Chapter 1: Chapter One – Yin-Yin Merchant System.

This was Long Xiulan’s last chance. She trembled as she placed her hand against the awakening stone. It remained dull. She almost imagined that it in fact became darker than it had been before she touched it.

The city assessor sneered and whispered, “trash whore,” he then tugged the stone away from her outstretched hand and shouted, “next.”

Xiulan stumbled back as if she had been punched in the stomach. It was over she had no chance to be a cultivator now. She would remain a slave for life. A sex slave for life. She was beautiful, with almond shaped eyes and silky black hair. She had relatively small breasts and was below average in height but that only made her more adorable. She knew that now that she had failed the last test for spiritual roots at eighteen Madam Chen would expect her to ‘work’. Madam Chen had a hold over her slavery contract. Xiulan had never known her mother. She had died in childbirth and naturally having been a slave to the plum blossom brothel Xiulan’s mother had never known who her father was. As the daughter of a whore Xiulan’s ownership passed to the brothel. However, the laws of the Kingdom required that before she turned eighteen and had her lack of spiritual roots confirmed, she could not be put to work. She had been tested every year at the new year for spiritual roots since she was fourteen. The Kingdom could not afford to miss out on any potential cultivators.

As Xiulan was immersed in her grief a young well-dressed merchant’s son stepped up to the platform to be tested. Xiulan knew him. He had been to the brothel many times and more than once had tried to request Xiulan’s ‘services’ only to be denied. The man looked confident. No doubt his wealthy father had been nurturing his spiritual roots for years with elixirs and pills to ensure a satisfactory awakening. The merchant’s son placed his hand on the stone and immediately the stone started to glow with a sickly yellow light.

The assessor smiled and announced, “level three forced root.”

A small murmur of appreciation went around the square. A level three root, even a forced root was rare in Rockcreek town. Most people had no spiritual roots at all and those that could cultivate were mostly level one or two roots.

The merchant’s son basked in the praise. He turned to Xiulan and winked mouthing, “see you soon,” to her.

Xiulan had tears in her eyes, and she slowly turned around to face a smiling Madam Chen. Xiulan could she the Madam trying to determine how much she could sell Xiulan’s first time for. Madam Chen beckoned Xiulan to her and when Xiulan approached the Madam stroked Xiulan’s head. Almost as if she were stroking the fur of a loved cat.

“There, there my dear,” said Madam Chen as she pulled Xiulan to follow her, “I will make sure your first time is not with somebody too cruel. I might even be able to sell you to a woman. I know you would like that.”

Xiulan blushed. She had not known that her preferences were so clearly known. Perhaps she should not have been surprised. She had spent all of her maturing years in a brothel surrounded by beautiful woman. The Madam had probably seen her ogling the other girls often of the years.

Feeling hopeless Xiulan allowed herself to be led from main town square back to the brothel. She had a feeling that this should not be her fate. She would have tried to run if she could but the slave contract she had since birth could not be broken by any mortal. Xiulan could feel the tattooed collar around her neck as if it were a physical restraint.

After a minute the pair made it back to the Plum Blossom. It was a nice building made from brick and plastered and painted in a light shade of pink. The was a suggestive sign above the door of a woman lying down on a bed. The woman was in the process of opening her legs.

The brothel consisted of two floors. The ground floor was a series of sectioned off tea rooms. These were used to entertain guests with food or drink and upon request baths were also available to customers. Of course, women would also serve the food and help scrub the guests backs with hot water.

The second floor was the more profitable section of the establishment. If a guest saw a whore that they liked downstairs, then they could bring her upstairs to one of the bedrooms.

Madam Chen led Xiulan upstairs. They pasted doors from which groans of both feigned and real pleasure sounded out from behind the purposely thin wood. Madam Chen said that the sounds of pleasure increased their business.

Madam Chen led Xiulan to a room at the end of the corridor. It had a bed covered in many cushions and a stick of incense was burning on the vanity. The room also had a full-length mirror in one corner as well as a wardrobe full of dresses.

Madam Chen pulled out a high-necked dress out of the cupboard. It was white with red tassels running along the sleeves. Madam Chen laid it out on the bed and then nudged Xiulan towards it.

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“Put it one dear. I had it made special for your first day as a working girl,” Madam Chen winked as she spoke and then with one last caress of Xiulan’s arm, Madam Chen left the room.

Xiulan reluctantly began to stripe and then to put on the white dress. Clearly the white and red had been chosen to indicate her virginal status. Most likely that Merchant’s son from the square would come to celebrate tonight and she would be forced to serve him.

The dress was high-necked and covered almost all of her skin except her face. The sleeves even ended in attached delicate lace gloves which Xiulan tied with long lances to her forearms. Despite being modest in the skin that it showed, the dress was tight and thin. It was tailored exactly to her measurements and was designed to tempt without outright showing off her assets.

After dressing Xiulan looked into the mirror. She had to admit that she did look beautiful. Her nipples were even starting to harden and even her little sister was becoming moist. Xiulan realised that the incense must be a mild aphrodisiac. Madam Chen probably wanted her to seem willing to her clients.

As Xiulan’s breath started to quicken she hear a disembodied voice in her mind, “suitable body found. Binding the Merchant Harem system. Error body not suitable for typical dual cultivation. Adjusting… System modified. Binding the Yin-Yin Merchant system.”

Xiulan did not have time to be confused as a sudden pain assaulted her body. It felt as if her every nerve was burning and then freezing in rapid succession. Just before she passed out from the pain she heard the voice again, “Binding successful. The path to becoming a perfect merchant starts now.”

After an hour Xiulan woke up. She almost thought that what she been through was a strange stress related dream. However, as she blinked tears of pain out of her eyes she noticed something bizarre. There were numbers floating next to ever item in the room. After some thinking it was clear that they numbers were prices.

Low-Quality Stand Mirror: 9 copper coins.

Large Low-Quality Bed: 2 silvers coins.

White silk prostitute’s dress with red accents: 1 gold coin.

“What is going on,” said Xiulan out loud.

As if in response text started to scroll in front of her, “Welcome to the Yin-Yin Merchant system. The system designed to create the perfect merchant. The perfect merchant knows the prices of all things. The perfect merchant profits off of the labour of others. The perfect merchant does not do any work themselves. The perfect merchant is debauched. To earn a reward, make a gold coin off of the profits of trade. To unlock Yin-Yin dual cultivation bring one woman to orgasm. The perfect merchant needs to have many lovers to work for her favour.”

Xiulan was shocked. However, she was also exited. Dual cultivation implied that she could become a cultivator and if she was a cultivator, she could break her slave contract.

Xiulan spent some time mentally exploring the system. There was a system shop from which she could buy items with coins. It was empty at the moment. There was also a section of the system which showed the prices of all the trade goods in the town. The prices fluctuated as supply and demand changed. The system only showed the town by default, but Xiulan could also show the prices across the whole Kingdom.

Xiulan began to breath heavily. With this she could not only escape slavery, but she could also become rich. She pictured herself sleeping on a pile of gold. First things first though. She needed to find a woman to bring to orgasm. If these were the things that she could expect to do in the future, then life had suddenly become a lot more enjoyable.

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