NEBM Chapter 46.2: An Old Matter

There were tens of thousands of beauties. As long as the painted skin demon had a pen and paper, she can imitate the tens of thousands of faces.

Not long after, she changed her appearance to another four or five beautiful faces, each corresponding to a flower name.

Shen Zhixian smiled and slowly drank wine. Yan Jin no longer even bothered looking at her and concentrated on pouring wine for Shen Zhixian instead. When Shen Zhixian’s wine cup was empty, Yan Jin poured another cup for him.

Painted skin demon: “…”

Sui Xian had really good looks but a stone heart. She knew it from many years ago. But, she never expected that his disciple and him would have the same virtue.

The man is worthy of being his disciple. Not fun at all.

She frowned, mumbled to herself for a moment, and then raised her pen again.

This time she turned into a ravishing beauty wearing scarlet dress. Her beach blossom eyes were luminous and full of magnificent charm, and her every movements brimmed with seductive grace.

The beautiful woman caressed her face to confirm that it was properly worn. Then, she hooked her lips into a light smile and raised her eyes to see whether they could resist her.

Her voice seemed to be wrapped in honey, with poison hidden underneath. It can completely captivate a person and seduce him into melting inside her charms. Even if he should died, he would not hesitate.

She glanced at Yan Jin with a pair of peach blossom eyes and tried to tempt him. “Young Master Yan is so boring and uninteresting. Although my face can’t be counted as the best under the heavens, it can still be regarded as remarkably beautiful. Young Master Yan is so cold-hearted and hopeless. Won’t you even give me a look? ”

Such a puzzling person. After so many years, the painted skin demon had only seen two people who could resist her. Yan Jin was the second person and the first was the young Shen Zhixian.

The painted skin demon pondered for a while and thought that maybe Yan Jin still hadn’t understood romance yet so he could not be enlightened. Once Yan Jin understood, maybe he would be more aware of the happiness that could be had…

She took tiny lotus steps and came over with her skirt swaying. She leaned next to Yan Jin and said, “Although my pleasure boat is not as lively as the opposite ones, it can still be considered as having an understanding of romance. These things are quite interesting. Why don’t Young Master Yan take a look?”

She flipped her wrists, and a stack of thin booklets appeared in her hands. She shook it and a booklet opened to a page. The things painted on it spread out with a little bit of light, floating in the air and gradually condensed into an illusion. There were ambiguous sounds coming from the moving pictures.

Yan Jin finally reacted. He looked at the images with suspicion. But, before he’d even had the chance to take a closer look at those people, Shen Zhixian poured a cup of wine on the pictures.

“…Don’t lead my disciple astray. A’jin, don’t look at these messy things.”

The painted skin demon let out a sound of surprise. “Young Master Sui saw so much in the past. Why now …”

“I …” Shen Zhixian barely opened his mouth before Yan Jin tilted his head to look at him, his eyes clear.

Shen Zhixian’s denial burst out like flowing water. “That wasn’t me. I haven’t. Don’t talk any nonsense–”

The painted skin demon covered her mouth with a light laugh and turned her gaze over to him. She’d finally caught on to Shen Zhixian’s weakness. The more he took care, the more she would use these words to tease Yan Jin.

She’d long been adapt to these romantic matters and had seen all kinds of people in the world. What made Shen Zhixian and Yan Jin act so high and mighty? In the matter of romance, the two of them were like a piece of white paper, pure and flawless. The painted skin demon could understand this with a glance.

The painted skin demon was leaning too close to Yan Jin. Shen Zhixian saw that she was scheming up something. He frowned and raised his hand to prevent her from touching Yan Jin. After bearing with it for the third time, he couldn’t take it anymore. He motioned toward Yan Jin’s sword on the table and said in a cold voice, “If you continue to act impetuous, I will draw a sword.”

The beautiful girl paused and looked at the sword for a moment. Then she took a few calm, elegant steps back and returned to her original position.

She was a demon who clearly understood her position. Currently, she was still just a weak painted skin demon. Although she had the ability to change her appearance, her combat ability….was still far below these irritable sword cultivators.

Shen Zhixian saw that she finally put some distance between herself and Yan Jin. He let out a sigh of relief and subconscious pulled on Yan Jin’s sleeve. He sat up a little straighter and said, “Although this is a prosperous place, it still isn’t as good as that other place. Why did you run here?”

She laughed. “This demon is getting old and can’t keep up with that lively place anymore. I need a small place to enjoy my old age…and also to avoid provoking things that shouldn’t be provoked.”

Shen Zhixian’s thoughts spun. The thing she couldn’t provoke probably wasn’t human. Although the painted skin demon was a monster with weak fighting abilities, it wasn’t so weak as to render her unable to protect herself from ordinary humans.

He asked a question regarding the matter, and the painted skin demon didn’t bother hiding it. “Soon after you left, an envoy came from the Undead City and tried to persuade me to enter there…”

Her smile thinned slightly, showing a faint irony. “What is the Undead City? I definitely won’t enter it…”

–Undead City.

Noticing that Shen Zhixian and Yan Jin were staring at her, she asked, “What’s wrong?”

When Shen Zhixian was about to respond, a sudden commotion came from outside. It was the sound of a porcelain cup being shattered, followed by faint voices arguing.

The painted skin demon’s eyebrows slightly rose. Without speaking, she got up and said “How unmannerly.” Then, she pushed open the door and stepped out.

With the door open, the noises became clearer. Shen Zhixian and Yan Jin looked at each other and followed after her.

It was the wife of a young master. Bringing along two maids and four servants, she came to the pleasure boat to find her prodigal husband who was unwilling to return home.

The dignified and elegant lady crossed her hands gracefully in front of her, calmly staring at the embarrassed man before her. “Husband has been here for a few days. Can he come home?”

“Why are you here to make noises again?!” The elegant-looking man asked. He stood up from the pile of shattered porcelain. He said angrily, “What are you doing here again?”

After saying this, he ignored his wife and turned to apologize to the startled pleasure girl next to him. “These damaged things, I will doubly compensate for them…”

The pleasure girl looked at him with a pair of clever eyes and then she looked at the noble lady who was coldly gazing at them. She smiled slightly, silently picked up her lute, and walked elegantly to the side.

This scene was not small and had caused the music and dancing on the stage to stop. The dancers stepped down to softly soothe the other surprised guests.

Feeling all kinds of staring eyes on him, the man’s face burned and he said in annoyance, “I came here to enjoy the entertainment and a few drinks. You’ve come here several times already to make trouble. Do you want me to lose face?”

His tone was full of resentment, but the noble lady’s face was indifferent. She lifted her hand to stroke the sleeve of his garment and flatly said, “Husband had already lingered here for several days without returning. I’m already your wife. Is it strange for me to come looking for you?”

As the two people continued to talk downstairs, the painted skin demon leaned against the railing to look at them. Suddenly, she said, “A person from the Undead City?”

It was strange to hear this name so soon twice in a row. Shen Zhixian walked over to the railing and looked at the scene below. “Who?”

This was not a secret that could not be said. The painted skin demon quickly answered. “That lady. See her wrist?”

Shen Zhixian and Yan Jin stared intently, and when the lady moved, it caused her sleeve to fall back slightly and reveal half her wrist. With their excellent eyesight, they could see that there was a mark on her wrist.

It was a small white flower partially bloomed. She Zhixian had never seen this kind of flower before and couldn’t name it. But, he instinctively thought that if the flower bloomed, it would be very beautiful.

“What flower is that?” Shen Zhixian asked in a low voice.

“It is said that there is a sea of ​​flowers outside the Undead City. That flower blooms only on the full moon at night. Under the moonlight, the sea of blooming flowers was a magnificent sight,” the painted skin demon said slowly. “That flower is called Forgetting to Return. Everyone who enters the Undead City has this mark. ”

Shen Zhixian had never heard of the Undead City before these recent events, and it was the first time he’d heard of the flower named Forgetting to Return. As a result, he had no immediate response to the name. But, next to him, Yan Jin was stunned. He subconsciously repeated “Forgetting to Return?”

Shen Zhixian turned his head to look at him: “A’jin has seen it?”

There seemed to be some memories in the back of his mind struggling to surface. A blurry image flashed by, so fleeting that he was unable to capture it. Yan Jin shook his head. “No.”

Shen Zhixian didn’t pay much attention to his response. He was thinking carefully about what the Undead City was. He didn’t realize that the painted skin demon would know so much …

He was wondering how to question the painted skin demon when, suddenly, there was a sound of surprise. Shen Zhixian looked down and saw the noble lady looking around before coming up to the second floor.

“…In that case, I will invite some guests back to the house then. I’m sure husband won’t mind.”

She walked in front of Shen Zhixian and Yan Jin. After bowing gently to them, she politely said, “I feel familiar with the two young masters at first sight. I don’t know whether the two young masters would be willing to return to the manor for a few drinks?”

This caused a sudden uproar. Though this dynasty may be more open and women had a bit more freedom, but to so openly and publicly invite two unknown men back to her house for drinks…

The painted skin demon took a step back, eyebrows slightly raised, as she assumed the pose of someone watching a good show.

Yan Jin, one of the invited people, gave a cold glance at the madam and opened his mouth to refuse.

Shen Zhixian was the most composed. The image of the Forgetting to Return flower flashed through his mind. In the next moment, he stepped forward and held Yan Jin’s hand calmly, preventing him from refusing. Then, he smiled and said, “It’s a great honor to be invited by such a beautiful lady. We will naturally respectfully accept.”