Chapter 113 - 112: The Ruthless Flower-Destroyer, A Certain Mr. He

Chapter 113: Chapter 112: The Ruthless Flower-Destroyer, A Certain Mr. He

"Handsome, lend me a hand. Fix my faucet, and maybe we’ll have time to... do the things people in love do."

As she spoke, the woman lifted her thigh and started grinding against him.

He Xiaotian’s blood boiled. He stepped back, pulling the woman directly into his room, and quickly shut the door.

Behind the counter, the owner glanced sorrowfully toward the hallway staircase and thought to himself.

’Don’t you people know how loud you’re being? You’re disturbing me!’

’Sigh. Do handsome guys get to do whatever they want these days?’

’So what if I’m a little greasy?’

’It’s not like I’m living off your dime!’

"Handsome, don’t be in such a rush. With this beautiful moonlight, we..."

"Shh, don’t talk."

The beautiful woman thought He Xiaotian was about to say, ’kiss me’.

But then, the unexpected happened.

"I’m going to show you something big now."

The woman gave He Xiaotian a bashful look.

"You have to be gentle, okay?"

"..."

’Gentle my ass.’

’This will all be over in one swing anyway.’

And so, He Xiaotian raised his right hand.

A ferocious, spike-covered iron hammer materialized in his grasp.

At the same time, a brutal aura instantly filled the room.

"Handso—"

BAM!!

Before the woman could finish her word, He Xiaotian’s hammer came crashing down.

It smashed her into a bloody pulp, reducing her to fragments.

Down on the first floor, the owner looked up at his ceiling.

’It’s great to be young. He’s going at it so hard he’s put the whole room on vibrate mode.’

’But can that woman really handle the kid’s relentless assault?’

The greasy owner’s thoughts weren’t wrong.

The woman absolutely could not handle He Xiaotian’s relentless assault.

With just one strike, she was hammered into mincemeat.

’Trying to play me for a fool?’

Cyan flames erupted from the hammer and swept over the fleshy fragments on the ground.

HISSS!!

Gray smoke billowed up, filling the entire room in the blink of an eye.

He Xiaotian opened the window and scanned the information prompt in the upper-left corner of his vision.

[Ding! You have slain a Seductive Ghost. You have gained 300 Experience Points.]

’So it’s not that something went wrong. Instead, it was a Seductive Ghost with decent strength, not just some small fry.’

’My only question is, for a female ghost like this that can seduce people, isn’t three hundred Experience Points a bit too little?’

"This can’t be right. It should at least be in the thousands, shouldn’t it?"

’Wait, could it be that as my strength increased, I triggered some kind of hidden Experience Points penalty?’

That’s how the leveling mechanics work in most online games.

High-level players who enter low-level maps get pitiful amounts of experience, or sometimes none at all.

"Sigh! It won’t give me any loopholes to exploit. Why couldn’t you just be simple and crude and give me a game modifier? Invincibility, burrowing, and flight—wouldn’t that be great!"

「The next morning.」

"COUGH! COUGH!" "COUGH! COUGH!"

He Xiaotian was woken up by the notification sound. He picked up his constantly "coughing" phone and swiped the screen open.

It was the owner of a Taobao store, who had sent him several messages.

[I Don’t Sell Fake Manuals, I Sell Antiques]: "Hey there, the ’Bone Shrinking Skill’ you wanted is in stock. Should I send it over now?"

[I Don’t Sell Fake Manuals, I Sell Antiques]: "I also got my hands on a copy of ’Crossing the River on a Blade of Grass’. Do you want it? It’s yours for eighty thousand. As for the ’Bone Shrinking Skill’, consider it a gift for being a loyal customer."

He Xiaotian smiled. The guy’s intention was obvious.

He wanted him to buy *Crossing the River on a Blade of Grass*, and then he would "gift" him *Bone Shrinking Skill*.

If he didn’t buy it, the whole "loyal customer" bit would probably become a joke.

But it didn’t matter. It wasn’t like He Xiaotian was short on cash.

He might be a bit of a cheapskate in other areas.

But when it came to manuals and food, he, He Xiaotian, had always followed a three-word principle: money’s no issue.

[Once Dreamed of Roaming the World with a Sword]: "I’ll take it. But don’t send it to the last address. I’ll send you my location. If I’m not there, give the manual to the hotel owner and have him hold it for me. By the way, hurry up with that manual for increasing a person’s yang energy. I have a major use for it."

After typing, he hit send.

Then he expertly tapped the link the Taobao seller sent him, entered his password, and paid.

[I Don’t Sell Fake Manuals, I Sell Antiques]: "[Thumbs up] Doing business with a big spender is always a pleasure. Got it, my friend. I’ll head out for XZ today and will definitely be back within three days."

He Xiaotian turned off his phone, got up, and got dressed.

There was only that one Seductive Ghost last night. After that, he waited for a long time, but no other evil spirits showed up.

So he went to sleep.

He hadn’t expected to sleep all the way until dawn.

At the same time, he was even more bewildered.

’What the hell are the mechanics of this curse?’

’The night before last, evil spirits kept coming to harass me. Last night, there was just one Seductive Ghost, and after it died, everything was peaceful.’

"Whatever, I’m done thinking about it. Once the shop owner contacts me in three days, I’ll just master the skill. I refuse to believe I can’t break the curse then. Worst case, I’ll swallow my pride and go borrow some Spiritual Energy Crystals. If that doesn’t work, I’ll write an IOU to Shouyangzi."

On Shee Mountain, at the Divine Void Temple, a certain old Taoist performing his morning rites suddenly felt a faint, almost imaginary malice emanating from the void.

A shiver ran down his spine, and the brutal image of He Xiaotian wielding a hammer with both hands involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

’It can’t be, can it?’

He went downstairs and told the owner that someone might be delivering a package for him around noon. If he wasn’t there, he asked the owner to please hold onto it for him.

The greasy middle-aged man nodded, indicating that he understood.

At the same time, he gave He Xiaotian a strange, indescribable look.

Walking out of Hotel 404, He Xiaotian rubbed his chin, trying to recall the owner’s expression.

’It was as if he was saying, ’You’re not so tough after all, are you, kid?’’

’Where exactly am I ’not so tough’?’

In truth, after hearing that one tremor yesterday, the greasy middle-aged man had heard nothing else.

He then concluded that just because a guy is handsome doesn’t mean he’s a good ’driver’; he could also be a ’minute man’.

That’s what led to today’s "you’re not so tough" look.

After grabbing some breakfast and wandering around all morning, He Xiaotian returned to the hotel.

"Your package."

The greasy middle-aged man took a small box from behind the counter and handed it to He Xiaotian.

"So, kid, was that chick last night hot or what?"

After speaking, he gave him a lecherous smile.

"I don’t know if she was hot, but she definitely wasn’t proper."

"Pah!"

The owner cursed He Xiaotian in his heart. ’A woman who actively seduces men in the middle of the night—how could she possibly be ’proper’?’

’Sigh, why couldn’t it have been me?’

’Even though I’m not as strong and vigorous as I was in my youth, when I could go for fifty or sixty minutes at a time...’

’...at least I’m better than a minute man!’

He Xiaotian was oblivious to the owner’s inner world. Otherwise, he would have definitely exclaimed that the man had a death wish.

He could be ranked right up there with Ning Caichen, friend to the dead; Dong Yong, one with the heavens; and the folk hero Xu Xian.

Back in his room, he opened the box, took out the manual, and immediately scanned it.

[Ding! A relatively complete manual, ’Bone Shrinking Skill’, has been discovered. Would you like to spend 100 Experience Points to complete it?]

"Yes!"