Chapter 22: Not Yellow, Not Violent (Part Two)
Chapter 22: Not Yellow, Not Violent (Part Two)
Thud!
However, just as Tang Jinbiao emerged from the Dense Forest, a pair of cold eyes instantly locked onto him, making his heart tremble involuntarily.
What appeared before him was indeed a splendid scene: a few steps ahead, clothes lay scattered on the ground, their colors vivid and unmistakably women’s, and an illusion seemed to waft the scent drifting from them.
His gaze moved forward to a small pond no more than ten zhang across, its water so clear it could be seen to the very bottom, for the pond was shallow, probably immersing only to the chest of a grown man.
The pond was dainty and intricate, its bed covered with pebbles of all sizes, while little red fish swam joyfully up and down, playing among them.
Under the glow of three suns overhead, the pond water looked dreamy, and the glittering reflections from the pebbles below appeared blindingly multicolored.
However, none of these were the most beautiful; the most beautiful was a naked woman bathing in the heart of the pond.
The woman’s black, waterfall-like hair cascaded all the way to her waist, her body curvaceous and delicate, her face small and fine-featured, her eyes lively and lucid like big gems, yet at this moment seemed somewhat dazed, her little cherry mouth slightly parted, emitting a soft hum—that sound Tang Jinbiao couldn’t resist originated there.
Even so, the woman was not breathtakingly beautiful; what made pulses race was her slender body featuring two mischievous big white bunnies—objects many men found enthralling.
But what truly evoked this feeling was her waist: so thin it seemed one could grasp it with both hands, even that a slight force might snap it, sparking doubt over whether such a small waist could sustain such a shapely upper body.
Yet, the sole flaw was that the girl’s left hand rested on one bunny, while the other hand submerged in the water, visible only as a dark blur.
Thud!
But as soon as Tang Jinbiao entered, he froze where he was, not daring to budge, for the beautiful woman, as if perceiving something, transformed her hazy gaze into an instantly fierce and piercing one, even murderous, aimed right at Tang Jinbiao’s spot.
“Damn it, Huang Biaozi, weren’t you screwing with me?”
The instant the woman fixed on him, Tang Jinbiao felt uneasy deep down but unafraid; after all, following a prior experience, he clung to some trust in Huang Biaozi.
“Hehe, how about it? Kid, isn’t she a divine stunner? I, this old man, dare tell you that in my roving across the Three Thousand Realms, I’ve truly witnessed few equals to her. So? Want to go touch her? Plus, this little wench is the same one you glimpsed before! Hehe!”
Huang Biaozi’s voice sounded again in Tang Jinbiao’s mind.
“Come out, I’ve seen you already, don’t force my hand!”
The woman remained calmly still, her stare tight on Tang Jinbiao’s location, as if she had indeed detected his presence; she cried out loud and unleashed a mighty aura rippling outward everywhere.
“Not good, damn Huang Biaozi, she found us!”
On hearing the woman’s voice and that potent air, Tang Jinbiao broke into a cold sweat, inwardly cursing hard, and prepared to bolt away.
“Damn it, why the panic? Old man says she can’t see us, so she can’t see us!”
Huang Biaozi cursed back, brimming with confidence; Tang Jinbiao didn’t stir but held quiet at his position.
About ten or so breaths later, the murderous intent in the woman’s eyes gradually faded, turning placid once more.
“Huh? Odd? I just felt something drawing near? How could nothing be there?”
The woman furrowed her brows slightly, muttering to herself.
Deeming matters safe, the woman lifted her right hand from the water, bringing up a small green vial that strikingly resembled the one Tang Jinbiao had discovered half a year earlier.
“You truly are my treasure!”
Her gaze misty, she whispered tenderly to the vial, then took it to her nether regions.
“Damn it, my Goddess was in such a state?!”
Finding the woman hadn’t spotted him, Tang Jinbiao sighed faint relief; but after discerning reality, he regretted intensely—he wished he’d never come; if unseen, the Goddess etched in that night’s heart as pure would have stayed his mental Goddess eternally.
“Hehe, kid, want to go up yourself? Want to become that little bottle?”
Huang Biaozi’s lecherous voice rang out annoyingly. He’d known about what happened earlier, but hadn’t spoken up.
“Screw you and your sister, I’m heading back!”
Tang Jinbiao’s mood was extremely low. After cursing, he turned around.
“My sister isn’t someone a brat like you can screw. Also, listen well—I’m passing you the Way of Deception!”
Huang Biaozi had even started cracking cold jokes.
“No way! Screw your stupid Way of Deception! Give me back my Goddess! You’ve utterly destroyed my Goddess’s image! I’ll fight you to the death! I’ll chop you up with my Watermelon Cleaver!”
Tang Jinbiao’s emotions were overwhelmingly complex, a feeling only those who’d experienced it could understand.
It was like believing your pure, untouched Goddess was secretly a green tea bitch. Or imagining your celestial, unworldly Goddess to be… just another green tea bitch. It was like… (Not like I even have a Goddess or anything!)
“Hey, punk—are you refusing to learn?”
Huang Biaozi’s expression darkened, a flash of anger crossing his face.
“I refuse. End of discussion!”
Tang Jinbiao rejected him resolutely.
“Fine! Fine! Fine! You won’t appreciate my goodwill until you suffer!”
After shouting “fine” three times, the faint yellow glow surrounding Huang Biaozi began to dissipate. Then his entire form seemed to vanish, disappearing completely from Tang Jinbiao’s consciousness.
“Hmph, none of your damn business!”
Tang Jinbiao snorted contemptuously and continued walking deeper into the Dense Forest.
Fsss… fsss…
But Tang Jinbiao didn’t notice. The yellow light cloaking his body was slowly fading, causing his figure to become visible again.
“Ack!”
In the blink of an eye, the yellow glow vanished completely. As Tang Jinbiao attempted to step past a tree, sudden darkness filled his vision—
Bang!
He smashed face-first into the trunk with a pained grunt.
“Argh! Huang Biaozi, I Bought a Watch Last Year!!!”
After collapsing to the ground, Tang Jinbiao rubbed his throbbing injury, cursing inwardly.
“Shit, that hurts like hell!”
He began whimpering in agony.
Whoosh!
But just then, he felt an icy chill crawl up his spine—as if someone had materialized behind him.
“Bad news!”
Instantly, Tang Jinbiao realized the truth: he’d just been caught spying on his Goddess bathing.
Thud!
Without even glancing back, Tang Jinbiao threw himself sideways in a desperate roll to escape. Yet the moment he moved—
THUMP!
A colossal force slammed into his spine. Excruciating pain exploded across his entire body, hurling him helplessly through the air.
SPLAT!
Splash!
Plop! He was kicked directly into the small pond, sending a huge spray of water into the air.
“Ptooey!”
Tang Jinbiao immediately surfaced, spat out the water in his mouth, wiped the water from his face with his hand, and hastily said, “Beauty, Goddess, listen to my explanation, hear me out!”
“Fine. I’ll hear your explanation. If you can’t give me a satisfactory answer, even out of respect for your father, I will castrate you today!”
The unbelievably beautiful Goddess was now fully clothed. Her eyes were fixed on Tang Jinbiao like twin volcanoes about to erupt. She looked as though she wanted to slice him into a thousand pieces as she spat out hatefully.
“Goddess, I know I was wrong. I didn’t mean to peep at you…!” Though the Goddess was stunning, with her glaring at him like that, he didn’t dare entertain any untoward thoughts and hurriedly tried to explain.
“What?” The moment the Goddess heard the word “peep,” her face flushed with fury and embarrassment. What had happened earlier was just too mortifying.
“Ah! Goddess, no! I know I was wrong! I know I was wrong! This… it was all that old scoundrel Huang Biaozi who made me do it! Yes, that old rogue Huang Biaozi!” Seeing the Goddess was about to erupt, Tang Jinbiao immediately shifted all the blame onto Huang Biaozi.
“Huh? Huang Biaozi? There’s no one by that name in our Tang Family! Fine! Even now you’re still glib-tongued! I’d heard before that you were no good, and it seems you still haven’t changed! If I don’t beat you half to death today, my name isn’t Tang Yilin!” The Goddess frowned slightly but immediately realized— within a hundred-mile radius, it was all Tang Family territory; there simply was no person named Huang Biaozi. This Goddess was named Tang Yilin, also of the Tang Family. She was two years older than Tang Jinbiao, actually only eighteen this year. However, having developed rather early, she already looked no different from a woman in her twenties. She was considered one of the Tang Family’s geniuses.
“Ah! Big sister, don’t…!”
Swish!
Boom!
Spiritual Energy immediately surged over Tang Yilin’s body. With a slight point of her right finger, the water surface in front of Tang Jinbiao exploded as if struck by a torpedo.
“Goddess, I didn’t… Ah!” Tang Jinbiao, flung into the air, still wanted to defend himself. But Tang Yilin was furious, utterly unwilling to hear any excuses. Swiping her right hand towards his body, a large hand formed entirely of Spiritual Energy suddenly appeared, fiercely grasping Tang Jinbiao’s body before violently slamming him back down into the water.
Crash!
“Ahh…!”
“No…!”
“Help…!”
“Yamete…!”
A cruel massacre began once more— no, rather a game of clobbering a child…