Chapter 34: How Many Good Sisters Does He Actually Have? [5K]
In the end, Lin Yiqi accepted “Baby’s” suggestion, putting on the peach-pink leather skirt, pairing it with a short printed black T-shirt, black knee-high socks, and a pair of small leather shoes.
Not knowing the extent of the “temptation” that Jumeng mentioned, she even changed into a complete set of sexy underwear, just in case she needed to lure the enemy in deeper.
After getting dressed, she stood in front of the mirror, styled her hair into a bun that made her face look smaller, and applied some light makeup. She saw a sweet girl in the mirror with a hint of sensuality and a slight smile at the corner of her mouth.
Should be good enough, right?
Strangely, why do I feel a bit nervous?
It seemed she hadn’t been on a date in so long. Lin Yiqi thought to herself, gently shaking her head, slinging her small shoulder bag over her shoulder, and turning to walk out of the dormitory.
Although she was the Vice Minister of the Literature and Arts Department in the Student Union and possessed many outstanding talents, she was known to the boys in her department and throughout Huacheng University as a beautiful girl with high popularity.
But in reality, aside from maintaining moderate social interactions with boys in public, she had hardly ever had any private dealings with them.
When it came to boys’ affections, she had always maintained an attitude of “not refusing, not taking the initiative, and not taking responsibility,” keeping herself at a distance. She was the type that could pass through a sea of grass without touching a single leaf.
Because of this, she also attracted jealousy from many girls, being secretly labeled a promiscuous social butterfly. Funny enough, I would love to be promiscuous!
But the conditions don’t allow, what can I do? Lin Yiqi thought helplessly.
She was very clear about her situation; if she were to date a boy, it would purely be a disaster for him.
In fact, when she decided to keep “Baby,” who was showing signs of having become an urban legend, she was already prepared to be single for a lifetime.
Moreover, only a mother knows how hard it can be; others could never understand.
“Although ‘Baby’ isn’t in full control of its mind, it still has high standards when it comes to picking a stepfather. If there’s anything it doesn’t like, it scares the boys who try to get close to Lin Yiqi into a state of helplessness. When she first fell into this predicament, Lin Yiqi had considered ending it all, but she is quite something. She’s afraid of d*ath.
Over time, she became accustomed to it.
“Isn’t there no activity in the Student Union today? You all say that guy is all dressed up fancy, where is he planning to go?” As she stepped out of the dorm, Lin Yiqi heard her roommates whispering among themselves.
“Ha! It’s already past four in the afternoon, and it’s about to get dark. Where else would he go? Of course, he’s going to keep a man company!”
Oh? Is it time for the classic plastic roommate friendship segment again?
Lin Yiqi raised an eyebrow and smiled meaningfully.
She had long been aware that her usually well-behaved roommates secretly spoke ill of her.
The relationships between girls in dormitories tend to swing to two extremes: either burgeoning crushes or secret backstabbing, and Lin Yiqi’s relationship with her roommates was evidently the latter.
According to unreliable sources, the phrase “Lin Yiqi is a promiscuous social butterfly” first originated from one of her roommates. However, she was completely unconcerned and even found it amusing.
She always thought that since she might never find true love, seeing those lemon-sour roommates, who also had no boyfriends, made her quite happy.
Although it sounded a bit psychologically twisted, the more jealous her roommates were and the more they spoke ill of her behind her back, the happier she felt!
From another perspective, the jealousy and dislike from the girls could also become “Baby’s” sustenance, similar to how urban legends obtain spirit energy through scaring humans.
“Baby” had quite the appetite, and if it weren’t for these girls tirelessly feeding it, using her own bl**d to nourish it, Lin Yiqi would really struggle to keep it alive.
As a low-level spirit energy fluctuation university student without any income, sometimes Lin Yiqi really wished she could have “Baby” call them all wet nurses, thanking them for their nurturing grace.
At this moment, Jumeng had not yet sent any messages guiding her to find the Zhipianxian, so she decided not to rush it, standing at the door, lighting a blueberry-flavored lady’s cigarette, quietly listening for a while to the “group cross-talk.”
“Stop talking, Lin Yiqi might not have gone far yet! If she hears this, it won’t be good.” One roommate pretended to advise.
“Haha, if she hears it, she hears it. I actually want to scold her for being shameless right in front of her!”
“You all saw her flirty look, during the Student Union activities, she’s always flirting with those boys, practically trying to lure their souls away!”
“Exactly, exactly! Aside from being a little good-looking, what else does she have?”
Haha, learning and working ability is also better than you guys! If that isn’t enough, then I have nothing to say! Lin Yiqi internally retorted.
“Tsk, did you guys see her shameless look just now? She even wore a complete set of lingerie! Who knows, she might come back tonight bringing an illegitimate child for our dormitory!”
As soon as these words were spoken, Lin Yiqi immediately sensed an unusual shift in “Baby’s” spirit energy.
Casting her peripheral gaze toward her shoulder, she saw a small, bloodied ghostly figure with an undeveloped little mouth silently screaming, surrounded by a swirling mist of bl**d.
Seeing this, Lin Yiqi reached out to gently stroke its little head, softly saying, “It’s okay, Baby, they’re just being reckless and don’t have much malice. Mommy doesn’t mind, you shouldn’t mind either, okay?”
In silence, “Baby” stared at her with its pale eyes that had no pupils and were even covered with a layer of skin, tilting its head, looking at Lin Yiqi for a moment before it seemed to give up on retaliating against her roommates, quietly withdrawing and disappearing into the shadow behind her.
Standing in the corridor outside her dormitory, listening to her roommates’ strange and mysterious comments, Lin Yiqi waited for a moment, finishing two cigarettes, before she finally received a message from Jumeng sent from Luxianbei’s phone.
Huacheng Urban Legends Leader: “That guy is playing at the West Garden Soccer Field of the university; he won’t be leaving anytime soon. It’s up to you how to take him down. J
“The soccer field? That’s simple enough.”
Lin Yiqi muttered, curling her lips, putting her phone away, and taking a piece of gum from her small shoulder bag, placing it between her two red lips. She pulled out a small sample of perfume, freshening up from the smell of smoke and then stepped forward with her long, elusive white legs towards the dorm building exit.
Delivering water to a guy playing soccer is somewhat old-fashioned, but it works! What boy wouldn’t enjoy having a pretty girl show him some affection in front of everyone, right? It satisfies their vanity and gives them face! ——
In University City, near Huacheng University, there was a restaurant named “Spray Chicken,” specializing in rustic chicken and mushroom soup. The storefront was large and well-decorated, counted as one of the big meals in University City.
Just past four-thirty in the afternoon, “Spray Chicken” already had many customers.
Humans are remarkably adaptable creatures; ever since the nights grew long four to five years ago, many people had become accustomed to going to bed early and rising late. Even mealtimes experienced subtle changes.
However, the reason Luxianbei and Jumeng appeared at “Spray Chicken” at this time wasn’t because they’d gotten used to eating dinner then, but because after successfully getting Lin Yiqi to take action, Jumeng’s relentless persuasion got Luxianbei to advance some of the payment.
“Could you slow down a little? Is it too much to pay attention to your image?” Looking at Jumeng devouring her food with oil all over her mouth, Luxianbei said irritably, “No one is competing with you!”
Stinky Sister, at least you are a once-popular spirit; can you not eat like Gu Qiqi? I really don’t understand how a magpie can enjoy eating rustic chicken so much! Luxianbei thought. Hmph, I better eat quickly to prevent you from suddenly backing out and not paying the bill!
Knowing that she could very well do something like that, Luxianbei was fully aware. In the midst of their conversation, she noticed Luxianbei’s bowl and chopsticks were completely untouched, and her vigilance suddenly sharpened. “Wait! Why aren’t you eating?”
“Don’t worry, I’ve already paid the bill. I won’t suddenly run away.” As if seeing through Jumeng’s thoughts, Luxianbei shrugged expressionlessly, “I’m not eating because I have childhood trauma.”
That childhood trauma was something left by Lu Ming and Water Brother.
That early summer, with abundant rain, mushrooms unexpectedly grew in large numbers near the stone tower on Mudan Street—red caps, white stems, looking delicious.
So, Lu Ming and Bai Kai collected some and happily brought them home.
They naturally knew these mushrooms were poisonous, but generally, poisonous mushrooms taste even better than non-poisonous ones, and as high-level spirit ability users, they could almost ignore the toxicity of the poisonous mushrooms.
The only problem was that they couldn’t let Luxianbei eat any.
Their method was to wait until Luxianbei fell asleep in the middle of the night, then sneakily use the poisonous mushrooms to make a big pot of chicken soup.
That night, the entire Luxi Chuancaiguan was filled with the mouthwatering aroma that made one’s mouth water.
Coincidentally, that night, Luxianbei had not fallen into a deep sleep. Following the enticing scent, she got up and found her father and Water Brother sitting around the table, enjoying the chicken soup, completely oblivious to the fact that they had a high resistance to poison.
At that time, Luxianbei had no idea that her father and Water Brother’s resistance to toxins was beyond normal.
She only felt as if she had experienced a terrible event where her dad and mom were enjoying barbecues in the middle of the night without calling her. Can I just endure this? Two troublemakers!
So, she returned to her bedroom. Once her father and Water Brother had gone to bed, she quietly snuck out and found the pot of soup that had been put away, drinking three large bowls!
And then…
She saw little dancing figures.
That day, Luxianbei tasted the most delicious chicken soup of her life and also experienced her first stomach pumping. “Uh, I didn’t expect you had this kind of experience?” Jumeng frowned.
However, Luxianbei’s little story did not dampen her interest in the mushroom chicken soup. After all, her resistance to poison might be even higher than Lu Ming and Bai Kai’s combined.
The only things that could poison her were deadly poisons capable of killing spirits and herbicides. “Not that great!” Luxianbei waved her hand dismissively, complaining, “They’ve done much crazier things than this; I can live to adulthood, and I have to thank their mercy for not killing me!”
Given Luxianbei and Jumeng’s relationship, aside from a few very core secrets, there was practically nothing they couldn’t talk about, even discussing Lu Ming and Water Brother without hesitation.
“Speaking of which, you, the King of Huacheng Urban Legends, can surely have your minions and those minor urban legends help you capture that Zhipianxian, right? Why does it still need Lin Yiqi to step in…”
As Jumeng spoke, she grabbed a chicken neck and began munching on it.
“Even if there’s a concern about being spotted during an urban legend incident, is it necessary to make it this complicated? Can’t there be minor urban legends that can track in secret?”
As she chewed on her second chicken neck, Luxianbei looked at Jumeng’s chicken neck and slightly furrowed her brow, explaining, “Being worried about being spotted is just one of the reasons.”
“Oh? What else?” Jumeng tilted her head.
“Also…” Luxianbei paused briefly before seriously stating, “Isn’t it just trying to create more opportunities to have dinner with you?”
“Ah?” Jumeng was stunned for a moment, her chicken neck fell back into the bowl with a “plop,” realizing Luxianbei’s teasing gaze. Her expression darkened.
“Dog thing! I see you’re getting bolder, daring to tease me, huh? Keep it up, and I might just leave!”
“It’s just a joke!” Luxianbei shrugged, “Didn’t you always say you wanted to sleep with me? Now I can’t even make this kind of joke anymore?”
That was back then. Jumeng thought to herself, slightly raising her chin, snorting coldly, “Hmph! Dog thing.”
“Alright, I’m actually just shy about asking them for help.” Luxianbei explained again.
“Are there any other things you’re shy about?” Jumeng asked.
“Of course there are!” Luxianbei raised her voice slightly, “For example, our skins should be about equally thick; if your spirit energy item gets out of control and causes trouble around Peach Source, and you can’t handle it for a while, how would you feel asking Yuan Ye for help?”
In silence, Jumeng considered this and frowned.
The dignified ruler of eight hundred miles of Peach Source, cannot even handle a small Zhipianxian? That’s rather ridiculous. Unless absolutely necessary, she probably wouldn’t want to ask for help from her subordinates, mainly because it would damage her prestige. Even though most of the time she didn’t have much prestige over her subjects, Saint Ye was an exception.
In fact, the prestige of an urban legend king in their own territory was quite important.
It’s like in a company where the boss is incompetent and jumps in to give directions; the employees might not openly criticize, but who knows what they say behind the scenes!
“Moreover, you’re here to help, right?” Luxianbei added, “So it’s not so bad…”
“Alright, that makes some sense.” Jumeng nodded, acknowledging Luxianbei’s thoughts, and happily picked up the third chicken neck from the pot.
Luxianbei, “”
Just how long is this chicken neck? This “should be at least 2.45 chicken neck lengths—long-necked chicken? Three-headed chicken? Urban legend, huh?
I’ll need to have a good discussion with the store owner later. Luxianbei thought.
While she was pondering, the phone on the table vibrated twice, indicating Lin Yiqi had sent a message. Jumeng picked up the phone, read the message, and her willow-like brows furrowed.
“What’s wrong? Has Miss Lin already gotten it done?” Luxianbei asked.
“No…” Jumeng shook her head, handing the phone to Luxianbei, “You take a look.”
Taking the phone from Jumeng, Luxianbei saw the message Lin Yiqi had sent.
Ghost Mother Young Lady: “I’m giving up. Didn’t they say that guy just awakened his self-awareness not long ago? Why are there so many girls bringing him water? How many good sisters does he actually have? [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]”
Lin Yiqi sent a picture she took near the soccer field, where there were at least a dozen girls and a few boys holding different types of drinks.
They can’t all be there just for that guy, can they?
Luxianbei also keenly noticed Yu Jianqiu’s figure in a corner of the field. Though she wasn’t holding a drink,
Luxianbei, “”
Wait, what’s going on with her?
She just got splashed with a cup of milk tea in the afternoon, and now she dares to go where the Zhipianxian is?
Is she planning to take revenge on Zhipianxian, or has she fallen into embarrassment again and wants to be humiliated a second time? ——
Lin Yiqi initially thought the task Jumeng asked her to do wouldn’t be too difficult.
Though according to Jumeng’s description, that Zhipianxian was a complete scoundrel, she didn’t expect that a consumable spirit energy item with awakened self-awareness would be so charming.
Standing at the edge of the soccer field, seeing those girls and boys with drinks shouting “Luxianbei,” she fell into deep thought. This guy can really play, huh?!
Setting the bar so low, he doesn’t even spare the boys. Is he planning to make enemies across the entire school? However—
As Lin Yiqi’s gaze swept over those boys and girls heading toward “Luxianbei,” the corners of her mouth curled in contempt. These guys have no competitiveness compared to her.
Delivering water, a classic traditional move, though effective, relies heavily on the attractiveness of the person delivering it.
Even a pretty girl bringing mineral water is sweet, but otherwise, even if it’s a few hundred or thousand for high-end drinks, well, that depends on whether the person involved still wants to put in the effort.
As the soccer match neared halftime, Lin Yiqi nonchalantly executed a maneuver called “Old Shoulder Giant Slip,” stretching her already wide T-shirt into an off-shoulder look, exposing her snowy white shoulders. Taking a deep breath, she boldly walked to the edge of the soccer field.
Seize the opportunity and get this done!
She silently encouraged herself. Just then, she seemed to suddenly sense something, her steps hesitating, her gaze being inexplicably drawn to a bench at the edge of the field, where she saw a strikingly beautiful girl.
That girl was sitting quietly in the corner of the bench, like a small wildflower quietly blooming, staring spellbound at “Luxianbei,” not shifting her gaze.
A sudden feeling of crisis gripped Lin Yiqi’s heart.
Although that girl appeared harmless, she distinctly sensed a familiar aura from her. Her instincts couldn’t be wrong.
That girl emanated the aura of a hunter.
