When Wu Yu realized that complaining couldn't change the reality, he had no choice but to compromise and accept it. As a famous person once said, if one cannot resist the "QJ" (a metaphor for being oppressed or taken advantage of by life), then one must learn to enjoy the process of being "QJ-ed". Otherwise, damn it, what else can he do?!

Lunchtime quickly arrived. In the past, Wu Yu could play around on the computer, play Dota, browse Weibo, read novels, chat on QQ, or even pass the time by posting on Tianya or Douban. But what the fuck can he do here? There's not a single person within a radius of ten meters! Not even an egg! Thankfully, the nearby scenery is decent, with small bridges, flowing water, and falling petals everywhere, except for people.

He can still pretend to be a quiet and handsome man, staring intently at the lotus pond in a trance, until the woman in red appears again.

Wu Yu took out a brush and some paper from inside the room, and slowly wrote, "Name."

Hong Fu paused for a few seconds, unable to fathom the intention of the leader: "Hong Fu."

"Okay." Wu Yu nodded and walked towards the lobby. Then, he paused and indicated for them to go ahead. It wasn't that he was deliberately playing mysterious, but he truly couldn't find where the lobby was located. Orz.

Ten people nodded at the same time and led the way. Hong Fu took the lead, with only two girls whispering to each other, "Why did the leader come out so early today?" "I find it strange too. Hasn't the leader been indulging in self-pity in front of the mirror for a long time?" "Maybe they are tired of it. Now the leader is so aloof and doesn't speak anymore."

Wu Yu slowly followed behind them. His hearing had been in a weak state before, but his new body had excellent auditory abilities. So even the tiniest murmurs were crystal clear to him.

Do the girls really treat him as if he doesn't exist? Do they get tired of looking at themselves in the mirror after a few glances, even if they are as beautiful as the famed moon and stunning flowers? He indeed has imagination. However, perhaps even if this person heard it before, he wouldn't care.

After having lunch, Wu Yuping left Hong Fu and the others and wandered alone in the vast palace. Yes, it was indeed a palace. Magnificent and splendid, a palace that was mesmerizing with its extravagant luxury. He couldn't gather any information from Hong Fu and the others, but that doesn't mean he would be without a plan.

So, Uncle Li, who trims flower branches next door, or Uncle Wang, the laborer, or Uncle Zhao, the chef, were the ones I heard some gossip from.

The name of the original owner of this body is Yu Shang. He is the leader of the infamous demonic sect in the martial arts world, the Red Lotus Sect. It is said that Yu Shang has cultivated the supreme scripture of the Red Lotus Sect, the "Red Lotus Heart Sutra," to the eighth level, reaching the level of an ultimate expert. In the martial arts world, there are only a few who can rival him. Unfortunately, he has been stuck at the eighth level of the "Red Lotus Heart Sutra" and has been unable to break through to the ninth level, and nobody knows the reason why.

However, Yushang had a peculiar quirk - he had a liking for the color red. Everything inside the Scarlet Lotus Palace was adorned in red, including Yushang himself and his attendants, who exclusively wore red garments. Another peculiarity was that all of Yushang's attendants were women, yet he had not shown favor to any one of them.

Rumors have spread across the martial arts world that whenever the Jade Mourner leaves the palace, someone is bound to be killed. This person's death is certain, and before committing the murder, a red-clothed maidservant is always present to paint her eyebrows and liven up the atmosphere.

It is also rumored that Yushang has castrated himself due to cultivation of the "Scarlet Lotus Heart Sutra," prohibiting any intimate relations with both men and women... Hmm, this is just a historical account.

In short, Wu Yu got the news he wanted, which is that Yushang is actually a crossdresser! Pure! What normal man has time to dress like a woman every day? What normal man puts on makeup before going out? What normal man is surrounded by a bunch of girls but doesn't touch any of them? What normal man likes bright red Dongbei floral padded jackets? What normal man takes milk baths? Ten thousand grass mud horses galloped through his heart, kicking up a cloud of dust. Scriptwriter, come out and let's have a talk about life!

Just as he was mentally extending his boundless greetings to the ancestors, paying tribute to the essence of Chinese culture, Red Whisker once again appeared.

"The Sect Master, the head of the Xuanwu Sect, has come for a visit," Hong Fu said with great reverence as she knelt down.

Wu Yu lazily scrawled on the paper, "What's the matter."

"Saying that..." Hong Fu carefully glanced at Wu Yu's expression, "saying that the Martial Arts Assembly is being held once again."

Wu Yu sneered inwardly. Wasn't this Wulin Assembly supposed to be a meeting where the righteous sects gathered to select the leader of the martial arts alliance? What does it have to do with the demonic cult of Yu Shang? "What does it have to do with us?"

Hong Fu: "The sect leader said that the Vermilion Phoenix Underworld Pearl, which is a sacred object of the Red Lotus Sect, has reappeared in the martial world. The righteous sects in the martial world plan to seize this sacred object, become the leader of the martial arts alliance, and then completely annihilate the Demon Cult in one fell swoop."

Wu Yu raised an eyebrow, thinking it was actually a pretty decent idea. However, he was afraid that the current Patriarch of the Xuanwu Sect who had come knocking at the door might not be a good person.

"What does he want."

"He said he can help the leader eradicate them, in exchange for... in exchange for the 'Scarlet Lotus Heart Sutra.'" Hong Fu cautiously spoke, afraid of touching a nerve of their own leader, knowing that they would suffer the consequences.

"Let him roll."

Wu Yu pursed his lips. Even though he had temporarily crossed over and taken the place of Yu Shang under false pretenses, he felt sorry for taking advantage of someone else's body. Regardless of whether he was a fake girl, a homosexual, or anything else, he naturally had to take care of everything for him. He had read many martial arts novels, but he never thought highly of those self-proclaimed righteous individuals in the jianghu. Weren't they just hypocritically preaching righteousness while secretly engaging in treacherous acts that betrayed their masters and ancestors?

Since ancient times, there has always been good and evil, and it is only through the suppression of both that balance can be maintained. Can't antagonists also experience their own hardships?! Not everyone is born hoping to become a despised villain. Just because they have inherited a martial art known as "The Scarlet Lotus Heart Sutra," which is considered a demonic technique in the martial world, does that mean they should be universally condemned and eradicated by everyone?

He has social communication disorder, but that doesn't mean he lacks intelligence. Thinking of taking advantage of him for personal gain? Be careful not to gain nothing but lose it all!

"Yes." Hong Fu shrank and nodded in response.

The previous Sect Leader, who used to have a touch of femininity, instantly emitted a burst of killing intent that made even her, who possessed extraordinary martial arts skills, break into a cold sweat.

Wu Yu watched the fading figure of Hong Fu as she walked away. He turned around and looked at the magnificent but deserted Honglian Palace. With a soft sigh, he silently murmured in his heart, "Yu Shang, perhaps you are also lonely." "Just like how I used to be."