Chapter 117: Yi Ku

The night was already deep, yet Lin Xian'er lay on her bed, unable to sleep.

If her admirers under her skirt saw her current appearance, they would surely be greatly shocked.

For in their hearts, Lin Xian'er was the embodiment of purity, kindness, and beauty; even a celestial fairy in heaven would be a notch below her.

But the current Lin Xian'er was gnashing her teeth, her beautiful eyes suffused with a blood-red hue, her lovely face full of ferocious, venomous expressions, looking exactly like a poisonous snake.

"You are too dirty; I am afraid of being poisoned."

This sentence also seemed to be a poisonous snake biting at her soul.

She had never hated a man so much before.

She wished she could tear him into ten thousand pieces.

Yet, she had absolutely no means to deal with that man.

The beauty she was so proud of was practically being trampled into the mud by him.

Just then, the window opened, and the cold wind blew in.

Lin Xian'er reacted immediately, shouting coquettishly, "Who is it?"

As she asked this, she immediately saw a face; the face emitted a ghastly green light, appearing like a ghost in the night.

Upon seeing this man, there was no longer any venomous expression on Lin Xian'er's face; instead, it was filled with an intoxicatingly sweet smile: "Since you have come, why not come in?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the man was already before her, eyes wide but mouth shut, which, combined with his appearance, was truly terrifying.

Lin Xian'er smiled coquettishly: "Qiu Du was your disciple; since he is dead, you should go find Yu Liancheng, not me."

Qiu Du was the disciple of Green Demon Hand Yi Ku, and the person before her was naturally the ninth on the Weapon Manual, Green Demon Hand Yi Ku.

Yi Ku said coldly: "But if he hadn't been instigated by you, how would he have gone to trouble Yu Liancheng?"

Lin Xian'er said: "I told him to go find the Golden Silk Armor, but I didn't tell him to go to his death; this can only be blamed on his own lack of strength, can't it?"

Yi Ku gritted his teeth and suddenly grabbed Lin Xian'er by the hair.

Lin Xian'er was not afraid; instead, she smiled even more sweetly: "Furthermore, he died for me; this was his own willing choice, because he thought it was very worth it."

The candlelight flickered on her face, making her look even more beautiful and alluring.

A ferocious grin appeared on the corner of Yi Ku's mouth, like a malevolent ghost: "Fine, I want to see if you are worth it." He suddenly flipped back the quilt, revealing a series of stark-naked bodies underneath.

"Do you think I am worth it?" Lin Xian'er smiled seductively, her waist swaying gently, displaying her proud figure.

Yi Ku slapped her across the face and said viciously: "Bitch, are you not afraid of me?"

Lin Xian'er felt not a shred of pain, but was instead filled with desire: "Why should I be afraid of you? Although you are terrifyingly ugly, you are still a man."

Yi Ku struck her again: "I hit you and you are still like this; does a bitch like you enjoy being beaten?"

"If you like hitting me, then hit me all you want." Lin Xian'er's snake-like body had already coiled around Yi Ku.

Yi Ku's stiff body suddenly became very soft.

But one place gradually became as hard as a stone.

Lin Xian'er had many methods to deal with men, and very few men could refuse her methods.

—And so, soon, only the sound of panting remained in the room.

It is unknown how much time passed, but the panting had stopped, and Yi Ku was standing by the bed putting on his clothes.

Lin Xian'er remained on the bed and smiled charmingly: "Do you know now whether I am worth it?"

Yi Ku gritted his teeth and said: "I really should kill you, otherwise I don't know how many more people will die at your hands."

Lin Xian'er smiled seductively: "But I know you definitely cannot bring yourself to do it; you definitely cannot bear to part with me."

Yi Ku stared at her for a long while, then asked: "Is Yu Liancheng also at Xingyun Manor?"

Lin Xian'er's eyes rippled: "You want to kill him? But I advise you not to."

Yi Ku said: "Oh?"

Lin Xian'er smiled: "You cannot kill him, because his martial arts are very high, higher than anyone imagines, and I also like him very much."

Yi Ku's expression seemed to change, and he said sharply: "Where exactly is he?"

Lin Xian'er rolled her eyes: "He is in the Tingzhu Pavilion on the left; do you dare to go find him? It is best not to."

Before she finished speaking, Yi Ku had already darted out.

Lin Xian'er had already burrowed into the quilt and giggled.

She truly hoped Yu Liancheng could be killed by Yi Ku, but if Yi Ku died at Yu Liancheng's hands, that also seemed like a pleasant thing.

If Yu Liancheng knew this situation, he would likely feel that Lin Xian'er and Shangguan Feiyan were truly very similar.

"No, if Yu Liancheng kills Yi Ku, he might guess that it was at my instigation and come to trouble me." Lin Xian'er put on her clothes, packed a few valuable items, and left quietly.

For other men, she could have many methods, but facing Yu Liancheng, she had no methods at all and had to be extremely careful.

—Because this man would truly take her life.

Yu Liancheng was not asleep; he was trimming the lamp and reading the "Lianhua Treasure Mirror".

The author was the martial arts prodigy of the previous generation, Wang Lianhua; his father was the Joyous King Chai Yuguan, and his mother was the Cloud Dream Fairy, both of whom were once formidable overlords who dominated their era.

And he himself was also a person of astonishing talent; not only was he skilled in astrology and physiognomy, but he was also proficient in zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting, as well as medicine and the art of disguise—things that ten people could not learn in full, he had learned all by himself.

Such a person recorded his life's learning in this "Lianhua Treasure Mirror"; from this, one can imagine how precious and profound this book was, and even Yu Liancheng felt he benefited greatly.

Although Yu Liancheng's mind was immersed in the book, any movement within a radius of several zhang could hardly escape his notice.

Therefore, as soon as Yi Ku arrived, Yu Liancheng noticed him.

"Come out, you rat in the shadows."

Suddenly, Yu Liancheng closed the "Lianhua Treasure Mirror", stood up tall, and looked out the window.

Then he saw a man in a green robe.

This man's long sleeves fluttered; no matter who wore his robe, it would be too long, yet on him, the fabric did not even reach his knees.

He was already terrifying to look at, yet he insisted on wearing a strange, tall hat, making him look like a withered tree at first glance.

What was even more terrifying were his eyes; the irises were cyan, and the whites were also cyan, flickering with light like two balls of ghost fire.

Yu Liancheng laughed: "So, not only are you a rat, but a very ugly big rat."

Green Demon Hand Yi Ku narrowed his eyes: "You say I am ugly?"

Yu Liancheng could not help but wonder: "Eh, do you never look in a mirror?"

Green Demon Hand's expression sank, and he said coldly: "Good, good, good. If I let you die too quickly, I would be failing you."

Yu Liancheng looked the man up and down again: "If I am not mistaken, you are Green Demon Hand Yi Ku?"

Green Demon Hand sneered: "Begging for mercy now is a bit too late."

"Let me guess again, you must have just come from Lin Xian'er's place, and you slept with her." Yu Liancheng asked skeptically: "For people of the Demonic path like you, aren't you afraid of being poisoned?"

"Poisoned? Poisoned by what?" Yi Ku frowned.

Yu Liancheng said: "That Lin Xian'er sleeps with at least one man every day; even a prostitute in a brothel is cleaner than her. What kind of poison do you think I mean?"