Chapter 124: Demonic Transformation

When has Heng Xian ever experienced such a scene?

Eighteen batches, and it wasn't me who did them!

His cheeks flushed involuntarily, his qi and blood surging.

Beside him, Ma Bu Ying was even worse off, nosebleed dripping down.

Heng Xian instinctively shoved him, lowering his voice: "You're bleeding!"

Ma Bu Ying casually wiped it, responding nonchalantly in a low voice: "My cultivation method is extremely yang, prone to nosebleeds."

Immediately, the two stared straight ahead again.

Inside, Tong Que Zi didn't know what she was thinking, laughing while washing, softly humming a tune.

Ma Bu Ying looked at Heng Xian: "Who would've thought, this Senior Sister Tong Que Zi, though her face is a bit long and not very pretty—my goodness, this damned gentleness!"

"Keep it down, what are you shouting 'mother' for?" Heng Xian chuckled.

Inside, Tong Que Zi had finished washing, stood up, and in a fleeting glance like a startled swan—

Then she turned around again.

"Turn around!" Ma Bu Ying and Heng Xian exclaimed in unison.

"Who?"

Tong Que Zi quickly wrapped herself in her robe, drew her spirit sword, and flashed straight toward the rear window.

"Flash!"

Ma Bu Ying wiped his nosebleed and took off running to the right.

And Heng Xian ran even faster, his form flashing to the left.

"Bang!"

The window was burst open, and Tong Que Zi exploded in anger: "I'll see where you run to!"

As luck would have it, she gave up on Ma Bu Ying and chased after Heng Xian.

Heng Xian, full of frustration, opened the "Mysterious Yellow Heavenly Hexagram": "Which way should I run? Give me a hint!"

The hexagram's answer: 【Go north thirty meters, turn right, enter the courtyard.】

Heng Xian immediately employed the "Wind Bird Escape" from the Twenty Ways of Creation Escape Technique, whooshing thirty meters away and flashing into the right-side courtyard.

This was a solitary house's small courtyard, peonies blooming everywhere inside, with a small pavilion where a graceful figure sat.

It was Lin Shuyu.

She seemed to have just finished bathing as well, wearing a white robe, her hair damp, with tiny droplets of water on her fair neck,

her appearance exceptionally bright and lovely.

However, seeing the somewhat disheveled Heng Xian enter, she blinked in slight surprise.

"Uh..." Heng Xian also froze, wondering if the Heavenly Hexagram was playing him—what was he doing here?

"Junior Brother Heng?" Lin Shuyu spoke first, her tone gentle, even a bit questioning.

This was the first time they had spoken since Heng Xian escaped from the mouths of the three demonic swine.

Mainly because Lin Shuyu had deliberately been avoiding Heng Xian.

Some misunderstandings, once they arise, can make people feel embarrassed.

"Ah!" Heng Xian coughed, walking toward the pavilion: "The night is long, I can't sleep; I wanted to come discuss the Ke family matter with Senior Sister Lin."

Lin Shuyu made a gesturing invitation, and before Heng Xian had even sat down after entering the pavilion, she said: "Martial Uncle Ke lied!"

Heng Xian blinked; he really hadn't kept the Ke family affair in mind, after all, with Rufeng Song of the Middle Stage of the Primordial Core above, what couldn't be handled?

After thinking, he asked: "What makes you say that?"

Lin Shuyu waved her sleeve: "If what Martial Uncle Ke said were true, those two demons were lured here by the lies of his niece,"

"then after the two demons arrived, discovering they'd been tricked, they would surely rage and wreak havoc before leaving."

"But Martial Uncle Ke said the two demons often came, harassing his niece, with unclear specifics; when he spoke, his eyes darted—a sign of lying!"

Heng Xian said: "Could it be that demons just have a habit of causing harm, or perhaps there truly is a spirit vein beneath the Ke manor?"

Lin Shuyu shook her head: "Demons are not tolerated by cultivators under heaven, and the demons in the mortal world today are mostly newly born after the ancient demon war, fundamentally shallow,"

"constantly facing the danger of being exterminated by various sect cultivators; there is no reason for them to long-term pester ordinary people."

"As for spirit veins, the Tian Feng Bloodline is innately sensitive to them, and there are none here!"

Heng Xian nodded; Lin Shuyu's words made perfect sense, and her Tian Feng Bloodline is said to have a special sensitivity to spirit veins and spirit objects.

Just as he was about to open the Mysterious Yellow Heavenly Hexagram to cast a reading,

a figure flashed into the courtyard, shouting angrily: "So you're here!"

It was Tong Que Zi.

Her long sword pointed straight at Heng Xian, her face full of killing intent.

"Senior Sister Tong?" Lin Shuyu exclaimed, rising to her feet.

Tong Que Zi snapped: "Junior Sister Lin, stay away from that lecher!"

"A lecher?" Lin Shuyu looked at Heng Xian.

Tong Que Zi breathed heavily: "Exactly, this Heng Xian knows faces but not hearts—he's a total flower‑plucking bandit, a lecher, a shameless villain!"

The embarrassment on Heng Xian's face flickered away, and he said solemnly: "Senior Sister Tong, could there be a misunderstanding?"

"Where would a misunderstanding come from?" Tong Que Zi fumed, "You and that person, did you peek at my bath or not?"

Lin Shuyu widened her eyes.

Heng Xian spoke earnestly: "Senior Sister Tong, one may eat indiscriminately, but one must not speak recklessly—when did I peek at your bath? Did you catch me?"

Tong Que Zi snapped: "Even though I didn't catch you, I recognize the clothes you're wearing—you dare say they aren't yours?"

Heng Xian tugged at his own clothes, looking resentful: "This is Que Shan attire; the sect's male and female disciples each get three sets a year, and the style is very uniform, so it's easy to clash with ordinary clothes outside—did you see wrong?"

I, Heng Xian, do not claim to be simple and kind; at least I am upright, keep my word, have read the sages' books since childhood, listened to the saints' teachings, and would never commit such a shameful act!

Senior Sister Lin, you can go to my old home to ask around…

Seeing Heng Xian get more agitated, Tong Quezi was momentarily stunned, his thoughts wavering, but he still waved his sleeves heavily: "When I catch that person, I'll see how you argue!"

Speaking that, he flashed out of the courtyard.

Heng Xian slightly relaxed his breath.

Then Lin Shuyu, standing nearby, suddenly said, "When you lie, there's hardly any flaw on your face—impressive!"

"I'm lying?" Heng Xian looked at her.

Lin Shuyu calmly said, "Yes! When you speak, your facial expression looks very genuine.

But your heartbeat quickened a bit, and your thumb and forefinger were rubbing unnaturally—that's a sign of lying."

Heng Xian shook his head and said, "Senior sister, you're overconfident; being falsely accused would naturally raise one's heartbeat, and rubbing my fingers is just a habit. You should rest early, good night!"

Having said that, he turned and left.

Watching his back, Lin Shuyu let out a light laugh, tried to tease him, but found no flaw—so it wasn't him after all.

Heng Xian stepped out of the courtyard, glanced back, thinking that Lin Shuyu was too clever to be fooled; he'll have to interact with her in a different way from now on.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly saw the view before his eyes slowly turn red.

Unnoticed, a red mist rose inside the Ke family mansion; the lanterns hanging on the surrounding walls turned dark red.

The surroundings were silent, the atmosphere a bit eerie.

"This is… demon aura!"

Heng Xian's expression grew serious, and he immediately opened the Mysterious Yellow Heavenly Hexagram: "Has a demon arrived?"

The hexagram answer: 【After calculation, demon aura pervades; it hasn't just arrived, but has been lurking in this household all along.】

The demon's realm is only higher, not lower, than its host; it is advised to walk a hundred meters forward, recite a warding chant, turn left, recite a calming chant, return to the room, sit in meditation and wait for others to resolve it!】

Heng Xian thought for a moment: "What is this demon's purpose here?"

The hexagram answer: 【Kill! Absorb human essence and yang energy!】

Heng Xian frowned; it seemed Lin Shuyu was right, and Ke Zhenhai had indeed lied.

Not a demon!

(End of chapter)