills had increased in the last three years. She was even more desired now by people like the scholars. However, the imperial scholar came back once again today, and his son was with him.
His son, now twelve years old, had made it up to the third stance and he was extremely happy with the progress. If he kept this up, he’d be able to enter the twelve stage of Qi Condensation before he turned twenty five. However, every time he looked at Wang Fang he thought about what his dad said.
“Uhm, Wang Fang, you’ve been teaching me for nearly three years now. If you happen to become my brother, would you be willing to stop charging so much?”
“Ha, you’re already my brother. Why would I stop charging you if things stayed the same? Now, keep practicing, or you’ll waste my time! I have a lot of other kids I could be training right now. However, I always give my time to you.”
Lin Bojing laughed as he worked on the examination pose. At this point, he felt like he was reaching near mastery thanks to Wang Fang’s guidance. Then, suddenly, he heard his dad walking down the hallway. Both of them dropped down into their seats as one of the most royal men in the capital walked in.
“Ah, I finally get to meet Wang Fang. Are you the gorgeous son your mom has always told me about?”
Hui Yin was standing right behind the imperial scholar. He was holding onto her hand as his mother wrapped his arms around him. “Yes, this is him. However, he’s a little shy around strangers. Wang Fang, why don’t start packing, we’re going to be moving really soon.”
Wang Fang scratched his head. He had gotten quite used to this place and all the beautiful women. He was beginning puberty now and was starting to fully understand why men were so crazy about women. It was almost like they had these halos around them, and you couldn’t think as well. However, because he was once a woman so was more resistant to their charms.
Nonetheless, he still couldn’t believe they were leaving.
“Uhm, mom, where are we going to go,” Wang Fang said, “I don’t understand has something bad happened?”
The imperial scholar bent down. “I have made your mom my fianc, which means you are now my son. I’m taking you with me to the great Lin capital. You’ll be welcomed into my house, and receive the finest training. How does that sound to you?”
Wang Fang sighed. “Well, if you really like my mother that much, then I guess I have no choice to go. Thank you for having me kind sir!”
The man pat him on the head. “You can call me dad from now on.”
