Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One
Chapter 367 - 254: Journey to Chang’an

Chapter 367: Chapter 254: Journey to Chang’an

"Research me? Damn! Not only do you not thank me for fending off the Shadow Demon, but now you want to investigate me? It’s a real case of ’no man is guilty till he has his jewels.’ I’m scared! Scared! I’m out of here!"

"Don’t you run! Come to the Supernatural Bureau and cooperate with the investigation!"

Su Jing immediately drew her gun and aimed at Li Ping’an.

"Who’s that behind you?"

The quick-witted Li Ping’an casually pointed behind Su Jing. Seizing the moment Su Jing turned her head, he whispered softly:

"Divide! Invisibility!"

To escape the entanglement of the policewoman Su Jing, Li Ping’an had no choice but to use two of his Divine Skills.

Divide not only allows himself to replicate, but it can also make other people or objects multiply.

Invisibility grants the power to become invisible to the naked eye.

As Su Jing turned her head, another Li Ping’an appeared next to the original and ran towards the furthest end of the convention.

Surprised, Su Jing shouted:

"How did he suddenly split into two?"

"He’s the one who can turn into the Great Sage Lord. Don’t just stand there, chase him!"

Upon Li Ping’an’s prompt, Su Jing immediately chased after his duplicate, while the real Li Ping’an employed the Invisibility Technique and vanished without a trace.

At the convention’s north entrance, which was nearly deserted, Li Ping’an sneaked out of the restroom. Just as he was about to take the bus home, he suddenly spotted a familiar face: Si Ya.

Si Ya was a classmate of his; though only seventeen, she was already a rising superstar on television. She was extremely proud and beautiful, not necessarily a nation-toppling beauty but definitely like a lotus flower rising above water, the dream lover many men crazed over and licked their screens for.

Li Ping’an watched her intently, forgetting everything else, even his parents’ names... He couldn’t help but steal another glance at Si Ya, the national idol, truly as exquisite as a doll.

He’d seen her in shopping ads, TV programs, and on cinema screens, and had even purchased her alluring photo books.

Si Ya’s rise to the status of the top idol wasn’t just due to her talents and extraordinary beauty, but also her devilishly seductive figure that outclassed countless other celebrities: full breasts, thin waist, tender skin, delicate fingers, long black hair. She was a genuine beauty who could make both young and old weep dreamy tears.

The reason this superstar wasn’t recognized was because she was cosplaying a character, with tied-up ponytail, light makeup, and holding a long sword—but this character was one Li Ping’an had never heard or seen before.

"I didn’t expect a superstar like you to also attend a comic convention!"

Taken by a sudden thrill, Li Ping’an approached her and initiated a conversation discreetly, after all, Si Ya was not the kind of divine beauty he could aspire to.

Si Ya didn’t respond to Li Ping’an’s question, only inquiring indifferently:

"Are you the one who just defeated the Shadow Demon?"

"Yes, it’s me, Si Ya! Your old classmate, Li Ping’an!"

Li Ping’an immediately removed the headpiece he was wearing and revealed an enthusiastic smile.

"I see!"

When Si Ya saw Li Ping’an’s true face, her eyes revealed disappointment and she walked away without looking back.

"Still as high and mighty as ever..."

Li Ping’an watched Si Ya’s retreating figure and let out an awkward smile, then took the bus and hurried home.

By the time Li Ping’an got home, it was already eight at night. After dinner and a bath, he had just lied down in bed.

A shadow had already opened the window and effortlessly jumped into the room.

It was Si Ya, dressed in her usual training shorts and T-shirt, her long limbs as pale as coagulated milk in the moonlight.

She deftly kicked off her sneakers, untied her ponytail with one hand, and her soft black hair cascaded down, draping over her full chest.

"You..." Li Ping’an barely started to speak.

Si Ya gracefully hopped onto the bed, stepped barefoot on Li Ping’an’s chest, and pinned him down: "I ask, you answer."

"Okay..."

"Do you like men or women?"

"Women, women."

"Good." Si Ya crossed her arms, grabbed the hem of her shirt, and swiftly stripped it off: "Let’s go."

"Go?" Li Ping’an was alarmed: "Go where?"

Si Ya bent her legs, pinning Li Ping’an down, the moonlight put a highlight on her collarbone, shimmering, mesmerizingly beautiful.

She scoffed disdainfully: "What else can we do? Don’t pretend to be pure."

Li Ping’an was stunned.

Si Ya wasted no time, she tossed her hair aside and leaned towards Li Ping’an’s face.

"Wait a second!"

Li Ping’an shouted. He wasn’t conservative, he had watched his share of adult movies. But the speed of events was too fast; it all seemed like a setup.

"What now?"

"If I’m guilty, the law will punish me. Don’t torture me like this..."

"You’re pretty guarded." Si Ya remarked.

Li Ping’an thought, isn’t this a normal reaction?

"Relax." Si Ya’s voice softened.

"..."

"If you really dislike me, you could imagine someone else’s face." Si Ya placed her hand on Li Ping’an’s chest and slowly slid it down.

"Or... maybe not, how about we start as friends first..."

Suddenly, Si Ya’s hand stopped.

Li Ping’an was sweating profusely and didn’t dare to breathe.

Si Ya got off the bed and got dressed again: "That’s enough."

Li Ping’an was completely bewildered. He sat up in bed and suddenly discovered that under his pillow was a small, sharp dagger hidden away.

Now fully clothed, Si Ya flicked her wrist, and the dagger flew back into her hand. She twirled her slender fingers, and in the blink of an eye, the dagger disappeared.

"Just now... were you trying to kill me?" Li Ping’an asked somewhat fearfully.

"That depended on you," Si Ya said.

"What does that mean? If I couldn’t resist the temptation and harbored lewd thoughts about you, you would’ve killed me?" Li Ping’an surmised: "So this was a test, and by passing it, I gained your trust."