Chapter 101 They'll just leave without killing me.

Chapter 101 They'll just leave without killing me.

"Where do you think you're going!"

Just as Lou Yuqing and Ling Yunxiao were staring blankly at the wilted flowers on the ground, she noticed that the imposter Chu Qingyang was trying to run away when things went wrong, and immediately shouted.

The moment she shouted it out, five arcs of electricity shot out from her fingers. After several battles, her combat instincts had improved considerably.

The imposter Chu Qingyang heard her shout and his heart skipped a beat. He suddenly sped up, but he was too hasty in his escape and forgot to protect himself. An electric arc struck him, his body went numb, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The next moment, Ling Yunxiao bound his body with his spiritual energy ropes, pulled him back, and brought him in front of him. Then he sealed his spiritual energy to prevent him from causing trouble.

Seeing that he had finished, Lou Yuqing stared back at the white flower, pondering, "It looks like a snow lotus. Could the snow lotus we're looking for be...?"

"Try picking it up?" Ling Yunxiao urged.

Lou Yuqing reached out and beckoned, and the white flower, drawn by the current, flew automatically into her hand. Just then, a line of text appeared before her eyes.

Your points are: 1100

She exclaimed in disbelief, "The points have increased by a thousand!"

"With so many points, it seems to be a snow lotus without a doubt." A look of understanding flashed in Ling Yunxiao's eyes. "The middle-aged man turned into a snow lotus after he died. He was probably a snow lotus spirit who cultivated into a human, and this flower is his true form."

As he spoke, Ling Yunxiao deduced his earlier guess: "The snow lotus mentioned in the mission prompt doesn't refer to Hu Ruoyan's mother, but rather to a snow lotus spirit like the middle-aged man, so..."

He suddenly looked at Lou Yuqing and concluded: "The key to obtaining points is to find the Snow Lotus Spirit!"

Lou Yuqing listened with a clear mind and continued, "As long as we find enough snow lotus spirits, we can obtain a continuous stream of points."

“Now, we only need to solve one problem: how to find the Snow Lotus Spirit. After all, it was the one that offered itself up and we discovered it by chance,” Ling Yunxiao continued.

Lou Yuqing's eyes darted around: "So, you mean you have a solution?"

"Isn't there a hostage here?" Ling Yunxiao's lips curled slightly as he looked at the unconscious imposter Chu Qingyang. This was the reason he had shown mercy to this man earlier.

The two exchanged a glance, both wearing sly smiles.

So when the imposter Chu Qingyang woke up from his unconsciousness, he saw two evil faces magnified in front of him, emitting wicked cackling laughter, as if they were about to subject him to some inhuman torture.

? ? ! !

No, what do you want?

The imposter Chu Qingyang looked terrified, crawling backward on his hands and knees, trying to escape the "conspiracy" of Lou Yuqing and Ling Yunxiao.

However, he was destined to be trapped. A heavy weight pressed down on his shoulders as Ling Yunxiao pinned him to the spot. Then he heard Lou Yuqing say, "His companions turned into snow lotuses after they died. I wonder if he is in the same situation?"

Ling Yunxiao laughed and said, "You'll know once you kill him."

What's with that pig-slaughtering tone you're using?!

The imposter Chu Qingyang took a deep breath. He hadn't had enough of living since possessing this body. Just as he was about to beg for mercy, he heard Lou Yuqing say hesitantly, "Why don't we let him go? What if he can't transform into a snow lotus?"

Yes, killing him won't help!

The imposter Chu Qingyang cried out in his heart.

Ling Yunxiao decisively said, "It doesn't matter. He's going to die anyway, so it's just making use of him."

Lou Yuqing nodded: "That makes sense."

That makes no sense! You should stick to your own ideas!

The imposter Chu Qingyang was disappointed in him.

Lou Yuqing not only couldn't hold out, but also completely sided with Ling Yunxiao, sharpening her knives and baring her fangs: "Shall we send him on his way now?"

Ling Yunxiao asked, "How do you want him to die?"

Lou Yuqing immediately said, "Then let's try steaming, boiling, stewing, frying, roasting, and deep-frying all of them."

"..."

The imposter Chu Qingyang's body instantly stiffened like a century-old dried meat, and he dared not move an inch. "Listen to this, is this even human language?"

Ling Yunxiao suppressed a laugh and said, "That's right, let's start with steaming. I have a large steamer here that hasn't been used in a long time, which is perfect for someone with his big physique."

As soon as he finished speaking, a beam of white light flew out of the storage bag and transformed into a steamer over ten feet tall, spacious enough to easily fit an adult.

The imposter Chu Qingyang was completely dumbfounded, his last shred of hope shattered.

No, you're serious!

What kind person would carry a steamer around with them, especially such a big one!

No, there is a possibility that this person frequently steamed people, so they specially commissioned a steamer as a form of torture.

Thinking of this, the imposter Chu Qingyang looked at Ling Yunxiao with increasing fear, his legs trembling. Damn, this is a demon!

Lou Yuqing was also somewhat surprised, her expression turning strange: "You..."

"I was just trying to scare him." Seeing that she was starting to misunderstand him, Ling Yunxiao quickly explained via telepathy, "This steamer was used for cooking in the dining hall of a sect I used to join. Later, the sect disbanded and couldn't pay the monthly allowance, so they used it as collateral for me."

Lou Yuqing's lips twitched.

This explanation is worse than no explanation at all; it's too heartbreaking.

While it's commendable that the sect remembered to pay its disciples' salaries before going bankrupt, the fact that they were so poor that they even had to buy kitchen utensils clearly indicates that their finances were already strained. We don't really need to force ourselves to do that.

She looked at it from left to right, trying to find something special about the steamer, but she couldn't find anything. In the end, she realized that it was just an ordinary kitchen utensil.

“Actually, it does have its merits. Look, it’s made of cold mountain wood, which is very hard. It can be used as a magic weapon to hit people. When the enemy sees us take out such a magic weapon, they will be stunned. At this time, we can take advantage of their unpreparedness to launch an attack. For example…” Ling Yunxiao racked his brains to find the advantages of the steamer.

Lou Yuqing raised her hand: "That's enough, no need to say anything more."

She looked at Ling Yunxiao with pity. He must have lived a miserable life before, to be able to talk so eloquently about using kitchen utensils as magical artifacts. It was clear that life had put a lot of pressure on him.

Ling Yunxiao: "..."

Silence is golden.

He knew exactly what she was thinking.

However, this feeling of being cared for by her was like having a soft feather brush against my heart, making it itchy and with a bit of an indescribable soreness.

“I…” Ling Yunxiao suddenly felt an urge to explain to her that his life wasn’t as bad as she imagined.

Lou Yuqing kindly interrupted, "It's alright, I understand."

Everyone has their share of hardships, and she didn't want to reopen old wounds. Ling Yunxiao must have endured a lot of suffering to become the strong person he is today.

Looking into her caring eyes, Ling Yunxiao's heart softened, and he accepted this unexpected kindness. In a daze, he realized something: sometimes showing weakness seems more useful than constantly showing one's reliability.

The conversation between the two seemed long, but in reality it was only a fleeting moment, and in this short time, the imposter Chu Qingyang's mind was utterly tormented.

Is he going to be steamed to death like food?

As the saying goes, "Even if you're not going to make steamed buns, you should at least have some dignity." Even if he has to die, he should die with dignity, like Lao Ji, who was killed head-on. He would die with honor!

Thinking of this, the imposter Chu Qingyang revealed a disdainful expression and provocatively said to Ling Yunxiao, "You brat, what are you? If you have the guts, kill me. Your incessant chatter makes me want to vomit!"

Ling Yunxiao: ?

"And you, your accomplice!" The imposter Chu Qingyang looked at Lou Yuqing and rebuked her righteously, "Coward! Hypocrite! You said you would release me, but you believed everyone you were persuaded to do so, and even suggested so many cruel tortures. You are utterly devoid of conscience!"

Lou Yuqing: ?

The two looked at each other blankly. Had they just been insulted by the prisoner?

"Do you want to die? Then I..." Ling Yunxiao leaned closer to the imposter Chu Qingyang, deliberately threatening him. Seeing a glint of joy in the other's eyes, he changed his tone, "I'm not going to give you a quick death!"

Imposter Chu Qingyang: ***You son of a bitch***!

Just by looking at his expression, you can tell how foul he was cursing.

Lou Yuqing, still feeling the stimulation wasn't enough, complained, "Your acting is terrible. You didn't curse at first, but now you're cursing. You're obviously asking for death. Do you think we'll let you have your way? Of course not."

The imposter Chu Qingyang was so angry he was practically fuming: "You, you all!"

"Okay, I can't even speak properly."

Lou Yuqing's expression turned solemn, and she said firmly, "We'll give you two choices: one is to die, and the other is also to die!"

The imposter Chu Qingyang, enraged to the extreme, managed to calm down, but upon hearing her words, he still lost his composure: "Are you crazy or am I crazy? Is there any difference between these two choices?!"

“Of course there are, and the ways to die are different.” Ling Yunxiao and Lou Yuqing exchanged a smile and continued the conversation, “You can choose to die quickly, or you can choose to be steamed, boiled, stewed, fried, roasted, or deep-fried before you die.”

The imposter Chu Qingyang choked up.

Before he could say anything, Ling Yunxiao casually waved his hand, and all sorts of kitchen utensils piled up on the ground like a small mountain, making a crisp metallic sound as they collided.

"..."

The imposter Chu Qingyang emanated a chill from his entire body.

The torture instruments are all ready; these two devils are really serious!

The demon lord Lou Yuqing stared in shock at the mountain of kitchen utensils, and incredulously transmitted his voice, "These..."

“That’s right, they are all monthly allowances mortgaged by the sect. They played a lot of roles when I was a rogue cultivator. This big iron pot has amazing defensive power and saved me several times. This kitchen knife has a sharp blade. I have used it to kill many demonic beasts. And this…” Ling Yunxiao spoke frankly about his experiences, as if he did not see the girl’s increasingly caring gaze towards him.

Lou Yuqing really didn't expect that Ling Yunxiao was so poor that he couldn't afford any magical artifacts and could only use some kitchen utensils. Indeed, since they met, she had never seen him use any magical artifacts. She guessed that he was short of money and didn't want to show his weakness in front of his friends.

Ling Yunxiao was unaware that he was being imagined as a poor wretch. The reason he didn't use magical artifacts was because he hadn't yet encountered an opponent who required the use of magical artifacts.

Lou Yuqing felt increasingly distressed and felt she should do something. She touched her storage ring, and instantly, a small mountain of magical artifacts appeared on the ground.

"Junior Sister Yuqing?" Ling Yunxiao stopped abruptly, looking at the girl in surprise. He had just grasped some of the essence of feigning weakness and was putting it into practice, with good results.

But he had not anticipated this sudden turn of events.

Lou Yuqing casually said, "I have many magical artifacts that I originally intended to throw away, but then I thought it would be better to let you use them. You can choose one first, and I will let them choose one after we leave."

"I see. These magical artifacts are all brand new. It would be a real shame to throw them away." Ling Yunxiao suddenly realized and began to select them with great interest, completely unaware that something was amiss.

Lou Yuqing breathed a sigh of relief; she had gotten away with it.

Ling Yunxiao grasped the chosen pendant, her usually sharp mind seemingly blank, a sweet feeling welling up inside her. She let me choose first; was it also for me…?

Hey, why did he say "also"?

Ling Yunxiao subconsciously looked at Lou Yuqing and saw her smiling brightly, which made him feel light and happy. He used the pendant to calm his wildly beating heart, and his eyes were only on that bright smile.

Meanwhile, the imposter Chu Qingyang, lying on the ground and ignored, was speechless upon seeing this scene: "..." If he wasn't killed, he would leave.