Chapter 55 - 53: Li Xiao’an

Chapter 55: Chapter 53: Li Xiao’an

South Sea, Antique Shop Zero.

The Evil Crow flew back in from outside, flapping its wings.

"Master, there was an unexpected development. Seimei Misawa suddenly left Golden Splendor Karaoke.

The Anomaly Administration Bureau just arrived, but they came up empty."

Jiang Chaosheng’s eyes narrowed.

’Was it a miscalculation?’

The original plan was for Seimei Misawa and the Anomaly Administration Bureau to fight it out, allowing him to swoop in and reap the benefits.

Why couldn’t he just go and capture Seimei himself?

First, the Nine-tailed Fox Demon Core inside Seimei had not yet fully reawakened.

He was too far away for Jiang Chaosheng to sense his location.

If Seimei went into hiding, Jiang Chaosheng would have to return to Antique Shop Zero at dawn, and the whole night would have been for nothing.

Second, the Nine-tailed Fox Demon Core in Seimei was on the verge of reawakening,

and Seimei Misawa possessed the accumulated insights into Yin Yang Art from two hundred and thirty generations of Yin Yang Masters.

His Combat Power was immense. He wouldn’t be as easy to contain as the Gavel.

If the Anomaly Administration Bureau didn’t wear down some of Seimei Misawa’s stamina first, Jiang Chaosheng would have to chase him all over South Sea City with the Scythe of Death.

Jiang Chaosheng really didn’t want to expose the secrets of Antique Shop Zero to the world.

Therefore, Jiang Chaosheng’s biggest fear was Seimei Misawa running around unchecked.

And what you fear most is what comes to pass.

Right now, Seimei Misawa was searching South Sea City for virgins to replenish his Yin Qi.

Jiang Chaosheng muttered,

"My luck is really terrible."

’Did I use up some of my luck with the Lucky Star Necklace, bringing on this bout of misfortune?’

Jiang Chaosheng asked,

"Where is Seimei now?"

The Evil Crow said awkwardly,

"As you know, the Nine-tailed Fox inside him is in a half-awakened state. I, I, um... I couldn’t keep up."

Jiang Chaosheng suddenly remembered something and looked at the Evil Crow.

"Go to Golden Splendor Karaoke and take care of Yamada Yu."

Seimei Misawa’s sudden departure from Golden Splendor Karaoke had disrupted Jiang Chaosheng’s plans.

If the Investigators had engaged Seimei, there would have been no possibility of Yamada Yu being captured alive.

The man would have either died in the crossfire or been slain by a single strike from him upon his arrival.

If Yamada Yu were to reveal information about Antique Shop Zero to the Investigators, it might cause some trouble.

The Evil Crow said,

"Rest assured, Master. I’ve already placed a Curse on Yamada Yu. He won’t survive."

...

「In an alley in the old district of South Sea City.」

A pretty girl with delicate features sat dejectedly on a bench.

She wore a white shirt and a pair of faded jeans.

It was clear the girl was usually very frugal.

Her name was Li Xiao’an.

Her father had passed away, and her mother had remarried long ago.

Her younger sister, who had once loved to dance, was now paralyzed and bedridden.

To care for her sister, she, a once-excellent student, had dropped out of school early to work and provide for her.

Because she was a minor, her bosses paid her very little.

All of their misfortune stemmed from their father hiding his family’s medical history when he married their mother.

ALS.

A truly terrifying neurological disease.

The two sisters had once been resentful, but now, it had all boiled down to a single thought:

’We were born with nothing, so what’s there to fear in starting over?’

She had previously heard a news story about a female business owner in South Sea City who also had ALS but had been cured.

Li Xiao’an believed there must be a way to cure ALS in a big city like South Sea City.

She dropped out of school and brought her paralyzed sister to the South Sea.

The cost of living in the South Sea was high, and the sisters’ lives became even more difficult.

Li Xiao’an didn’t mind. There was always hope in life.

Today, on her eighteenth birthday, misfortune came knocking once again.

Li Xiao’an felt her body starting to stiffen and went to the hospital for a check-up in a panic.

There were two pieces of bad news.

First, early-onset ALS.

Second, terminal cervical cancer.

For years, Li Xiao’an hadn’t had the money to buy proper sanitary napkins. With no mother to guide her, she had gotten used to using cheap, toxic ones that cost ten yuan for a large pack.

She would probably die before her sister.

Li Xiao’an had thought about asking netizens for help.

Weren’t netizens these days supposed to love helping people in need?

After all, every time she scrolled through Douyin and saw someone who had died from an illness, a horde of netizens would be wailing:

’If only I had known sooner, I could have helped that poor soul.’

Li Xiao’an figured that since she already had one foot in the grave, she could try selling a sob story and hope that kind-hearted netizens would help take care of her sister.

Sure enough, she posted the short video in the morning, and by the afternoon, it had gone viral.

But it wasn’t kind people asking for details, nor was it well-wishes. It was cyberbullying.

"Your life is *that* tragic? Girl, you should write a novel. It’d definitely be a hit."

"I’ve seen plenty of scammers like this. Already reported."

"I’m just waiting to see when you start a livestream to sell products."

"Honestly, you could do something risqué. You look so innocent, people would watch."

...

The phone in her pocket kept ringing.

The sounds of the online mob hadn’t stopped.

The truth was, Li Xiao’an had made a mistake. She shouldn’t have posted the video while she was still alive.

A tragic fate is only loved by the world after death has made it public.

Being cursed at by so many people, Li Xiao’an didn’t feel the slightest bit wronged.

She had already cried out all her bitter tears five years ago, the moment her sister was paralyzed.

Today was her eighteenth birthday, and she just wanted to do something nice for herself.

Li Xiao’an turned off her phone and took a tube of lipstick out of her pocket.

This lipstick was a birthday present she had bought for herself.

Even though it was a cheap item from a two-yuan store, for a girl who had never worn lipstick before, it was truly wonderful.

What girl doesn’t like to be beautiful?

Holding her powered-off phone, Li Xiao’an used its dark screen as a mirror, carefully applying the lipstick to her lips.

Her technique was excellent, not at all like a beginner’s. She actually had a great talent for makeup.

She gave a playful wink at her reflection. In that moment, she was just an ordinary girl.

"Ohohoho... How beautiful."

An effeminate male voice drifted from the end of the street.

At the same time, the sound of drums and music erupted from the street.

Li Xiao’an looked up in astonishment toward the end of the street, her eyes gradually widening.

She saw a truly bizarre scene.

Four enormous weasels were walking upright, carrying a large, red wedding sedan.

A White Snake Demon, wearing an official’s hat on its serpentine head, swayed back and forth as it played a Suona.

Several dwarf-like Demons with the heads of rats and the bodies of men were banging on gongs and drums with a CLANG CLANG CLANG.

The red wedding sedan stopped in front of Li Xiao’an, and several small hedgehogs lifted the curtain.

Waving a White Feather Fan, Seimei Misawa stepped down from the sedan with a beaming smile.

Li Xiao’an was pleasantly surprised.

"Are... are you a god?"

Seimei Misawa’s smile was radiant.

"Of course. I am a god."

Li Xiao’an quickly stood up.

"Then will you save me? No, save my sister."

Seimei Misawa raised an eyebrow.

"You have a sister? A pair of sisters... my favorite."

Seimei Misawa extended his slender fingers, made a few calculations, and frowned.

"How is she a cripple? What a turn-off."

Li Xiao’an sensed something was wrong and slowly took two steps back.

"You... you’re not a god. Who are you?"

A flash of anger appeared on Seimei Misawa’s face.

’I am this powerful, and you say I’m not one of the Deities?’

A dangerous smile played on Seimei Misawa’s lips.

"I am here to redeem you.

Tonight, you belong to me. You will experience a woman’s pleasure.

Of course, your wretched soul will also enter Paradise one step ahead of schedule."

Li Xiao’an finally understood completely.

Even if the man before her was a god, he was an Evil God, a god of debauchery!

Li Xiao’an let out a scream and ran toward the other end of the street.

Seimei Misawa said with a grin,

"The girls of the Xia Kingdom are truly interesting. Come back, little beauty."

Seimei Misawa gently waved his White Feather Fan.

Li Xiao’an glanced back and saw, to her horror, a white fox tail made of energy unfurling toward her!

Terrified, Li Xiao’an collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down her face as she stared at the fox tail.

"No, no! I haven’t seen my sister yet!"

The lipstick from the two-yuan store was really poor quality. Just two teardrops were enough to make it smudge.

Just then, several ghostly claws shot out from the end of the street, actually knocking the fox tail back!

Seimei Misawa narrowed his eyes, his voice dripping with killing intent.

"Who’s there?"

"Hee hee hee... Heh heh..."

From the shadows at the end of the street, a figure slowly emerged.

The person swayed as they walked, like a zombie.

The faint yellow glow of the streetlight illuminated him, revealing his face.

His complexion was deathly pale, making him look even more like a zombie.

He had a large mouth, and the way he grinned was exaggerated and filled with a morbid air.

His name was Yang Xiao.

He was acting on Jiang Chaosheng’s orders, searching for terminally ill people on the fringes of society.

Yang Xiao said with a strange laugh,

"Hee hee, heh heh heh heh... I had my eye on this little chick first.

Old man, are you trying to cut in?"

These terminally ill people on the fringes of society were to become members of the Cleaner Fish.