TN: From now on, youâll experience a peculiarity unique to cnovels. Sometimes youâll see an âIâ perspective thought smushed together with a more third-person POV. Luen and I decided to italicize the 1st/2nd person POV bits for clarity.
Also, donât forget to click ânextâ and read Chapter 8! No need for cliffies, mwahahahaha~
Even though it was only his top half that was stripped bare, it was already horrifying enough.
Whether good or bad, Shen Qingqiu was still an important master! This upper body revealing two red fruits1, wearing only pants and a pair of white boots, having his limbs tied tightly together and lying fallen on the ground â an image! Like! This! Itâs like a tender-skinned pretty boy in a bedroom rape scene; no wonder the system deducted so many points!
Shen Qingqiuâs face flushed red and white. He wanted to use his sword to dig a hole in the ground and bury himself, but he didnât know where his sword had flown to.
No wonder Luo Binghe looked a little embarrassed earlier. He must have been thinking that heâd seen Shen Qingqiu in such an awkward position that he had had enough revenge and that he wouldnât need to beat him up as severely in the future.
Ning Yingying weepily said: âShizun, youâve finally woken up. Yingying is very scared......ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Scared? If youâre scared then donât run around like this, little sister2! Shen Qingqiu was helpless.
At this time, a burst of weird laughter came from behind him.
A black silhouette jumped out from the darkness.
âCang Qiong Mountain sectâs great and lofty expert is nothing great after all. It seems like the worldâs number one big sect, Cang Qiong Mountain sect, is only to this standard and the Demon Realmâs rise is just around the corner.â Another burst of loud laughter sounded.
The other personâs face and head were all covered in black veils, the voice coarse and unpleasant just like an opium addictâs.
Shen Qingqiu squinted, âThe Skinner?â
âHehe, the famous Xiu Ya Sword has fallen into my hands, Iâm so happy! Shen Qingqiu, Shen Qingqiu, even if you break open your head you wonât be able to guess who I am!â
Shen Qingqiu said: âWhatâs so hard to guess?â
The Skinner: â......â
Shen Qingqiu: âYou are Butterfly.â
The Skinner: â......â She drew aside the black veils and said irritably: âImpossible! How could you guess!â
Shen Qingqiu was speechless.
Could he say, do you think Iâm blind? Canât tell by the body shape? The first thing men take note of is the body, looking at a personâs prospects comes after. The waist is small, so it must be a woman. And this sort of noveau riche decoration canât be seen just anywhere; did you think I didnât know that Iâve already been shipped back to the Chen estate? Though the women in the Chen estate are many, Iâve happened to meet just a few and only know Butterflyâs name. If you want me to guess, of course I can only guess âButterfly.â I donât even know the names of the others, how can I guess? Who knew I guessed right on the first try? Who knew you were so temperamental and couldnât even deny it, directly drawing aside those mysterious veils!
Could he say that? Could he?!
If he spoke aloud about the deductive reasoning and thought process detailed above, heâd surely be judged OOC. So, he couldnât breathe a word and could only hide his pain in his heart and secretly curse âfuckâ endlessly.
Butterfly â or rather the Skinner, quickly readjusted herself and put on the face of Old Master Chenâs beloved concubine again. Her expression was incomparably tender and proud as she smiled: âNot bad, itâs really me! Shen Qingqiu, even if you broke your head thinking you wouldnât have thought it would be a soft and weak woman like me, right?â
Shen Qingqiu straightened his body and shifted into a more comfortable position.
Every BOSS traditionally had a confession time. He couldnât avoid giving this face.3
Butterfly didnât need his encouragement and continued herself: âThe Skinner is untraceable not because I have exceedingly high ability, but because every time after I killed someone I switched to a new skin. Wearing the skins of those women and imitating their behavior, I passed unnoticed in the confusion to search for the next target.â
Shen Qingqiu was a bit doubtful: âWrong.â
Butterflyâs face was frighteningly gloomy: âWhere is it wrong?â
Shen Qingqiu said: âEven if you switched skins after killing someone every time â for example, after killing Butterfly â donning her skin, you become âButterflyâ but thereâs still her skinned body left over. Wonât someone find it strange for there to be two Butterflys?â
He thought for a bit, then suddenly realized.
This world didnât have DNA analysis. After pulling off the skin, only the bloody mess of flesh would be left over. It would be very difficult to figure out who it was.
Butterfly said: âSeems like youâve realized. Not bad. I use the next womanâs body to substitute the previous womanâs body. For instance, regarding killing Butterfly this time: I wore Xiang-erâs skin and everyone still believed that Xiang-er was still alive. After I killed Butterfly, Butterflyâs body was disguised by me to look like Xiang-erâs body. So it was âXiang-erâsâ body that was found by the others.â4
Luo Binghe was listening silently this entire time, a glint of anger simmering in his eyes. His juvenile sense of justice was stirred up by this perverse demonâs poisonous actions. Ning Yingying completely couldnât understand what was being said but didnât dare interrupt.
Shen Qingqiu sincerely respected these villains; they truly had professional skills. Not only did they have to expose their psychological activities, they also needed to explain in detail their plans and actions. To be frank, their standards......were even more stringent than that of the teachers who make the college entrance examination5!
Shen Qingqiu said: âEvery set period you must change into a new skin; is it for the pleasure of it or for another reason?â
Butterfly coldly laughed and said: âDo you think Iâll tell you?â
Youâve already told me a lot, all right, big sister (or is it big brother)? You wonât be missing anything by telling me!
Butterfly looked towards the bound Ning Yingying and Luo Binghe, walking towards them. Luo Binghe was still as calm and composed as before, but Ning Yingying loudly cried: âDemon! Donât come over here! Shizun, save me!â
Butterfly laughed mischievously: âYour shizun is bound with my âBinding Immortal Cableâ and the spiritual power in his body canât circulate. Itâll be difficult for him to preserve his own life, how can he come save you?â
No wonder Shen Qingqiuâs earlier effort to feel for his spiritual power only resulted in a weak pulse.
Butterfly entered into a soliloquizing mode: âHow hateful; if my demonic cultivation hadnât suffered damage, I wouldnât need to keep switching skins. This little girlâs skin is tender like water and she also has a lot of fellow disciples. I can probably use her for quite a while. After your skin is sucked dry by me, itâll be your shifuâs turn. To be able to use the Xiu Ya Sword will count as a second life for me.â
Luo Binghe: â......â
Shen Qingqiu: â......â
What did you say earlier? âDo you think Iâll tell you,â right?
Not only have you told me right now, you seem to have said something out of the question and even revealed your future plans!
The intelligence of the villains in this world was beyond saving. Shen Qingqiuâs heart suddenly felt very tired. He just wanted to add some points, why was it such a bumpy and difficult task!
Shen Qingqiu spoke with the system: âDearly beloved, if I make a mistake during the mission and die, will I have the opportunity to try again?â
System: ãAn undying golden body is the protagonistâs privilege. ã
Damn it. That means my life is completely without a guarantee of preservation. If things arenât done well, Iâll die first.
Villains always gave âexcellent qualityâ answers. Shen Qingqiu wanted to delay for time and threw out a question to Butterfly: âDonât you always only target young and beautiful girls?â
âI never said I only choose to target young and beautiful women. If their skin is smooth and exquisite, Iâll always target them. Itâs only that most men donât have skin as good as a womanâs and an older personâs skin is never as good as a young personâs.â As expected, Butterflyâs words surged forth without her awareness. Suddenly, her two eyes flashed green and an envious expression appeared on her face. She stretched her crimson-painted hands and rubbed them over Shen Qingqiuâs upper body: âHowever, an immortal cultivator is truly different. Even though youâre a man, you have such smooth and delicate skin. Itâs...... been a long time since Iâve used a manâs skin......â
Shen Qingqiu broke out into goosebumps after having been felt up by her hands but still had to put on an icy and unassailable appearance. He was disgusted on one hand, sympathetic on the other.
This demon was a bit pitiful. It seemed it used to be male, but for the sake of furthering its cultivation had to keep using womenâs skins. After all this time, he was afraid its psychological state had become abnormal......
Nevertheless, he was staring at a bewitchingly charming womanâs smiling face. Getting touched here and there like this, Shen Qingqiuâs face revealed some embarrassment and he unconsciously shrank back slightly.
In Luo Bingheâs eyes, this appearance was not his usual one and made a huge impact.
In the past, heâd seen much of the Shen Qingqiu who was high and unreachable, cold and bitingly sarcastic. This time, he was met with a Shen Qingqiu who had an uncontrollable flush spreading, an attitude of retreat in his gaze, and two â¡â¡ on his upper body.6 The unbreakable Binding Immortal Cable left red marks and his jet-black hair scattered down, as though to cover him but failing. Luo Bingheâs heart was full of an indescribable sense of entanglement.
If you asked Shen Qingqiu to find a metaphor for this kind of feeling: it would be like a man watching a movie only to find out the protagonist was the person who kept calling on him to answer in class, who beat him up and punished him to the third degree if he couldnât answer correctly. It is that very same English teacher. A remarkably subtle mood!
Shen Qingqiu suddenly smiled.
Butterfly guardedly said: âWhat are you smiling for?â
Shen Qingqiu said very slowly and leisurely: âIâm laughing at you for keeping the glittering casket and giving up the pearls.7 There are three people here, yet you still donât seem to have noticed the best choice for your next skin.â
Luo Binghe heard his words and his face changed.
He didnât think he would be inexplicably dunked in cold water!
Shen Qingqiu wasnât speaking irresponsibly. What kind of person is Luo Binghe? His real identity was that of a descendant of the ancient demons, an up-and-coming figure in the Demon Realm in the future, with the highest pedigree blood. If most demons got his body, donât even speak about repairing damage from cultivating incorrectly; they might even end up taking over the world!
Butterfly looked up and down at Luo Binghe. His appearance was calm, but at heart he was at a loss for what to do. Even if he broke his head wondering why, he wouldnât know why the focus had shifted to him.
Butterfly said: âEven if you want to trick me, you should have used a more believable lie. Even though this little guyâs skin hangs on his bones better and is more tender, how can it compare with that of a cultivator who has a consolidated jin dan?8â³
Shen Qingqiu tilted his head and laughed: âWith your eyesight, no wonder your cultivation has never had the proper environment. Havenât you considered what sort of person that I, Shen Qingqiu, am? If this child is only good on the surface, then why would I want to accept him as one of my disciples? If I only wanted a disciple who looked good on the surface, there are enough people wanting to enter Cang Qiong Mountain sect every year that they almost reach the skies. You think there arenât enough for me to choose from? What mysterious process is used to choose from them naturally canât be revealed to outsiders.â
Butterfly was immediately moved. Very good, this villainâs intelligence is quite low; she put on a very convincing appearance of having considered this already.
Shen Qingqiu struck while the iron was hot: âIf youâre skeptical, itâs easy to check. Iâll tell you something thatâll prove my words are right. Go over and hit him on the crown of his head and youâll see that I havenât deceived you.â
Luo Bingheâs face went deathly white.
No matter how mature, he was still only a child. Even if it was an adult facing death, there were very few people who would be able to maintain an unchanging expression. Not to mention, he was only fourteen years old.
Shen Qingqiu tried not to look at him, in his heart repeatedly apologizing and thinking that heâd definitely turn the tables around in the future and rescue him!
Ning Yingying was scared to death: âShi...... Shizun, you...... you arenât saying this for real, right?â
Shen Qingqiuâs heart was stretched tight like a string and he couldnât bother to care for her. He could only face Butterfly and smile slightly, saying: âWhether or not itâs true, youâll know once you try. Itâs only striking a little childâs head; even if Iâm deceiving you, you wouldnât be at a loss right? Or is it that youâre worried what I said is true, so youâre afraid to hit and see?â
Even if someone unrelated were to look at this situation, they would think that this was pushing Luo Binghe on the road to death.
Luo Binghe couldnât believe it; inside he asked, could Shen Qingqiuâs hatred for him have reached this degree?
He couldnât help rising with all his strength, the ropes bound around him drawing taut. Behind him, Ning Yingying felt pain but didnât dare say anything.
Shen Qingqiuâs words and tone were very persuasive. Butterfly thought for a while and agreed with his judgment. Sheâd already killed so many, how could she be afraid of making a single strike!
She snorted: âI really have to see what kind of thing you are.â Speaking up to this point, she advanced towards Luo Binghe and sent a palm striking down!
âEnd Chapter 7â
1Red fruits: Referring to his nipples lol.
2Little sister: Just a reminder that in Chinese, you can call people âbrotherâ and âsisterâ without any blood relations. Itâs just a measure of closeness. In Shen Qingqiuâs case, itâs also a slang-ish sort of way to express his annoyance with her.
3Every BOSS traditionally had a confession time...: Referring to the long monologues that villains go into about their plans. Shen Qingqiu is saying that he should at least respect them enough to let them monologue uninterrupted. LOLOLOL
4Xiang-er (name): You can assume this is the name of the previous victim.
5College entrance examination: In China, this is even more serious than the SATs taken by students in the US. All education from preschool to high school is geared towards scoring well on this test and the test covers ALL SUBJECTS studied within that time span. The college entrance exam is nation-wide and can only be taken once. That means no retakes. Cheating is a big no-no and means an eternal black mark. If one of the teachers who create the exam make a mistake, itâs also a huge no-no (but less than cheating).
6Two â¡â¡ on his upper body: Referring to his nipples again. ?
7Keeping the glittering casket and giving up the pearls (è²·æ«éç ): A saying meaning someone has bad judgment.
8Cultivator with a consolidated jin dan (é䏹䏿çä¿®çº): Had trouble translating this. Itâs another cultivation-specific term. I assume theyâre talking about the final step in cultivation to become an Immortal. Shen Qingqiu has cultivated enough to make that final step into becoming an Immortal (and therefore has eternal youth, a better body, etc. than your average cultivator).