17: Chapter 17: Accompanying Qin Mu to the Yongjiang Central Temple, Encountering the Centipede Fairy Qing'er

"Madam, you this..."

Seeing the lingering look in Ye Xiu's eyes, Granny Si smiled charmingly.

"Little gentleman, don't you dare drop the ball on me, otherwise there won't be a next time!"

Damn!

Has she pinpointed my weakness?

But this wife of the Heavenly Demon Sect Leader has the qualifications.

After all, she is the most beautiful woman in the world.

In the original work, even the gods in the heavens would bow down before her skirt.

Let alone Ye Xiu, a mere mortal.

He is a Transmigration traveler, but he's not much better off in this era of tales of herding gods.

In the era Ye Xiu came from, let alone finding a wife, even if you wanted to find a partner, money, a car, a house, and that thing called emotional value were all indispensable!

The most terrifying part is, that little fairy might give you a child that isn't even yours.

If you want to resist, you might even end up in prison sewing machines, with the charge of rape hanging over your head.

By comparison, the worldview of this tales of herding gods is just too good.

There are loose, promiscuous women, but they aren't running all over the streets.

Even for a goddess as charming as Si Youyou, didn't she leave a trace of red on the bedsheets last night?

Going back to Ye Xiu's era, could you ever encounter something like that?

"Creak!"

Just as his thoughts were flying, the door opened!

Qin Mu curiously poked his little head in.

"Granny, how did you sleep last night?"

Truly, children speak without taboos.

But this question is a bit awkward, isn't it?

However, ginger is still spicier when old.

Granny Si let out a yawn. With a kind face, she patted the child's head.

"Silly child, last night Granny was discussing scriptures with your Brother Ye, telling him about the local customs here!"

Excellent!

What a perfect excuse?

Ye Xiu couldn't help but give a thumbs up in secret.

This beauty's eloquence would definitely make her a top salesperson in our era.

"Then, Granny, can I take Brother Ye to go boating on the Yong River?"

"Go on, go on, don't play too late."

Granny Si waved her hand, her eyes full of affection.

She indeed needed time to digest the massive amount of Yuan Yang she received last night, and by the way... catch up on sleep.

After all, an old cow eating tender grass is also physically demanding work.

...

Yong River, the water surged, with muddy waves filling the sky.

There were no proper boats on the river, only a huge piece of deadwood that Qin Mu had dragged from somewhere.

"Brother Ye, sit tight!"

Qin Mu stood barefoot at the front of the deadwood, his ox-herding whip transformed into an oar, and he rowed with force.

"Boom!"

This deadwood was faster than a yacht, instantly breaking through the waves like an arrow released from a bow, shooting towards the center of the river.

Ye Xiu sat cross-legged in the back, holding a wine gourd, watching the scenery on both banks fly by, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

This Tyrant Body is just unreasonable; he can even make rowing a piece of wood feel like an F1 race car.

"Brother Ye, look over there!"

After rowing for about an hour, Qin Mu suddenly pointed excitedly at a spot in the center of the river.

There, in the center of the surging river vortex where even a flood dragon would struggle to stand, a lone island stood steadily.

The island was covered with craggy rocks, and hidden under a shade of lush ancient trees, a corner of a flying eave was revealed.

It was a temple.

A temple hanging alone in the center of the river, exuding a mixture of evil Qi and Immortal Qi.

"Brother Ye, let's go take a look!"

Qin Mu, after all, had the heart of a child.

In a few strokes, he rowed the boat over.

This place was very eerie. There was no incense at the temple entrance.

Instead, there were two thick iron chains extending from inside, connected all the way to the riverbed.

Just as they arrived at the temple entrance, Ye Xiu felt a wave of Yin Qi.

At the same time, the demon slaying sword at his waist trembled restlessly.

Something is up!

"Hey, is anyone there?"

"I am the Cowherd Boy from the village upstream; if there are any immortals or sister monsters inside, please don't eat me!"

This was something a grandfather in the village had taught Qin Mu to say.

Now it was just being put to use by this kid.

Coincidentally, upon hearing this voice, a sound of laughter like silver bells came from inside the temple, and at the same time, a little girl came skipping over.

"Hee hee, there are no immortals or monsters here; I am Xian Qinger, from the next village over!"

This woman looked to be only in her twenties, her figure extremely supple, as if she had no bones.

She held a pipa in her hands, her face like a peach blossom, her eyes filled with autumn water.

Especially that waist; as she walked, it twisted like a water snake, every step seeming to step on the tip of one's heart.

Where had this innocent child, Qin Mu, ever seen such a display?

He blinked his big eyes and asked curiously:

"Sister, are you the temple keeper here? Why do you live alone in the middle of this river? Aren't you afraid of being drowned by the water?"

"Giggle..."

The woman calling herself Qinger covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes darting, but she didn't look at Qin Mu, instead staring fixedly at Ye Xiu.

As part of the Yao Race, she could clearly feel the massive amount of blood energy and spiritual power on Ye Xiu that made her drool. That was Tang Monk meat!

"Little brother, you really know how to talk."

Qinger moved with light lotus steps, passing Qin Mu and walking straight to Ye Xiu.

As she approached, that faint fragrance became stronger, even carrying a hint of sweetness that made one dizzy.

"Aren't you a Cowherd Boy? Where is your ox?"

"The ox turned into a woman again and was taken in by my Brother Ye!"

Qin Mu spoke the truth, but it gave the Xian Qinger opposite him a big fright.

"Taken in?"

"This big brother, what do you do?"

Obviously, this little demon girl was alert.

But Ye Xiu smiled.

"Me? I slay demons and eliminate devils! The first moment I saw you, girl, I knew you weren't human!"

"Clang—!"

Before the words had even faded, Ye Xiu slammed his left hand onto the scabbard.

In that instant, it was as if a sharp flash of lightning struck inside the ancient temple!

The restless demon slaying sword finally unsheathed!

On the sword body, ancient runes circulated, emitting a dragon roar yearning to drink blood.

The sharp Sword Qi instantly filled the entire hall, instantly slicing the surrounding offering tables and curtains into fragments.

"Since you have seen through me..."

"Then leave your Physical Body behind to be my flower fertilizer!"

Seeing her disguise was broken, that Xian Qinger stopped acting.

She let out a shrill, ear-piercing screech, the unique hissing of arthropods rubbing their vocal cords, making one's scalp tingle.

"Hiss—!"

A crisp sound of tearing fabric.

The originally delicate beauty's green gauze dress instantly exploded!

Amidst the flying rags, what was revealed was not snow-white skin.

But a dark green torso covered in hard, metallic-lustered shells, segment by segment!

"Rumble!" The entire river-center temple was shaking.

Her lower body rapidly expanded and elongated, turning into a giant centipede dozens of feet long!

Dense, hook-like legs, like hundreds of sharp sickles, dug deeply into the bluestone floor, each movement sparking.

And her upper body, although still retaining that beautiful human face, was already covered in fine scales from the neck down.

The hands that were originally holding the pipa transformed into two huge, venom-dripping giant pincers!

Half-human, half-demon, the true form of the Centipede Woman!