PDLP Chapter 29: Lin Xian'er
Chapter 29: Lin Xian'er
Silence lasted for a long time.
The man in black robes finally spoke.
The voice was hoarse, deep, and indistinguishable in gender, like sandpaper rubbing against a stone.
Aren't you curious about who I am?
Xue Bufeng leaned back, finding a more comfortable position, and said slowly:
"Do I really need to ask that?"
"Since you're here, you're bound to say something, so I'll just listen to you."
The man in black seemed to pause for a moment.
Then, a hint of laughter appeared in his hoarse voice, as if he found it amusing.
"The young master of the Demonic Sect is indeed extraordinary."
Xue Bufeng said, "You know my background, so it seems you are no ordinary person either."
The man in black robes raised his right hand, which was adorned with a blue iron gauntlet, and slowly said:
"I've long heard of Xue Bufu, the young master of the Demonic Sect, whose invincible demonic blade is renowned throughout the Western Regions. I wonder... do you recognize what I'm wearing on my hand?"
Xue Bufeng's gaze fell on the dark blue iron glove, but he only glanced at it once.
"Azure Demon Hand".
He uttered those three words, enough to shock the martial arts world, but his tone was as calm as if he were saying "teacup" or "chair."
"The Azure Demon Hand of Yi Ku ranks ninth on the list of martial arts weapons."
He added, but his gaze remained fixed on those eerie eyes:
"However, as far as I know, the owner of the Azure Demon Hand does not seem to be a woman. One is in Yi Ku's hand, and the other is in the hand of Yi Ku's disciple Qiu Du. No matter how you look at it, neither of them can be a woman."
The man in black robes let out a deliberately drawn-out, hoarse sound of surprise.
"Oh? How did you know I'm a woman?"
There was a hint of amusement in his voice.
Xue Bufeng smiled.
That smile practically screamed "Are you kidding me?"
"You think I'm blind? Anyone who looks into your eyes would find it hard not to realize you're a woman, and... definitely a beautiful one."
"Of course, there might be an exception: those who are terrified just by seeing the Azure Demon Hand would certainly not dare to look you in the eye."
"Luckily, I'm brave enough not to be so scared that I don't even dare to look at pretty women after seeing your Green Demon Hand."
The man in black robes fell silent.
A moment later, the unsettling hoarse sound disappeared.
Instead, a sweet, melodious female voice, as if carrying honey, chuckled.
Her smile was so sweet, it was fucking deadly.
She laughed so hard she could barely breathe, her body trembling with laughter; even wrapped in a black robe, her captivating charm was still palpable.
Xue Bufeng smiled and watched her with a leisurely air, as if he were enjoying an interesting performance.
"Looks like I'm in luck. Such a beautiful woman has come to my house on her own initiative. Whatever you're here for, it's definitely not a bad thing for me."
He paused, then added:
"Given your mysterious demeanor and how easily you infiltrated the Divine Blade Hall and hid in my room, you're unlikely to tell me your real name. So, how about I give you a nickname, 'Little Mischief'?"
The woman in black robes smiled sweetly and, through her mask, cast a captivating glance at him—a look that could melt most men's bones.
"Why do you call her 'Little Bad'? Is she your lover? Or do you think I'm bad, a wicked woman?"
Xue Bufu said leisurely:
"No, it's just because my family used to have a female dog named Little Bad."
The woman in black seemed to pause for a moment, but quickly resumed her charming smile, even with a hint of coquetry:
"You're so mean! You're treating me like a puppy. I'm not a puppy! Can you... find someone else?"
A smile flashed in Xue Bufeng's eyes:
"You don't like the name 'Little Rascal'? How about 'Lin Xian'er' then?"
"Do you like this name?"
The woman in the black robe, who had been acting coquettishly, was stunned upon hearing these words.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
Her captivating eyes gradually filled with surprise and a hint of fear.
She believed that no one knew her whereabouts or her identity.
But now Xue Bufeng knows her identity!
This makes Xue Bufeng seem extremely terrifying, or rather, it makes the demonic cult behind Xue Bufeng seem incredibly terrifying.
It seemed as if there was nothing in the world he didn't know.
It felt as if all the mystery and pretense I had put on tonight was just a joke.
"you……"
Her voice was still sickeningly sweet, but it was already trembling slightly.
Xue Bufeng interrupted her, a hint of amusement in his voice:
"What? Are you scared?"
"If you can know my identity, why can't I know yours? Wouldn't that seem fair?"
The woman in black robes, or perhaps Lin Xian'er, could no longer laugh as she had before, but she still managed to force a smile, albeit behind a cold mask.
"That's true... So, we..."
"Actually, I don't care who you are at all. I only care what you want from me and what I can do with you. In this world, people who are useful can often live a long time."
Xue Bufeng stroked his chin, a wicked glint in his eyes:
What do you think?
Lin Xian'er considered herself a very useful and capable woman, so she tried to relax and her laughter became even more charming, echoing in the quiet room with a strange magic.
"Of course... Xian'er is a very useful and capable woman."
She tilted her head, trying to make her tone as innocent and seductive as possible:
"So, what does Xue Lang want to talk about with Xian'er?"
"How about we talk about the golden silk armor first?"
Xue Bufeng said, "I guess you, the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world, have also come for the Golden Silk Armor, haven't you? Many people in the martial arts world have spread rumors that you once promised to marry the person who eliminated the Plum Blossom Bandit, but who would have thought that you yourself would be willing to come all this way for the Golden Silk Armor?"
Lin Xian'er's laughter paused for a moment, then became even more coquettish, like melted honey.
She drew out her words, each one like a tiny hook:
"As expected of Xue Lang, you are extremely intelligent; nothing can be hidden from you."
"Actually, I want it not for my own selfish desires, but because I don't really want to marry those people. Most of them are just fame-seekers, and I don't care about any of them. I only made this promise for the sake of justice."
"But now..."
She secretly glanced at Xue Bufeng, as if observing his expression to see if he believed the virtuous and beautiful image she had created. She also wanted to see if the all-powerful Xue Bufeng knew that she was the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world, but did he know the true relationship between her and the Plum Blossom Thief?
pity.
Xue Bufeng always wore a half-smile, enigmatic expression.
Lin Xian'er couldn't discern his thoughts, and her heart pounded. She could only speak softly and tentatively:
"They are all useless. Not only did they fail to kill the Plum Blossom Bandits, they also lost many of their own. That's why I came to find Golden Silk Armor in person, wanting to risk my life to deal with the Plum Blossom Bandits myself."
"Sigh, although I look down on them, I really can't bear to see them go to their deaths one after another..."